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This is a difficult day.
The president in the oval office is sitting on pins and needles.
The chief of staff persuaded him to hide in the underground air-raid shelter to avoid the worst possible outcome, even too late to escape.
"Your Excellency, we cannot put all our hopes on Major General Cavill."
He said so.
"What else can I do? Ask the British for help, or look for the Siberian red brown bear? This is not the third world war, and there are no allies. They will just wait quietly while talking perfunctory diplomatic rhetoric. The United States collapsed and fell!"
The President took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his red nose.
At this moment, he even wanted to learn from the dead head and scolded "Mom messed with Fake."
"I can only believe in Superman and create miracles again! At least Boston and Philadelphia have not fallen, and millions of citizens in New York are also waiting for news of victory."
Mr. President’s voice was exhausted, and he said earnestly: “At this time, if it is said that the President leaves the White House and hides in an underground air-raid shelter, what should the people staying in New York think? People may not notice the escaped soldiers. But he will definitely spurn the general who escaped!"
The chief of staff had nothing to say and could only continue to remain silent.
Since the two atomic bombs were dropped and detonated, not only was the psychological shadow of the neon island countries serious, but the Soviet Union also actively developed the nuclear industry.
There is no ambiguity on the bald eagle side. The military has long established a secret force composed of helicopter pilots and ground crews at Olmsted Air Force Base in Pennsylvania.
They are on standby at any time to take on the important task of rescuing the president and cabinet members after the mainland is hit by a nuclear attack.
As long as the White House issues an emergency rescue signal, this force will arrive as quickly as possible, and then **** the President to the underground air-raid shelter at Weather Hill.
"God bless!"
Mr. President looked out the window, and there was no one on the green lawn.
The air defense alarm has been sounded, reminding ordinary people in Washington, DC not to go out.
All this seems to make people return to the Second World War!
"Maybe worse than the world war."
Mr. President gave a wry smile.
At least World War II did not really spread to the home base of the United States. It was all fighting on other people's turf.
But now, the army of Atlantis may soon appear in Washington, DC.
Time passed slowly by minute and second, and the sound of the minute hand and second hand moving in the room was exceptionally clear.
The chief of staff sat back on the sofa with a tragic expression, as if he was about to die for the country immediately.
Jingle Bell! Jingle Bell!
The phone placed on the big desk screamed sharply.
Mr. President's arm on the table trembled visibly.
He took a deep breath and picked up the vibrating microphone.
The chief of staff carefully observed the president's expression, looking forward to seeing a glimmer of victory in the wrinkled and exhausted face.
The voice on the other end of the phone spoke hurriedly and quickly, making him unable to hear the specific content.
"Minister Nimitz."
The president had a calm face and said with a strong tone: "Please help me convey my sincere thanks to Major General Cavill. He has once again ended a war! He is a hero of the country!"
A rather short sentence contains extremely strong emotions.
After putting down the microphone, the president supported the table with both hands.
His chest rises and falls, and his breathing is heavy.
After waiting for several minutes, the president calmed down his excitement, raised his head again, and said forcefully: "Hold a press conference to tell the people waiting for the news that we won!"
The chief of staff froze for a moment, making sure that he had not heard it wrong, and shook his arm vigorously, making a gaggle of cheers.
"I'll do it right away! Your Excellency, in which direction should you write your speech? Should it emphasize the country's leadership and decision-making, the effective cooperation of the military, or highlight...Major General Cavill?"
After sorting out his emotions for a few minutes, the chief of staff asked hesitantly.
If it is to highlight the achievements of Major General Cavill, then there must be rewards.
How long did the Second World War end before you were promoted to general?
Such a promotion speed is simply incredible!
"Of course, to tell the people truthfully, Superman once again prevented this war and brought peace to everyone."
Mr. President thought for a moment and gave the answer.
During his tenure, it was always right to have a good relationship with the major general.
As for how to prevent superhuman power from becoming too powerful, leave it to the next person in power.
"By the way, remember to contact Major General Cavill, and he will be the representative for the negotiation meeting in two hours."
Mr. President exhorted.
