The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 525 The White House Has Fallen
Anti-aircraft missile stuck? In the 21st century, there may not be any more funny black humor than this, but it happened for real.

The terrible thing is that the Gatling cannon of the AC-130 air gunship did not get stuck, and the black hole pointed at the agents on the ground and began to rotate. At the same time, the Asian tourists visiting near the White House also started to move. Flicking the backpack forward, what came out of it turned out to be various firearms...

Hobbs's house, his big bed was very crowded after two burly men were squeezed into it. The phone rang suddenly, and Ron kicked Hobbs angrily: "Turn off your damn phone!"

Hobbs turned off the phone in a daze, but after a while, the phone rang again. He could only touch the phone and press it again, but it didn't work. It's off, and it's Ron's phone that's still on his mind.

"Damn it, it's your cell phone!" Hobbs kicked heavily angrily, but Ron suddenly flicked like a slippery carp king, avoiding Hobbs' stinky feet, and then covered it with a pillow The head fell asleep again.

Hobbs was helpless, and was about to turn off Ron's cell phone, but found that the person who called him also knew him.

"Ron, where are you now? Forget it, no matter where you are, come to Washington immediately!"

"Hello..." Hobbs answered the phone, but there was an even louder roar from the phone: "Hobbs? Why are you with Ron?"

"Yesterday, the two of us drank together and then slept in my house." Hobbs glanced at the scattered wine bottles on the ground. Yesterday they finished drinking the wine at Hobbs' house and went out again. Bought two cases of beer back.

Otherwise, the few bottles of whiskey in Hobbs's collection alone would not be able to bring down the two fighters of the alcohol test, but...

Hobbs sniffed his nose. He smelled a strange smell in the room. Following the smell, Hobbs finally locked his eyes on a plant in the bedroom. It was a lush plant yesterday, only one night later. , the leaves turn yellow and give off a nasty smell.

"This taste is..."

The image of drinking last night flashed through Hobbs' mind.

"Your plant doesn't seem to be energetic~ Come on, I'll help you fertilize." Ron said, unbuttoning his pants and watering the plants in the bedroom, Hobbs followed suit.

"Together, together, drink more water, grow taller~"

But now, not to mention growing taller, this plant will be considered as big if it is not burned to death.

"Hobbs, Hobbs, are you still listening?" The nameless person shouted anxiously on the phone, pulling Hobbs back from his thoughts.

"Of course, what's the matter?"

"Wake Ron up now and let him report to Washington!"

"Did something happen?" Hobbs wondered. In his impression, Anonymous has always been very calm, and even in a dangerous moment, he would issue every precise order in an orderly manner. In such an urgent situation, he It's the first time seeing you.

"Didn't you watch the news? That's right...you two just woke up," Anonymous paused, "A group of terrorists disguised as South Korean missions just invaded the White House, and now the president is under their control. I need Ron's coming right away and deal with them."

"Wait! Why didn't I go?" Hobbs was slightly jealous.

"Hobbs, you are also a very good agent, but this time is different, they actually attacked the White House! That is the political center of the United States!" Having said this, the voice of Anonymous is a little crazy: "Someone must be tough Give them a head-on blow! Otherwise, any small character will want to try their skills here. Compared with Ron, your methods are not strong enough."

Hobbs has a black hair. It was the first time he was told that he was not tough enough, but this time he was convinced. Compared with Roron, who was about to blow up several buildings, Hobbs was not enough. tough.

"OK, I'll wake him up now." Hobbs glanced down, and Ron, who was still soundly asleep, agreed.

"Let him go directly to the military airport. I will prepare a fighter jet and send him over. The passenger plane is too slow. In addition, let her send a list of the things she needs. This time, as long as he doesn't blow up the entire White House , let him do whatever he wants."

It is known that the straight-line distance from Los Angeles to Washington is 1544 kilometers. It takes about three hours for an ordinary civil airliner to fly, but it is different for fighter jets.

Take the F16 in active service in the US military as an example. Its maximum speed is 2175 kilometers per hour. Although it can't last for a few minutes, even at cruising speed, it is still unmatched by civil aviation airliners. It only took less than an hour.

Over Washington, the rear cockpit of the F16 fighter jet that had just arrived here suddenly opened, and Ron was ejected. Then, with the cushion of the parachute, as soon as he landed on the ground, several soldiers rushed up and quickly unwrapped the parachute for him.

"This appearance is well arranged. It gives me a sense of mission to save the world. Maybe I can arrange more appearances like this in the future." Ron stretched out his hand to the unknown man.

"That's because you're really on a mission to save the world now. For the sake of world peace, I think it's better to have as few appearances as you do." Anonymous grabbed Ron's hand and shook it vigorously: " I brought some equipment, I don’t know if it suits your taste, if you need anything else, tell me immediately, I’ll send someone to find it right away, I only have one request, get rid of those sons of bitches!”

"Are you sure?" Ron wondered, "What about that little box?"

What Ron was talking about was the legendary doomsday suitcase carried by the president and controlling the launch of nuclear weapons.

Anonymous pulled Ron aside and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, the Ministry of Defense of that box has already changed the password."

The corner of Ron's mouth twitched. Since the Ministry of Defense said that changing the password will change the password, so what's the point of the president carrying it around?But now is obviously not the time to think about it.

"On behalf of the Department of Homeland Security, I authorize you to take all actions you deem necessary. How long will it take you to rescue the President?"

"I don't know. First of all, you have to let me know what happened today? What's the situation inside now? Did they mention any conditions?"

