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The United States, the country that claims to be the hegemon of the world, is just entering the dark night in the morning in China.
Today¡¯s White House is as usual. As the office and residence of the President of the United States, it is always heavily guarded.
The president of this term is a black man, and he is also the first black president in history. However, his luck is not very good. To be precise, from this moment on, he feels that his luck is terrible.
"Mr. Lucifer, we can't do this. Those people are now American citizens, and they are not ordinary people. Without getting accurate information, I'm sorry that I can't do what you want. If they are arrested and escorted to China, It will have a political impact on the world's pattern." Bamao said cheerfully. Although he was disgusted with the man in black robe sitting opposite him at the moment, he still couldn't show any displeasure.
In fact, he doesn¡¯t like this god called Lucifer, including Lucifer¡¯s opponent Gabriel, who is also the object of his hatred. But relatively speaking, his attitude towards Lucifer is much better than that towards Gabriel, because it is with Lucifer's help that the United States has the ability to fight Gabriel. He only learned this when he became the president. Before he became the president, he never thought that gods really existed in this world, although he often prayed
Lucifer looked at the time, and the hour hand already pointed to eight-twenty in the morning.
"There are still eleven hours and twenty-three minutes, Bamaio, I will give you twenty minutes to capture these people, and then send them to Rocky Mountain within two hours, otherwise you will regret it."
Bamao frowned: "Mr. Lucifer, are you threatening me?".
The black robe always covered Lucifer's face, like a shadow in the White House reception room.
"This is not a threat, this is an order." Lucifer sneered and continued firmly: "You can also choose not to obey my order, but in the end you will still choose to accept it. I think this process needs a little fresh stimulation, you Only then will you understand what it means to be humble.¡±
"Americans will not accept any coercion." Bamaio was very angry. This is the reason why he doesn't like Lucifer. Is this god still living in the Middle Ages? This is no longer an era when gods rule the world. The so-called gods should understand what human power is. Since humans have possessed nuclear weapons, they have been strong enough to fight against the gods.
"Lucifer, no matter it is a god or a human, all things in the world are equal. Don't speak to me in a commanding tone again. This is not a hundred years ago."
"Yeah?". Lucifer laughed heartily, and when he lifted his black robe, he revealed an extremely handsome face, with his blond hair neatly combed back, and a disdainful smile on his lips.
"Bamaio, remember this world, in two hours and twenty minutes, I have to see those people in Rocky Mountain. I believe you will send them here on time, I am sure of this." Lucifer sneered and turned around , the figure remained motionless, gradually faded and finally disappeared in the room. Along with him, there was another sentence that slowly disappeared: "Gabriel is right, human beings are too greedy and too arrogant. I am very disappointed with this." ¡¡±
Bamaio stared with wide eyes, his chest heaving and wondering, how did Lucifer leave?
This was the first time he saw Lucifer, and it was even the first time he faced the legendary god. In the past two hundred years, from Washington, the first President of the United States, to him, there were only four presidents who had direct dealings with the gods. I don't know if this is his luck or his misfortune.
¡°Is he planning to use this method to show that he can assassinate me?
Bamaio¡¯s heart is beating so hard that he can¡¯t hold it down with his hands. The White House, which he always thought was extremely safe, is like an unobstructed street in the eyes of gods. What should he do?
No, he didn¡¯t dare to attack me, because I am the president of the United States, the most powerful country in the world, the president of a human country with the power to destroy the earth. Bamao comforted himself, but he was still afraid in his heart. This kind of relief was very thin, so thin that even he himself didn't believe it.
The breeze blew the curtains, and his heart was as thin as the leaves in the wind. There were a lot of documents on his desk, but Bamao had no intention of turning the page. He encountered the biggest crisis in his life.
The alarm clock on the table was ticking, and the sound of the second hand that he liked to hear the most was now extremely noisy. The President of the United States seemed to be asleep, staring blankly out the window as time flew by.
"Dong, dong, dong." A rapid knock on the door woke Bamao from his meditation, and the president sat up straight with a displeased face.
"Come in"
"Mr. President, Secretary of Defense Mr. Orr wants to see you"
"Invite him in." Bamaio's words were in vain, becauseDefense Minister Orr had already rushed in: "Your Excellency, something big has happened."
Bamaao was a little unhappy: "Your Excellency Orr, please pay attention to your manners. You are the Minister of Defense, not a private soldier."
The bodyguard who opened the door consciously retreated. When the two big men wanted to talk about something, the only thing he should do was to close the door and stand guard at the door to prevent anyone from approaching.
The Minister of Defense kept panting, as if he had just run a 10,000-meter race and was out of breath.
"Al, my dear Mr. Minister, has a world war broken out and you need to be so nervous?" Bamao said funny, Lucifer's threat was still being responded to in his mind, and he felt that he should send the Minister of Defense away early. , and then convened a meeting with the heads of the CIA, FBI and homeland defense departments to discuss how to protect the safety of senior officials.
