Before Vice President Trumbull finished speaking, Barkawi immediately interrupted and said: "I sell fuses, Mr. Trumbull. I am the same as you."
"what do you want?"
Vice President Trumbull asked straight to the point. He didn't want to be betrayed by him anymore.
"Hahaha, your president." When he said this, Barkawi put his face in front of the screen.
At this time, the senior officials in the White House all listened to his words with their hearts in their throats.
"I can stop now, as long as you are willing to give him to me."
Barkawi also stated his purpose without reservation, which was to blatantly threaten the Vice President to hand over the President and accomplish the impossible.
There is no precedent in the world for threatening a country to hand over its most powerful person.
If we really do this, it will be a scandal to the world.
How can the leader of a country just make peace with others?
"Oh, don't even think about it."
Vice President Mr. Trumbull rejected this devil without a second thought.
"Then everyone from now on will be on your head."
Barkawi said these words viciously and hung up the phone directly.
Vice President Trumbull leaned back in his seat and began to think with an ugly expression.
Every senior official sitting here also looked at the Vice President, as if they were at their wits end and could only wait for the Vice President to make the next arrangement.
"Barkawi sells weapons under the name of fake companies. Some of them may be in London. Find the companies connected to him first," Trumbull told everyone.
The senior officials themselves began to discuss and discuss with each other.
"He may have been planning this operation for several years. It is inevitable that there will always be mistakes. We must find them before he catches the president. Let's start taking action now."
After saying that, he stood up and asked various departments to start cooperating with each other to carry out the tasks assigned by the vice president.
The Vice President has no clue about the terrorist's intentions at the moment. All he can do is mobilize the state machinery and try to find his motives.
And Long Zhan and the President also made new progress.
Long Zhan temporarily escaped the pursuit of the terrorists and had a chance to breathe.
This time he had to get some combat tools in hand, because except for the small briefcase he was carrying for advertising, all other combat equipment had been lost after the plane crashed.
Look at the logo on this briefcase.
Very speechless.
I don’t know if my wishful thinking has been fulfilled, and whether I can actually advertise the company. Now I am caught in a whirlpool of storm, and my life is almost at risk.
According to the current situation, it is not optimistic.
The current task is still very difficult.
Long Zhan now has no idea whether the president can survive in the end.
Long Zhan was walking aimlessly in the city with the president when he saw a policeman patrolling the road. Looking left and right, he looked sneaky. He was probably a fake policeman.
Long Zhan took the president and hid him.
Now in the sky above the city, there are still helicopters flying around, constantly rotating and patrolling.
Normally, Long Zhan just needs to go out and wave to these helicopters to take him away, but now he doesn't dare to do it because he doesn't know if there are terrorists up there.
The British government is infiltrated!
Long Zhan was hiding behind a pile of ruins, hearing the footsteps of the fake policeman getting closer and closer, and saw that he was about to walk over from where he was hiding.
Long Zhan took a long stick.
"Snapped"
Before the fake policeman could react, Long Zhan had already placed a stick in front of him and swung it hard on his neck, knocking him to the ground.
The policeman who was caught off guard could no longer move his body. His throat was too stressed and he could not make a loud sound. He could only grab his neck with his hands.
It made a weak "Ahh" sound that no one could hear except Long Zhan and the President.
Long Zhan saw that he was so dizzy from being beaten, let alone standing up, that he threw the wooden stick and took one of the policeman's hands and one foot and dragged him under the wall, trying to drag him as far as possible.
An inconspicuous place.
Avoid being caught by other fake police patrols and helicopters in the sky.
"Long, he is a policeman."
After watching Long Zhan's crime behavior from the side, the president said with some confusion, he didn't know what Long Zhan wanted to do, how could he beat the police?
"Really? Are you sure?''
Long Zhan did not immediately answer the president's words, but looked at the president and asked a question.
Then he dragged the so-called policeman aside, rode directly on him, and took out the gun on his shoulder. He picked up the gun and gestured to the president, saying: "This is not the standard configuration of the police."
The president didn't answer. He seemed to understand and continued to look at Long Zhan.
Long Zhan went to the so-called policeman again, searched everywhere, and found a grenade.
Then he proudly said to the somewhat baffled president next to him: "Is it credible this time?"
Long Zhan immediately kicked the grenade found into his pocket.
The president looked on the ground unable to make a sound, still covering his neck with his hands, and his eyes were wide open.
His legs began to kick on the ground continuously, and he continued to let out weak groans of pain.
This policeman looks like he's going to die soon, so don't worry about resisting.
The president couldn't bear to look directly at him and turned his head away.
"This is the first time I've seen someone suffocate to death."
The president also put himself on the fake policeman's body, couldn't help but loosen his tie, twisted his neck, and said a little unbearably.
"I didn't bring a knife." Long Zhan joked to the president.
He seemed to mean that if Long Zhan had brought a knife, the policeman's death would not have been so embarrassing.
As Long Zhan spoke, he continued to search up and down on his body, inside and out.
"Look, he has more ammunition than an entire U.S. military."
After a while, Long Zhan found a lot of ammunition from him.
Long Zhan showed off the ammunition he searched to the president.
Just after showing off, Long Zhan stuffed the ammunition he had just found into his clothes pockets, pants pockets, and even his briefcase.
"How did they do it? There must be someone inside, right?" The president asked confusedly after seeing so much ammunition.
"Yes, it should be."
At this time, Long Zhan had already searched out all the ammunition on his body. Fortunately, he still had a briefcase, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hold so much ammunition.
At first glance, this policeman looked like an ordinary policeman, but he didn't expect that he had so much ammunition.
Dragon War has gained a lot this time.
"These people are not country bumpkins who just mess around. Each of them is very professional." Long Zhan explained to the president who was stunned beside him.