Chapter 155 Sneak Attack

It's not that wide, the corridor that used to be only used for passing through suddenly became crowded. Six people on one side and twelve people on both sides added up to crowd the corridor.

Neither of them noticed each other's existence. In Bella's perception, these people seemed to have suddenly emerged from some wall. The other party did not expect that several people would suddenly appear in such a place like a utility room. .

The scene instantly became extremely tense.

They were both startled, and they aimed their guns without even thinking about it.

"Huh? Who?"

"Stop! Hands up! Protect Mr. President!"

"Bella! Nata! Hide!"

"dad!"

"Emily!"

The noisy voices were mixed together, and the fierce battle was about to break out.

Charlie and the others raised their guns very quickly. In a critical moment, even Bella and Natasha had no time to hide their strength. They had three pistols, one submachine gun, one rifle, two body armors, and the opposite The speed of response is also fast, but the firepower is a bit worse, only four pistols, and no protective equipment.

However, within a distance of less than five meters between the two sides, the pistol is also deadly enough.

After experiencing the initial confusion, the two sides confronted each other for two seconds, identified each other's identities, and then slowly relaxed their guards.

At least Charlie and the others recognized the identity of the other side, isn't this black guy the current president? A few people around him should be Secret Service escorts, right?

"Dad!" Emily, a little girl in a green jacket who had been following the tour group and separated halfway to the bathroom, threw herself into Duke's arms. The joy of reuniting father and daughter dimmed the confusion and doubts between the confronting parties.

Although Charlie often scolds the president while watching TV, he hasn't reached the point where he can shoot him to death, so he lowered his gun first.

The Secret Service personnel on the opposite side also lowered their arms one after another, and the tense atmosphere was relieved.

"Mr. President! It's me, Downey? We've met several times, and it's like this!..." The young tour guide Downey has worked in the White House for many years, and he was here when he was the last president. After working part-time, it can be said that no one at the scene did not know him.

He has a good eloquence,

It was another witness, who immediately gushed and told the black president the story of how the "ordinary citizens" behind him escaped from the gangsters.

real or fake? Black President James Sawyer glanced at the family of four in turn, very fierce! If the people of the whole country have this quality, then the United States may have rushed out of the Milky Way!

He nodded knowingly, knowing that the family of four were from California.

There is one state in the United States that is notoriously untouchable, and that is Texas, or Texas for short.

Texas folk customs are sturdy, and gangsters can't get along here, because everyone in Texas has guns! What club boss, what Duxiao, what general in South America, once he came to Texas, he might be shot in the head by the old lady who went out to buy food, who could stand it!

California is a little more reasonable than Texas. Texas is full of rude people. They are not ashamed of their rudeness, but proud of their rudeness. The people in California have money and leisure, and they are milder than Texas, of course. , which is a little bit better...

A few California 'ordinary citizens', without saying a word, fought against the gangsters with their bare hands, then killed two, injured two, and grabbed a lot of weapons and equipment. It is also understandable, don't ask, asking is just a sturdy folklore!

The black president asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

It was still the young tour guide who replied that this escape plan was originally proposed by him. He re-sold his plan again, and in his mind he had already imagined the scene where he rescued the President of the United States and became famous all over the country.

A gray-haired old man named Walker, the Secret Service director who specializes in White House security, poured cold water on the young tour guide.

"It's naive. The exit on the west side has been blocked, and two M21s are placed on the top floor of the White House. Under the fire of crossfire, none of you can run out. If you don't want to die, follow up, you civilians today. So lucky."

There was no turbulence in the old man's tone. After he finished speaking, as soon as he waved, a few agents protected the black president and walked in the other direction.

Duke, the young guide, and Bella, who had found their daughter, were a little hesitant.

Bella looked at the back of the white-haired old agent with some hesitation. She felt some malice, but it was not obvious.

There are many kinds of malice, some are jealous, some are greed, and there are many kinds of greed, mental, physical, all kinds, Bella can't see a malicious person , just in the past "bang bang" two shots killed people, this is not a black and white fairy tale world.

It is not surprising that a few elite agents were running around and were beaten like dogs by the gangsters. Out of jealousy and other emotions, they showed hostility to the bright-eyed civilians.

Bella did not express any opinion. After comprehensive consideration, Charlie decided to follow. Everyone had the same idea. It is definitely safer to follow the President of the United States than to run alone.

Bella and his family of four, Duke and his daughter and the young tour guide, flew with the president and his party.

They stopped in a study room, and several civilians, including Bella, stared at it, and saw Walker, an old Secret Service agent with gray hair, pushing away the bookshelf, revealing a rather sci-fi control panel.

"Aha? Is this the legendary underground bunker that was built during the time of President Roosevelt?" the young tour guide asked excitedly, and the remaining civilians watched carefully, for fear of missing a little detail.

Several agents were stern, and no one said a word.

The black president stepped forward and scanned his retinas. There was a soft sound of 'di', which seemed to be a bookshelf, but the giant doors that were actually heavier than a bank vault slowly opened to both sides, and the most mysterious side of the White House emerged in front of everyone.

"Wow! It's amazing!" Natasha pinched Bella's hand with great excitement, and Bella shook her off quite speechlessly. You can be happy if you're happy. Why are you pinching me?

The two were making small moves furtively when suddenly a deadly warning of death appeared in their minds.

"Get down!" Natasha, who had undergone rigorous training, ducked her head and pulled Charlie.

Bella had not received this kind of training. In less than half a second, she looked back subconsciously, and saw Walker, an old Secret Service agent, standing at the back. He raised his gun in both hands and aimed it at everyone present.

Bella pushed Samantha away. The bullet was already in front of her. She bent her knees and leaned back as much as possible, trying to avoid the bullet with difficulty.