Chapter 225 Defeat!

"Everyone, is there anything you can do?"

The big leader asked in a deep voice.

All the subordinates present looked at him, their heads lowered and silent.

New news just came, the Fifth Fleet has been confirmed to have been completely wiped out.

According to the photos sent back by the satellite, not to mention the warships at the scene, even the small island with the main battlefield has disappeared.

Moreover, the magnetic field at the scene was also quite chaotic, as if someone had just released an EMP electromagnetic pulse here.

What exactly happened to the Fifth Fleet at that time.

They know nothing.

"After this matter is over, I will immediately apply for resignation and submit the application for transfer of nationality. You can speak freely."

The big leader's eyelids twitched.

There is no other way but to explain clearly in advance.

When something like this happens, no matter whether it is the plan implemented by the predecessor or the current one, there will always be a "scapegoat".

According to previous traditions, only one big leader needs to be sacrificed at this time.

Not only can it quell the disaster in public opinion, but it can also satisfy the distribution of interests in all aspects.

The most important thing is to satisfy the monster.

After hearing this, the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly relaxed and relaxed.

The big leader's eyelids twitched as he watched.

"Mr. George, I have an immature suggestion."

A congressman raised his hand.

"you say."

Chief George nodded.

If you have a way, it's better than having no way and waiting for someone to come to your door.

"As far as I know, these monsters all have the same characteristics. They are warlike, bloodthirsty, have unusual personalities, and prefer beasts."

What the congressman said is clear and logical.

"So, we just need to send out a similar number of monsters and let that guy kill them to his heart's content."

"When his anger subsides, we can follow our usual example and ask him to sign a non-aggression treaty."

"You mean to find Yujiro Hoima?"

Chief George frowned.

If he had the ability to find Yujiro Fanma, would he still need to be a scapegoat with you?

"No, no, no, big boss, we just need to find a group of similar 'beasts'."

"They are just consumables, materials to calm that monster's desire to fight."

"After all, our soldiers should be dedicated to maintaining world peace, right?"

A smile appeared on the MP's face.

They have reached many agreements with this group of monsters and have gained a lot of experience.

If Luke likes killing, then send the world's top masters to kill him.

If Luke likes beauties, he will send beauties from all over the world to him.

If Luke likes money, then drag Luke into this feast of dividing the world.

Neon people can do whatever they want, so how could they, as masters, not understand?

"Have you contacted the relevant personnel?"

The big leader pondered for a moment.

The MP shrugged.

"Of course, sir."

No matter what, they are the top people in America.

Various plans and countermeasures have been made long ago.

"Set me up for a private meeting right now."

The big leader was silent for a while and then gave instructions to his secretary.

The secretary agreed.

The councilors nodded with satisfaction.

"Inform the Second and Third Fleets to dispatch to intercept. If the damage ratio exceeds 30%, surrender immediately and retreat. He will not make things difficult for you."

The big leader then gave the order.

At the very least, some face-saving projects need to be done.

The Wu clan, which has been born for martial arts for 1,300 years since the Asuka Period, sometimes intercourse with the children of famous martial artists, and sometimes obtains excellent "seeds" from outside.

This kind of breed improvement and technology absorption lasted for 1,300 years. The result was that the Wu clan continued to become a "race with specialized combat capabilities" from generation to generation.

Because of the early division, the Wu clan spread all over the world.

But no matter where they are, the Wu clan is a well-known assassination group in the underground world. When everyone possesses secret liberation skills, they are the most outstanding mercenary group, assassins, and soldiers.

It can be said that the Wu clan is a clan born for fighting.

As long as the bounty is enough, there is almost no task they can't complete.

In the eyes of the upper class, they are simply the perfect tool, the perfect tool to quell the strongest creatures on the surface.

"Just holding the other party back?"

asked the sturdy old man.

"Yes, if you can complete the task, the treasury will pay five times the advance payment."

"Similarly, if the mission fails, you can only get the advance payment."

Chief George's body tensed subconsciously.

Even if the people in front of him didn't have the desire to take action, they could make him feel on pins and needles, but he still suppressed the restless feeling.

Chief George took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

"The location of the target."

The strong old man was calm and calm.

No matter who the opponent is, the Wu clan has the ability to kill them

Even Yujiro Fanma, once the strongest creature on the surface!

The sea breeze blew slightly, and the third fleet retreated in embarrassment.

The Second Fleet has been destroyed.

In just a few hours, the most powerful country in the world lost two of its main fleets.

It was a monster, a monster that humans could not resist.

The commander-in-chief of the Third Fleet, Adams William, looked pale. He had just reported the latest intelligence.

Now I don’t even want to recall what I just experienced.

What a disaster!

An unprecedented disaster!

"Where are you going? San Francisco."

A strange voice appeared in the command room,

Adams stiffened.

Gudong - Gudong - Gudong -

They all seemed to hear their own heartbeats clearly.

It's a monster!

he came!

He is right behind him!

Adams could feel, very clearly, the pressure from the strongest creature on the surface.

He obviously had a gun in his hand, but he couldn't even raise the gun to aim.

His body, aware of the inevitable death, went against his brain and gave up all useless resistance.

It's like a hunter standing at the top of the food chain. Even if he doesn't move, just standing there can make any enemy face him with a posture of death.

Is this the strongest creature on the surface, Luke?

boom!

A gunshot!

It was Adams who fired the shot.

But he didn't aim the gun at Luke, but at his own thigh.

Adams leaned on the table and turned around. The severe pain allowed him to get rid of the suppression of the strongest creature on the surface for the first time.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his cheeks were pale.

"Are you here to kill me, devil? Your hunting trip will definitely fail, we"

Snap.

Adams' body fell to the ground.

Luke shook his head.

