Just as the room was filled in terrible silence, an old man in a suit suddenly opened the door and walked in from outside, smiling and bowing: "Good evening, Mr. President, and gentlemen and ladies of the Government of the United States of America. I'm very tempted to bother you at this time, but I don't think you should be able to sleep right now, right? After all, more than 10,000 U.S. soldiers were killed in a nuclear attack, and hundreds of billions of dollars in weapons and equipment were lost, enough to keep any U.S. president awake all night. ”

"Who are you?!and!How did you get in?" the Secretary of Defense asked nervously as he looked out the door and tried to call the security guards at the door.

But unfortunately, no matter how loud he sounded, the corridor was silent, as if there was no one.

There is no doubt that this is absolutely not normal.

According to security regulations, there should be at least eight professionally trained agents on duty outside the clock to ensure the security of the president and his office.

"Dear Mr. Minister of Defense, if you want to wake up the agents outside, it's better to dismiss that thought. They are sleeping soundly now and will not wake up for at least two hours. The old man touched his meticulous sideburns, and his tone revealed undisguised playfulness.

Obviously, he was none other than Leonid, who had just arrived from the Pacific Underground Base and had changed his appearance with a little magic.

"Damn! Do you know what you're doing? You're invading the White House! Provoking the whole of America!" another old guy in military uniform warned in a fierce voice.

But unfortunately, the moment the last word blurted out, Leonid directly pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger straightforwardly.

Bang!

A crisp gunshot rang out, and the old man, who didn't know whether it was a general or a certain military boss, fell in a pool of blood.

The brains that burst out after his head was shattered by the bullet splashed the heads and faces of the people around him.

Such a bloody and cruel picture, coupled with the pungent smell of blood, suddenly made several pampered politicians can't help but start lying on the table and vomiting wildly, their eyes full of horror and disbelief.

They never dreamed that the other party would dare to shoot and kill a military dignitary in the White House.

Admiring the ugliness of the group of self-proclaimed masters of the world order in front of him, Leonid unhurriedly put the gun on the table, then pulled out a chair and took the initiative to sit down, pointing to the picture that was constantly playing on the screen: "I believe you must be curious to know, who sold a large-yield thermonuclear warhead to terrorists, right?"

"It's you?!" said the President of the United States, holding back the panic and anger in his heart, cautiously probing.

According to normal logical thinking, since the other party can pass through the tight security system outside and enter the presidential office in the White House as if no one is in a no-man's land, it will naturally have the ability to sell a thermonuclear warhead to terrorists.

You must know that since the independence of the United States, except for the White House, which was burned by the British once, this special place for the president has not been attacked again.

"Ahh Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to declare war on you today. On the contrary, I'm here to negotiate. As a matter of sincerity, I will first show our power to make sure that you do not do anything stupid. ”

The words just fell!

Leonid took out a pre-prepared list from his bosom and spread it out on the table.

After a full minute, he grinned and said with the characteristic arrogance of Slavs: "Do you see these addresses? They include all the major cities in the United States with a population of more than five million, as well as your important military bases all over the world, even the combat command center hidden in the mountains to hide from nuclear attacks." Now, make a call and confirm what's in those coordinates. Remember, no matter what you see, it's best not to act rashly, and don't try to remove the little gift I left behind, or ......"

"Are you threatening?" said the president, trying to keep his toughness on his side.

But Leonid only smiled contemptuously and shook his head: "No, sir, I just wanted to state a fact. Anyway, make a phone call before you understand who you're dealing with. ”

The two looked at each other for about two or three minutes, and the president of the United States finally couldn't hold back, picked up the phone and dialed one of the numbers, and the coordinates corresponding to the address were on the other side of the phone.

In less than 20 minutes, the other party transmitted the footage captured at the scene through the Internet.

In the center of the picture is nothing else, but an activated nuclear warhead, placed on the top floor of a commercial building on Wall Street in the United States.

This was followed by the second ......

Third ......

Fourth ......

When the number exceeded eighty, everyone in the White House presidential office began to tremble slightly, even forgetting about the military top brass who had been killed by a single shot.

Because the place where these more than 80 nuclear warheads are placed is either a large R&D center that costs millions of dollars a year, or the heart of finance and manufacturing, or even a top university.

If all of them are detonated, it is estimated that the entire United States will be directly paralyzed, and the upper class will be devastatedly purged, and even if some of them survive, they will no longer be able to continue to control the country, but will inevitably move towards division and civil war.

"This is a terrorist attack! The U.S. government will never bow down to terrorists!" the secretary of defense stood up sharply and roared loudly with excitement.

"Terrorist attack?hahahaha!" Leonid let out a sarcastic laugh with his arms outstretched. "Oh my God, isn't the United States the biggest terrorist in the world? What's more, so far, I have only sold a nuclear warhead to Zarqawi, and the rest has no intention of detonating. I'm just trying to tell you, to tell the nasty CIA, to stop chasing us like a male dog in heat. Otherwise......"

"What else? Do you dare to launch a terrorist attack on the United States and start a thermonuclear war?" the American president asked, narrowing his eyes.

"You can understand it that way! You know? We don't mind the complete destruction of this world, and we don't mind killing more than 90 percent of the world's people! Anyway, for us, it's just a new beginning. But for you, for the rich Americans who are plundering the wealth of the entire world through financial hegemony behind their backs, it's not just about starting over. You will lose your privileged life, you will lose the money you have obtained through dirty means, and you will even lose your life. Now, tell me, dear Mr. President, will you agree to my terms, or will you let me detonate all my nuclear warheads and have a hard-box game of Fallout Wasteland?"