"What happened today? Someone will give you a briefing later, and there will be instructions on it. As for the situation inside, sorry, I only know that the agents of the Secret Service were attacked by the embassy after they escorted the president into the safe house , They took control of the president. In addition, other terrorists who had ambushed nearby also rushed into the White House. The fortifications in the White House have now become their weapons. As for what they want, I don’t know.”

go here.Anonymous couldn't help urging again. : "Ron, you have to act quickly, before that fool in the parliament exercises the interim presidential power."

Ron frowned slightly when he heard this: "Parliament? Isn't that the third interim presidential successor? Where is the vice president?"

"It's already dead. In the attack just now, another killer went to assassinate the vice president." Having said this, Anonymous's tone increased: "Do you know who the new Speaker of the House of Representatives is? It was also promoted by the military-industrial group. That Charlie Manning! This is a conspiracy against the president! Our enemies are not just those terrorists, the enemy is in our center of power! We must not let them succeed!"

Charlie Manning, this is the second time Ron has heard this name within 24 hours. Of course he knows what kind of lunatic this is, and he is not qualified to rule any country at all.

Not to mention ruling a country, just look at the flooded head. Being a village chief is hard work, and it is because of whimsical and crazy words that he has gained a large number of fans on Twitter, which is why he has come to this point.

This is probably also the tragedy of the American electoral system. Candidates show off their personality charms on various social media one after another, making it look like an entertainment draft, and ordinary people do not have much ability to distinguish right from wrong. In the high position, the one who is finally chosen may even be a burlesque actor.

"OK, I understand. After receiving my new number, immediately cut off all the power supply and network signals of the White House. The generator in the White House is an old model. When switching to the backup power supply, there will be a one-minute interval. I will be there Time to rush in through the front door."

Ron looked at the defense map of the White House, and immediately had an idea in his mind.

"Wait! From the main entrance? Are you crazy? And you're the only one?" Anonymous pulled Ron who was about to move.

"No, I'm not crazy. It's precisely because everyone thinks it's impossible here, so this is the place where they have the most lax ideological defense, and it's easier for one person to move." Ron shook his head: "Of course, in order to cover me I need you to cover the entire White House with smoke bombs and then let the Secret Service strike from the side door to attract attention."

"Well, I can only try it at this time."

As soon as Anonymous gritted his teeth, everyone immediately acted according to Ron's plan.

, the police who had already been waiting in full force around them suddenly fired a large number of smoke bombs at the White House with grenade launchers. Just as the terrorists were waiting in full force, a burst of gunshots sounded like popping beans suddenly came out from the side door. The smoke was unknown, so the terrorists immediately, Converge in that direction and fire.

And Ron took this opportunity, like a runner who heard the firing of the starting gun, sprinted from the main entrance to the White House with all his strength.

"Boom!" In the smoke, Ron seemed to have bumped into someone. Before the other party could speak, Ron took the lead in cursing, "Axiba! Where are the tall feet!"

"Mia Hamida." The person who was knocked down by Ron apologized quickly, and it was indeed in Korean, and Ron fooled him over this level.

Since they attacked the president pretending to be a South Korean mission, and they also have an Asian face, there are only two options for the identity of terrorists. First, Koreans, and second, Japanese pretending to be Koreans, so the language they use is nothing more than It is Korean and Japanese, and Korean is more likely.

Ron had already raided the commonly used terms in these two languages ​​on the plane that arrived, and it would not be a problem to simply confuse them. Facts have proved that he was right in his bet.

After getting in the way, Ron rushed straight into the White House.

"How? Did you succeed?" Anonymous asked anxiously in the headset.

"I succeeded," Ron panted lightly, "but don't stop the assault outside, intensify it, remember, the more fun you make outside, the less they will suspect that someone has sneaked in."

"I'm afraid this is unlikely," Anonymous's voice was a little low: "Just now, Charlie Manning has exercised his third presidential succession, and now the rescue work for the president has been transferred to the Temporary Disaster Response Command Responsible, sorry, from now on, you can only rely on yourself."

"FXXK!" Ron cursed secretly: "I knew you were unreliable, remember, you owe me one more time!"

On the other side, in a fortification in Washington, the temporary disaster response command composed of Charlie Manning has taken over the president's rescue work.

"Who sent the commandos!" Cha Nian looked at the video sent back from the front, and jumped up and cursed: "Don't you know that this will continue to stimulate terrorists? Make them do bad things to the president? Tell them to stop Down!"

"That was an order from the National Security Agency..."

"It doesn't matter who he is! Now all rescue orders must be issued from me! Let them withdraw!" Charlie cursed and sent her little assistant away, and when he turned to face his security consultant, he changed into another picture With a flattering smile, those who didn't know thought that the security adviser was the president.

"Thank you for Lockheed Martin's help. Please tell the board of directors for me. After I become president, I promise to increase military spending immediately and provide more orders for your company."

"That's right. As long as you are obedient, I guarantee that you will always sit in the position of president." The security consultant took a deep breath on his cigar and nodded in satisfaction.

Before taking up the job as a security consultant, he was one of the executive presidents of Lockheed Martin, which is also a major feature of American politics. The identities switch back and forth between businessman and politician.

"Then... when is it going to kill the president?" Charlie asked hesitantly.

"It may take a little time. After all, we still need help. Our Eastern friends can fulfill their little wishes, otherwise we will not be happy when we cooperate in the future. What? You want to teach me how to do things?"

"Of course not!" The security consultant rolled his eyes, and Cha Nian's momentum immediately dropped a little: "I'm just worried that things will change over time."

"Don't worry, everything is under control." The security consultant was about to flick the ashtray, but searched around the table, but couldn't find the ashtray, so Charlie quickly offered his hands.

The security consultant smiled and flicked the ash into his palm in satisfaction.

No matter who is sitting in the position of president?Capital is the real master of this country.

(End of this chapter)