The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 528 Heroes
"Ron seems to be injured..." Sheldon who was standing behind said quietly.

He only knew that Ron's job was dangerous, but Shelton had no idea how dangerous it was. What is the job of an agent?In his eyes, it may be similar to the gun game he played.

Holding a gun, the unskilled enemy on the battlefield is no different from a butcher. The current live broadcast made Sheldon realize for the first time that Ron is not like a set of data in the game. A blood bag will be restored. If it dies, it will be a big deal to restart the game.

He is a man of flesh and blood, he will bleed when he is shot, and taking blood medicine will not heal immediately, especially his life is only once, if he dies, he cannot restart like in the game, if Ron dies, He will never have a brother.

"Is there? Let's see," Howard rewinds the playback a bit: "My God, so much blood! It must hurt, right? Sheldon? Sheldon, where are you going?"

"I don't want to watch it, I'm going to sleep." Sheldon left everyone and went back to the bedroom alone, leaving the friends looking at each other in dismay. What everyone didn't know was that Sheldon didn't go to sleep after returning to the bedroom, but Get down on one knee on the ground.

"God, although I have been denying you all the time, my mother knows you very well, you must know, please, bless Ron to come back safely..."

Sheldon, who was praying, had tears in his eyes, but what was Ron doing at this time?

After cleaning up the elevator, Ron picked up a bazooka that he had thrown on the ground before the camera didn't notice, and resolutely pressed the button of the elevator.

"Squeak~" The elevator started to rise, and the hearts of the audience in the live broadcast room also raised their hearts to their throats.

"Is he going to be okay?"

"This person is too MAN. If he can come back alive, I will definitely sleep with him..."

"Get out! Bitchi, he's mine!"

……

In the comment area, the female fans who were attracted by Ron's "inadvertently" revealing his true face just now quarreled for the right to sleep with Ron. In this wave, Ron won no matter what.

Of course, Anonymous also won the battle together. At least, his and Ron's unauthorized and efficient actions were in stark contrast to the military's incompetent command.

"For Free America! For the commando comrades! Go to hell!" Ron yelled, pulling the trigger on the anti-aircraft gun, and the rockets arrived in an instant.

"Boom!" The huge airflow of the explosion not only overturned all the terrorists around the anti-aircraft gun, but even Ron himself was blown off the elevator. After all, the anti-aircraft gun was only less than ten meters away from him. Using a bazooka at this distance Bombardment, it will be strange if it is not affected.

Ron fell heavily on the ground on the first floor, and everyone's hearts were agitated. Is this man who looks like a god of war dead?
"Ahem..." The camera shook, and Ron coughed twice and stood up again.

"Yeah!" All the people watching the live broadcast couldn't help cheering. Just after the commando helicopter was wiped out, Ron has become the last hope to rescue the president.

"Ron, are you okay?" In the earphone, Anonymous was replaced by another strange voice.

"Anyway, I didn't fall to my death. I can still move. Who are you?" Ron moved his arms twice, feeling that there was no major problem.

"I am the Minister of Defense, and I am ordering you to evacuate immediately! Otherwise, we will sacrifice more hostages." The Minister of Defense said righteously, completely oblivious to the crazy gestures made by his assistants.

Out of the arrogance of his noble background, he didn't take the online video live broadcast seriously at all, and he didn't even know how exaggerated the American people's admiration for Ron was now.

"Take a break, bastard~ I won't listen to you, you little trash, if it weren't for your trash command, the brothers in the commando just now wouldn't have died!" Ron replied stiffly, making the Minister of Defense look pale It became very ugly all of a sudden. If it weren't for the fact that there were a lot of other bureaucrats watching, he would have been ready to swear at Ron.

"General, please pay attention, I'm in command now! If I don't have more important things to do now, I can dismiss you immediately!" Charlie understood the assistant's gesture, and quickly grabbed the microphone to make amends.

"I don't want this brat to mess up..."

"Shut up right now!" Seeing the Secretary of Defense, Charlie kept nagging, and hurriedly slapped the table to interrupt: "I am now the acting president of the United States of America!"

