Super Black Technology

How powerful the big watermelon is, more than 7 billion intelligent beings in the world know it all.

On that day last year, the cute big watermelon rolled on this blue planet for a whole week.

No one can stop, nothing can stop!

It is the doomsday killer of modern society.

Because of it, countries all over the world jointly launched a 38 trillion lawsuit to the US Supreme Court.

At the same time, it is also the god of the network field.

Because of it, the U.S. government would rather be an enemy of the whole world than compromise.

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Now, it's coming again.

It is coming to save its master - the former watermelon god!

But at this moment, Ike was already in a daze.

Fuck, the main purpose of staying in the UK is to maintain the balance of the world pattern, not for sister Alice.

Why maintain the balance of the world pattern? Because once the balance is broken, war will break out again.

Of course, war or not is none of our business. But war kills people, and if one intelligent life dies, the daily energy will be a little less.

It's his own business, and it's a big deal!

what to do? What should I do now?

When the stellar data flow starts to attack, should I pay for energy, or not?

If he didn't pay, then wouldn't he be out of favor after acting for so many years? At that time, in the eyes of the US government, I will not be a cute child, but a cunning monster.

The consequences are too serious and I can't bear it.

Although I now have two major technologies, they are not protective technologies. Therefore, I must be protected by people, the government, and the country, otherwise I will die.

but……

If paid, what about the UK?

The power of the big watermelon, the UK can't stop it at all. In less than a second, Britain will instantly return to the era of World War I.

Usually can't beat the United States, isn't Britain, which has fallen to the level of World War I, even more so? Then he will be forcibly rescued.

If I'm not mistaken, the elite airborne troops of the US military should have boarded the plane by now.

They will parachute to Buckingham Palace as soon as the big watermelon ravages the UK.

At that time, who in Buckingham Palace can stop them who are fully armed?

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Okay, what should I do now?

Are you pretending to be sick? It's a pity that it's useless. Wouldn't Obama be more anxious to leave if he pretended to be sick?

Is it cute? It's useless, it's come to this point, what's the use of being cute!

At this moment, Ike was so anxious that he got angry.

He looked at Obama on the sofa. Obama looked serious and frowned, as if he was deep in thought.

Immediately, Ike looked at the rear again. A bodyguard in the rear was busy. What they were busy with was...

Wipe the gun? !

Seeing this scene, Ike suddenly widened his eyes.

As close bodyguards of the President of the United States, they rarely use guns. Because in many cases, peripheral agents can eliminate the risk.

And now, they are cleaning their guns?

Fuck, are you really going to go to war this time?

Ike guessed right.

It is really going to war, and these bodyguards are sacrificed as abandoned children. They will resist the security personnel from Buckingham Palace after the arrival of the big watermelon.

These people will fight for every minute and every second with their lives until the airborne troops of their own side arrive here.

When they come, the whole of Britain will be unstoppable.

Of course, if time is not enough, then according to the follow-up plan, Obama, as the President of the United States, will go out to negotiate with the British side to buy more time...

This is the backbone of the whole plan.

Of course, there are countless branches around this trunk.

For example: buy the British communications officer!

For example: arrange for the laptop to arrive somewhere in London!

For example: secretly deploy the Atlantic Fleet and Air Force!

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Things have come to this, Ike is also very helpless. He lowered his head and began to do multiple-choice questions, choosing whether the big watermelon will come or not.

10 seconds, 20 seconds, 30 seconds...

Ike raised his head suddenly, his eyes dripping with coldness.

At this moment, Ike had already made a decision. He turned to look at the bodyguards cleaning their guns.

"Sir! Sir!"

The bodyguard who was cleaning his gun immediately stopped and ran over quickly.

"Little Ike, what's the matter with you?"

Ike replied angrily: "I'm hungry, I want to eat watermelon!"

What? watermelon? Haven't you been eating pumpkin lately? The bodyguard was a little dazed.

"Sir, is there any big watermelon?" Ike asked again.

The bodyguard came back to his senses and quickly replied: "Yes, yes, wait, I'll get it for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bodyguard ran out immediately.

The watermelon is really coming because Ike has decided to pay for the energy.

There is only one reason for making such a decision, and that is:

If people are not for themselves, heaven and earth will perish!

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"Report: Prime Minister Cameron and Prince Charles are here!"

Hearing the assistant's report, Obama, who was in deep thought, suddenly raised his head and said, "I don't see them. No matter what they say, you should try to delay until 7 o'clock!"

"Yes, Mr. President!"

The assistant left the attic, and after a while, there were a lot of quarrels outside.

Time is being delayed minute by minute...

At this moment, the headquarters of MI6.

Cheers erupted from the code-breaking team as the President of the United States' encrypted phone call was deciphered.

Although there are only fragments, for these elites engaged in intelligence work, one leaf can tell the autumn.

At this moment, all the intelligence officials were horrified.

"My God, is America crazy?"

"God, they are going to use cyber nukes to attack us in the UK?"

"Quick, report this information to the Prime Minister immediately!"

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"Dingling!" "Dingling!"...

Cameron's cell phone rang. He stopped arguing with Obama's assistant and picked up the phone.

"What? Say it again? Are you sure?"

On the phone, the intelligence officer repeated the intelligence report at a very fast speed.

Hearing the confirmed news, Cameron was extremely angry, and endless anger ignited from his chest, as if to burn his whole body.

"Obama, you liar, you are shameless, you are extremely shameless!"

Cameron roared, and the roar seemed to pass through the wall, pass through the attic, and shoot into Obama's ears...

The next moment, Cameron picked up the phone again and dialed an extremely short number.

The phone is connected instantly...

"Immediately mobilize troops to surround this place, and if there is resistance, shoot to kill! Including Obama..."

Speaking of this, Cameron paused, and added: "Except for Ike!"

After the tone fell, a serious answer rang out from the phone:

"Yessir!"

...

Three minutes later, there were bursts of roaring in the sky above this place.

12 armed helicopters came from nowhere and arrived here, and then the elite soldiers slid down the rope and surrounded the entire courtyard.

At this time, it was already 6:50.

U.S. Department of Defense. Inside the safe house.

The Minister of Defense solemnly raised his hand and pressed it on the keyboard beside him. He entered the numbers carefully word by word.

IP: 109.119.101.101. Location: London, UK.

Intensity: 240,000 square kilometers (that is, the whole of the UK, including the inland sea.)

After 3 minutes, the input is complete.

Representatives from the White House, the military, and the Watermelon Alliance checked the numbers one by one...

After 2 minutes, the check is complete.

At this moment, there are only 5 minutes left before the terrifying big watermelon arrives.

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