An hour later, the cuckoo left the uncomfortable bunker again and took to the skies. This time, its destination is the low-altitude shuttle port in Khagat.

Kagat, Presidential Emergency Operations Centre.

The Presidential Emergency Operations Center, known as the Heart, is located beneath the Blue Temple, a bunker-like room that is pitifully small compared to the other emergency operations centers located on the land of the Mada Federation, but after all, this is not a dark matter war, it is just an unrestricted warfare-style terrorist attack.

"Is it safe here?" Blake asked softly.

"Unless it's a dark matter missile attack, the low-altitude shuttle will also damage a corner at most. It's 100 meters underground, so rest assured! The security officer replied, patting his chest.

Mr. President only breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly his expression was straight, his face showed a resolute expression, and his feet suddenly sank, and two security guards pushed open the door of the conference room.

He strode into the conference room, his muscles tightened, his teeth clenched, his chin shrunk, his eyes rolled up and down to look at the audience, and a murderous aura suddenly came out.

The vice president is actually his security director, and his wife is there. Of course, Wu Chongyan is also there, some high-ranking officials have just rushed back from abroad, and everyone is sad, but they are secretly happy in their hearts.

"Mr. President."

Julia, Patrak, Parker, DeRosen and others invited the president to his seat.

"Alright, let's get ready for a meeting!" Blake announced that the time for greetings had run out and that it was time to start talking about federal affairs.

Within half an hour, the oval table in the large conference room was already sitting around the supreme head of the federation and his core team, and the second meeting of the federal security executive committee was taking place. The first meeting was held on a cuckoo via a telecommunication device.

Everyone stared at Blake. Waiting for him to set the tone of this meeting.

"Now. The Confederation is at war. Taxpayers need us, buddies. Blake said with his fists clenched.

Everyone could tell that the president's mood was very high.

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement, gritted their teeth to express their inner anger, and there was no disagreement with the president's outright statement that he was going to start a war, and no one dared to disagree.

"Boss, we will do what you say. We will fight wherever you say. Patrak couldn't wait to show his loyalty, much to Julia's displeasure and to Drosen's wondering.

"Mr. President, do you want to understand the situation before you come to this conclusion?" DeRosen coughed lightly twice and whispered a sentence that was very different from his lung capacity.

"The situation is clear." Patrak pulled out a document from behind his ass and put it on the table, "This is the analysis report sent by BCI, war, no doubt. ”

DeRosen frowned and asked, "Why haven't I seen this material?" ”

"Because it just arrived!" Patrak grinned at Blake. He was a close friend of Blake's, albeit only the deputy security officer. But it has long exceeded the power of the position.

Julia and Parker sneered together in their hearts, "This is someone who wants to fight for power." ”

Looking at Patrak's thick nose hair and gray beard, DeRosen was as disgusting as eating a fly, but fortunately he was so black that he couldn't see it even if he was angry and blushing, so he could only clench his fists under the table.

In fact, he himself knew that Blackcla himself entered the campaign team to win over civilians and military forces, but he really didn't expect to be so excluded by Patrak, seeing that the man's wife and hypocrites were smiling secretly in his heart, probably waiting for him to lose his temper.

DeRosen took a deep breath, tried to squeeze out a smile, and said, "That's a reasonable explanation. ”

Patrak sniffled, his bushy nose hair twitching twice, expressing his disdain for the civilian security chief. With only the president in his eyes, he said arrogantly: "It's Ben!" Jal, who orchestrated this, is now hiding in Dorge, in the shelter of the Green Camp or Usu. ”

The Director of Security and Blake quickly exchanged a look, their hearts trembled at the same time, and they asked, "Are you sure?" ”

"That's right." Julia nodded, she didn't even look at the document on the table, because she had already read it.

Blake didn't go to get the information on the table, and neither did the security officer, they only listened to the report, and never had to read it themselves, and of course they didn't need to read it this time.

Blake clenched his hands into fists, his forearms pressed against the table, his chin tucked away forcefully, his eyes still level, and glanced at his men.

Everyone tried to meet the president's gaze and show their support for Blake with a determined look.

"The war plan must be made before the next meeting." Blake said one more thing, and then listened to the advisers arguing about the course of action.

For three hours, Blake listened to the arguments of his close-knit and trusted advisers, but said very little, and he did not slowly open his mouth until his subordinates came up with more than a dozen strike plans.

But he only said one sentence: "Focus on Duoge first, and use other solutions later." ”

"Later?" DeRosen asked suspiciously, as the security officer, he still didn't know much about Blake's intentions.

"Of course there will be a future." Julia snorted, she had always been dissatisfied with Drosen's sluggishness, looking at the big boss, but Blake didn't say anything.

"It's not just a solo campaign, it's strategy." Blake said word for word, trying to act like an emotionless terminator.

Everyone understood at once that what they wanted to discuss was not whether to go to war, but how to fight this war, and the series of wars that followed.

"A war against violent organizations." The man's wife calmly added a few words.

Blake's eyes lit up, and that was exactly what he was looking for.

"Yes, the war against violence." Once again, Blake coined a new word. He looked at the man, Julia, a woman who had been thinking about fighting violent organizations during the previous election, and had a sentence about violent organizations in her speech at the Castle Military Academy the year before, but Blake couldn't remember exactly what it was, as if it was devastating revenge or something.

"Boss, you said the year before last that the government would retaliate devastatingly against any attack. We have issued a side warning to all Usu itself and to the groups that support it. Julia seems to be talking about Blake, but she's actually reminding the president not to forget who is the prophet.

Blake began to smile, then nodded heavily, "They obviously didn't listen to me. (To be continued.) )