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Even the members of the Intelligence Committee, which manages the entire British intelligence community, have already arrived. Everyone was waiting for news.

"Haven't you deciphered it yet?" Commissioner Alston asked.

Hearing this, everyone shook their heads.

How important is a special phone number for the president of a country, let alone a hegemon of the planet like the United States.

"It's hard, it's hard! Cryptographers say there are 32 layers of encryption! ”

An intelligence officer explained to his superiors.

However, as the commissioner in charge of the British intelligence community, Alston did not care about this.

He only wants results, and all he wants is results!

"Time is pressing, no matter what method you use, within 12 hours, I must know the content of the target's call."

No wonder Auston is so anxious, because a day has passed, and only two days are the day of the "G88" global summit.

Whatever action the United States takes, it must be chosen before the "G88", otherwise it will be useless.

"Did you hear that?!" Auston shouted.

“yessir！” Everyone nodded in unison.

Buckingham Palace.

A palace attendant came in a hurry to report to Prime Minister Cameron.

"President Obama is sick and not attending the luncheon!"

What the?

Cameron was suddenly shocked, Obama didn't even plan to eat lunch? What exactly does he want to do?

"Where's little Ike now?" Cameron asked in a deep voice.

"Playing with Miss Alice and Her Majesty the Princess!"

Hearing this, Prime Minister Cameron frowned.

What is Obama's preference for skipping meals and pretending to be sick? What exactly is he waiting for?

Could it be, could it be......

"Send this news to the Intelligence Committee immediately for analysis!"

"Yes, Your Excellency, Prime Minister!"

……

Receiving the new information from Mr. Prime Minister, all the intelligence officers were extremely puzzled.

What exactly does the President of the United States want to do? You must know that if he does this, it will arouse our alarm!

Why would he rather keep Britain on the alert than feign illness?

"Call Buckingham Palace and ask them to send a doctor to take a look!" Commissioner Alston commanded.

"Yes, Mr. Commissioner!"

After a while, the intelligence officer reported: "A doctor has been dispatched, but he has been rejected by President Obama's bodyguards." They claim that Mr. President just needs to rest! ”

As soon as these words came out, an elite agent shouted violently:

"No, he doesn't need a break! It's ......"

Everyone turned their heads in unison, their eyes blazing at the man.

"He's waiting for the second, more important call!"

“what？！” "What?!" "Oh my!" ……

At this moment, the rooms of Buckingham Palace. A hurried telephone rang in the bedroom of the President of the United States.

"Jingle bell!" "Jingle bell!" ……

President Obama, who was "seriously ill," got up in an instant and answered the phone.

"I'm Obama!"

A solemn voice rang out on the phone: "Mr. President: The Atlantic Fleet is in place; ICBMs are in place; The B22 bomber formation was in place; You are a second order rescuer, please protect yourself at 7 o'clock! ”

"I understand, goodbye!"

"I wish you a safe return! Good bye! ”

The call lasted only 11 seconds, and then the call was hung up.

"Someone!" Obama put down the phone and shouted.

Hearing the shout, the bodyguards guarding the door immediately opened the door and entered the house.

"Sir, please command!"

"Go to Ike and tell him I'm sick and let him come and see me!"

“yessir！”

……

In the basement of the palace, the leader of the eavesdropping team was anxiously yelling:

"How many radio waves did you just capture?"

"Report: Only 2 seconds!"

What the? Only two seconds?

The leader of the eavesdropping team shouted again: "Send it back to HQ immediately and decipher what it was before!" ”

"Yes, Team Leader!"

After receiving another garbled call from the eavesdropping team, the deciphering experts who were busy at the headquarters were overjoyed.

"Boot up the supercomputer and compare the two contents!"

Commissioner Alston immediately agreed to the experts' request.

Ten minutes later, the UK's 'Hector' supercomputer was launched, analyzing two pieces of intelligence at a rate of 100 trillion times per second......

One hour, two hours, three hours......

Time flies, and the sun in the sky has reached the west and is about to set.

At this point, the chefs at Buckingham Palace have prepared dinner; There are President Obama's, there are Ike's, there are British Prime Ministers, etc......

Royal Dining Room.

Prince Charles, as the host, was the first to arrive, and when he saw that the tableware and chairs had been arranged, he immediately ordered the palace attendants to invite the guests.

Not long after, Prime Minister Cameron came; The dignitaries of the government came; The princes and princesses are coming.

Nothing else!

Such an abnormal situation made everyone's hearts extremely frightened.

"What's going on? What about little Ike? What about Alice? ”

Cameron and the others looked at Princess Eugenie, because she had been playing with little Ike for the past few days.

Feeling the questioning gaze of everyone, Princess Eugenie frowned and said, "This afternoon, Mr. President's bodyguard came to pick up Ike and said: Mr. President is sick and wants him to visit!" ”

So, Ike took Miss Alice and left! I have no reason to stop! ”

When the voice fell, Prime Minister Cameron immediately spoke, and there seemed to be a bit of complaint in his voice.

"Then Her Royal Highness the princess should also inform us!"

Princess Eugenie wanted to cry aggrievedly: "I arranged for someone to inform Mr. Prime Minister!" ”

"Then why didn't I receive ......"

At this moment, Cameron's voice paused, and endless horror came to his heart.

There is a mole? There was a mole in Buckingham Palace?!

"Quick, find my communications officer! I suspect he has defected! ”

“yessir！”

"Prince Charles, please come with me and invite Obama and Ike over for dinner!"

Prince Charles nodded immediately, and then followed Prime Minister Cameron to the accommodation of the American personnel.

There is a two-storey European-style attic.

At this point, it's 6.30pm UK time.

Obama sat on the couch on the first floor, looking up at his watch from time to time, as if to signal his inner turmoil.

As president of the United States, he is only a second-order officer.

What does this mean?

This means that at the critical moment, he needs to stand up and sacrifice to buy time for the first order.

Who is the first order?

It's obvious - it's only Ike!

At this time, Ike was also on the first floor, also sitting on the sofa. He stared intently at Obama, as if to discern a flower from him.

Obama ignored him.

Seeing that he was being ignored, Ike became angry and questioned loudly, "Sir, aren't you sick?" How do I think you ......"

Before the words were finished, at this moment, the huge metal electronic speaker shook Ike's soul:

"Warning, Ike Native, computers loaded with stellar cyber attack weapons are activating! Warning, Ike Native, computers loaded with stellar cyber attack weapons are activating! Warning, warning, warning......"

Damn, what's the situation?!

Is America crazy? Do they want to launch a cyber nuclear attack on the British capital?

Oh my god, this is going to start a world war!

"Warning, Ike Native, the computer has been booted up, and the interface is opening......"

"Warning, Ike Native, the interface has been opened......"

……

It's coming, it's coming!

The big watermelon, which once shocked the whole world, is coming!

…… (To be continued.) )