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Everyone showed an overjoyed expression and clapped their hands and cheered.

It was actually terminated?

Haha, God bless!

That little cutie made it?

Fuck, that's beautifully done!

Some staff members at the scene even hugged each other and cried with joy.

If the war is stopped, they won't have to die.

Haha ...

On the main seat.

As the acting president, Jonathan still sat in his seat with a calm and composed look on his face.

It can be said that he is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

But it also stood out from the crowd around him who were cheering and celebrating their survival.

A committee member noticed this scene in surprise and couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Mr. Vice President, why do you look unhappy?"

Jonathan glanced at the inquiring committee member, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

You were calling him "President" all the time just now, but now you've changed your tune?

It is true that the world is becoming more corrupt and people's hearts are no longer as they used to be.

These politicians have shown their ugly faces of turning their backs on their employees and abandoning them after they have served their purpose.

Then he frowned and said with a double meaning, "Although the nuclear missile launch has been stopped, our President and four senior federal officials are still in the hands of the remnants of the Illuminati.

"Isn't it a little too early to be happy now?"

"Forehead……"

The committee member was stunned when he heard this, and the happy expression on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a headache.

Yeah, nuclear weapons standstill.

But the president is still in their hands, so it is indeed a little too early for them to be happy.

at this time.

The staff also noticed that a video communication request from within the White House was coming from the big screen.

"Sir, video call request from the White House!"

"Get in."

Soon, the video was connected.

The face of a young Asian woman appeared on the screen, behind her stood five people including George Herbert, who were wearing black hoods.

"Your government's tactics are truly brilliant. We admit defeat."

"But if you want your president to survive, you must fulfill our conditions. Otherwise... you will bear the consequences at your own risk!"

After saying that, the Asian woman pulled off the black hood on George Herbert's head.

Pull it over and shoot it in the forehead.

The threat is obvious!

The expressions of all the members of the emergency committee also became gloomy, and their eyes flashed with flames of anger.

These powerful figures who could cover the sky with one hand were actually threatened by a woman.

Damn Fuck!

But they had to compromise and spread the news that the President of the United States died at the hands of terrorists.

And in the White House, the center of power in their country of Sam, it is simply a great shame and humiliation, a slap in the face!

This kind of thing must never happen.

Chapter 352 The Belated Masonic Team

Outside the White House at this time.

The Masonic S-class team was delayed in arriving, causing Sam's military to suffer heavy losses.

Because the remaining ten desperate warriors were out of ammunition and food, they first rushed out to fight hand-to-hand, and then suddenly blew themselves up.

The entire two-kilometer area within the White House has basically become an area where zombies are active.

Most of these zombies are resurrected American soldiers.

There are also infected people.

If it hadn't been suppressed by firepower, it would have spread to the surrounding areas long ago.

Then the zombie virus can be spread through the air, which also means that the area of infection is quietly expanding...

Just when the commander-in-chief on the scene was in a panic, a huge noise was heard from the sky.

buzzing-

It sounds like the sound of a helicopter propeller turning!

When the commander-in-chief on the scene heard this voice, his expression suddenly brightened with joy.

Haha, the support from the Freemasons has finally arrived!

Without saying a word, he rushed out of the temporary command center first.

Others followed closely behind.

As soon as everyone came out, they saw a dark black tilt-rotor aircraft with sharp lines appear in the air.

The tilt-rotor aircraft fuselage, with two inverted V-structured patterns, is named the Triple Great Light.

The symbolic symbol composed of a divider, a square and a book is the most basic representative emblem of Freemasonry.

It was the long-awaited Masonic S-class team: Scorpion Lion.

When the commander-in-chief on the scene saw the Masonic tilt-rotor aircraft, he was so excited that he immediately took off his hat and waved it towards it as a greeting.

Masonic support has arrived.

Don't let so many innocent soldiers go up and die.

He could finally relax from the immense pressure he had been bearing.

However, the Freemasons ignored it.

It's like a dog licking the white moonlight in its heart, but in the end it gets nothing.

The pilot simply glanced down and continued to fly the tilt-rotor aircraft toward the White House.

At the same time, he said to the radio: "Hey man, does that lieutenant general look like a fool?"

As soon as these words came out.

Suddenly, many Scorpion Lion team members in the cabin burst into laughter.

The joke is over.

The driver continued, "We've reached our destination, guys. You can start moving now. Please help me kick these zombies' butts!"

"You dare to interrupt my vacation? You're asking for trouble."

"Haha, Glass, don't worry, I will kick their butts hard."

Someone replied.

Pilot Glass smiled and opened the hatch of the tilt-rotor aircraft.

At this moment, they have appeared at the front door of the White House.

Below were hundreds of zombies who were suppressed and in a state of frenzy.

They were pinned down at the front door of the White House, gathered densely.

Captain Manticore glanced at the zombie horde below, then turned and shouted to his team members, "My dear boys, your carnival time has come!"

"Kang Mang, what are you waiting for?

"Come on, jump from here!"

As he said this, he called on his team members to jump down without taking any protective measures.

There is nothing else except the individual combat uniform on his body.

Ouch!

The members of the Scorpion Lion team howled excitedly like a group of wild wolves that had been hungry for several days.

Then he whistled like a gangster and jumped down without hesitation.

The tilt-rotor aircraft is at least six or seven stories above the ground.

If an ordinary person falls, he will be disabled if not dead.

But these animals are different. Before they were injected with the super soldier serum developed by the Freemasons, they were notorious top mercenaries.

Everyone's physical fitness is definitely among the top elite among humans.

After being injected with super soldier serum, he also became more powerful.

Probably equivalent to Captain America's level.

There are twelve people in the Scorpion Lion Squad, and each of them is a captain of the United States.

With such powerful strength, he is like a ferocious and invincible bulldozer when he enters a group of zombies.

Like a tiger entering a wolf's den!

There was a bang.

One after another, they landed like superheroes, leaving the ground cracked like spider webs.

Ouch!

The sight of living people by the frenzied zombies is like a cat smelling fish.

One zombie after another let out terrible roars and rushed over with fangs and claws bared.

When the members of the Scorpion Lion team saw this scene, the corners of their mouths curled up, full of confidence.

They didn't even use the automatic rifles behind them, but directly drew out the sharp knives at their waists.

Holding the knife, he kicked off and rushed forward as a shadow!

And they specifically attacked the zombies' heads, obviously they knew that the zombies' weakness was in the head.

Once their heads are chopped off, these zombies will be completely dead.

Zombies are easier to kill in their hands than cutting a watermelon.

It was effortless to clear out most of the zombies at the front door of the White House.

at the same time.

In the tilt-rotor aircraft hovering above the front door of the White House, Captain Scorpion Lion, who did not jump out, also moved the Gatling gun to the hatch.

Open fire decisively at the zombies below!

dong dong dong-

The muzzle of the Gatling gun was emitting blue flames!

Golden bullet casings clattered into the cabin or fell to the ground.

The zombies below were constantly being harvested crazily.

Just as the Scorpion Lion Squad was harvesting the zombies outside the White House, a shadow entered the White House like lightning.

Captain Manticore seemed to have noticed something and his brows suddenly furrowed.

He looked towards the White House gate with sharp eyes.

As a result, naturally nothing was found.