Young people love to be pushy.
I believe that Superman will be no exception.
The task of negotiating with Atlantis is left to the major general and S.H.I.E.L.D.
...
...
"The land world has agreed to negotiate, and the location is set on Liberty Island on the Hudson River."
Namor held the seat with both hands, reluctantly accepting the cruel reality of defeat in the war.
News came from the royal city of Poseidonia that an explosion occurred in the upper trench, burying a third of the slum area outside the protective shield.
To make matters worse, the land people have even more powerful weapons, which are being prepared for release.
Unless Namor leads the army and immediately returns to the city to protect the crystal, otherwise he is likely to become a king of subjugation.
Then came a new headache, which is that Superman may be waiting for him in the Atlantic, waiting for his door.
After reconsidering, Namor can only agree to the negotiation options.
In any case, this war cannot go on for the time being.
He can only go back to the city to replenish his equipment and physical strength, and then consider protecting the crystal and levelling the opponent's line.
"Damn bastard! Why is a terrestrial person so strong!?"
Namor cursed secretly.
Thinking of waiting to see Superman, my chest aches.
He originally decided to let the commander of the Hammerhead Shark tribe do it for him, but unfortunately the other party's weight was not enough, and he might be at a disadvantage when negotiating.
As a suitable candidate, Mr. Xiao said that when he was doing multiplayer sports at night and challenging the limit, he accidentally twisted his waist and couldn't take the job.
"Fortunately, there is the continental shelf oscillator. This is a bargaining chip...return the golden trident, otherwise the king's seat will not be stable."
Namor made up his mind and cheered for himself.
After the last tragic failure, Superman left a deep and large shadow in his heart.
The talents of the awakening mutants, coupled with the royal blood of Atlantis.
Under the double reinforcement, Namor has almost never encountered an opponent, maintaining a rare winning streak.
Until I met Superman——
Was hung and beaten!
The winning streak is over!
Cross through the chest!
Lucky escape!
Originally sitting on the throne, the peak life that ruled the four oceans took a turn for the worse and became a total tragedy.
"Let the legion commander bring enough fighters! We are only negotiating with the land people, not surrendering! We must let the other side see the powerful strength of Atlantis!"
Namor said solemnly.
The clerk in the chamber nodded and said yes.
Silently slandering inside, the rear base camp was almost taken out. Isn't this a surrender?
...
...
Two hours later, the Hudson River, Liberty Island.
A huge ship like a sea dragon is docked on Liberty Island, which is the exclusive flagship of King Atlantis.
The Hammerhead Shark Legion is strong and strong, and the Royal Guard is aggressive, guarding the crowned Namor, as if they were the victors.
On the other hand, the U.S. military has only the lined-up Atlantic Fleet that has withdrawn to its homeland, and the high-ranking navy officials with shocked faces.
Where have they seen such a big scene!
The blue-skinned Atlantis, riding a terrifying four-legged sea beast, revealed a fierce breath.
The huge ship, as strong as a fortress, casts shadow outlines to block the sun, like a sleeping sea dragon.
"Where is Major General Cavill? Isn't it here yet?"
Nimitz of the Admiralty asked quietly.
At this moment, only Superman can hold the ground!
"Probably still on the way."
The other general replied.
"The land man, the great lord of the seven seas, the ruler of the four oceans, the king of Atlantis asks you, who is the negotiator of the land world?"
The Shark Head Legion Commander asked in a harsh tone.
You look at me and I look at you, the senior officials of the Navy Department.
"The negotiator is..."
Nimitz stood up, but was interrupted by a burst of restlessness before he finished speaking.
He followed the crowd's exclamation~www.novelhall.com~ and looked up in the direction of New York Bay.
A figure appeared!
It is Superman!
"Major General Cavill, this is..."
Nimitz was puzzled.
He saw the young major general, holding a gold trident, stomping on the river volley.
Wow!
Rippling water!
Like an invisible force, forcibly separating the surging Hudson River.
A straight passage suddenly appeared!
The brilliant sunlight cast down like a layer of golden brilliance on Luke's body.
