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Chapter 116: Just start the team fight and your teammates will be matched automatically! (Seeking monthly tickets)
"Speaker, the President is..."

"Step aside!"

The White House, outside the Oval Office.

Pelari pushed away the chief of staff who was blocking her way. She was always easily emotional, but at this moment her face was extremely gloomy, and there was even a rare trace of panic between her brows.

Pushing open the oak door, the black president was discussing a document with the party whip Underwood.

The sudden noise made the two of them frown.

"Mr. Speaker, do you need me to remind you of the procedure for entering the Oval Office?"

Underwood leaned against the back of the sofa and turned to tease her, "Or do you think you're powerful enough to ignore the rules and just barge in?"

The black president looked at Pelari expressionlessly, obviously very dissatisfied with her rude behavior.

"I don't have time for you, a damn T-sexual!" Pelari didn't give Underwood any face at all and responded with a retort that hit the heart.

Of course, she didn't need to show mercy to the other party.

Ever since the change of government last year, when he and Joe Biden teamed up to seize the Secretary of State position that originally belonged to Underwood, although both parties belong to the same party and are powerful senior officials, they have long been at odds with each other.

They are all trying their best to bring the other down!

But the most important thing is that she is extremely angry now. Underwood, who she dislikes on weekdays, seems even more annoying at this moment.

When Underwood heard this, his smiling face suddenly darkened.

But he did not continue to retort. Instead, he sneered and stared at Pelari sinisterly.

He was too lazy to argue with this woman, but wanted to see how long this arrogant woman could stay in the position of Speaker.

The party election in a year will be the opportunity, then... huh?

Up ahead, Pellari walked quickly to the president's desk and told the most outrageous joke he had ever heard this year—no, the most outrageous joke he had ever heard since he entered politics!
"I need to request access to the bunker (PEOC)."

"what?!"

"Wat-fuck?"

The black president, who was originally very angry at Pelari's rude behavior, suddenly widened his eyes in shock.

A nuclear bomb is coming from the east?!

"What news did you receive?!" The black president immediately placed his hand on the black telephone on the table.

White, black, blue and green, the black telephone represents the military command line, which is used to connect directly to the Pentagon's Military Intelligence Room and the nuclear briefcase officers!
Underwood also stood up suddenly from the sofa and stared at Pelari.

As the country's top leadership, every cabinet official is willing to treat the ideologically opposed country in the East as an imaginary enemy.

They are happy to carve out a piece of territory and each company will engage in proxy war.

But if you just flip the table, that would be a bit too much!
However, what Pelari said next almost made Underwood laugh to death.

"It's Rorschach Butcher!"

Pelari cursed shrilly, "That damn bastard has already arrived in Washington! Jack received a call from him this morning, and you know what that bastard said? He said he would come to collect the debt from me at 8 o'clock tonight! Fuck! There are only three hours left! And, that bastard Jack must be in cahoots with Rorschach! He called me this morning, and he's only telling me now! That damn soldier was deliberately delaying! He wants to see me die!"

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After hearing her words, the black president fell silent.

His mind raced for more than ten seconds before he finally digested Pelari's words.

Looking at the famous Iron Lady in front of him, the black president pursed his lips and asked, "Let me confirm again, there is an escaped prisoner who has escaped to Washington and wants revenge on you."

"And as Speaker of the House, you're going to request the White House bunker, which can only be used in the event of a confirmed nuclear warhead approach, a biological or chemical attack on the D.C. area, or a ground-based armed invasion of the White House, just to avoid him?"

"That's right." Pelari nodded heavily. "Although I know this is hard to understand, for my own safety..."

“Puchi, hahahaha!”

Before she could finish her words, a burst of laughter came from behind her.

"To hide from an escaped prisoner...applying to enter the White House bunker...hahahaha..."

Underwood laughed so hard that tears were about to come out. He asked the black president: "Barack, this is really not a prank show on Saturday Night Live? Don't tell me there are Comedy Central cameras hidden here, hahahaha..."

"This……"

The black president pursed his lips tightly, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

It’s not because he has a low sense of humor, it’s simply because this matter is too fucking ridiculous!

Just now, he almost thought that World War III was about to break out!
As it turned out, the person who made the Speaker so panicked that he had to hide in the White House bunker was just a lone prisoner...

"This is no ordinary criminal!"

Pelari took a deep breath. Others might not understand, but as she had been in charge of the frame-up, assassination, and siege of Rorschach from beginning to end, and had even dispatched fighter planes, she knew very well how terrifying this man was.

