"The scene is not small!" Xu Chuan held a telescope and watched the American commander's convoy crossing the Benjamin Franklin Bridge under tight escort. "There was no explosion, no attack, it was a pity."
Xu Chuan thinks this location is actually quite good. If you install a large-power bomb in advance or have heavy weapons, it should be fine. Well, forget it, this is not something you need to consider at the moment.
It was already afternoon, and he sent the small inside line away early in the morning. It was probably the organization was still waiting for her report.
Umbrella re-selected an abandoned apartment building, Philadelphia has so many such buildings that they rebuilt a temporary command center here, and Burkhoff is listening to the Secret Service's call band.
"Please note that this is a monitoring station. The 'Eagle' is approaching the monitoring point. The sniper teams report on your situation."
"I'm in place, my vision is very clear."
Secret Service agents have laid tight lines of defense around the Independence Memorial. Although an attack on the president had been shattered the day before, these people did not take it lightly.
Mike Banning stood in front of the door of the memorial hall, and the front of the podium had been made of bulletproof glass, which was much more safe than before.
"Mr. President will award the Philadelphia Brothers Medal to Ethiopian priest Xiao Ye Desmond Mutombo. Due to the frequent discussion of violence in China, the Archbishop himself has been controversial. He plans to meet with the president after the awards end to discuss relevant issues." The media is broadcasting this speech live, and the reporter stood in front of the camera to introduce the information about the priest Xiao Ye.
The president's car code-named "Beast" was parked at the entrance, and James Sawyer and the Lord Xiaozhe got out of the car, and the crowd present waved the national flag and cheered.
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"How is it? Will someone snipe at this position?" Xu Chuan asked Swag. He always felt that the matter was not over yet, and the organization must be planning some actions.
Swag put down his telescope and shook his head, "I have investigated all around here. The only opportunity to shoot has been controlled by the snipers of the Secret Service."
There was no abnormality during the call of the Secret Service. If the commander walked to the podium, there would be no chance of having double-layer bulletproof glass there. Could it be that he was wrong?
Following the commander to the podium, there were the master Xiaoye, and other staff from the white house followed behind, including the chief of the office, press secretary, etc., but it seems that the Director of ClA and the Minister of DHS were also among them.
Xu Chuan touched his chin. It seemed that he was thinking too much. In this case, it was really difficult to start. Any attack would be a suicide.
On the other side, in a private club not far from the Capitol, three senior officials of the Zhengzhou Mansion were meeting Percy. Senator Madeleine Pierce sat in his seat and looked at the belated Percy and expressed dissatisfaction, "You asked for a meeting, but you were the last one to arrive."
Percy pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a sly smile, "Madam, you have to believe me, it's just the right time."
He walked over and turned on the TV, and the commander's speech was broadcasting live. The man sitting on the other side of the table sneered, "Did you ask us to come here just to watch this? This is the result of your incompetence."
Percy looked calm, or disdainful, at the other party, even if the person was the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff.
"Anyway, your plan last time was simply shit. Not only did you not kill Sawyer, he also let him take control of the White House completely with this excuse. And most importantly, why did the cash and gold in the Treasury take advantage of the chaos?"
"Wow, you should go to FBl for this matter. Do you need me to dial the phone for you?" Percy's tone was frivolous.
Madeline stopped them, "Okay, that's all, but Percy, why are you calling us today?"
"I don't want to be your follower anymore." Percy leaned against the chair and said this sentence he had been thinking about for a long time, "I want to occupy a place here openly."
Another person sitting on the right hand side said with regret, "We have discussed this issue and there are no extra seats at the moment."
Those who were sitting there knew that Percy was getting less and less controlled, but they did not intend to make Percy one of them, because this man knew too much about them, and if he hadn't designed the so-called black box, he would have been cleaned up long ago.
"No, Bruce, do you know that in a while the intelligence community will undergo a structural change, thanks to our Senator Charles Mickeym, whose men will assassinate the Lord Xiaoye who is preparing to negotiate with President Sawyer in Philadelphia in order to help him cover up some of the crimes he has committed in Africa."
Senator Madeleine frowned and stopped him, "We all know these things. The Secret Service had arrested everyone yesterday. Percy, did you not sleep well at night?"
"Ha, is that right? But before I finished speaking, the Secret Service did not catch everyone. Some of the fish that missed the net planned to retaliate. They made careful plans to attack the Independence Memorial soon. During this period, the Lord Xiaoye and Director ClA were unfortunately killed." After saying this, Percy pointed to the TV, and the speech above continued.
"Do you treat us as fools? This is obviously your action."
"Mr. Chairman, you seem to have forgotten the order you gave me before, asking the group of snipers to choose the wrong target and kill the president. I just made some small changes in this plan." Percy looked at him with a smile, "But don't worry, I promise that everyone here will not be found."
Madeline leaned forward with her arms resting on the table, "What do you want to manage ClA?"
"Anyway, after today, they will change to a new leader." Percy took out three photos from his shirt pocket and put them on the table. "I have three handsome guys here, so please choose the puppet you like."
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The speech in Philadelphia is coming to an end, and everything is quite calm. "Tsk tsk, it seems that it was a waste of time. I thought there was a big scene." Xu Chuan stood on the roof of the building and put down his telescope and grabbed his hair, which made no sense.
Just as he thought of a propeller sound coming from above his head, he raised his head and said, "I'm going to suck it."
At least ten small drones passed over his head and flew towards the memorial hall. "Burkhoff", Xu Chuan shouted with the intercom, and then the door on the roof was pushed open, and Smith and others ran up.
"I saw it, I saw it." Burkhoff was nervously operating the computer in the room, trying to find the source of the signal.
"Drone?"
Chapter completed!