In addition, this scene is like a perfect reproduction of the sacred classics, making him like a **** descended on the world!
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This is a difficult day.
The president in the oval office is sitting on pins and needles.
The chief of staff persuaded him to hide in the underground air-raid shelter to avoid the worst possible outcome, even too late to escape.
"Your Excellency, we cannot put all our hopes on Major General Cavill."
He said so.
"What else can I do? Ask the British for help, or look for the Siberian red brown bear? This is not the third world war, and there are no allies. They will just wait quietly while talking perfunctory diplomatic rhetoric. The United States collapsed and fell!"
The President took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his red nose.
At this moment, he even wanted to learn from the dead head and scolded "Mom messed with Fake."
"I can only believe in Superman and create miracles again! At least Boston and Philadelphia have not fallen, and millions of citizens in New York are also waiting for news of victory."
Mr. President’s voice was exhausted, and he said earnestly: “At this time, if it is said that the President leaves the White House and hides in an underground air-raid shelter, what should the people staying in New York think? People may not notice the escaped soldiers. But he will definitely spurn the general who escaped!"
The chief of staff had nothing to say and could only continue to remain silent.
Since the two atomic bombs were dropped and detonated, not only was the psychological shadow of the neon island countries serious, but the Soviet Union also actively developed the nuclear industry.
There is no ambiguity on the bald eagle side. The military has long established a secret force composed of helicopter pilots and ground crews at Olmsted Air Force Base in Pennsylvania.
They are on standby at any time to take on the important task of rescuing the president and cabinet members after the mainland is hit by a nuclear attack.
As long as the White House issues an emergency rescue signal, this force will arrive as quickly as possible, and then **** the President to the underground air-raid shelter at Weather Hill.
"God bless!"
Mr. President looked out the window, and there was no one on the green lawn.
The air defense alarm has been sounded, reminding ordinary people in Washington, DC not to go out.
All this seems to make people return to the Second World War!
"Maybe worse than the world war."
Mr. President gave a wry smile.
At least World War II did not really spread to the home base of the United States. It was all fighting on other people's turf.
But now, the army of Atlantis may soon appear in Washington, DC.
Time passed slowly by minute and second, and the sound of the minute hand and second hand moving in the room was exceptionally clear.
The chief of staff sat back on the sofa with a tragic expression, as if he was about to die for the country immediately.
Jingle Bell! Jingle Bell!
The phone placed on the big desk screamed sharply.
Mr. President's arm on the table trembled visibly.
He took a deep breath and picked up the vibrating microphone.
The chief of staff carefully observed the president's expression, looking forward to seeing a glimmer of victory in the wrinkled and exhausted face.
The voice on the other end of the phone spoke hurriedly and quickly, making him unable to hear the specific content.
"Minister Nimitz."
The president had a calm face and said with a strong tone: "Please help me convey my sincere thanks to Major General Cavill. He has once again ended a war! He is a hero of the country!"
A rather short sentence contains extremely strong emotions.
After putting down the microphone, the president supported the table with both hands.
His chest rises and falls, and his breathing is heavy.
After waiting for several minutes, the president calmed down his excitement, raised his head again, and said forcefully: "Hold a press conference to tell the people waiting for the news that we won!"
The chief of staff froze for a moment, making sure that he had not heard it wrong, and shook his arm vigorously, making a gaggle of cheers.
"I'll do it right away! Your Excellency, in which direction should you write your speech? Should it emphasize the country's leadership and decision-making, the effective cooperation of the military, or highlight...Major General Cavill?"
After sorting out his emotions for a few minutes, the chief of staff asked hesitantly.
If it is to highlight the achievements of Major General Cavill, then there must be rewards.
How long did the Second World War end before you were promoted to general?
Such a promotion speed is simply incredible!
"Of course, to tell the people truthfully, Superman once again prevented this war and brought peace to everyone."
Mr. President thought for a moment and gave the answer.
During his tenure, it was always right to have a good relationship with the major general.
As for how to prevent superhuman power from becoming too powerful, leave it to the next person in power.
