Chapter 34: The President Is Killed?
In a few moments, President Obama, the Vice President, and 100 senators and gentlemen walked out of the Senate
The pace is fast.
This time it was just too big, too shocking.
The senators didn't even have time to see the FBI, and they hurried back to their respective territories. Of course, they are not rushing back to deal with government affairs, they don't care, they care about interests.
They must immediately rush back and communicate with the forces of capital behind them.
A senator retrieves his cell phone from his assistant and wants to call someone. However, he pressed the power button for a long time, only to find that he couldn't turn on the machine at all.
The assistant shrugged tragically: "Sorry sir, I don't know what's going on, my phone is also dead." This rotten iPhone often has problems! β
The driver standing next to the assistant also nodded quickly, indicating that his rotten apple also died.
The corners of the senator's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something but didn't.
The senator then walked speechlessly to his car.
The driver hurriedly followed and walked to the front to help the senator open the door......
Pull gently, I wipe, what's the situation, why can't the door open?
The driver was in a hurry, and pulled violently again, but the door still didn't move. The assistant also came to the driver's side, looked at him depressedly, and seemed to ask: What kind of plane are you doing?
Could it be that the car door is locked? The driver hurriedly took out the remote control key and pressed it.
And then the egg! The doors still didn't open. Press again, press again, press again......
"Hurry up!" The senator urged.
Did you encounter a ghost today? The driver was sweating profusely and shivering as he inserted the mechanical lock with the key head. But with a "click", the door opened.
The driver was overjoyed and hurriedly let the senator and assistant get into the car, and then sat in the driver's seat to start the car.
The tragedy happened again, and the car wouldn't start at all.
Failure of the vehicle sensing system, detection radar, information processing system, control system......
, this car is the latest smart bulletproof car given to Mr. Senator by Cruise Industries Group!
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At this moment, it is not only their tragedy, but also the other senators.
The smarter the car, the more it can't drive!
"Mr. President, make my car! It's a little older, but it's still open! The FBI director told President Obama.
President Obama, who was aware of the situation, nodded, and the group headed toward the F.B.I. vehicle.
At this moment, the security captain understood why the dignified FBI director would come out in an old car.
Which of their cars is not equipped with an intelligent system, if it is forcibly ignited and started, and a traffic accident is caused by the failure of a certain system when driving halfway, the consequences will be too strict.
"Go Oregon first!" The FBI director ordered his men.
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at him in amazement, not even Obama.
The FBI director said helplessly: "The White House has also fallen!" β
Obama: "......"
Vice President: "......"
Security Officer: "......"
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Wall Street Journal Headquarters Building, New York.
A young reporter rushed into the building, shouting as he ran, "Big news, big news, big news, big news!" β
The young reporter climbed five flights of stairs in one go and finally reached the editorial office to which he belonged.
"Bang!"
Without even knocking on the door, the young reporter slammed into the house and broke into the editor-in-chief's office.
"Editor-in-chief! Editor-in-chief, I've found big news, I've found ...... Discover ......"
The young reporter was dumbfounded, but see: at this moment, the editor-in-chief is sitting on the couch with a few old editors, leisurely playing poker.
Playing poker?! What's going on?!
"Editor-in-chief, I've found big news." The young journalist shouted.
"Oh!" Hearing this, the editor-in-chief didn't even raise his head, "It's my turn, 3 of hearts!" β
"I'm out of 10!"
"I'm out of the King of Spades!"
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Seeing that everyone ignored him, the young reporter was a little excited, and said loudly again: "Do you know that the whole of New York has encountered a more terrifying cyber attack than the United Kingdom, which is big news, even bigger than the news in the United Kingdom!" β
"I'll make a square 7!"
"Ace of spades! I won! β
At the end of the round, the victorious editor-in-chief was delighted and finally looked up and looked at the young reporter.
The editor-in-chief smiled and asked softly, "Why didn't you call me when you got the big news, and you ran back in person?" β
The young reporter said depressedly: "The phone is dead, and so are the others!" Oh, by the way, everyone's computer won't turn on......"
"So you know!"
The old editors also laughed: "Now all the TV stations in New York have no signal, all the radio stations have no signal, and all the networks are also broken." Now we can't do anything, not even to deliver messages to other branches. β
"You can only play poker!"
"Haha!"
Hearing the words of the crowd, the bright young journalist suddenly had an idea:
"Didn't the president of our group have a helicopter parked on the top floor? We can fly out of New York by helicopter to see it! β
It's okay not to say this, but as soon as he said it, everyone instantly looked at him. There seemed to be only two words in everyone's eyes:
Silly than!
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Port of Tacoma, Washington.
"Woo-woo-woo-woo-" The mournful air defense sirens sounded frantically.
This is the McCord Air Force Base in the United States, where the 62nd and 446th Airlift Wings are stationed. The hangar is home to fighter jets, helicopter gunships, and even B-2A bombers.
"Quick! Fast! "Get on the plane! Get on the plane! ββ¦β¦
Inside the base, one by one elite pilots rushed to their respective fighters amid the shouts of the officers.
As fighter pilots, at any time, they have to do only one thing, that is: the first time, find their own fighter, and then-
Turn it on!
Unfortunately, the tragedy is ......
"Report! All military networks at our base have been completely disrupted! β
"Report! All the fighters have problems. Failure of radar system, failure of control system, failure of flight control system......"
"Report! The anti-aircraft missile system is paralyzed and inoperable! β
One by one, Air Force staff officers rushed into the general's office in a panic and reported to their own general.
"General, we are under attack, we are under a powerful attack!"
"General, ask for help, ask for help urgently!"
The general, who is in his 50s, is sweating profusely and directing technical troops, trying to contact the outside world. However, no way is useful.
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Florida. Mayport Naval Base.
The huge operational command center was extremely busy at this time, and one by one correspondents were urgently contacting the White House and contacting the Department of Defense.
"Report to the general, there is no response from the Ministry of Defense!"
"Report to the general, there is no response from the White House!"
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Could it be that Mr. President and Mr. Secretary of Defense, they have all been killed? The naval officers speculated in horror, and everyone looked at the general.
The general kept walking back and forth, anxious.
What to do? What to do?
After a moment, the general stopped and turned back suddenly:
"Order: F-15E attack aircraft formation to take off immediately!"
"Order: F-35A fighter formations take off immediately!"
"Order: Contact the Atlantic Naval Fleet immediately and have their Marines rush to Washington quickly!"
The officers raised their hands instantly:
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