Faced with the collapse of Charlie, the president helplessly looked at General Marshall beside him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info General Marshall was expressionless, staring at Charlie, and trembling slightly as he spoke: "You have done your best." Dr. Kuhlman betrayed us, and I should have known it—I should have known it. ”

The general muttered to himself in pain, Shaoqing raised his head, with a resolute indifference, and ordered Charlie, who tilted his head and trembled, with the power of not being angry: "But you must get through, in the name of the remnants of the Navy SEALs!" Charlie! The SEALs are not yet destroyed, and I will give this remnant more power, give you the best equipment, and turn you into angry ghosts to judge your enemies in the corners of the earth! Charlie, you have to survive the trauma, because you must be in this revenge. ”

Charlie gritted his teeth and choked, tears streaming down his face and no longer squeaking.

General Marshall was well aware of Charlie's situation. Twenty minutes after the battle, when the Mexican SWAT team found Charlie at the door of the police station, the man had lost 3,000 milliliters of blood and entered hemorrhagic shock, combined with microcirculatory disorders, moderate hypoxia in tissue cells, and serious accumulation of metabolic wastes. The Central Hospital of Mexico chose the old rescue method: two intravenous infusion channels, a large amount of fluids, and at the same time transfusion of concentrated red blood cells to quickly restore blood volume. As a result, the surging fresh blood rushed away the old blood clot in Charlie's body, causing a second-degree internal bleeding. When the Mexican doctor was helpless, Charlie broke through the threshold of death with his tenacious will, and with the help of the body's own repair mechanism, he compensated for the wounded vascular network and woke up thirty-two hours later.

But the physical trauma, Charlie has become accustomed to; Only the mental impact made Charlie almost collapse after waking up. The psychiatrist watched over Charlie the whole time, trying to save Charlie from PTSD, but the man had fallen into deep depression, was heavily paranoid, and always refused to be consulted by the psychiatrist.

No one knew what Charlie was thinking, he was like a weeping corpse, without expression and heart.

But General Marshall blamed himself even more, because there was a problem in the internal affairs, so the blame was actually placed on the top. Dr. Kuhlman's defection doomed Charlie's special forces to the abyss of hell.

General Marshall concealed his mood, still majestic and strong, glared at the weak Charlie, and ordered categorically: "Colonel, I order you to stop crying and crying, and stand up like a soldier for me!" America's interests have been eroded, and now her freedom is facing a catastrophe! You, as the leader of the remnants of the army, as the returning hero, must stand up and call on our people to come to their senses, and to start an even more tragic battle to completely cut off the leeches from the United States! ”

The president turned his head in astonishment and looked at General Marshall.

Charlie's tears were dried by the cold wind, he lowered his head and pursed his lips, trembling and trying to stand up, so frightened that the soldiers on both sides hurriedly stretched out their hands and held him to stand firm in the cold wind. Charlie raised his head with difficulty, his lips wrinkled, his eyes squinted blankly, and his teeth chattered: "The truth, General." ”

Charlie was angry, but he changed his previous weakness and decadence, and became eager and eager, like a cannon "sizzling" burning the fuse: "I heard the conspiracy, General." I need the truth, General, to tell me everything. ”

The general turned his head and stared fiercely at the messy president in the wind, his old face was red with the hidden rage, his blue eyes were like knives, and his white lips trembled under his mustache, staring at the president, and replied to Charlie: "You will enter politics as a battle hero, Charlie." Eren is dead, and his career must be inherited by you! You are full of hatred so unyielding, you are cold and decisive so you are ruthless, and the sheep with the ballot love you like this! It's time for an agent to clean it all up, you're in the business of assassination, so you're not going to be assassinated like Lincoln, you're not going to be poisoned like Harrison, you're not going to die like Taylor, oh my gosh, the president's death rate is higher than fucking Baghdad! ”

The cold wind resounded with the general's angry roar, and the old man could not bear to speak wildly, and his white beard trembled wildly. He finally stared at Charlie, who was gritting his teeth, and the two passionate men looked at each other with sparks, listening to the general's desperate shout: "The most important thing, Charlie, you are not a sissy, I know you are not!" ”

Mrs. Clinton's face turned pale, swayed in the wind, and was held up by the staff officer. She lowered her head and rubbed her hands to reveal the old woman's weak hesitation, looked up and tried to compose herself, "Do you have to make such a dangerous decision now, Marshall?" We all know that it was the spear of God. ”

"But what is the purpose!" General Marshall shouted, and the fury of the five-star general deafened the president's ears: "There is no doubt that it is war!" I could see the bankers with knives and forks, sitting around the long table like greedy hyenas, craning their necks and drooling, ready to enjoy the sumptuous meal of the World War! We borrow money from the bank, wage war to protect their interests, and then continue to pay interest with taxes? In addition to the high debt, what did we get! ”

The president said weakly: "You should be quiet, General. ”

Charlie's eyes widened and his eyebrows widened to examine all this, he vaguely understood something, but he didn't believe it.

