Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 183 Sniper T’Chaka Assassination

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 183 Sniper T’Chaka Assassination

Hundreds of federal soldiers were fighting against a dozen unarmed terrorists. If they failed, Ross would probably commit suicide in shame!

Ross glanced at the president's location and was about to walk over. Beside him, a bald man took the lead and trotted up to the president.

"Your Excellency, are you okay?"

With beads of sweat on his face, Mark Salley waved the Secret Service agent on the side to go away. He stepped forward to help the president and asked with concern.

Gartler Walker gave him a cold look. Although the terrorist attack was an accident, the Secret Service agent's unsatisfactory performance made him feel angry.

But he knew that now was not the time to settle accounts with Mark, so keeping the dog was still useful.

His eyes seemed to glance across Frances Underwood inadvertently, and there was a hint of needle-like sharpness in his eyes. He looked closely at Frances Underwood, his eyes full of

Review.

"Is that you? Frank!"

This terrorist attack was too precise, and the elevator that was involved in the accident was obviously manipulated in advance. Gartler Walker suspected that high-level federal government officials were involved in this terrorist attack.

If something happens to him, who will benefit the most?

According to the federal "Presidential Succession Act of 1947", the successors in line after the president's accident are the Vice President, Speaker of the House of Representatives, Deputy Speaker of the Senate, Secretary of State, Secretary of the Treasury, Secretary of Defense, Secretary of Justice, and Secretary of the Interior.

First of all, exclude the Vice President, Speaker of the House of Representatives, and Deputy Speaker of the Senate, because they were all killed in this terrorist attack. If something happens to him, then Secretary of State Francis will be the biggest beneficiary.

If Gartler Walker remembers correctly, the initiator of this cocktail party was Francis!

"Mark, notify the directors of the CIA, FBI, and NSA to come to the White House, and also call the director of the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency to inform all departments that the federal government has now entered a level three alert state!"

Gartler Walker looked at Francis Underwood with suspicion for a moment, and then gave his orders in an orderly manner.

Mark Sally wiped the sweat from his head. He knew that he had passed this stage, but when he heard the president's order, he felt nervous.

CIA, Federal Central Intelligence Agency

FBI, Federal Bureau of Investigation

NSA, National Security Agency

Including the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency, the four departments combined, the president is equivalent to mobilizing the entire federal intelligence agency. Even when September 11 happened, the federal government did not mobilize so many departments.

Mark Sally quickly called over a Secret Service agent and asked him to find a mobile phone for the president.

"General Ross, where is Raman?"

Ross walked up to the president and was about to salute when Garrett Walker interrupted him and asked directly.

General Ross said solemnly: "Mr. President, when the attack occurred, the secretary was inspecting the air force base in Ohio and was rushing back after hearing the news!"

"Since Raman can't come back now, in accordance with the federal constitution, under the level three alert, I will take over the command of the Pentagon and the military with full authority!" Garrett Walker looked at Ross:

"I order now, General Ross! Let your soldiers control everyone in this hotel. I suspect there are terrorists among them!"

Garrett Walker also had some doubts about Laman's defense force. After all, he was one of the few high-level government officials who did not attend the reception.

After hearing this, General Ross glanced at the guests around him. It was obvious that the people the president was talking about were not only the group of terrorists, but also the surviving guests.

Although he didn't know why the president issued this order, the president's serious expression made General Ross realize that the president was not joking.

General Ross quickly issued an order, and a large number of troops began to enter the State Guesthouse, orderly separating and controlling the guests in the National Guesthouse.

Although Garrett Walker was using the name of protection, these guests obviously didn't buy it. They were all eager to leave this nest of trouble, and some of them were really worried that they would be attacked again by terrorists.

For some people, the fact that so many big names died at this reception is also an opportunity for them.

After all, so many old men who control the upper space have died, and the business structure of the entire federation will definitely change, not only in terms of finance, but also in entities.

Just like the death of the head of the Rockefeller family, the dispute over his inheritance will definitely last for a long time. Can they take this opportunity to intervene in the Rockefeller oil industry?

David Rockefeller was not the only one who was killed in this terrorist attack. For the survivors, this was a misfortune, but it was also an opportunity.

Time is money. The earlier you plan, the bigger the cake will be. Seeing these soldiers blocking the door of the State Guesthouse, the atmosphere at the scene was filled with excitement and excitement.

Facing these big shots, the helpless soldiers could only form a human wall to separate them.

On the other side, the elite soldiers led by General Ross have successfully captured the terrorists with the help of Iron Man and Black Widow.

Unfortunately, not many people were caught. Just as they were about to be arrested, some terrorists simply chewed up the potassium cyanide hidden in their teeth. These terrorists were obviously dead soldiers.

However, there are exceptions. Tony Stark used the electric shock device on the steel suit to successfully knock down several terrorists.

Natasha smashed all their teeth, stuffed things in their mouths, and tied them up.

Seeing that the Federation soldiers were taking control of the situation, Natasha walked directly to Tony Stark, borrowed his communication device, and contacted Nick Fury.

"Director!"

"Agent Natasha!" In the office of the aerospace aircraft carrier, Nick Fury looked at the caller ID number: "Tony also went to the Blair State Guesthouse. How is the situation now?"

"It's Hydra people. They attacked the State Guesthouse. The president is safe now!" Natasha said quickly: "Sir, Hawkeye is killed! I need GH325!"

Hawkeye is in trouble!

