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Chapter 884
chapter 0366 part 1
Chapter 362: The Onlooking Fishing Enthusiast
The bloody light illuminated most of New Jersey red. In the sky, national governments also noticed this bizarre scene via satellite.
Federal White House, Underground Safety Bunker. White House officials and Agents were busy working tensely inside the Bunker.
This Underground Safety Bunker system located beneath the White House was first ordered to be built during WWII by the then Federal President Roosevelt, with the purpose of preventing future nuclear war. It is located six floors deep underground, with walls up to one meter thick, making its safety rating unquestionable.
However, the comfort level is quite ordinary. Even the Federal President only has a private space three meters long and two and a half meters wide in this Bunker, and it is only equipped with four bunk beds. The good news is that there is a dedicated private bathroom in the room. As for the size, it can only be said that compared to the White House office environment, it is extremely spartan.
Of course, this Underground Safety Bunker is not a place for the President to take refuge for a long time, but merely a temporary transfer point, so the construction is entirely focused on practicality.
This is because it was considered that once nuclear war breaks out, the enemy will deploy biological weapons.
Therefore, to be completely isolated from the outside world, there is no air supply in this Underground Safety Bunker. It can provide air for a maximum of 2 days.
To prevent eavesdropping, the room is also equipped with satellite phones and a positioning system.
In case of an emergency, the President will take refuge in the Bunker for a maximum of two days. If the situation is still not under control.
The President will leave the Bunker. There is a 200-meter-long tunnel inside the Bunker that connects to the Underground Vault of the Treasury Building. Below the Vault, there is a similar tunnel that leads directly to Federal Avenue.
There will also be corresponding reception personnel here to escort the President to a safe zone.
At this moment, the Black President, who was forced to take refuge in the Bunker, was throwing a tantrum. The reason he came to the Underground Safety Bunker was because the White House received an urgent message from the Department of Defense that ARGUS had lost a megaton-class nuclear bomb on the Federal Mainland.
"Tell those idiots in the Military, I don't want their explanation, I just want that nuclear bomb! If they can't find it, or if that nuclear bomb explodes in New York, in Washington, then I'll send them to the Federal Military Court!"
The Black President consciously ignored the fact that he had personally signed the nuclear bomb launch authorization, venting his full rage at the Department of Defense Head on the other side of the video call.
Facing the angry President, the person in charge could only lower his head and remain silent, quietly listening to his reprimands.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this matter was entirely ARGUS's unilateral decision, insisting on using a nuclear bomb to solve the problem, but now that things were messed up, they wanted the Military to take the blame, simply because the A.R.G.U.S. Head, that bloated Black Person, was supported by the President before him.
It was truly ironic. Because of their prolific nature, these human form cotton harvesters had instead become the largest voting bloc in the Federation by virtue of their numbers. Even some Major Conglomerates had to consider the increasing number of Black Chives and put forward this Black President.
"Under a low wall, one has to bow their head!" The Military Person in Charge thought of this country proverb, his heart filled with helplessness.
The Black President cursed for more than ten minutes until the room doorbell rang, only then did he reluctantly let go of the Military Person in Charge.
"Enter!"
A tall figure pushed open the heavy security door with some effort and walked in:
"Mr. President, the situation in New Jersey has not been brought under control. I think you need to leave here as soon as possible. Air Force One is ready!"
The Black President looked at the woman who walked in and frowned.
The old woman before him, who was over one meter eighty tall, dressed in a professional suit, and acted very rigidly, was his White House Chief of Staff. She was a very capable politician.
Aside from her skin color, which he was dissatisfied with, this Secretary-General could be said to be his political confidant.
"Has the matter really developed to this point?"
Although the Black President trusted the Secretary-General's judgment, out of consideration for a superior and political influence, he did not want to go to Air Force One.
After all, once he boarded the air fortress, the political and economic influence, could directly affect the federal economy.
(This would affect his and the political party behind him's approval rating) This was something he could not accept.
"According to the report from Amanda Waller, she claims the matter is under control, but according to the picture/frame monitored by our satellite, those alien invader are gone, but our Energy Monitoring Tower has found that the energy radiation fluctuations there are rapidly expanding! Clearly, Ms. Waller has concealed some important information from us!"
The White House Chief of Staff handed a copy of the energy monitoring report in her hand to the Black President. The Federal President took the documents and saw the vertically rising energy red line on it, causing him to frown tightly.
"How strong is the energy fluctuation?"
"It has exceeded the detection range of the Energy Monitoring Tower. According to Dr. Sheridan, the person in charge of the monitoring tower, if the energy source there explodes, it is enough to destroy most of the Federation! Mr. President, it is time to make a decision! For national safety, you must immediately board Air Force One and command the Federation through this calamity!"
The Black President looked at the serious old woman before him and was also startled by the scene she described. Anxious, he couldn't help but rub his temple.
"Alright! Go prepare!"
After receiving the Black President's order, the White House Chief of Staff immediately went out to arrange the evacuation matters.
After seeing the room door closed, the Black President got up, picked up the satellite phone nearby, and directly called the ARGUS Cobra Commander Amanda Waller's phone number.
"Idiot! What are you trying to hide? Do you think you're very smart and everyone else is stupid, you ****"
On the ARGUS command battleship, Amanda Waller had just been standing in front of a group of subordinates, issuing orders with high spirits. The next moment, she took the encrypted phone handed to her by her secretary.