"By the way, remember to contact Major General Cavill, and he will be the representative for the negotiation meeting in two hours."
Mr. President exhorted.
Young people love to be pushy.
I believe that Superman will be no exception.
The task of negotiating with Atlantis is left to the major general and S.H.I.E.L.D.
...
...
"The land world has agreed to negotiate, and the location is set on Liberty Island on the Hudson River."
Namor held the seat with both hands, reluctantly accepting the cruel reality of defeat in the war.
News came from the royal city of Poseidonia that an explosion occurred in the upper trench, burying a third of the slum area outside the protective shield.
To make matters worse, the land people have even more powerful weapons, which are being prepared for release.
Unless Namor leads the army and immediately returns to the city to protect the crystal, otherwise he is likely to become a king of subjugation.
Then came a new headache, which is that Superman may be waiting for him in the Atlantic, waiting for his door.
After reconsidering, Namor can only agree to the negotiation options.
In any case, this war cannot go on for the time being.
He can only go back to the city to replenish his equipment and physical strength, and then consider protecting the crystal and levelling the opponent's line.
"Damn bastard! Why is a terrestrial person so strong!?"
Namor cursed secretly.
Thinking of waiting to see Superman, my chest aches.
He originally decided to let the commander of the Hammerhead Shark tribe do it for him, but unfortunately the other party's weight was not enough, and he might be at a disadvantage when negotiating.
As a suitable candidate, Mr. Xiao said that when he was doing multiplayer sports at night and challenging the limit, he accidentally twisted his waist and couldn't take the job.
"Fortunately, there is the continental shelf oscillator. This is a bargaining chip...return the golden trident, otherwise the king's seat will not be stable."
Namor made up his mind and cheered for himself.
After the last tragic failure, Superman left a deep and large shadow in his heart.
The talents of the awakening mutants, coupled with the royal blood of Atlantis.
Under the double reinforcement, Namor has almost never encountered an opponent, maintaining a rare winning streak.
Until I met Superman——
Was hung and beaten!
The winning streak is over!
Cross through the chest!
Lucky escape!
Originally sitting on the throne, the peak life that ruled the four oceans took a turn for the worse and became a total tragedy.
"Let the legion commander bring enough fighters! We are only negotiating with the land people, not surrendering! We must let the other side see the powerful strength of Atlantis!"
Namor said solemnly.
The clerk in the chamber nodded and said yes.
Silently slandering inside, the rear base camp was almost taken out. Isn't this a surrender?
...
...
Two hours later, the Hudson River, Liberty Island.
A huge ship like a sea dragon is docked on Liberty Island, which is the exclusive flagship of King Atlantis.
The Hammerhead Shark Legion is strong and strong, and the Royal Guard is aggressive, guarding the crowned Namor, as if they were the victors.
On the other hand, the U.S. military has only the lined-up Atlantic Fleet that has withdrawn to its homeland, and the high-ranking navy officials with shocked faces.
Where have they seen such a big scene!
The blue-skinned Atlantis, riding a terrifying four-legged sea beast, revealed a fierce breath.
The huge ship, as strong as a fortress, casts shadow outlines to block the sun, like a sleeping sea dragon.
"Where is Major General Cavill? Isn't it here yet?"
Nimitz of the Admiralty asked quietly.
At this moment, only Superman can hold the ground!
"Probably still on the way."
The other general replied.
"The land man, the great lord of the seven seas, the ruler of the four oceans, the king of Atlantis asks you, who is the negotiator of the land world?"
The Shark Head Legion Commander asked in a harsh tone.
You look at me and I look at you, the senior officials of the Navy Department.
"The negotiator is..."
Nimitz stood up, but was interrupted by a burst of restlessness before he finished speaking.
He followed the crowd's exclamation~www.novelhall.com~ and looked up in the direction of New York Bay.
A figure appeared!
It is Superman!
"Major General Cavill, this is..."
Nimitz was puzzled.
He saw the young major general, holding a gold trident, stomping on the river volley.
Wow!
Rippling water!
Like an invisible force, forcibly separating the surging Hudson River.
