Chapter 222: Illumination
The thirteen white-robed saints were silent, and it took a long time for the old man in the center to break the embarrassing silence. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Bella, you have limited vision. It is not enough to understand the true meaning of the words 'the pinnacle of power on earth'.
The world is so small that you can drop a legion to conquer a country in twenty-four hours.
The world is so big that it contains more than just a human realm, the mundane society under your nose. There are also two realms and many parallel time and space that can interfere with each other and restrict each other.
These variables are out of your control, and we have no control over them. Remember, stay in aweβ"
"Stay in aweβ" The other twelve sat down and lowered their hands, chanting the last proverb in unison.
American President Benma has been standing alone across from them, not even qualified to have a seat. Seeing such a scene at this moment, he could only bow his head to show his obedience.
He hesitated, tentatively asking, "Then what should I do now?
The old man in the center stood up and shook the folds on his white robe, "The specific means are your business, and we are responsible for macro control." If the terrifying power behind Isetan comes to the fore, we can suppress it - after all, it is not something that the army can settle. All you need to do is calm the hearts of the people, draw their attention to the American opponents, and vent their anger. β
With that, he turned and left his seat and walked towards a hidden side door. The others got up and followed, and walked out.
Oppenma hesitated, and finally reached out and grabbed the placket of the last man at the end of the team, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Rothschild, please take a step to speak......
The man looked at him, then at the others who had gradually disappeared through the side door, sighed softly, and stopped, "What's the use of pulling me? You might just pull an elder of the Skull and Bones Societyβit's okay to borrow money to smash people, but I can't cut people with it." β
The humble president smiled humbly, "You are my biggest benefactor, who will listen to you if you don't listen to you? I have the resources to cut people, and I am not short of money for the time being." As for the elders of the Skull and Bones Society...... You know very well that I was pushed out of the platform by Freemasonry, and the consequences of asking for the wrong person are serious. β
Rothschild saw that there was no one else in the hall, so he simply lifted the white cloth hood on his head to the back of his neck, revealing a half-bald forehead, "Don't talk nonsense. Whether it's the Skull and Bones Society, or the Freemasons, they're all the right-hand men of the Illuminati, and it's serious that you offend either side. β
"Got it, got it! Thanks for the reminder. Oppenma was encouraged by the concern he heard in these thoughtful words. "I just don't understand what the rotating Great Elder means, so please help me explain. β
"Hmmβhe made it clear. At the moment, if you don't want to leave office or even be impeached with a stain, hurry up and find the so-called 'opponents' to take the blame. But notice that, strictly speaking, it is not the 'antithesis of America,' but 'our antithesis'. Sometimes the two coincide, more often than not, because the latter does not include the interests of the common people. β
Aubenma's dark face flickered in the flickering candlelight, and he carefully pondered his words, "Originally, I was focusing on the implementation of the 'Return to the Asia-Pacific' plan, and the unexpected rise of the Celestial Empire has seriously threatened the core tenet of our Illuminati, which is the 'New World Order'.
But now, Isetan has such a hand, and if I don't turn the finger at them, I'm afraid it will be difficult to suppress the voice of the people, and I will inevitably fall into a dilemma......"
Rothschild's baldness reflected the candlelight, and he sneered, "Didn't America's army claim for a long time that 'it can win two local wars at the same time'?"
"This ...... Hehe, the final phrase is 'excluding the two quasi-superpowers, the bear and the dragon'. Because there is a danger of 'escalating into an all-out war'. You know very well that we can win, but the cost is unbearable - their nuclear arsenal is not as large as ours, and it is enough to destroy the planet dozens of times. β
"You're thinking too much. Rothschild was unceremonious, "As a long-sleeved president who is good at dancing in front of the stage, IQ arrears need to be renewed immediately."
For the strapped polar bears, the current dispute is ultimately a matter of money. And for the Oriental Dragon, which is not bad for money, face is the most important thing, it is not to call for the leadership status, but just to feel respected.
It is impossible for the Great Killer to be used between the Great Governments, because there are many gods that you can't see watching at all times.
On the other hand, rats hiding in ditches can get a backpack-style dirty bomb that is enough to cover people's eyes and ears and prevent them from being prevented β the California black nuclear incident is a case in point. So, which's more important, you know, go ahead and arrange it-"
Auburnma suddenly realized, nodded vigorously, and bowed with his hands on his chest, "Thank you again, respected ......"
"Goodbye!" Rothschild turned and walked away.
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As Opema walked out of the secret hall, the Secretary of Defense was peering into the passageway. Seeing that the president finally appeared, he breathed a sigh of relief, "How is it, do you have an answer? The one who just spoke to you alone was ββ??"
"Rothschild. β
"Thirteen?"
"Twelve. β
"He's still alive!" Corey was so shocked that he almost flashed his neck again.
"You're not good enough, don't ask. Sneaking doesn't work either. Oburnma reprimanded.
"Yes, yes, forgive me. β
The president led the Secretary of Defense into the hidden elevator and slid silently down to the underground train platform.
He suddenly remembered something, and put his arm around Corey's shoulder, "You're from Yale, will there be anyone in Skeleton?"