"Ever since he escaped from prison, haven't you seen how dangerous he is?" She gritted her teeth and explained to the two men in front of her, "This guy is far more dangerous than any criminal on the federal wanted list! He even shot down an F-15! Don't tell me you're still underestimating him!"

"I think you're blinded by fear," Underwood sneered disdainfully. "Even if he's a killer, he can't kill a high-ranking cabinet official in DC. You've been accompanied by dozens of Secret Service agents when you've been out these days. Do you think they're just decorations?" The Black President also shook his head and said helplessly, "I'm well aware of how dangerous Rorschach is, but using the bunker just for him is too much. Not only will I not approve your request, but the Vice President will neither. Forget it."

"Then I need to take the doomsday plane." Pelari continued to make demands unwillingly.

"impossible!"

This time, the black president's expression was even more discontented. "That's the 'Sky White House' that can only be deployed in the event of a nuclear war or a national emergency. Every takeoff requires approval from the Military Committee. Do you think you can get approval based on that ridiculous excuse of yours?"

Underwood scoffed, "When faced with danger, your first instinct as Speaker is either to go to the White House bunker or to a protected area like the Doomsday Plane, which only the president has access to. Pep, you don't seem to be putting yourself in the right place."

"He's right."

The President pointed at Pelari, who was about to get angry at Underwood, and suggested, "If you're really worried about Rorschach, you can use the underground bunker on Capitol Hill. It's not only nuclear-proof, but also equipped with an independent communications system. As Speaker, you can order its activation at any time."

"Do you think I haven't thought about it? But that place has only one entrance and exit, and a whole day has passed since Rorschach called Jack. This guy is most likely waiting for me near the bunker with a gun!" Pelari said unhappily.

After hearing this, the President and Underwood couldn't help but look at each other.

They were now even more certain that the Speaker had truly fainted from fear.

If you suspect an ambush, wouldn't it be enough to just send the Capitol Police and the Secret Service to investigate in advance?

Such a simple method, but Pelari didn't even think of it now.

"In that case, you might as well find an FBI or Secret Service safe house."

The President suppressed his impatience and suggested, "If you're still worried, go find Jack and ask him to give you the address of a CTU safe house. With the level of confidentiality CTU provides, that should reassure you, right?"

"Don't worry? I seriously suspect Jack and Rorschach are in cahoots!" Pelari said angrily, "He called me this morning, and only reminded me in the evening! He's deliberately seeking revenge!"

The President and Underwood shook their heads secretly, and no one paid any attention to her words.

If Jack was really in cahoots with Rorschach, Pelari would probably have been killed by a cruise missile on his way to the White House.

At this time, seeing that all his proposals were rejected by the President, although Pelari was angry, he was helpless.

Now that I think about it calmly, the safety measures I just mentioned are indeed a bit outrageous.

"Then I will need close protection from the Federal Protective Service (FPS) and the FBI Hostage Rescue Team (HRT)."

"No problem, you can mobilize these with your authority, no need to apply to me."

"Also, have the 3rd Infantry Division and the 902nd Military Police Battalion stationed at Fort Belvoir provide support two blocks away. They should be ready to deploy the Avenger air defense system at any time to block the airspace."

".wear."

The President took a deep breath, then waved his hand impatiently, "Stop making these requests that I can't possibly agree to. No matter how powerful Rorschach is, he's just one man. He's not Al-Qaeda! He's not Team TL!"

"It seems that our Speaker has been scared out of his wits." Underwood laughed sarcastically.

Pelari closed his eyes slightly, said nothing more, and turned to leave the Oval Office.

When she pushed the door open again, she heard the shrill laughter behind her. She suddenly stopped and said slowly without looking back, "You'd better pray that I can solve this trouble tonight. Otherwise, sooner or later, he will point his gun at you."

boom--

The heavy oak door slammed shut.

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At night, the sky gradually darkened.

Underwood returned home and stood in front of the French window, smoking alone.

He rarely smokes on weekdays. Only when his emotions are fluctuating greatly will he use tobacco to calm down when he is alone at home.

Not long after, another woman appeared in front of the window.

A woman with neat short blond hair, also smoking.

She is the wife of this party whip and also his business partner.

"Are you still worried about the military spending reduction bill?" Claire asked softly.

"No, the president has already decided to cut military spending next year. If Congress passes this, the entire military will become the president's enemy."

Underwood raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "This is my first big gift to the President. It's to punish him for breaking his promise and taking away the position of Secretary of State that should have belonged to me!"

"Then what are you still struggling with?" Claire raised her eyebrows in confusion.

After a few seconds of silence, Underwood chuckled and said, "I'm considering whether to give a second generous gift."

"for example?"

"The body of our great Speaker."

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(End of this chapter)