A straight passage suddenly appeared!
The brilliant sunlight cast down like a layer of golden brilliance on Luke's body.
In addition, this scene is like a perfect reproduction of the sacred classics, making him like a **** descended on the world!
This is a difficult day.The president in the oval office is sitting on pins and needles.The chief of staff persuaded him to hide in the underground air-raid shelter to avoid the worst possible outcome, even too late to escape."Your Excellency, we cannot put all our hopes on Major General Cavill."He said so."What else can I do? Ask the British for help, or look for the Siberian red brown bear? This is not the third world war, and there are no allies. They will just wait quietly while talking perfunctory diplomatic rhetoric. The United States collapsed and fell!"The President took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his red nose.At this moment, he even wanted to learn from the dead head and scolded "Mom messed with Fake.""I can only believe in Superman and create miracles again! At least Boston and Philadelphia have not fallen, and millions of citizens in New York are also waiting for news of victory."Mr. President's voice was exhausted, and he said earnestly: At this time, if it is said that the President leaves the White House and hides in an underground air-raid shelter, what should the people staying in New York think? People may not notice the escaped soldiers. But he will definitely spurn the general who escaped!"The chief of staff had nothing to say and could only continue to remain silent.Since the two atomic bombs were dropped and detonated, not only was the psychological shadow of the neon island countries serious, but the Soviet Union also actively developed the nuclear industry.There is no ambiguity on the bald eagle side. The military has long established a secret force composed of helicopter pilots and ground crews at Olmsted Air Force Base in Pennsylvania.They are on standby at any time to take on the important task of rescuing the president and cabinet members after the mainland is hit by a nuclear attack.As long as the White House issues an emergency rescue signal, this force will arrive as quickly as possible, and then **** the President to the underground air-raid shelter at Weather Hill."God bless!"Mr. President looked out the window, and there was no one on the green lawn.The air defense alarm has been sounded, reminding ordinary people in Washington, DC not to go out.All this seems to make people return to the Second World War!"Maybe worse than the world war."Mr. President gave a wry smile.At least World War II did not really spread to the home base of the United States. It was all fighting on other people's turf.But now, the army of Atlantis may soon appear in Washington, DC.Time passed slowly by minute and second, and the sound of the minute hand and second hand moving in the room was exceptionally clear.The chief of staff sat back on the sofa with a tragic expression, as if he was about to die for the country immediately.Jingle Bell! Jingle Bell!The phone placed on the big desk screamed sharply.Mr. President's arm on the table trembled visibly.He took a deep breath and picked up the vibrating microphone.The chief of staff carefully observed the president's expression, looking forward to seeing a glimmer of victory in the wrinkled and exhausted face.The voice on the other end of the phone spoke hurriedly and quickly, making him unable to hear the specific content."Minister Nimitz."The president had a calm face and said with a strong tone: "Please help me convey my sincere thanks to Major General Cavill. He has once again ended a war! He is a hero of the country!"A rather short sentence contains extremely strong emotions.After putting down the microphone, the president supported the table with both hands.His chest rises and falls, and his breathing is heavy.After waiting for several minutes, the president calmed down his excitement, raised his head again, and said forcefully: "Hold a press conference to tell the people waiting for the news that we won!"The chief of staff froze for a moment, making sure that he had not heard it wrong, and shook his arm vigorously, making a gaggle of cheers."I'll do it right away! Your Excellency, in which direction should you write your speech? Should it emphasize the country's leadership and decision-making, the effective cooperation of the military, or highlight...Major General Cavill?"After sorting out his emotions for a few minutes, the chief of staff asked hesitantly.If it is to highlight the achievements of Major General Cavill, then there must be rewards.How long did the Second World War end before you were promoted to general?Such a promotion speed is simply incredible!"Of course, to tell the people truthfully, Superman once again prevented this war and brought peace to everyone."Mr. President thought for a moment and gave the answer.During his