"What are you talking about? Beautiful lady, the United States is firmly opposed to terrorism. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Johnson's expression was puzzled: "We are the cradle of democracy, so how can we do something that violates democracy?"

Tirpitz shook his head: "Haven't you American, always done this? Whether it's in the Middle East or in the Asia-Pacific region, how many countries have you 'democratically' destroyed?"

"That's the will of their people themselves, and the U.S. is just helping them do it. ”

"It's ridiculous. Tirpitz asked Johnson with a little sarcasm: "What if the Russians, or the Chinese, dismember the United States in the same way?"

Tirpitz didn't wait for Johnson to answer, she pushed the door straight out and left the White House.

On the other side, Cheng Songwen walked alone on the street, but because of her ship outfit, she only wore the round bridge on her head to show her identity.

"Hey, that ship's lady over there!" a gendarme called Cheng Songwen to stop.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Songwen saw the word MP on the man's shoulder: "Mr. Gendarme." ”

The gendarme's facial muscles twitched: "Well, please summon your ship's suit, because I need to make sure you're a ship's maiden and not the deep sea." ”

Cheng Songwen was stunned on the spot, her ship's uniform was black, didn't she want her life.

"Well, I beg your understanding, because my ship's outfit is a little... Blame. Cheng Songwen lowered his head and summoned his own ship.

After seeing Cheng Songwen's black ship uniform, the gendarme stretched out his hand generously: "Hello, friend from the deep sea, this is the first time you have come to the Atlantic theater?"

"Uh, well, I'm coming from the other side of the Pacific. Cheng Songwen was particularly puzzled in his heart, didn't the ship's mother fight the deep sea? Is the Atlantic really peaceful?

"You see you're scared, the Atlantic welcomes any peace-loving wive, and that includes you in the deep sea. With that, the gendarme took out a pamphlet from his pocket: "Tourist brochure, welcome again to the Atlantic." ”

Cheng Songwen observed at this time that the surrounding passers-by cast hostile glances at this place: "It seems that some people here do not welcome me. ”

The gendarme replied with some embarrassment: "Well, this is a social problem, you know, human beings are not simple. However, I think Master Tirpitz will solve this problem

"Maybe, thank you. Cheng Songwen said goodbye to the friendly gendarme, and when he walked past a passerby, Cheng Songwen heard a vicious word: a dog thing in the deep sea.

In the Pacific Ocean, the steel storm in the deep sea stopped on the line from the Philippines to Guam, and the Pacific theater forcibly recruited a large number of people to send them to the battlefield, barely blocking the attack of the deep sea.

This was the opportunity of the base, and Commissar Tan and the KGB personnel came to the floating island fortresses of the Pacific Theater of Operations, which became water cities in peacetime and were inhabited by most of the inhabitants of the Pacific Theater.

From the first day he came here, Political Commissar Tan had seen too many tragedies, troop carriers speeding by one by one, and all people between the ages of twelve and eighty had to join the army.

There was not a single pedestrian on the street, and Political Commissar Tan sighed at this time: "War is the same in any world." ”

A couple of trucks drove by, and unlike the others, they smelled.

Commissar Tan immediately ran to follow, and he thought there was a lot of work in it.