Although everyone here is stronger than Charlie, the interim president, there is no way. This person is too stupid. If you don't interrupt him immediately, you will definitely not be able to get over it.

"Mr. Cooper, are you still there?"

"Of course, do you have any new plans?" Ron said respectfully, in front of the live broadcast, no matter how upset he was with this crazy president, he still had to give him some face.

"I intend to order the withdrawal of the Seventh Fleet and the South Korean garrison and give them helicopters."

"Mr. President, you can't do what they say! You can't compromise with terrorists, I know them, let me kill them."

Ron absolutely can't let them do this. Terrorists have never been in the habit of keeping their promises. What's more, this is a group of terrorists who came here with hatred for the United States. When they came, they had already disregarded life and death. Inflicting heavy damage on the United States is the first priority.

And there is nothing more damaging to America right now than this crazy interim president being identified as the official president.

Charlie said sternly: "Our first consideration is the safety of the President of the United States! Mr. Cooper."

"I'm talking about the safety of the entire American people," Ron said cautiously, considering every word, "I know you are the acting president now, but I am your only hope."

"Okay, Ron, I'll give you another 30 minutes." Charlie thought about it, and under the live camera, he had to make concessions, but in private, he secretly gestured to his assistant, and the temporary headquarters began to talk to the terrorists again. Molecules continue to negotiate.

Anyway, there are no reporters or cameras in the temporary headquarters, so he can do whatever he wants.

On the other hand, the terrorists who received the promise from the interim president immediately began to act. No one really wanted to die, even those who were prepared to die. They had already made plans for retreat.

The terrorists took out the hoods and black smocks they had prepared, and put them on every hostage, including the President of the United States: "From now on, I will kill anyone who dares to mess around! Be honest!"

The terrorist casually slapped the president who was about to resist, and Mr. President immediately quieted down. Under the arrangement of the terrorist, the high-ranking Americans were about to change their clothes and line up in a column, connected together with handcuffs, and followed the terrorist. Step by step, step out of the elevator and walk outside the White House.

On the grass outside the White House, the helicopter that the interim president promised to the terrorists was already in place. The American pilot in charge of flying the plane was ordered to withdraw from the area. As long as the terrorists boarded the helicopter, they could hijack the president to another place.

"Damn! These guys are really smart!"

Hidden on the stairs of the White House, who was aiming at the terrorists with a sight, Ron couldn't help cursing secretly.

"Ron, can you tell the difference between a terrorist and a president?"

"How is it possible? They covered it tightly."

"Then what should we do now? Can we just let them go?" Wuming asked unwillingly.

Today, he and Ron's series of actions have successfully made Charlie Manning and his gang lose face. The mid-term elections in the future may also increase Charlie's approval rating by several percentage points, but if the president cannot be brought down, everything It's all useless.

"Of course we can't just let them go like this. It seems that there is only one way." Ron said as he gently put the rifle aside, took out the mask and goggles from his backpack, put them on, and then A few small balls were found in the bag, and Wuming felt a little bad.

"What are you going to do? Ron! I warn you, no matter what? Never hurt the President!"

"Don't worry, it's just a small injury," Ron said with a smirk on the corner of his mouth, but she suppressed it very well, and didn't make a sound through the microphone: "I promise that at most, I only need Mr. President to go to the ophthalmologist to wash it." Eyes or go to the doctor to clear the trachea and lungs, and there will be no other problems."

It's okay if Ron doesn't explain, but when he explains Anonymous, he's even more confused, but there's no way, now that Ron is on the verge of breaking out, he has no choice but to draw a cross on his chest in vain: "May God bless America, God bless America. "

As soon as the nameless person finished speaking, Ron had already started to act behind the camera.

Before the terrorists could leave the gate of the White House, Ron pulled out the insurance, and threw six small balls out as quickly as possible, two at the door, and the other four circled around the column.

"Watch out for grenades!" Someone in the hooded column yelled, and the entire team, regardless of hostages or terrorists, was brought to the ground together.