The five-star general shook his head slowly, his face was expressionless, and he said coldly with anger: "Don't forget the iron oath of the Declaration of Independence, and don't forget the cry of Section 8 of Chapter 1 of the Constitution, which you must keep in mind as a president." Don't forget! Don't forget how many iron-blooded presidents from military backgrounds have shed their blood for this! They survived the battlefield, but fell to the poison of the assassins, for what? They just want to stop today, they just don't want to see that when the children wake up one morning, they have lost their homes and the continent that their parents pioneered! ”

Poor Mrs. Clinton shook her hands like a thunderbolt, and suddenly two lines of tears flowed down her eyes, openly revealing her powerless weakness, bowing her head and wiping her tears, and muttering, "I, I can't help ......"

General Marshall showed a hawkish toughness, held back his anger, looked at the collapsed Mrs. Clinton with blue eyes, shook his head and said earnestly: "You can stop!" Even if the train brakes derails, we are willing to build a new America on the wreckage, rather than roaring and following you headlong into the abyss of world war! Ma'am, people born for freedom should not fight for bankers! Vietnam, Kosovo! Baghdad, Libya! Our war has fed the banks to the brim, but they want a bigger meal for their greed, and if they continue like this, they will empty the Federation like the blood of an empire on which the sun never sets, and finally abandon the scarred America like they betrayed England! We were born to be free, but we were never free. But I'd rather die for an independent fiscal system like Harrison did than have the people die on the battlefield of a world war! ”

The cold wind blew the general's beard. Mrs. Clinton looked back helplessly, but met the silent gazes of the thirty staff members, each of which plucked the strings of her heart. Glancing around, Mrs. Clinton was already distracted, and asked in a lost voice, "Are you forcing me to make a decision here?" ”

General Marshall raised his eyebrows coldly, suddenly raised his arm and pointed angrily at the endless coffin in the engine room, and roared angrily: "Because there is no more realistic occasion than this scene!" Did you see that? That's the freedom fighters of the Federation, who were born and died for the bankers, only to be ruthlessly betrayed and die in a foreign land! That pack of greedy jackals does not belong to America, not to England, not even to Frankfurt; They ignore all constitutions, they don't have any morality, they only plan precisely, they only grab with indifference! Mrs. Clinton, how many presidents have been despicably assassinated and shamelessly smeared, but still try to save the Union from debt one after another, because they firmly believe that the banks are the greatest threat to the Union, as President Lincoln predicted! ”

General Marshall's throat was hoarse, and he tried to convince the woman in front of him: "And now, an unprecedented crisis has revealed its hideous rudiments, and our internal affairs are in full shape, and you must take measures!" You must change your perspective: it is the supreme honor of being an American president to fall at the guns of the assassins, because it will prove that you are fighting for the freedom of America and the continent that your fathers pioneered. ”

When Mrs. Clinton hid her face and wept bitterly, Charlie had already understood. He endured the sharp pain from the wounds bursting all over his body, slowly straightened his waist, and then shook his hand to increase his forehead, saluted the general's standard, and shouted dumbly: "General, I join!" ”

A cabinet aide stared at Charlie and warned: "Colonel, you are not facing a literal enemy. This is a vampire that has survived for thousands of years, a formidable adversary that has struggled since the birth of the United States. ”

Charlie kept his eyes off the general, looked at the burning blue eyes, was silent for a second, and said decisively: "I will turn into a ghost and hunt it to every corner of the earth." I will liberate the Union and return liberty and equality to all. The military salute was not accepted, but he insisted on it.

When the general heard this heart-wrenching oath of allegiance, he gasped for breath, motioned to Charlie to finish, and turned his head to stare at Mrs. Clinton: "Have you decided?" Dear Madam! ”

Mrs. Clinton said weakly, "No...... I can't! As long as they stop the money supply, our economy will collapse...... We will be plunged into a Great Depression like never before! ”

The general firmly encouraged the president: "No, you can do it. President Lincoln was assassinated precisely when he cornered the bank; President Jackson even paid off his debts at one point. We can do it, ma'am, your husband did it, and I'm sure you can too. ”

Mrs. Clinton hung her head for a moment, silently wiping away her tears. With a long exhale, she looked up, her face pained, and she barely humored: "Oh, of course. Except for pickling girls, I can dump him for ten streets. ”

General Marshall bowed his head slightly, squinting at Mrs. Clinton, "I agreed." ”

Mrs. Clinton made up her mind, and without hesitation, she raised her chin and said proudly, "I don't think I have to wait for the resignation to say that to them now." ”

The general's anger was extinguished, he raised his head and smiled, his gray mustache jumped, and he asked comfortably, "FVCKYOU?" ”

Mrs. Clinton regained her composure, smiled proudly, and repeated, "FVCKYOU."

Charlie coughed and roared: "FVCKYOU! ”

One of the staff members whispered: "Be careful, and bring Colonel Charlie into the public eye first." Of course, the first priority is to get on the bus as quickly as possible. ”

Mrs. Clinton turned around proudly, led the group to the luxury car, and said lightly: "They are hungry for a war, and I will not be able to do it in the first place." Make an appointment with Secretary of State John. ”

"Actually." General Marshall said solemnly, "We have declared war. Political differences between economic interests must be resolved by war. We must chase down the spear of war, find out the financiers behind it, and then stab the pistol into the banker's ass, chant the Constitution and pull the trigger. ”

Charlie hung his head in the wheelchair, his eyebrows furrowed, and fell back into endless silence.