Chapter 815 Royal Treatment
Inside the base of Africa's No. 1 Mercenary Army, there was not a single voice, and it was eerily quiet.
There were only sparse chirping of insects, birds and the crackling of flames.
A red figure walked towards the military tent step by step.
Apart from him, there was no other human being walking on two legs.
Is Ma Li bursting into tears? He couldn't hear the gunfire or the wailing.
He understood that this meant that his mercenary team was completely wiped out.
Crazy batch Ma Li tightly held the trigger of the M240 7.62mm machine gun and aimed it at the entrance of the command room.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, mom sells batches, mom sells batches!!! Damn it, no matter what kind of monster you are, I will kill you with one shot..." Crazy Pi Ma Li kept using swear words to cheer himself up. .
Time passed by second by second.
The big guys in the White House who were watching the live broadcast of Crazy Criticism Horsepower in front of the TV all held their breaths.
Their current perspective is the same as that of Kuang Bimaili, staring at the entrance of the tent.
Suddenly...the picture on the TV rotated 1420 degrees...
The picture strangely captured a headless man standing.
Everyone in the white house looked pale...
This is the picture of Feng Bimali being beheaded, his body separated, and the camera above his head capturing him...
CIA Director Pu Ximalbi was holding coffee in his hand and looking at the screen with a pale face.
Four-star general Jim Campbell was stunned and broke into a cold sweat.
President Sleep King is incontinent again, and the life secretary is helping him change his pants.
Only James Lincoln remained calm.
Although he had a mental preset, it would be extremely difficult to destroy Qinchuan.
But I didn't expect it would be so difficult...
The TV screen remained stagnant for a long time, then suddenly moved again.
The camera on Crazy Pi Ma Li's head was removed.
A Chinese face covered in blood but with a relaxed smile appeared in the camera.
"You should be the president of the United States, King Sleep." Qin Chuan greeted the camera.
He felt relaxed and comfortable at this time, as if he had just done a moderate exercise.
There was dead silence in the President's Office.
No one dared to speak.
Qin Chuan politely extended his middle finger and tapped it at the camera, "Why don't you say anything? I'm giving you face. Your friend has received royal treatment."
There was dead silence in the President's Office.
King Sleep asked tremblingly, "What kind of royal treatment..."
James Lincoln twitched the corner of his mouth and replied, "What he means is that he gave Kuangbiao Horsepower, the treatment of Louis XVI..."
King Slip was suddenly startled, and a sour stench spread again.
The life secretary who had just packed up the president and walked to the door frowned and sighed inwardly.
'Damn it, this old guy is finished, isn't he... He can't control this, and he's still acting like a shitty president. '
The life secretary had no choice but to take out another old man's diaper and stepped forward to help King Slip change it.
In the picture, Qin Chuan received no response, and his expression became extremely serious.
He pointed at the camera and said, "You old man, we promised to fight with civil war and economic war, but you insist on fighting with force. Okay, okay... Let's see you in the white house in the United States."
After Qin Chuan said this, the TV screen immediately went black.
In the Oval Office, you can hear a pin drop.
Until there was a scream at the scene.
"what..."
King Slip's life secretary screamed and fell backwards.
When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw that the secretary's face was covered in yellow water by King Slip.
Everyone was not surprised and turned around silently.
Seeing the president of the United States looking like this, James Lincoln had mixed feelings in his heart.
Everyone waited for the life secretary to take care of the president and then sat back on the sofa.
At this time, CIA Director Puxi Mahler's face turned pale.
King Slip slapped the table and roared at him, "Is this the bastard you spent a billion dollars to hire? There are more than two hundred people, and they claim to be the number one mercenary. I don't think they are qualified to wipe my ass!" "
Puxi Malebi did not dare to refute what was said.
King Slip jumped up and said, "What should we do now? You have all heard that he is coming to the United States! He is coming to my presidential office! He is coming, and none of you can hide!"
Four-star general Jim Campbell said, "Call the Chinese ambassador over immediately, Faker, they Chinese people are still rebelling against heaven."
Upon hearing this, King Sleep said angrily, "Yes, call the Ambassador of China over here!"
But James Lincoln said, "No, call the Chinese ambassador and bring the matter to the international community. How can we, the United States, keep our face?"
King Slip frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Your Excellency, President, you cannot make this matter a big deal. If it gets bigger and it is known that the President of the United States was threatened by a Chinese college student, where will the face of us Americans be from now on? If this matter is to be spread internationally, how can it be done? It’s not about being laughed out of your head.”
When King Slip heard this, he scratched his head crazily, "This won't work, that won't work, what should I do? He's coming to the White House, wouldn't I... wouldn't I want to die... I can't die, I can't die... I still want to go to the island to play. There are many girls waiting for me on the island. I want to watch them solve math problems. I can’t die..."
Looking at the somewhat unconscious King Sleep, James Lincoln showed a hint of disdain on his expression.
'I really don't understand why those big families would put such a person in power. '
He thought for a moment and said to Jim Campbell again, "General Jim, how many manpower do we have in the nearby waters?"
Jim was stunned. "Currently, there are warships from four countries in the Atlantic Ocean that can be deployed, and each warship has marines on board."
"Okay, very good, I want you to devote all the manpower of the four countries to the Kingdom of Swazi. We must not let Qin Chuan leave alive!"
"Is this...is this going too far? Let the Marines of the Four Nations openly go to a sovereign country..."
"What's going on? Didn't you see the video just now? Is Qin Chuan an ordinary person? He can survive under a hail of bullets. If you don't do something, do you want to wait for him to kill him in the United States!"
Jim Campbell lowered his head and pondered. On the one hand, he definitely didn't want the other party to come to the United States.
On the other hand, if you do what James Lincoln said.
From now on, the person who will take the blame will probably be himself.
Seeing the other party's hesitation, James Lincoln shouted angrily, "What are you still thinking about!"
Jim Campbell hesitated and thought, 'I have to find someone who takes the blame. '
So he gave up traditional communication methods to avoid leaving evidence.
Instead, he chose to take out his phone and start shaking people.
Blue Star, Atlantic Ocean.
The warships of the four countries were sailing slowly on the sea.
The United States, Australia, Japan and the Philippines are holding joint exercises.
Just when the four countries had just finished their exercises and were about to take a break.
The leaders of the four-nation military exercise received a message from the Telegram APP at the same time...