Chapter 362: The Onlooking Fishing Enthusiast
The bloody light illuminated most of New Jersey red. In the sky, national governments also noticed this bizarre scene via satellite.
Federal White House, Underground Safety Bunker. White House officials and Agents were busy working tensely inside the Bunker.
This Underground Safety Bunker system located beneath the White House was first ordered to be built during WWII by the then Federal President Roosevelt, with the purpose of preventing future nuclear war. It is located six floors deep underground, with walls up to one meter thick, making its safety rating unquestionable.
However, the comfort level is quite ordinary. Even the Federal President only has a private space three meters long and two and a half meters wide in this Bunker, and it is only equipped with four bunk beds. The good news is that there is a dedicated private bathroom in the room. As for the size, it can only be said that compared to the White House office environment, it is extremely spartan.
Of course, this Underground Safety Bunker is not a place for the President to take refuge for a long time, but merely a temporary transfer point, so the construction is entirely focused on practicality.
This is because it was considered that once nuclear war breaks out, the enemy will deploy biological weapons.
Therefore, to be completely isolated from the outside world, there is no air supply in this Underground Safety Bunker. It can provide air for a maximum of 2 days.
To prevent eavesdropping, the room is also equipped with satellite phones and a positioning system.
In case of an emergency, the President will take refuge in the Bunker for a maximum of two days. If the situation is still not under control.
The President will leave the Bunker. There is a 200-meter-long tunnel inside the Bunker that connects to the Underground Vault of the Treasury Building. Below the Vault, there is a similar tunnel that leads directly to Federal Avenue.
There will also be corresponding reception personnel here to escort the President to a safe zone.
At this moment, the Black President, who was forced to take refuge in the Bunker, was throwing a tantrum. The reason he came to the Underground Safety Bunker was because the White House received an urgent message from the Department of Defense that ARGUS had lost a megaton-class nuclear bomb on the Federal Mainland.
"Tell those idiots in the Military, I don't want their explanation, I just want that nuclear bomb! If they can't find it, or if that nuclear bomb explodes in New York, in Washington, then I'll send them to the Federal Military Court!"
The Black President consciously ignored the fact that he had personally signed the nuclear bomb launch authorization, venting his full rage at the Department of Defense Head on the other side of the video call.
Facing the angry President, the person in charge could only lower his head and remain silent, quietly listening to his reprimands.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this matter was entirely ARGUS's unilateral decision, insisting on using a nuclear bomb to solve the problem, but now that things were messed up, they wanted the Military to take the blame, simply because the A.R.G.U.S. Head, that bloated Black Person, was supported by the President before him.
It was truly ironic. Because of their prolific nature, these human form cotton harvesters had instead become the largest voting bloc in the Federation by virtue of their numbers. Even some Major Conglomerates had to consider the increasing number of Black Chives and put forward this Black President.
"Under a low wall, one has to bow their head!" The Military Person in Charge thought of this country proverb, his heart filled with helplessness.
The Black President cursed for more than ten minutes until the room doorbell rang, only then did he reluctantly let go of the Military Person in Charge.
"Enter!"
A tall figure pushed open the heavy security door with some effort and walked in:
"Mr. President, the situation in New Jersey has not been brought under control. I think you need to leave here as soon as possible. Air Force One is ready!"
The Black President looked at the woman who walked in and frowned.
The old woman before him, who was over one meter eighty tall, dressed in a professional suit, and acted very rigidly, was his White House Chief of Staff. She was a very capable politician.
Aside from her skin color, which he was dissatisfied with, this Secretary-General could be said to be his political confidant.
"Has the matter really developed to this point?"
Although the Black President trusted the Secretary-General's judgment, out of consideration for a superior and political influence, he did not want to go to Air Force One.
After all, once he boarded the air fortress, the political and economic influence, could directly affect the federal economy.
(This would affect his and the political party behind him's approval rating) This was something he could not accept.
"According to the report from Amanda Waller, she claims the matter is under control, but according to the picture/frame monitored by our satellite, those alien invader are gone, but our Energy Monitoring Tower has found that the energy radiation fluctuations there are rapidly expanding! Clearly, Ms. Waller has concealed some important information from us!"
The White House Chief of Staff handed a copy of the energy monitoring report in her hand to the Black President. The Federal President took the documents and saw the vertically rising energy red line on it, causing him to frown tightly.
"How strong is the energy fluctuation?"
"It has exceeded the detection range of the Energy Monitoring Tower. According to Dr. Sheridan, the person in charge of the monitoring tower, if the energy source there explodes, it is enough to destroy most of the Federation! Mr. President, it is time to make a decision! For national safety, you must immediately board Air Force One and command the Federation through this calamity!"
The Black President looked at the serious old woman before him and was also startled by the scene she described. Anxious, he couldn't help but rub his temple.
"Alright! Go prepare!"
After receiving the Black President's order, the White House Chief of Staff immediately went out to arrange the evacuation matters.
After seeing the room door closed, the Black President got up, picked up the satellite phone nearby, and directly called the ARGUS Cobra Commander Amanda Waller's phone number.
"Idiot! What are you trying to hide? Do you think you're very smart and everyone else is stupid, you ****"
On the ARGUS command battleship, Amanda Waller had just been standing in front of a group of subordinates, issuing orders with high spirits. The next moment, she took the encrypted phone handed to her by her secretary.