Corey was flattered by the long-lost enthusiasm, "Of course, I am! β
Auburnma patted him on the back, "I know, I mean the top." Your level...... I'm afraid I won't be able to speak. β
"Oh, what do you want to say about it?"
"Borrow. The president's black face was very serious, "The Freemasonry to which I belong has always advocated not moving my mouth and making moneyβit is considered dove." And on the side of the Skull and Bones Club, those who can do it will never move their mouths, and they are full of hawkish style......"
"Of course! Iron Will is the marrow of skeletons. Corey's face was proud, and his back suddenly straightened a lot, "Your ex George?? Bu Shi is the senior brother of the association, the little black hand is hard enough, right? Catch the Iraqi fool and hang him without saying a word, for a reason that is 'unwarranted'! There are also Harriman and Rockefeller ......."
"I know this, which is why I brought you to sit on the barbed iron throne of the 'Minister of Defense'. Where can the average man's ass stand it?" obema interrupted Corey's chatter with a sycophant.
"So now that the mission is here, you help me go to the Skeleton Club and borrow a few people. Don't politicians, the White House is already crowded enough. Don't be old guysβyou want young and middle-aged people, the more brutal the better!"
The elevator door opened under Corey's blank eyes, and the two of them were surrounded by the agents who stayed here, and walked towards the underground train.
"Let's not talk about it yet. I'll send you an encrypted email when I get back. "The president restores the dignity of the people.
The Minister of Defense also immediately adjusted his expression, making that long face extremely cold again.
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Nevada desert.
Forty-five miles southwest of Las Vegas.
The light here is brighter than elsewhere on the North American continent. Because the headlights of many police cars and the searchlights of helicopters are focused here.
Two twin-engine, twin-propeller military Chinook helicopters take off and land in turn, transporting unconscious passengers from the huge 747 cabin to Las Vegas Hospital.
A doctor in a biohazard suit ran from an ambulance to the makeshift command tent, shouting loudly.
The loud noise from the Chinook twin propellers made it impossible for the field commander to hear what he was saying.
The doctor was in a hurry, ripped off his filter-type protective mask, and shouted, "I found someone awake!
......
When Zong Fang, Eighth Brother Lin, and Feng Xiao were sent into the temporary command tent, they were indeed very sober. But this made everyone present feel like a great enemy!
The Nevada State Police, who point shotguns and standard pistols at three unusual individuals, are still the stars of the show. For fear of missing any of the "terrorist" remnants.
Eighth Brother Lin took out the style of the leading elder brother, nodded politely to the commander on the scene, and then sat down on a large box responsible for loading communication equipment, took out a delicate golden envelope, and handed it to the other party.
The on-site commander took it suspiciously, opened it and looked at it again and again, "VIP invitation to the Life and Earth Sciences Annual Conference? What the hell is this?"
"It's not the hell. This is one of the crowning honors of the planet. β
Before Eighth Brother Lin could speak, someone had already helped him explain.
Zong Fang and Feng Xiao, who were standing behind Lin Lao on the left and right, turned their heads to look, the tent door curtain was opened, and a middle-aged white man in a dark suit walked in. Of course, his neckline is much whiter than his skin tone.
"Who let you in?" the commander shouted.
"Calm down. Mr. Superintendent. The visitor glanced at the two silver bars on the commander's shoulders and accurately reported his police rank. "I let me in, because β I've taken over this place. β
The police commissioner's anger was about to explode, but it was blocked by a piece of paper sent to him. The authorization on it is concise, the seal is clear, and the signature comes from Defense Secretary Corey himself.
"Uh...... NSA?" the commander's face gradually turned calm, "I certainly have no problem with the DHS taking over personally." Mr. Bauer, I didn't misspell it? Let your guys come in and hand it over. β
His cooperation made Bauer very satisfied, "Don't worry, I'll come by myself." The credit for saving the passengers is still yours, and you can't run. I will only take these three Oriental VIPs. Please take care of the other things. β
"But......," the superintendent was a little puzzled, "it says that all on-the-spot orders are issued by youβ"
"Okay...... I command you to continue to command. "Bauer succumbed to the logic of his thinking.
"Yes, sir. "No more ramblings.
Before Eighth Brother Lin's ass was hot, he lifted it from the box. The trio stepped out of the tent at Bauer's courtesy invitation.
"Aren't you in a hurry to ask us some questions?" Lin Lao's English pronunciation was very pure, and he expressed curiosity about the half-cut government official.
Bauer smiled as he walked, "There's no hurry. We know a lot more than you think. Please come with me. β
Behind the dunes, a small helicopter was parked on standby, the propeller shaft still steaming in the cold dawn.
"Flying again?" Feng Xiao had a headache, and he glanced at Sister Fang.
"Rest assured, this one is safe. There are absolutely no terrorists lurkingβ" Bauer actually understood his Celestial Language, "because it's too small, just enough for the four of us to sit." β
He seemed pleased with his humor, turned his head and added with a smile, "The driver is me." As long as you don't hijack it, it's all right. β
This joke did not dilute Zong Fang's professional vigilance, she asked in a deep voice:
"Where are we going?"