"This……"

The officials murmured collectively, but their eyes were vaguely focused on Caldwell.

They wouldn't do something like taking the blame.

But taking the blame is their specialty, and, according to the system of the United States of America, the best player to take the blame has always been the president.

The term of the president is four years. Once the four years are up, this president will step down and the next president will take office. This matter has nothing to do with them.

Those bad things, bad things, leave it to the next president, or the next president will have a headache.

"Hmph..." Caldwell snorted coldly in his heart, these guys who see the wind and rudder.

"If you want us to withdraw our troops, show our sincerity." Caldwell said solemnly, "Let your leader come to talk to me. Also, let my Secretary of Defense go!"

"Ah ah ah...!!"

As soon as the voice fell, Palmer's screams sounded again on the other side of the phone.

Caldwell looked even more gloomy, but he calmed himself down anyway.

"Is this how your organization negotiates? It's too despicable."

"Despicable?" On the opposite side of the phone, the Albert team member who stepped on Palmer raised his chin and tilted his head, as if he had heard a joke.

"Hum hum……"

The Albert player chuckled and slowly raised his right leg, hanging over Palmer's head.

Palmer felt that the feet on his head were no longer there, but there was still an inexplicable danger standing above his head, so he struggled to turn his head to look above his head.

I saw that the Albert player's feet were not completely lifted, but were still hanging thirty centimeters above his head.

Palmer looked up at the other party and looked at the red eyes on the other party's helmet. Although he couldn't see what kind of face was inside, he could sense a killing intent from those eyes.

Suddenly, the feet hanging above his head moved, and the steel soles that hit his head suddenly stepped on.

"no, do not want……"

"Bang!"

There was a thump on the ground, Palmer's head was split open like a watermelon, and red and white things shot out in a mixture, covering the ground that was already dripping with blood.

"Palmer..."

In the President's Office, Caldwell's face was gloomy.

All the senior government officials were also silent. They all heard the scream and begging for mercy, as well as the sound like a balloon popping.

"Mr. President, you seem to be mistaken..." The deep, deep voice of the previous Albert team member rang from the phone, "We... don't need hostages."

Caldwell didn't speak, still in a mix of shock, anger and fear.

The Minister of Defense, a high-ranking official in a country, died so easily.

Although he didn't die in front of them, it didn't make any difference.

The other party is so unscrupulous, isn't he afraid of angering them, one of the five strongest countries in the world?

"Ouch~ vomit~!"

Looking at this tragic and disgusting scene, a female technician vomited on the spot, knelt on the ground and vomited.

"One month, try your best before all your soldiers are wiped out."

The voice fell, the busy tone of "beep" sounded on the phone, and the call was disconnected.

"Snapped!"

Inside the President's Office, Caldwell pressed the microphone **** the landline, looking gloomy, wondering what he was thinking.

……

"The task is complete, you can leave."

The two Albert team members looked at each other and nodded, turned to look at the remaining people in the bunker, held the secret blade in their hands, and walked towards them slowly.

"no, do not want……"

"Ah~!"

There was a shower of swords and blood, and there was no survivor in the bunker.

"Where is the quick reaction force?"

"There are still five minutes to arrive at Makusennomiya."

After killing all the survivors in the bunker, the two casually asked a question. When they learned that the quick reaction force would arrive in five minutes, they put away the secret blades and walked out of the bunker in a hurry.

"A large number of policemen gathered outside Muqianzhi Palace. Ignore them and go directly to the roof."

When the two re-entered the elevator corridor, the voices of other team members rang in their ears, and at the same time, a virtual screen popped up. It was precisely the agents and police officers who had gathered in the corridor and prepared to equip them to come down from the elevator corridor.

"Start the booster."

"The booster is ready."

The two stood at the bottom of the elevator aisle, their legs were slightly bent, and a "boom" exploded on the spot, and their bodies flew towards the top of the elevator aisle.

"Huh? What sound?"

The previous agent who wanted to stop the two Albert team members was standing at the door of the damaged elevator. He heard a strange sound, like a jet-like sound.

Frowning, he grabbed both sides of the door, stuck his head out and looked towards the bottom of the incomparably dark passage.

"Boom! Boom!"

But the moment he looked down, two phantoms flashed past him, like two fighter jets flying at high speed, and the shock wave generated directly lifted him several meters away.

"Boom~!!"

The next moment, a loud noise came from the top of the elevator passage, and a little light fell down.

Someone tremblingly stuck out his head and looked towards the top of the elevator tunnel, only to see that there were two more holes at the top of the elevator tunnel.

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Location: Island Country, Qingping City.

Time: March 10, 1989, 12:20 noon.

"Well, the war in the Aztec Republic is finally over."

In an outdoor cafe, a burly man in a white shirt was sitting on a chair, with a cup of steaming coffee on the table in front of him.

She has short white shawl hair, black sunglasses without frames, a stack of newspapers in her left hand, and a super large chimney in her right hand.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he took a sip from time to time, and then spit it out, showing enjoyment on his face.

"Don't smoke in public, especially in casual places like this."

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded.

The white-haired man looked up and saw a young man walking towards him~www.NovelMTL.com~ pulled out the chair and sat opposite him.

The man was dressed in an expensive suit and had bangs of three to seven points. While sitting down, he held up his glasses, giving him an air of poetry and literature.

"Ah, sorry sorry."

"It happened accidentally."

After Nob said that, Mo Laowu took off the cigarette, bent over and put the cigarette on the ground with a pestle, and threw it into the trash can in the corner.

"Sir, your coffee."

The waiter stopped in front of Nob, took the coffee out of the plate, placed it in front of him, bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

"War is not something we care about." Nob picked up the coffee in front of him and blew out a breath.

"What's the trouble?"

"Hehe..." Mo Laowu grinned, put the newspaper on the table with his left hand, took out a file bag from his arms with his right hand, patted it on the table, pushed it gently, and the file bag slid in front of Norbu.

"Look at this, you will definitely be interested."

Nob took a sip of coffee and looked down. There were two words on it that were the most eye-catching.

Confidential!

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