"Woo woo woo ......"

"Fluttering ......"

The RQ/MQ-9 Predator drone retracted its landing gear and the nose indicator flashed, forming a reconnaissance/attack squadron, which took off from Andrews Air Force Base and flew quickly towards the target. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

……

The stars in the night, the White House suspended in the air at an altitude of more than 700 meters should have been cold and windy, so cold that people couldn't stand it, but Banning had been standing on the lawn for a long time, not to mention the oppressive cold wind, and he didn't even feel a little breeze, as if the White House had been completely isolated from the outside world at this moment, and had become a solitude like another world.

However, Banning would rather be too cold to stand it, and it is this abnormal phenomenon that makes people feel even more irritable and restless in the depths of their hearts, always looking up at the sky from time to time.

It's been almost ten hours.

It's been almost ten hours since the incident.

Even if Banning doesn't have to receive the news from the ground, he can know what kind of boiling state the world will be, compared to the simple White House being hijacked by terrorists, the current strange situation is not like adding fuel to the fire, it should be pouring magma.

"How's that going, Mr. President?"

Banning sighed, turned his head to the headset and asked.

"The meal has been completed, and discussions are underway with the emergency joint meeting."

"Well, that's good."

Banning's eyes suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and he suddenly looked up, and was shocked to find that the man who had been suspended in the air for nearly ten hours was actually sinking at this moment!

"All the units are on alert at once, and the target, the target is down."

In fact, he didn't need to say much, there were always seven snipers who aimed their scopes at the target, and as soon as the target moved, the muzzle of the gun also moved, and then heard the loud warning from Banning, all of them suddenly tensed, and their faces were nervous and they took out their guns.

At a height of only a few tens of meters, the mysterious man quickly landed and stood firmly, such an unsuspecting appearance, it can be said that as long as Banning gives an order, seven snipers can casually send a bullet into the back of the man's head, temples, eyebrows and other deadly positions.

But Banning did not give the order for such an attack.

He didn't dare to give it either.

The first suspect in the current situation of the White House is this man, and it is difficult to predict what effect ordinary individual conventional weapons can have on him.

Secondly, if the attack really had an effect, could it still be thought that they could safely land on the ground at an altitude of more than 700 meters?

Anyway, those who are here will definitely die, and there will be no escape.

"Arrange for me to speak with your president."

Just as Banning was about to tell the above, who knew that the mysterious man in front of him glanced at him indifferently and actually spoke.

At this opening, Banning's expression moved, and he felt that this man was speaking with a Northeastern state accent, neither curling his tongue, nor pronouncing long vowels into short vowels, with a bit of New Jersey and New York flavors.

"Wait, ...... the hell you"

"It's a notice, and you can take it as an order."

The man ignored Banning's opinion and walked forward, as had happened this morning.

"Click."

Dozens of guns were pointed at the man, but they couldn't stop the man from striding forward.

Cold sweat kept pouring down Banning's forehead, and he knew that all around him were waiting for his order to shoot, but he must not shoot.

"Banning, the president's orders, bring him to the conference room."

The sudden sound of the headset made Banning's expression tense, a little hesitant and a little hesitant, but in the end, he still didn't say anything against it, "Yes." ”

"Your Excellency, please come with me, Mr. President is waiting for you in the conference room." Banning cleared the way ahead.

The man doesn't seem to have much of a shelf, or, in his eyes, it's nothing at all.

He walked straight and steady behind Banning, surrounded by guards and agents, looking nervous to the limit, and although he lowered the muzzle of his gun at the command, the gun in his hand was always activated.

It's in the conference room.

The president and vice president, the secretary of state, the secretary of homeland security, and many other senior officials are already waiting inside.

No one sat in the chair, and when the man walked in, all he saw was everyone standing, and as soon as they entered, they were greeted by all the eyes.

In everyone's eyes, there was not only uneasiness, fear and nervousness, but also a lot of curiosity and anger.

The various emotions of human beings are absorbed by men one by one, and this group of high-ranking officials standing in the conference room can basically be said to be the least handful of people standing at the peak of the global human political and power pyramid, and their words and deeds and any decisions will have a great impact on the entire human society, and they are a few elites of the highest class who deserve it.

The pressure brought by the concentrated gaze of so many elites is not at all something that normal people can bear, but for a man who is already at the top of the earth's biological chain and is basically another creature, these concentrated gazes are similar to ants.

He didn't even have to move his fingers.

With just a small thought, no matter how great the power and wealth are, everyone here will be completely reduced to a pulp that no one can tell in 0.01 seconds.

Worse than mashed potatoes.

"I know what you're trying to ask."

Before the American president could speak, the man's understated voice had already spread throughout the conference room.

"You can call me 'Executivesword.'"

“executivesword？”

Everyone looked at each other, is this a name? Where did anyone use the name "Sword Bearer"?

It's not so much a name as a code name, one that is similar to the meaning of deterrent.

President Barack groaned and decided to follow the man's word and refer to him as Mr. "E."

"Mr. E...... Pls all the things that happened today ......"

"You're right, and it's from me."

The man simply admitted that he looked at everyone, obviously with very calm eyes, but everyone felt a heavy pressure, and they did not dare to look at them head-on.

"Why are you doing this?" Barack's complexion changed slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of silver liquid flew out of the man's black trench coat without warning, and they looked like a mist of countless mercury droplets, tumbling and spinning and rapidly expanding into a plane, smoother than the smoothest mirror, and then the color suddenly changed, and various images appeared like a display screen.

"There is no statement from the US government regarding the incident that took place this morning......

"It's still unclear what's going on inside the White House, but there have been mass demonstrations in New York, Philadelphia, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Seattle and other places, and it is reported that many self-proclaimed Protestant religions have been founded, and they believe that God is responsible for the White House incident......

All kinds of international news were dazzlingly displayed on this plane, leaving dozens of people in the conference room dumbfounded.

Of course, it is not that I am shocked by these news, but that the special methods used by the man in front of me who calls himself "Executivesword" are at a level that cannot be reached by current technology.

Rather than the so-called gods, those present believed that the man in front of him was an extraterrestrial creature dressed in human skin.

“……”

Barack quietly watched the news of dozens of well-known media, maybe half a minute, maybe a minute, all in all, when he focused his eyes on the man again, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and regained the composure that a superpower president should have: "Mr. E, your purpose? You must have your own purpose in doing this kind of thing, right? ”

Ordinary people have their own goals for doing this kind of thing.

Of course, this does not deny the possibility that the other party is a madman, but fortunately, judging from the current exchange, it is very unlikely that Barack thinks the other party is a madman.

The other party's speech is clear and coherent, his eyes are calm and clear, and he is by no means a madman, and his mental state is unstable.

When this sentence was asked, the room was silent until the needle fell, and all eyes were focused on the man to see how he answered.

"It's simple."

The man glanced indifferently at everyone present.

"Within a year, all the 'major powers' in the world will unite to form a political, economic, and military alliance, eliminate all stockpiles of nuclear weapons, recover all military bases stationed abroad, and reduce most of the military expenditures......

(To be continued.) )