It was a hard day.

The president in the Oval Office is on pins and needles.

The chief of staff advised him to hide in an underground bomb shelter to avoid the worst possible outcome, and it was too late to escape.

"Your Excellency the President, we can't put all our hopes on Major General Cavell."

He said.

"So what else can be done? Do you want to ask the British for help, or look for the red brown bear from Siberia? This is not the Third World War, there are no Allies, they will only say perfunctory diplomatic rhetoric while quietly waiting for the collapse and fall of the United States! ”

The president took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his reddened nose.

At this moment, he even wanted to learn from the hanging head and scolded the last sentence "Mom provokes Fack".

"I can only believe in Superman, work miracles again! At least Boston and Philadelphia haven't fallen yet, and millions of citizens of New York are waiting for news of victory. ”

Mr. President's voice exuded a sense of exhaustion, and he said seriously: "At this time, if it is rumored that the president has left the White House and hid in an underground bomb shelter, what should the people in New York think?" People may not notice the fleeing soldiers, but they will definitely spit on the fleeing generals! ”

The chief of staff had nothing to say but to remain silent.

Since the two atomic bombs were dropped and detonated, not only the neon island countries have a serious psychological shadow area, but the Soviet Union has also actively developed the nuclear industry.

There is no ambiguity on the Bald Eagle side, the military has long established a secret force of helicopter pilots and ground crews at Olmsted Air Force Base in Pennsylvania.

They are on standby and have the important task of rescuing the president and cabinet members in the event of a nuclear attack on their homeland.

As soon as the White House signals for emergency rescue, the force arrives as quickly as possible and escorts the president to an underground bomb shelter in Mount Weser.

"God forbid!"

Mr. President looked out the window, and the verdant lawn was empty.

Air raid sirens have long been sounded, reminding ordinary people in Washington, D.C., not to go out.

It's like going back to World War II!

"Maybe worse than a world war."

Mr. President smiled wryly.

At least World War II didn't really affect the home base of the United States, which was fought on other people's turf.

But now, Atlantis' army may soon be in Washington, D.C.

The slow passage of time minute by minute, the sound of the minute and second hands moving in the room is exceptionally clear.

The chief of staff sat back on the sofa with a sad expression on his face, as if he was about to sacrifice his life for the country.

Jingle bells! Jingle bells!

The phone, which was on the large desk, suddenly chirped sharply.

Mr. President's arm, propped up on the table, trembled visibly.

He took a deep breath and picked up the vibrating microphone.

The chief of staff carefully watched the president's expression, expecting a glimmer of victory on his wrinkled, tired face.

The voice on the other end of the phone spoke quickly and quickly, so that he could not hear the specific content.

"Minister Nimitz."

The president's face was calm, and he said in an accentuated tone: "Please help me convey my sincere gratitude to Major General Cavill, who has once again ended a war!" He is a hero of the nation! ”

It's a very short sentence, and it contains extremely strong emotions.

After putting down the microphone, the president propped his hands on the table.

His chest heaved and his wheezing was heavy.

After waiting for several minutes, the president calmed down his excitement, raised his head again, and said forcefully: "Hold a press conference and tell the people waiting for news that we have won!" ”

The chief of staff was stunned for a moment, making sure he had heard correctly, and waved his arms vigorously, letting out a gaffe cheer.

"I'll do it right away! Your Excellency President, in which direction should I write my speech? Is it to emphasize the country's leadership decision-making and the effective cooperation of the armed forces, or to highlight the ...... Major General Cavill? ”

After also sorting out his emotions for a few minutes, the chief of staff asked hesitantly.

If the exploits of Major General Cavill are highlighted, then there must be a reward.

How long after the end of World War II, he was promoted to general?

This kind of promotion speed is a bit unbelievable!

"Of course, to tell the people truthfully that Superman has once again stopped this war and brought peace to everyone."

Mr. President pondered for a moment and gave an answer.

During his tenure, it was always right to have a good relationship with Mr. Major General.

As for how to prevent superhuman power from becoming too powerful, leave it to the next person in charge.

"By the way, remember to contact Major General Cavill, and we will meet in two hours for negotiations, and he will be the representative."

Mr. President admonished.

Young people love to be in the limelight.