However, as the explosion expected by the terrorists did not occur, the small ball thrown by Ron exploded in the air with a "poof" before it hit the ground.

The pink powder quickly filled the entire hall with the explosion, and the people wearing hoods covered their eyes and coughed violently. Ron took this opportunity to pull out his dagger, jumped down from the second floor, and rushed to the The column came forward.

The ball that Ron just threw was the chili bomb that he asked Howard to make specially. Except for a small detonator, it was made of quicklime, chili powder and pepper powder in a ratio of 1:1. Within the coverage area of ​​this kind of powder, whether it is the eyes, nose or mouth, as long as it comes into contact with a little powder, it will cry, cough, and sneeze continuously, and instantly lose all resistance.

"It's not you." Ron pulled off the hood of one person and found four unknown Asian faces. Without saying a word, he wiped his neck with a dagger, and then quickly pulled off the hood of the other person.

"It's not you." This time, under the hood was an unfamiliar white woman. Ron simply cut off the handcuffs, pulled the collar and threw it towards the door: "If you want to survive, run outside, there are people outside to respond!"

"He succeeded!" The crowd in the live broadcast room began to cheer. They only saw Ron rescue one American dignitary after another, but they didn't notice that the real key figure never showed up!
"Quick! Let the commandos rush into the White House immediately!" Seeing this, the interim president quickly ordered the troops to act, intending to share the credit for rescuing the president.

The special forces surrounding the entrance of the White House were ordered to form a tactical formation and immediately rushed into the White House. Everyone knew that the president was still inside, and everyone wanted to be the hero who rescued the president.

But no one noticed that in the inconspicuous corner of the entrance of the White House, two men dressed in exactly the same costumes as the commandos were sneaking and hiding in Ron's blind spot. When the commandos entered the White House, one of them suddenly shot into the sky With a string of bullets, taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd and each looking for cover, the two immediately mixed into the members of the commando.

In order to keep their identities secret, everyone in the commando wore a mask, and suddenly two people got in, but none of them noticed that just as the terrorist under the mask was showing a proud face, he was about to drive the real president next to him to grab the helicopter , Ron, who had been in a daze, suddenly reacted.

"Everyone don't move! The terrorists and the president are between us!" Luo roared, everyone stopped and looked at Ron together, not knowing what he was talking about.

The terrorist leader, in order to continue to hide in the crowd, also pulled the president to stop, and at the same time he did not forget to poke him in the waist with a dagger.

The sharp point of the knife pierced the president's skin in an instant, writing little by little, and flowed out of the wound, but the president didn't dare to say a word, because the terrorists had warned him that as long as he made a sound, his life would be ended immediately.

A group of soldiers were nailed to the spot by Ron yelling like playing 123 wooden figures. They looked at Ron suspiciously. Ron's palms were full of sweat. Now he only had one chance, so he had to think of a way. Find out who the terrorists are among these people?
There is no tolerance for mistakes, because if he makes a mistake, the terrorists will kill the president immediately.

"What's going on? Ron?" Anonymous asked loudly in the headset.

"This guy is far more cunning than imagined. He has already prepared clothes to mix among us," Ron explained loudly to Anonymous and the soldiers in front of him. Suddenly, he had an idea and shouted to the soldiers in front of him: "You usually like Listen to music?"

"Of course." Although they didn't know why Ron asked this question suddenly, the soldiers answered readily.

"Then everybody sing with me
This hit
That ice cold
Michelle Pfeiffer
......"

Ron suddenly sang uptown fXXk, the hot song on the billboard charts. Just halfway through the song, all the soldiers had already smiled "I understand". They already understood what trick Ron was playing.

Just as the terrorists relaxed their vigilance, Ron, who sang the chorus Uptown FXXk you up, suddenly stopped, and all the American soldiers climbed down together, leaving only the solitary terrorist and the president standing in the middle of the crowd. Ron quickly pulled out gun.

"boom!"

The terrorist fell down with disbelief in his eyes, and he didn't even want to understand what was going on until he died.

(End of this chapter)