"Your Excellency, a world war" Orr managed to say while trying to catch his breath. He was far from regaining normal breathing, which was not enough for him to finish the sentence: "It's not a world war, your Excellency but this matter is even worse than a world war." Even scarier¡±
"Oh?" Bamao looked at his Minister of Defense in surprise, wondering what kind of big event could make him say such a thing.
"Is the earth going to be destroyed, Mr. Minister? Even if the earth is going to be destroyed, I hope you can sit down and tell me calmly what's going on, instead of making the atmosphere so tense."
Al kept panting and shook his head resolutely. Now he couldn't wait to sit down.
"Mr. President, an extremely terrible thing happened ten minutes ago. Our weapons depot in New Orleans lost a thousand nuclear warheads, with a total yield of up to 10 billion tons of TNT explosives," the Secretary of Defense said in one breath. After he finished speaking, he didn't even bother to breathe while speaking. By the time he finished speaking, his face had turned as purple as an eggplant.
"What, please don't joke, Mr. Orr" Bamao was stunned, is today April Fool's Day?
"I'm not kidding, this is the absolute truth, Mr. President." Orr's breathing finally became more normal, perhaps because he had said such shocking words and the thorn stuck in his throat had been removed. Because of unplugging.
"No, no, I don't believe it, I don't believe this will happen." Bamao shook his head repeatedly, how could this be possible? The nuclear weapons depot in New Orleans has the strictest defense measures, and there is also a division of troops defending the perimeter.
A thousand nuclear bombs? He couldn't believe that even one nuclear bomb was stolen. A thousand?
Orr took a deep breath and his face became extremely serious: "Mr. President, I tell you very seriously now that I was not joking just now, but I was reporting to you a theft case in New Orleans that could cause the destruction of the earth. All one thousand nuclear weapons in the nuclear arsenal, in"
Orr looked at his watch and then continued: "It disappeared thirteen minutes ago. All defensive personnel in the entire nuclear arsenal died without exception."
"Danglang"
The signature pen in Bamao's hand fell on the table. From Orr's solemn expression, he suddenly understood that this matter might not be a joke.
"You meana thousand nuclear warheads were stolen?"
"Yes, Mr. President, all the nine hundred soldiers defending the inner ring of the nuclear arsenal were killed without exception. If it hadn't been for the thieves who triggered the alarm, maybe I wouldn't have received the news in time. According to the five-year distance from the nuclear arsenal, The duty commander of the 17th National Guard Division, kilometers away, reported that they dispatched a helicopter to check as soon as they received the alert. When they arrived at the scene ten minutes later, the nuclear weapons were stored in a warehouse located 300 meters underground. thing."
"A thousand nuclear bombs were stolen and nine hundred elite soldiers were killed in ten minutes?" Bamao asked in disbelief: "Orr, how long do you think it will take to transport a thousand nuclear warheads away?"
"This is the most difficult thing to understand. Calculated in the shortest time, it would take three days even for us to transport a thousand nuclear bombs. However, the report of the 17th National Guard Division stated that the soldiers defending the nuclear arsenal They were indeed freshly dead and still had body temperature on their bodies. And they died very strangely, without any external wounds, as if they were asleep."
"Oh, God, I sincerely hope you are just telling me a suspenseful story. Really, tell me, Al, you have been telling a story just now, right?" Bamao looked at me with expectant eyes. Minister of Defense.
Orr shook his head slowly: "I'm sorry, Mr. President, I also hope that I am talking in my sleep, but this is a real situation and there is no fiction."
"Then give me an explanation why this happened and who did it?"?Russians, Chinese or aliens? "Bamao slammed the table and jumped up. His nerves couldn't stand such an intense stimulation. His usually gentle appearance was suddenly replaced by violence, and his black skin became even darker and brighter with blood.
"I don't believe there is such nonsense, Al, you must be lying to me. A thousand nuclear warheads, those are nuclear warheads whose weight is calculated in tons, and those are hundreds of nuclear warheads that must be transported using special tools. Unless God did it, who could steal a thousand nuclear warheads in ten minutes?"
"A nuclear bomb with a yield of 10 billion tons is enough to destroy the entire earth dozens of times. Unless you tell me that it was God who did this, I will never believe it."
The Minister of Defense looked at Bamao quietly, and watched him yell hysterically. He could understand the President's doubts, because he had the same reaction when he received the news.
A few minutes later, the room finally became quiet. Bamao sat weakly on the chair and looked at the calm-looking Minister of Defense.
"Are you sure this is true?"
"Yes, I'm absolutely sure."
"Then" Bamao suddenly pressed the summons bell on the table, shook his head and said: "I think the world is going crazy, let's call an emergency meeting."
The space shuttle was flying rapidly in the vacuum, and the earth had occupied the entire port window. Gabriel held his chin and looked at the beautiful blue planet, quietly waiting for an important news.
He was not disappointed. The communicator rang at the right time. Gabriel looked at the time. It was only an hour and five minutes since he last contacted Lucifer.