It is believed that Superman will not be an exception.

The task of negotiating with Atlantis was left to Mr. Major General and S.H.I.E.L.D.

……

……

"The land world has agreed to negotiate on Liberty Island in the Hudson River."

Namor holds his hands on his chair and reluctantly accepts the brutal reality of losing the war.

News came from the royal city of Posedonia that an explosion had occurred in the trench above, burying a third of the slum area beyond the protective shield.

To make matters worse, the landers have even more powerful weapons that are being prepared to be dropped.

Unless Namor leads his army and returns to the city immediately to protect the crystal, he will most likely become a fallen king.

Then comes the vexing question that Superman may be waiting to be delivered to his door in the Atlantic.

After careful consideration, Namor could only agree to the option of negotiation.

In any case, this war cannot be advanced for the time being.

He could only go back to the city to replenish his equipment and physical strength, and then consider issues such as protecting crystals and bulldozing the opponent's line.

"Damn bastards! Why is a mere lander so strong!? ”

Namor cursed to himself.

The thought of seeing Superman later, made my chest ache faintly.

He had originally decided to let the Hammerhead Shark Clan's legion leader do it for him, but unfortunately the other party's weight was not enough, and he might fall into trouble when negotiating.

Mr. Xiao, who is a suitable candidate, said that when he was doing multi-person sports at night and challenging the limit, he accidentally twisted his waist for a while, and it was difficult to take the errand.

"Fortunately, there are also continental shelf oscillators, which are the chips...... Bring the golden trident back, otherwise the king's seat will not be secure. ”

Namor made up his mind and cheered himself up.

After the last painful defeat, Superman left a deep shadow on his heart.

Awaken the innate abilities of mutants, plus the royal blood of Atlantis.

Under the double reinforcement, Namor has hardly met an opponent and maintains a rare winning streak.

Until I met Superman-

Miserable to be hanged and beaten!

The winning streak is over!

A fork pierces the chest!

Escape!

The peak life of sitting on the throne and ruling the four oceans took a sharp turn for the worse, becoming a complete tragedy.

"Let the Legion Commander bring enough warriors! We are only negotiating with the landers, not surrendering! You have to show the other party the strength of Atlantis! ”

Namor said in a deep voice.

The clerk in the chamber nodded yes.

Silently slandered in his heart, the rear base camp was almost ended, this is not a surrender?

……

……

Two hours later, Hudson River, Liberty Island.

A giant ship resembling a sea dragon docks on Liberty Island, the exclusive flagship of the King of Atlantis.

The Hammerhead Shark Legion is strong, and the royal guards are menacing, defending Namor with a crown on his head, as if they were the victors.

On the side of the U.S. military, there are only the Atlantic Fleet, which has withdrawn to the mainland and lined up, and a group of senior Admiralty officials with shocked faces.

Where have they ever seen such a big scene!

The blue-skinned Atlanteans rode a hideous and terrifying four-legged sea beast, exuding a fierce aura.

Massive ships as strong as fortresses, casting shadowy silhouettes that shade the sun, like a sleeping sea dragon.

"What about Major General Cavill? Haven't arrived yet? ”

Nimitz of the Admiralty asked quietly.

At this moment, only Superman can calm the field!

"Probably still on the way."

Another general replied.

"The land people, the great Lord of the Seven Seas, the ruler of the four seas, the king of Atlantis, ask you, who is the negotiator of the land world?"

The Sharkhead Legion Captain asked in a stiff tone.

Senior Admiralty officer, you look at me, I look at you, indicating that I don't know how to answer.

"Negotiators are ......"

Nimitz stepped forward, but was interrupted by a commotion before he could finish speaking.

He followed the exclamations of the crowd and looked in the direction of Upper New York Bay.

A figure appears!

Exactly Superman!

"Major General Cavill, this is ......"

Nimitz was puzzled.

He saw the young major general, armed with a golden trident, stomping on the river.

Whoa!

The water is rippling!

Like an invisible force, forcibly parting the surging Hudson River.

A straight passage suddenly appeared!

The bright sunlight cast down like a layer of golden light on Luke's body.

With this scene, it is like a perfect reproduction of the holy scriptures, making him like a god who has descended on earth!