tenure, it was always right to have a good relationship with the major general.As for how to prevent superhuman power from becoming too powerful, leave it to the next person in power."By the way, remember to contact Major General Cavill, and he will be the representative for the negotiation meeting in two hours."Mr. President exhorted.Young people love to be pushy.I believe that Superman will be no exception.The task of negotiating with Atlantis is left to the major general and S.H.I.E.L.D......."The land world has agreed to negotiate, and the location is set on Liberty Island on the Hudson River."Namor held the seat with both hands, reluctantly accepting the cruel reality of defeat in the war.News came from the royal city of Poseidonia that an explosion occurred in the upper trench, burying a third of the slum area outside the protective shield.To make matters worse, the land people have even more powerful weapons, which are being prepared for release.Unless Namor leads the army and immediately returns to the city to protect the crystal, otherwise he is likely to become a king of subjugation.Then came a new headache, which is that Superman may be waiting for him in the Atlantic, waiting for his door.After reconsidering, Namor can only agree to the negotiation options.In any case, this war cannot go on for the time being.He can only go back to the city to replenish his equipment and physical strength, and then consider protecting the crystal and levelling the opponent's line."Damn bastard! Why is a terrestrial person so strong!?"Namor cursed secretly.Thinking of waiting to see Superman, my chest aches.He originally decided to let the commander of the Hammerhead Shark tribe do it for him, but unfortunately the other party's weight was not enough, and he might be at a disadvantage when negotiating.As a suitable candidate, Mr. Xiao said that when he was doing multiplayer sports at night and challenging the limit, he accidentally twisted his waist and couldn't take the job."Fortunately, there is the continental shelf oscillator. This is a bargaining chip...return the golden trident, otherwise the king's seat will not be stable."Namor made up his mind and cheered for himself.After the last tragic failure, Superman left a deep and large shadow in his heart.The talents of the awakening mutants, coupled with the royal blood of Atlantis.Under the double reinforcement, Namor has almost never encountered an opponent, maintaining a rare winning streak.Until I met SupermanWas hung and beaten!The winning streak is over!Cross through the chest!Lucky escape!Originally sitting on the throne, the peak life that ruled the four oceans took a turn for the worse and became a total tragedy."Let the legion commander bring enough fighters! We are only negotiating with the land people, not surrendering! We must let the other side see the powerful strength of Atlantis!"Namor said solemnly.The clerk in the chamber nodded and said yes.Silently slandering inside, the rear base camp was almost taken out. Isn't this a surrender?......Two hours later, the Hudson River, Liberty Island.A huge ship like a sea dragon is docked on Liberty Island, which is the exclusive flagship of King Atlantis.The Hammerhead Shark Legion is strong and strong, and the Royal Guard is aggressive, guarding the crowned Namor, as if they were the victors.On the other hand, the U.S. military has only the lined-up Atlantic Fleet that has withdrawn to its homeland, and the high-ranking navy officials with shocked faces.Where have they seen such a big scene!The blue-skinned Atlantis, riding a terrifying four-legged sea beast, revealed a fierce breath.The huge ship, as strong as a fortress, casts shadow outlines to block the sun, like a sleeping sea dragon."Where is Major General Cavill? Isn't it here yet?"Nimitz of the Admiralty asked quietly.At this moment, only Superman can hold the ground!"Probably still on the way."The other general replied."The land man, the great lord of the seven seas, the ruler of the four oceans, the king of Atlantis asks you, who is the negotiator of the land world?"The Shark Head Legion Commander asked in a harsh tone.You look at me and I look at you, the senior officials of the Navy Department."The negotiator is..."Nimitz stood up, but was interrupted by a burst of restlessness before he finished speaking.He followed the crowd's exclamation~www.novelhall.com~ and looked up in the direction of New York Bay.A figure appeared!It is Superman!"Major General Cavill, this is..."Nimitz was puzzled.He saw the young major general, holding a gold trident, stomping on the river volley.Wow!Rippling water!Like an invisible force, forcibly separating the surging Hudson River.A straight passage suddenly appeared!The brilliant sunlight cast down like a layer of golden brilliance on Luke's body.In addition, this scene is like a perfect reproduction of the sacred classics, making him like a **** descended on the world!
