The moment he saw that line, Meadows's whole body trembled, and then he regained his composure, but his trembling hands still betrayed his heart.

This is a directive from the Supreme Commander of The Salvation Army!

Personally ordered by the savior and commander who has saved the world many times!

Give him a mission order to a private in the Salvation Army himself!

As one of the first members of the old Salvation Army, Meadows tugged at his tie vigorously and felt that his breathing became much easier.

This news is really shocking.

He immediately began to peruse the instructions that followed.

But what he didn't expect was that the following instructions were only one sentence and very brief:

Bring a pen into the Oval Office.

Pen?

Meadows was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he still had a pen on his desk.

It's a silver-grey fountain pen with a streamlined and modern look that looks unique.

He didn't remember having such a pen.

Meadows pulled off the cap of the pen and swiped it on the table, and it was immediately a clear black handwriting.

This pen is very smooth to use, but it is a good pen.

It's just that why did the commander-in-chief order him to bring this pen into the Oval Office?

Meadows' face was solemn, and thoughts quickly flashed through his mind.

In his memory, during the Cold War, the Eagle Nation and the Soviet Union used to make pen-shaped guns and poison needles and the like, which could kill a person in an extremely stealthy state.

Even a few years ago, the Russians assassinated Skleepal with a poison needle in a pen launcher.

Did the commander want him to kill...... Kill the one in the Oval Office?

Or was it just a weapon, and he was only responsible for bringing it into the Oval Office, and someone else was on an assassination mission?

The president of the world's number one power, assassinated in his office?

If that's the case, it's bound to be a mess in the world!

The first to suffer is the entire Eagle Country!

It could even lead to a civil war!

After all, those conservative forces are likely to push everything on the Democratic Party, is there another Civil War?

Thinking of the strength of the developer of the "real apocalyptic game" who had been in control of everything in the shadows, and the omnipresent power of the commander of the Salvation Army, Meadows couldn't help but tremble all over.

What the hell is that commander going to do?

Although he saw the catastrophe that humanity could encounter from the "real apocalyptic game", and also saw the efforts of the commander to turn the tide in reality, Meadows still found it difficult to betray his country and assassinate his own president.

It was completely contrary to the philosophy of his heart.

It's just that the commander must have a reason for doing this...... Or did he see that the president's actions could lead to a deterioration of the global international situation, which in turn would lead to World War III?

No, maybe the commander just has his own selfishness and wants to ...... Want to do something he wouldn't have guessed possible?

Meadows is at war with his trust and admiration for his commander-in-chief, and his patriotism and loyalty to the country in which he lives.

It's hard to choose.

Maybe he should report the existence of the "real doomsday game" to the one in the Oval Office, to the Pentagon, so that the White House can be wary?

At the very least, the Secret Service should be on alert......

Thinking of this, Meadows turned on his computer, passed several extremely complex fingerprints and passwords, logged into the White House's internal network, and began to record some information about the "real apocalyptic game" and the Salvation Army in a reporting system.

Before, he was just bent on following the Salvation Army to save the world, but when it comes to his country and the president, everything is different.

In the end, he chose his homeland.

"Alas......"

At this moment, a sigh suddenly sounded in his office, causing Meadows to feel a chill all over, and the cold hairs on his back suddenly stood up, followed by cold sweat breaking out.

He is the only one in this office, how can there be a second person's voice?

He was bewildering when he heard another soft voice:

"You chose to be faithful in the end, and I don't know whether to praise you or express regret for you."

At this time, Meadows finally realized that the place where the voice came from was the fountain pen in front of him!

"Commander? Developers? Is that you!? I beg your pardon for my presumptuousness...... Why did you give this task? Could it be that the one in the Oval Office is going to destroy the whole world? ”

Realizing that it was the sound of the pen in front of him, and understanding that it should be a sound transmission device, Meadows relieved himself and asked respectfully.

"Maybe I should have made up a prophecy of a blonde boy destroying the world to make you feel more at ease, but deception isn't what I'm good at after all...... The reason why I want to do it to the blonde boy is only because he is blocking my pace of uniting the entire human civilization. ”

The voice from the pen was calm and unmistakable, making Meadows look solemn and say slowly:

"Commander, please forgive me for not obeying my orders...... This reason sounds more like an excuse for a totalitarian...... Although I admire what you have done for the human world, I am also an Eagle Nation and cannot betray my homeland...... The assassination of the president is the greatest betrayal ...... the motherland"

Before he could finish his last sentence, Meadows suddenly flipped the folder on the table, threw the pen out of the air, and then ran towards the door.

Whatever the pen was, whether it was a sound transmission device, a weapon, or a bomb, as long as he rushed out of the office, he would be safe for the time being.

He wants to report to the president immediately!

With the Eagle Nation's strongest technological and military strength in the world, it is even enough to find the developer of the "real apocalyptic game" and the leader of the Salvation Army hidden in the shadows.

Just then, the door to the office slammed open, and a young woman with a document in her hand rushed in and bumped into Meadows, knocking him back.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Chief of Staff, are you alright?"

The young woman immediately stepped forward to help Meadows up, and apologized repeatedly.

Meadows had already discovered in an instant that the woman was none other than Lewinsky, a new intern in the White House.

"Quick, get out of here and alert the Secret Service!" Meadows said loudly, only to find that his arm was being clutched by the other party, as if trapped in an iron hoop.

The heavy wooden door closed again, and Lewinsky still kept apologizing:

"I'm sorry to have you caught yourself in such a difficult choice, but there is no need for a choice soon, the Commander-in-Chief will make the final decision on your behalf and send a close friend of Mr. President to his side......"

Meadows' eyes were round and creepy, and he instantly understood what the other party meant.

This Lewinsky is also a member of the Salvation Army!

He subconsciously asked:

"What...... What best friend? ”

In the next moment, I saw that Lewinsky's face melted like a candle, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into the face of a handsome middle-aged man.

With a warm smile, gray hair, a big nose and a beard, the man looked like a kind philanthropist.

"Love...... Epstein!? Meadows's voice trembled, as if he had seen a ghost.