On the edge of the Demon Realm, the two incompatible presidents actually held hands together and talked like old friends. The congregation behind them looked at these two masked men who were almost identical in height and size, and for a moment they couldn't tell who was who.

At the same time, an armored jeep drove into the canyon, and the wheels ran over the corpses of the red wolf mercenaries in the canyon, slowly winding around the mountain road, and stopping next to the corpse of one of the red wolf mercenaries.

The door opened, and a man stepped down, crouching down and placing his index finger under the mercenary's nose. After a moment, the man shook his head, the silver mask on his face reflecting a strange brilliance in the light of the setting sun.

"Commander?" the driver of the jeep poked his head out of the window, he looked at the miserable red wolf mercenary on the hillside and blinked in horror: "This place looks too weird. ”

"Hmph. The masked man stood up and said with some dissatisfaction: "These guys are so disobedient, I let them enter the demon realm and wait, but they all lost their lives here!"

The masked man said and turned to look at the devastated canyon, the mushrooms that once took the life of the red wolf mercenary had all rotted, and the air emitted an indescribable smell, the scene was indeed very strange.

The masked man surveyed the terrain again, then returned to the car, he tapped lightly on the seat in the cab, and the driver immediately rolled up the window, drove the jeep back on, and drove up the hill.

As the sun sets, night is approaching, and the hungry are ready to sleep to ward off their hunger, but many are still unable to fall asleep.

Among those who could not sleep peacefully after nightfall was President White Eagle, who was actively following the progress of the mission to attack China.

The young president was sitting in the military intelligence command room, nervously watching the footage of the battle ahead that had just been transmitted back not long ago.

According to the established plan, the general attack of the White Eagle on Huaxia should have begun. However, as can be seen from the video, the White Eagle's attack seems to have met with organized resistance from the Huaxia side.

The mission was not going well, and the round icemen who had been preparing at sea to help White Eagle attack Huaxia seemed to have been in a state of immobility.

"Damn, how could this be? Didn't you think about the attack plan before? Didn't you say that this operation would definitely succeed? What the hell is going on now?"

The young president slapped the table heavily, the expression on his face was ugly, in fact, he was very opposed to this attack plan from beginning to end.

As an elected president, that's not the way he wants to govern the country.

Although the land area of White Eagle is constantly shrinking due to the encroachment of monsters, and even the scientists of White Eagle assert that the current land will shrink to only 1/3 of the current state in a year or two, but he still does not want to use force to seize the land of other countries.

What he really wants to do is to obtain enough territory from other countries to house the White Eagle people through negotiation or redemption, and he has even made a bill in this regard, but it has been suppressed by the think tank and the chief of staff, and the bill does not even have the possibility of entering the parliament.

The mission, which he strongly opposed, was underway, but the mission was far from achieving its goal.

According to the established plan, tonight, the Silver Warriors should occupy the main key sectors of Huaxia and, with the help of the allies, control the main leaders of the White Eagle.

However, until now, the White Eagle soldiers were still engaged in white-knuckle battles in the streets and alleys, and they were still very far away from the location of those mission targets.

Judging from the current speed of attack and attrition, the White Eagle president, who was not born as a military strategist, can also judge that the White Eagle mission this time is a failure.

Why did this happen? This task cost the White Eagle several years of his budget, and it is impossible for the White Eagle to organize such a meticulous attack with the manpower and material resources at present.

If at the beginning he had been able to follow his plan and use these budgets to purchase the future territory of the White Eagle, the White Eagle would now have a large number of overseas enclaves. But this money seems to have been all wasted, and not only that, but a large number of White Eagle soldiers died on the land of Huaxia!

The young president covered his face with his hands in pain, and for a moment he felt disillusioned and didn't want to do anything.

However, at this moment, the chief of staff across the long table suddenly got up and walked to the president's side, and he leaned down and whispered in the president's ear: "Mr. President, please come with me." ”

"What's the matter?" the president's tone was a little weak, but he still lowered his hands and turned to look at the chief of staff with a cold face.

"It's time to meet the one. The chief of staff is in his 50s, and the chief of staff, who has served two terms as president, is arguably the most senior chief of staff in the Octagon and the No. 3 person in the White Eagle after the vice president in actual power.

"What? It's time again?" the president's brows furrowed even deeper, and he said with some reluctance: "I have such an important task today, can I not go?" ”

"What do you say?" the chief of staff did not answer his question, but straightened up and stared at the president with a rather playful gaze, until the president reluctantly got up and walked out of the military command room with him, and the chief of staff closed his gaze.

The two men walked silently in the corridor, one after the other, covered with ornate carpets. Soon they were in the elevator room, where the chief of staff skillfully pressed the elevator door open, and the president followed him into the elevator with a blank expression.

The chief of staff pressed a button without any markings, and the elevator went up quickly, and when the elevator finally stopped, the young president couldn't help but look up at the elevator sign, there were only two horizontal bars on the elevator panel display, and it was impossible to tell how many floors there were.

The elevator door opened smoothly, and outside the door stood a number of special forces men dressed in black, all armed and looking very serious. Even when the president came over, the soldiers at the door still carefully checked the documents of the two men before letting them pass.

There were no other rooms in this long corridor, and the black iron door at the end was the only goal of the two men's trip.

The chief of staff carefully knocked on the door with his hand, and the iron door opened automatically after a beep, and the two men glanced at each other, and then walked into the rather mysterious room one after the other.

"Are you a little late for today?"

There isn't much furniture in this large room, and the whole room has a very rustic color palette.

Behind the only desk, a man slowly turned around, he looked up at the two who had just entered, but the expression on his face could not be seen by them, because on his face, there was also a silver mask!

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