Chapter 158 Why Did the Vice President Rebel?

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Bella and the others stayed in the underground bunker, playing cards, sleeping, playing game consoles, coding, and their spare time could be said to be very rich. The faces of several people were "I don't want to fight anymore, waiting for rescue" stance.

People outside are not so laid back.

The old Secret Service agent Walker joined the gangsters, and a group of people tried their best, but they still couldn't do anything about the thick giant door of the underground bunker.

Explosives, electric welding, impact drilling, several conventional methods have been used, but there is not even a trace on the door.

"Fuck! This is your plan? This is your elaborate plan after 20 years of protecting the president? Idiot! Old dog!" The curly-haired bandit leader snarled at the old agent.

He bet his own life, and brought his brothers to do a big vote, now what? The first step was successful, but the second step failed to go to my grandma's house.

The president didn't catch him, let him hide in an underground bunker, and now the whole plan is ruined, and he has nothing else to do except abuse.

The old agent is also very upset, is this his own problem?

"I asked you to control all those hostages! Did you do it? Did the family of four fall from the sky? All four of them have excellent marksmanship, and counting my colleagues, how many enemies have you asked me to deal with? ? This is all your incompetence!"

He growled loudly.

The curly-haired man showed no signs of weakness: "You fart! Two of my brothers died and two were injured! Isn't this a mistake in your intelligence!"

The old agent sneered: "There are so many tourists in the world, can I still investigate the background information of each tourist? I am the White House security director, not the director of cia! Don't argue with me, you are incompetent! "

The old man pointed at the curly-haired man's chest and said imposingly.

He was alone and injured, but the curly-haired man finally chose to endure the bosses of the old agent. Unable to bear it, the action failed, and he and his brothers needed the connections behind the old agent even more to save their lives.

The old man looked behind him: "Taylor, how long will it take to cut off the signal inside?"

A young man named Tyler was sweating and tapping his fingers quickly on the keyboard. He tried to use the network on the White House side to infiltrate and control the network of the underground bunker. Unfortunately, the presidents of all generations took their own lives very seriously.

Various network experts and computer experts have built the network inside the underground bunker like a steel wall.

If it takes three years and five years, it may be able to break through, but the most lacking thing right now is time.

The hacker is very thief, he didn't dare to tell the news to a few people, he was worried about being silenced, and he was still dealing with it at this time: "Come on, come on, little baby, let me see your true face, eh? This algorithm is really funny —!"

His somewhat insane demeanor really frightened the old agent and the curly-haired man, thinking that they were about to succeed. The two waited for him to control the system inside, open the door, and then went in to catch the president.

But waiting for 'there is still a little time' on the left and waiting for 'this agreement is very interesting', but the door has not been opened for a long time.

The old agent walked to the front of the hacker and looked up like this, huh? ! This man's head was covered in sweat, and the whole person seemed to be pulled out of the water.

Seeing this scene, he didn't know that he was being fooled.

"Don't kill me! I'm still useful! I..." The hacker's plea for mercy was ended by the sound of gunfire, and the old agent shot him in the head.

The old man was so dizzy with anger that the wound was still gurgling blood. He hurriedly rummaged through his pocket to find a medicine bottle, without looking at it, he grabbed a large amount of medicine and stuffed it into his mouth.

Thinking on the spot for more than a minute, I want to break my head, but I can't think of a way to break the game...

How many people can't come out of hiding in the tortoise shell, what can he do? Holding a hostage with a gun and forcing the president out? Don't be funny, that's the president who finally won after countless political plots and games. He's not a superhero, and he won't come out if he kills blood outside.

The old man had to ask the big man behind the scenes for help.

After the phone call, the big guy behind the scenes is also in a state of confusion. How did the good plan become like this?

He hurriedly negotiated secretly with a few of his allies and some important domestic figures, and then clenched his teeth and stomped his feet. Since softness is not enough, let's be hard!

They called the vice president, who was still taking refuge on Air Force One.

"The military-industrial complex wants you to lead America."

The vice president was a taller white old man with some age spots on his face. He couldn't help frowning when he heard the proposal on the phone.

He lowered his voice: "President Sawyer is still here."

"He doesn't have to, he hinders a lot of people's business, and neither I nor my mates like him."

The vice president said with a deadpan expression: "We must obey the Constitution, no matter who it is, no matter what position he is in."

The opposite chuckled: "Of course, we are all law-abiding citizens, and we will strictly abide by the constitution."

The phone hangs up.

A minute later, an F-117 took off from Andrews Air Force Base with missiles in defiance of the base's ban, targeting the White House.

"Intercept him! Shoot him down!" The Pentagon immediately discovered the intention of the fighter and dispatched the fighter to intercept it. However, under the control of the mastermind behind the scenes, the interceptor did not receive the order, and it took more than 40 seconds for the interceptor to be delayed. Take off, after take-off found no weapons, and delayed for dozens of seconds.

By the time the interceptor plane overshot the runway, the mysterious F-117 was less than a minute away from the White House.

"Mr. President! Please get ready, the other party is carrying missiles!" The Pentagon quickly reminded the black president who was still playing cards in the underground bunker.

What the hell! what should I do now? The U.S. Constitution doesn't say what to do now! The black president's face was full of panic, and he was not very reassured about the safety of the underground bunker.

"don’t worry!"

"It'll be fine!"

Duke and Charlie reassured everyone. In fact, the three people who are really flustered here are the little girl Emily, the young tour guide, and the black president. Anyone with a little military knowledge can understand that the underground bunkers that have been built since the 1950s will not be so It is easy to be broken, not to mention missiles, even nuclear bombs, can also be defended.

The facts are similar. The f-117 bombed the White House for a while. Everyone in the underground bunker basically didn't feel any vibration. Only the young tour guide looked dead, and he knew by listening to the movement that the ground buildings could survive such a violent explosion. The odds are slim, in other words, that the White House blows up...his job is probably gone...

Bella didn't have any strong emotions about the bombing of the White House, but it was a pity that those works of art, and she couldn't understand the actions of these people. What a huge benefit would these people order fighter jets to bombard their own country's administrative agencies, national symbol?