The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 513
In less than 10 minutes, the battle in front of the church ended with Ron's side winning. One of the Secret Service agents asked, "Mr. Cooper, where are we going to meet Mr. President now?"

Because of Ron's excellent command just now, he is now regarded as the leader of this team.

Ron pondered for a moment: "Is the communication restored now? Can you get in touch with other people?"

"I can't." The agent raised the walkie-talkie in his hand, and there was only a meaningless stabbing sound in the walkie-talkie. Since the terrorists acted, all communication methods had been cut off, and he just shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, let everyone gather, we will leave the city in that direction."

What Ron pointed at was the direction opposite to where the president had just left. Immediately, the agents of the Secret Service began to make noise, and one of the highest-ranking agents frowned and said to Ron:
"Mr. Cooper, maybe you don't know it well. The mission of our Secret Service is to protect the president's safety, so we must meet with the president to protect Mr. President. If you are afraid, run for your own life. We will continue. Do our duty."

"No, I don't think you understand what I mean." Ron shook his head helplessly: "It is never possible to cut off only one side of the communication, that is to say, the previous communication of the terrorists in the city has also been cut off. If they wanted to pass information to each other before, they had to send someone to run around, understand?"

The agents shook their heads together, and Ron could only explain in more detail: "I mean, the terrorists don't know where the president is now, and they can only judge based on the delayed information sent back by his subordinates. Imagine if At this time, there is a team composed of many people who is desperate to break out of the city, what will they think?"

The detectives' eyes lit up, but they didn't expect this.

"OK, do you understand? Then start to act, gentlemen!" Ron clapped his hands: "Collect weapons and ammunition, don't dislike terrorists' guns because they are AKs, anyway, AKs are also assault rifles, Its firepower is stronger than that of a pistol, and what’s more rare is that it is very durable, no matter how hard you toss it, it will be hard to break it. In addition, bring all the grenades, no matter what kind, do you have any questions? Gentlemen. "

Behind, a clean-looking detective raised his hand.

"You said."

"Why don't we go to the embassy for help?"

"Good question," Ron gave him a thumbs up mockingly, and the other agents let out a burst of good-natured laughter: "You can think of this question, and I think the terrorists can think of it too, there should have been a trap already set up by now." Well, just wait for some idiot to get in by himself, and tell me, are you that idiot?"

"Report sir, I'm not!" The agent blushed in embarrassment.

"Okay, are there any other questions? Gentlemen?" Ron looked around at the agents: "If not, we are about to set off. Remember, the faster we act, the more pressure the President will receive." There will be fewer, by the way, you, get out."

Ron pointed at a black detective, and the black detective came out inexplicably. From the outside, this detective was almost as tall as the president, and Ron nodded in satisfaction.

"From now on, you walk in the middle of the team, everyone, you must protect him like a president from now on, understand?"

"understand!"

……

"How is our attack plan going?" A man in a wheelchair asked beside him in an unfinished building in London.

"We have already killed more than 40 of the leaders of more than 20 countries attending the funeral."

"Very good, has the President of the United States been captured yet?" Another figure of a Middle Eastern man came out of the shadows, licking his lips excitedly: "I want to broadcast live on the Internet and publicly behead the President of the United States to take revenge What these hateful Americans have done to my family and our country!"

"Uh...this..."

The reporting subordinate froze, and then the leader sensed something was wrong and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Haven't caught it yet?"

"I have already sent people to arrest them, but I encountered some problems. There are two groups of Americans moving in the city, planning to leave the city from different directions. We don't know which group to round up, because the news from the front According to the news, the President of the United States is among the two groups.”

"How is it possible! There is only one president in the United States!"

"I know, but the fact is that the Secret Service that used to protect the president is now divided into two teams. One team is harassing the US Quick Reaction Force. It is estimated that they are going to leave London by helicopter, and the other team is walking through the city. Looking at the direction, it should be planned to go to the airport from the road and return to the United States on Air Force One, so everyone is a bit confused now, and I don’t know which team to chase.”

"If you don't know where the president is, then both teams will chase after me!"

"But our manpower..." His hands showed embarrassment.

"Send everyone out to me!" The leader rushed outside and said loudly: "Everyone out, no matter what method you use to attack, surround or ambush, I only want you to bring the President of the United States back! He must fight for our The country pays the price!"

"Yes!"

This is not over yet, the leader patted the man in the wheelchair again: "Now turn off all the power supplies in London, especially those of Internet companies, I will prevent them from transmitting any signal."

"No problem." The man in the wheelchair tapped on the keyboard, and the computers of all the power companies in London were controlled by the hacker program, and then the power supply units were shut down together, and all the families in London were plunged into darkness.

On the other side, after a fierce chase, Mike finally got rid of the terrorists and escorted the President all the way to the Marine One helicopter.

At this temporary helicopter airport, the Navy One helicopter and two other escort helicopters parked there quietly.

"Quick, sir, let's go!" President Mike Eight and the chief of staff stuffed into the helicopter and patted the pilot's seat and urged.

The helicopter flew into the sky, and the president patted Mike's arm in shock: "Are we out of danger now?"

"Not yet, Mr. President," Mike shook his head dignifiedly: "Only by sending you on Air Force One to take off will we be truly out of danger, my Mr. President, but don't worry, I promise we will do our best."

"Thank you."

"This is what we should do, you take a break now, we..." Mike was halfway through speaking, and suddenly noticed an unusual reflection below, and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful!"

(End of this chapter)