novel for you #893 - President! My President! (First update!)
#893 - President! My President! (First update!)
Bombing more drones than before!
At this moment, he remembered an old Chinese saying: There is always a way when the car reaches the mountain, and there is always a straight line when the boat reaches the bridge.
This is probably what these two sentences should look like!
He did not dare to delay. The moment his eyes caught sight of it, the instinct hidden in the deepest part of his body and his DNA began to activate, forcibly driving his legs and carrying him to rush towards the building behind the monument at the fastest speed.
That building is the administration office of Arlington Cemetery, a very ordinary building.
In the sky, drones arrive.
The camera hanging below the drone rotated, capturing everything in the cemetery, and then crashed madly into the ground, hitting everyone, turning to everything the camera could capture.
Explosions sounded one after another, and with each explosion, a fragment would fly into the sky and then fall heavily to the ground.
After more than 200 explosions, the cemetery became completely quiet.
In the triangular gap created by a fallen tree, Hanks slowly raised his head, wiped the mud off his face, widened his eyes, and looked around carefully.
The sky is safe without any drones hovering.
On the ground, no one was running around, and there were no re-shooting scenes like in the movies. It was safe.
After seeing all this clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then like a worm, he supported himself on the ground with both hands and slowly backed away, exiting the triangular safe space formed by the trees.
When he stood up, the breath he had just let out suddenly came back.
Arlington Cemetery is located on a gentle slope. In order to make it look more like a symbol of America, the grass here is a specially selected variety.
It can be guaranteed to be evergreen all year round, ensuring that visitors can see this green at any time and any place.
There are a lot of trees in this grassland. The tall trees and the green lawn complement each other, so people don’t feel eerie when seeing these tombstones.
But now, this large lawn has become bumpy, and the underground water pipes have been exposed due to the explosion.
The broken water pipe sprayed clean water out, making the already wet grass even wetter.
The trees fell to the ground in a mess.
The dry branches of the trees even began to burn under the impact of the explosion.
The black smoke and flames from the burning, the water pipes spraying water on the lawn, and the fine and dense rain falling from the sky made this place look particularly desolate.
The convoy that had originally formed a long line had disappeared, leaving only the burning frames of the vehicles still standing firm in the rain, and debris flying everywhere.
In the distance, the monument standing in the center is still there, but there are some more traces on it, and the house of the management office is further behind the monument.
At this moment, the fire has been lit.
Because the explosion caught fire on the management office's house.
Hanks only felt a pain in his heart, which brought him back to his senses quickly. He quickly lowered his head and checked himself.
Both feet and hands were intact, there were no holes in the upper body, and no bleeding.
Then he stretched his hands behind his back and touched his behind frantically.
There were no fragments on his back, only clothes torn by branches. There were no injuries to his skin or bones.
After touching his back, he touched his head.
His face was covered in mud, but that didn't stop him from touching the wound.
There are no wounds on the front and no wounds on the head!
very good!
very good!
This drone is awesome!
We must be on guard in the future!
I have to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Lin Yu about this matter. This kind of dangerous goods must never fall into the Middle East and must never fall into the hands of those terrorists.
Standing there and taking a deep breath, he spread his feet and ran towards the convoy in the distance, or more precisely, towards those people with whom he was acquainted.
After running two steps forward, Hanks suddenly stopped and looked down at his legs.
He thought of his excuse for not showing up yesterday.
There was a car accident.
Broken leg.
The hospital is an allied hospital, so the medical records are easy to get, and there are even surveillance videos.
He bent down, crawled to the ground, took two steps, and once again lowered his gaze to his legs.
Odebiao should die this time. If Odebiao dies, the Democratic Party will definitely conduct a thorough investigation. Once the investigation is thorough, if his leg is not injured, they will inevitably suspect his motives.
Can't give people a chance.
You need to let people see that your leg is injured first, and then find an opportunity to make medical marks on your leg to reduce the risk of being discovered.
At this moment, Hanks fell to the ground and buried his face in the mud.
A few seconds later, he raised his head, and there was a hint of cruelty on his face, which was covered by mud and water.
After searching around, his eyes fell on a piece of marble rubble not far ahead, which was the fragment of a tombstone that was shattered by the explosion.
He quietly crawled over, raised his eyes, quickly scanned the surroundings, and found that no one was paying attention to him. Then he picked up the piece of debris and smashed it against his left leg.
He did not scream or howl. He confirmed that his left leg was broken and that the injury looked like the result of a car accident. He tore off his clothes and dealt with it briefly. Then, he endured the pain and crawled towards the crowd in the distance.
The explosion stopped, and the survivors stood up carefully and grabbed anything around them that could be used as a weapon, perhaps a piece of car debris, a wooden stick, or a stone.
All in all, this thing can give them a sense of security.
Taking up their weapons, the survivors did not gather together, but looked at each other warily.
At this time, Hanks' voice came over: "Everyone, are you okay?"
His shout disrupted the rhythm of the survivors.
These people turned their eyes to Hanks, only to find that the commander of the Central Theater was lying on the ground, dragging a broken leg and looking at them curiously.
As they looked over, Hanks raised his head, revealing a face covered in mud and water, and smiled strongly.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the people in the crowd clearly.
Fortunately, because of the advance arrangements, none of the people he had relationships with died, and all those who had no relationships with him died, leaving only a few people alive.
The Ministry of Defense is almost half empty.
Next, it’s time to divide the fruits.
He quietly crawled into the crowd, nodded to the people he was friendly with, then turned around, looked at the others and asked coldly:
"Has anyone seen Mr. Oudebaugh?"
A very clever move to change the subject, a single sentence that stunned the rest of the people present.