"I am Gabriel."
"Dear Patriarch, are you on your way back to Earth?" Lucifer's lazy voice always made Gabriel feel a little uncomfortable.
"Yes, maybe in another hour, I will be able to land on the American continent. The shuttle equipped with the transport ship is too backward. It has to circle the earth twice to ensure safety. I miss the flexible fighter very much. I was an ace pilot back then. "Gabriel didn't seem to worry at all that Lucifer would tell bad news. Perhaps in his opinion, it would be easy to fulfill His Highness Alma's request as long as Lucifer was willing.
"Gabriel, your fighter plane was shot down five thousand years ago. If I hadn't saved you, you would have turned into dust." Lucifer chuckled and said proudly.
"Oh? It seems like that, but it has been so long ago that I often forget that you are still my savior. What I think more about is that you betrayed the Baiyu clan and hooked up with the young Duke of Yadi If it weren't for you two crazy guys, human beings would still be able to kill each other with crude swords, and they could only kneel down when they see us." Gabriel replied coldly.
Lucifer chuckled and made no comment on his words. Instead, he changed the subject and asked, "Today I got something from the US government. Guess what I got?"
"I don't like guessing. If you are willing to say it, I will reluctantly listen. If you insist on asking me to guess, it is better to stop this call and wait until you carry out His Highness Alma's order before you reply to me."
"You still have this temper, Gabriel. To know how to live a humorous life, I really wonder how the people around you survive. Standing next to a rigid patriarch must live a very depressed life." Lucifer sighed, It's unclear what the relationship between him and Gabriel is. They are hostile but not completely enemies. The war between them will always be suppressed.
¡°I think I need to take a break, Lucifer, do you have anything else to say?¡±.
"You are really boring." Lucifer stood at the top of the Rocky Mountains, turned around and glanced at the small transport ship parked in the valley, and chuckled: "Okay, let me tell you what I gained today. Today I worked with the U.S. government. A thousand nuclear warheads were taken away from the warehouse. Isn¡¯t it interesting? They still have 16,000 nuclear warheads left. I think these nuclear warheads will be of great help to us when needed."
"Nuclear warhead? What do you want that kind of thing for? Do you want to use such a boring thing as your own weapon?" Gabriel curled his lips. The only function of human nuclear bombs is to destroy their own planet. In addition, there are other What can be done?
"Don't you think that more than 10,000 nuclear bombs put together can have the power to resist a small fleet?"
Gabriel was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment and denied: "This is impossible. You don't have the ability to transport more than 10,000 nuclear bombs to the fleet without being discovered. Unless they explode in the center of the fleet at the same time, it is possible to destroy a fleet. An outpost fleet without a defensive shield above a thousand degrees."
"Then if I tell you, IAlready figured out a way to get 10,000 nuclear bombs into the fleet, what do you think? "
"I think it's still useless. If something happens to the Empire's outpost fleet, it will only take three months for a larger fleet to arrive. Are you helping humans create nuclear weapons to resist the Empire fleet? If that's the case, you might as well teach How humans can build a fleet that can span the galaxy is more interesting, but neither method is possible anyway."
"Rather than be caught by the empire and spend the rest of my life in humiliation, I would rather die with the empire's outpost fleet. This is the real intention." Lucifer replied calmly.
The communicator suddenly became silent, and Gabriel closed his mouth in a hazy voice, feeling a sudden throbbing in his heart.
Damn Ye Hua, if it wasn't for his selfishness, how could he have pushed the people on earth to this point? Lucifer may not be wrong, he just hopes to die gloriously, instead of being escorted back to the Morning Star Empire like a dog to be used as a slave who will never see hope.
After a while, Gabriel sighed and then said: "Lucifer, you don't need to do this now. His Highness Alma promised to take us away."
"I know, but I don't know why I still feel a little uneasy in my heart. Maybe it's an illusion, but I always feel that there will be a bigger crisis coming. So I must have the ability to protect myself, or to be able to communicate with you. The ability to negotiate dangerously is not only for me, but also for more people." Lucifer frowned and said, this feeling has always existed in him, but it seems to have become stronger recently.
He needs to discuss it with someone, and Gabriel is the only candidate.
Gabriel suddenly raised his head, looked around his single cabin, hesitated for a while and then said softly: "Lucifer, there is something I have always wanted to talk to you about, it is very important. But I have not been sure for decades. Is this fact or my illusion? Like you, after Her Majesty Alma appeared, my sense of crisis became more and more serious, and I always felt that something bad would happen. But I can't see you, because¡¡"
Gabriel said nothing more, as if he was worried about something.
"Oh?" Now it was Lucifer's turn to be stunned, "This communicator is very safe. Can you tell me here that there is something wrong with His Highness Alma?"
"Maybe it has something to do with His Highness Alma, but it won't be too big" Gabriel said slowly, as if he was considering every word: "I have always had a feeling, Ye Hua He has not left the earth, he is still here.¡±
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