He is a qualified soldier, but he doesn't have much brains.

The figure flashed and disappeared on the warship.

At the same time, the entire warship slowly sank, as if attracted by the magnetic force emitted from the depths of the seabed.

After a while, the Third Fleet met the same fate as the Second Fleet.

The sea was rough and Luke headed straight for Washington.

Someone was waiting for him there.

At the same time, the information concealed by the United States was also revealed one by one.

It's like someone planned it deliberately.

"The strongest creature on the new surface declares war on the United States and sweeps away several fleets."

"Where will the fate of mankind go? Explore the potential of life!"

"A man who even a superpower cannot resist!"

Thrilling headlines are logged on websites, news, and live broadcasts around the world

They had long been prepared for defeat.

But it was just another public execution.

"Because my ruling was wrong, it brought shame to the United States."

"We will mount a final stand in Washington if it fails."

"In the end, no matter what the situation is, I will choose to resign and the State Council will rule that I will never naturalize."

"I'm so sorry, my friends."

Chief George changed his usual joking humor style and apologized to all the people.

However, this last-minute apology obviously cannot cope with the public and rabid reporters.

"If the United States is defeated, do you plan to start a third war similar to Iraq and Afghanistan?"

I will quit my job by then, how will I know whether they will fight or not?

"It is said that Congress has passed a bill to surrender to the strongest creature on the new surface. Is this true?"

ha? Those idiots acted very quickly at this time. In the past, he would have been scolded if he went to express condolences to the army.

"Mr Mobama said if you can't be president you can let him be."

Then let him come. This situation cannot be saved even if Washington came back then!

"I heard that you deliberately introduced the enemy to the mainland, which led to the defeat of the Second and Third Fleets. The naval department currently claims that you gave the order. What did you think at the time?"

When did I sign? I do not know how?

He slandered me! Come on, he's slandering me!

Although the humorous Chief George has a rich inner world, he faces indiscriminate bombardment from reporters.

He just had a cold face and didn't say a word.

Now that the blame has been placed on him anyway, there is no use saying anything.

And, this is just the first batch.

After that, reporters from all over the world will continue to arrive.

I would like to extend my cordial regards to how this "stupid leader in history" could make such a genius decision.

With such a stinky face, Chief George got into a special car and disappeared under the cover of bodyguards.

The reporters present immediately dispersed.

Big news! Absolutely big news!

They have already thought about how to "praise" this talented leader who has been in the job for less than half a year!

After a while, George sat in the office.

Looking at the several documents on the table and the familiar desk, a look of nostalgia appeared on his face.

He is a businessman and has the lowest support among all candidates.

But in the end, it was he who sat in this white palace and handled national affairs.

He originally thought that he would solve America's financial problems and continuously improve people's living standards, and he would also be able to have a more complete market to earn more knife music.

However, it turns out that the big boss does not have this ability.

George is not George Washington and has no ability to save the country.

"Why did the world become like this?"

Chief George sighed.

He never imagined that this world was like a funny comic created by a third-rate cartoonist.

Everything was so dramatic, and he was like the best clown on the stage.

Bounced and jumped, but it was in vain. The only thing he could do was to make others laugh.

George fiddled with his hair with his hands for a few times, and a few white hairs fell off.

Am I old?

George patted his face and took a deep breath.

No, I have to cheer up.

Even if the people no longer need him, his family still needs his support!

He was about to stand up.

Suddenly, snap-

The glass broke.

George turned his head sharply.

Luke smiled and walked into the office barefoot on the broken glass.

Every step would leave water stains and crushed glass on the spot.

His hair was wet and spread out, and it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or sea water. His thick chest muscles, well-trained abdominal muscles, arms, and legs were all covered with crystal clear water droplets.

He looked like he had just come out of the sea.

"Why are you here?!"

George was stunned.

Shouldn't this guy be fighting a life-and-death duel with the Wu family outside?

How did he appear here?

"Are there any wines?"

Luke asked.

George was stunned.

Without waiting for him to answer, Luke walked to the closet, tore the door apart, and took out a bottle of brandy from it.

It looked like George's treasure.

Luke put his finger deep and flicked it lightly.

The narrow bottle mouth was as if it was cut by a high-pressure water gun, and the cross section was very smooth.

"Sure enough, after exercise, you need to drink something to replenish water."

Luke looked very satisfied.

"Sit down, George, I remember you."

George was a little overwhelmed.

But he still sat down obediently.

Seeing this, Luke showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Outside the white palace, the bodies of several people of the Wu clan were torn into pieces.

They were very strong, so strong that the world's top fighters might not be their opponents.

The Wu clan had a secret technique called "ghost", which can also be called "liberation".

Ordinary humans have "shackles" that limit their physical abilities to less than 30%, which is a safety measure made by the brain to protect the body.

When encountering an unexpected crisis, there is a certain probability of breaking through the shackles and gaining more power.

But that is a passive force that is not controlled by subjective will, and the human body cannot withstand this force for a long time.

However, the Wu clan has obtained a special physique that can withstand this power through years of genetic improvement. Not only is the basic physical fitness ahead of ordinary people, but it can even actively open the "shackles" and control the remaining 70% of the power.

And the most terrifying thing is that liberation is a secret technique that can be used as a killer and trump card for other fighters.

But for the Wu clan, the actual application difficulty of liberation is about the same as the normal combat skills.

In other words, this is just a conventional means of the Wu clan. Everyone has a skill, and how much potential can be exerted depends on the individual.

Most of the people who came here have a degree of liberation of more than 90%.

They can even break through a small country without any effort when they join forces.

However, the Wu clan, which is so strong, was easily defeated by Luke.

No, it cannot be said to be defeated.

They chose "suicide" without even seeing the target.