Only then did they finally remember the President.
These people's eyes widened for a moment, then they looked at each other and screamed:
"Where's the president? Where's our Mr. President?"
"No! Where is Mr. President and his nuclear bomb box?"
"Shit, could it be that the attackers were targeting the nuclear bomb box in the President's hand?"
"That's it! Everyone, hurry up and look for Mr. President!"
"We must not let the nuclear bomb box fall into the hands of terrorists!"
These people were talking at once, then turned around and started looking for Odebiao.
However, none of them went towards the management office, but instead searched around the convoy in a panic.
Watching these people's actions, Hanks couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Looking for the president? Why don’t you go find him?
He remembered clearly that when he hid in the safe zone formed by a big tree, Odebiao ran at the speed of a 100-meter sprinter and ran into the management office's house.
Seeing these people start to search, he bit his tongue hard, and two lines of hot tears slid down from the corners of his eyes. As the tears slid down, a sad cry came out of his mouth:
"Mr. Odebiao! Where are you? If I hear you, say something back to me!"
"Mr. Odebaugh! America can't live without you. Say something!"
"Mr. President, my dearest, my most beloved Mr. President, where are you? If you hear my reply, just shout!"
"Oh my God! Why are you targeting America? America finally had a black president, and it took a lot of effort to make this country achieve national integration. Now, this brave, strong, and fearless black president has left us just like that!"
He lay on the ground, crying and wailing, punching the ground one after another.
But the grass had long been softened by the rain, and although each punch seemed to be very powerful, each punch hit a soft spot.
My hands don’t hurt!
Listening to his cries, the survivors nearby were filled with astonishment. They didn't quite understand why Hanks, a Republican, cared so much about Odebiao, a Democratic president.
But after thinking for a while, they felt that Hanks must have his own reasons for doing this.
After all, the people are dead. It’s not a big deal to cry or howl a little. Maybe you can even gain some fame.
So they dispersed and searched the convoy for a while, and then each of them found a better place where there were no debris from the car explosion and no flying fragments of tombstones on the ground.
He fell to his knees with a thud, then began to cry loudly and punch the softened grass with his fists.
"Mr. Odebiao! My dear President, how did you die?"
"Mr. President, my Mr. President! America can't live without you!"
When these people began to cry loudly, Hanks calmly gestured to his allies.
Seeing his gesture, several of them slowly approached the management building, while the remaining few people began to join the rescue.
As for the target of rescue, it was naturally Hanks.
As others cried and wailed, the men quickly left the scene with Hanks and headed towards the hospital they controlled.
Of course, they didn't forget to call the police.
At the same time, in the Arlington Public Administration building, Odbiao hid in the corner of the bathroom on the first floor. Behind him was a huge plastic water tank full of water. With the help of this plastic water tank, he was not disturbed by the fire and survived with difficulty.
The black president clung to the broken window, his head wrapped in a wet suit, with only his eyes exposed.
From his position, he could just see the people crying on the lawn outside, but he did not call for help. Instead, he continued to squat there, scooping up a handful of clean water from time to time and splashing it on his face.
Wet the clothes covering your head, then continue to put your head close to the window and breathe in the outside air.
After the initial chaos, he calmed down completely and began to review today's attack.
First is his work schedule.
He is the President of America. Although his personal security is not as outrageous as advertised, it is still very outrageous.
And the place that was attacked today was Arlington Cemetery.
This is the symbol of America. Although it is very inconspicuous in the eyes of senior officials, it is very important in the eyes of all Americans.
Moreover, next to Arlington Park is the Pentagon, and a little further east is the White House and Congress.
In addition, there are several bases of defense forces around.
It is very difficult to carry out an attack in this place, and the impact will be more serious than 9/11.
And the target of the attack was himself.
If I were these terrorists, I would definitely choose another place.
But they chose this place.
Why is this?
Odebiao was full of doubts and began to think about why.
Once doubt arises in a person's mind, he will shoot the arrow first and then draw the target.
After thinking it over, the possibility of being bold appeared in Odbiao's mind.
The first possibility is that the terrorists want to demonstrate. Since it is a demonstration, they have to choose a place where they can show their power. Arlington National Cemetery is undoubtedly the most suitable place.
The second possibility is that the person the terrorist wants to target is not himself, but someone else, and that person happens to be here today, at the scene.
At other times, the person is not present.
Thinking of these two possibilities, Odebiao's brain as a lawyer started working again and he began to recall the personnel arrangements on the itinerary.
The first time, he felt nothing unusual.
But the second time, he found something unusual.
Because there was a better place to attack besides Arlington Cemetery, and that place was less risky.
That place is the Hospital of Our Lady of the Assumption.
However, when I was at the Hospital of Our Lady of the Assumption, there was one person who was not there, or rather, a group of people who were not there.
Commander of the Central Command of America——Hanks McCain!
In addition, those who are said to have a good relationship with Hanks McKeon were not there.
But today, they are all here!
Then today he got hit first...
At this moment, Odebiao remembered the strange thing just now.
The sniper's shot in the first round was very off target, so off target that Odebiao could confirm that even his grandmother, carrying a sniper rifle, could shoot more steadily than him.
When he first ran away, he also took the time to glance at the direction where the bullet came from, which was in the north.
In the north, tall buildings are more than 1,000 meters away.
At this distance, the sniper was chosen to carry out the mission. He is definitely not weak. It is absolutely impossible for him to miss the target, let alone miss the target several times in a row.
So, this was a deliberate miss!
Why did he miss...
As the question came to mind, another flash of inspiration came to his mind!
warn!
The missed shot was a warning, a warning of the upcoming terrorist attack!
So, who is behind the warning?