This news was like a sap hitting Nick Fury on the head, and he didn't react for a long time!

"Sir, sir——"

Natasha's shout brought Nick Fury back to reality, "Listen, Agent Natasha, I will arrange for a Quinjet to go over. You take Hawkeye to Base 3, and I will wait there."

You guys!"

"Thanks!"

Natasha returned the phone to Tony Stark, thanked her, and hurried to a room in the State Hotel, where the body of Hawkeye Barton was placed.

Tony Stark looked at Natasha's back, the face under the steel suit was thoughtful, he looked back at Pepper not far away, and finally flew over there.

Two female black guards helped T'Chaka come to Garrett Walker. The visor on T'Chaka's head had been taken off, revealing his old face full of pain.

"Mr. President, I'm afraid I have to go back to Wakanda first! I think these terrorists seem to be coming for me. I can't harm your federation!"

Damn it, what were you doing already!? Garrett Walker glanced at T'Chaka, but thinking that T'Chaka had just saved his life, he held back:

"Your Majesty T'Chaka, I think you should recuperate in the Federation for a while. Let's heal your injuries first. I will send a special plane to escort you back!"

"Thank you, Mr. President, for your kindness. Wakanda still has some things to deal with. You also know that the misunderstanding between the coalition forces and Wakanda has not been resolved yet. I cannot stay in the Federation longer to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings!" T'Chaka said

I thanked him, but I was obviously determined to leave.

There was nothing he could do, the unlucky scene just now made him really scared, he waved his hands and dislocated his legs and sprained his legs.

T'Chaka was afraid that he would choke to death if he drank water again if he stayed in the Federation for too long.

Garrett Walker looked at T'Chaka and said helplessly: "Okay! Then I won't keep you!"

He turned to Ross and said: "General Ross arranged for manpower and a special plane to escort King T'Chaka back to Wakanda!"

"No need, Mr. President, our vibranium fighter is on the way!" T'Chaka said to Gartler Walker.

The gold and red steel suit fell in front of Pepper Pepper, and amidst the sound of mechanical deformation, a middle-aged uncle with unshaven beard was revealed.

With a wrinkled suit and no tie, it was obvious that Tony Stark was in a hurry.

Before receiving the news, he was in the laboratory studying the information left by Howard Stark. When he received the news of the attack at the reception, he rushed over without stopping.

"Pepper!"

Tony Stark looked at Pepper nervously!

Pepper smiled at Tony Stark and shook his head, comforting: "Tony, I'm fine!"

"Aren't you going to go?"

Tang Song looked in the direction of the president and gestured to Francis. At this time, the president was surrounded by people from all walks of life who came to rescue him.

There were federal generals in military uniforms, agents in suits and ties, and federal policemen carrying flowers on their shoulders. There were three layers of people inside and three layers outside, surrounding the president.

Francis glanced at Tang Song with dissatisfaction, gritted his teeth and whispered, "Tang, didn't you say you could solve this trouble?"

Tang Song rubbed the black jade ring on his right thumb and said with a smile:

"Trouble can be easily solved, but what can you give, Mr. President!" Tang Song looked at Francis and emphasized the syllables of Mr. President.

"What do you want?" Francis' eyes flashed.

He was not afraid that the Chinese would have harsh conditions, but was worried that he would have no other options. Since Tang and Song Dynasty dared to make demands, it meant that he had other options.

Tang Song did not answer him directly, but pointed to the people surrounding the president and said with a smile:

"This terrorist attack occurred. Mr. President, after you take office, you will definitely crack down on terrorists and strengthen the military's arms budget. I opened an arms company. You see."

"No problem!" Before Tang Song finished speaking, Francis understood what Tang Song meant: "Your company will become the federal arms supplier! Of course, the premise is that you can help me solve this trouble!"

"Of course there is no problem. I am always eager for justice!" Tang Song laughed: "Mr. President and I are friends, and friends' matters are naturally my business! Don't worry! Today you will become the president, I

That’s right, even the coming of Jesus can’t change it!”

"Ah sneeze!"

Bishop Hyde, who was lying on the sofa and sleeping soundly, had just been helped up by two soldiers. He seemed to have caught a cold and sneezed. The soldiers on the side saw the black priest's robe on his body and quickly found him a coat.

Put on.

"Thank you, young man, the Lord will bless you!"

Bishop Hyde made the sign of the cross on his chest and touched the young soldier's head. It was obvious that the soldier was very excited.

After all, the Federation is a multi-ethnic and multi-faith country, with nearly 50% of the people believing in Christianity. Hyde, the bishop of Washington Cathedral, has a high reputation in the Federation, especially in the Washington area.

"What can you do? There are people here now?" Francis looked at the huge crowd of soldiers and looked at Tang Song suspiciously.

"Are you a mutant?" He obviously thought of the scene where the Senate President slipped and fell and was trampled to death.

It is not impossible for the former president to die in a stampede!

"No, no, I don't want to have the reputation of assassinating the federal president. Dragon Slayer, although this title sounds nice, but it doesn't suit me!" Tang Song glanced at Francis sideways, saw his distrust, and pointed his finger at Francis.

Pointing to the door: "Listen, the opportunity has come!"

Bang!

After getting tired of Pepper for a while, after hearing that Tang Song saved her twice, the arrogant Tony Stark decided to give him a sea view villa as a thank you.

When he was about to walk towards Tang Song, a sniper gunshot suddenly exploded outside the door!

Click, Tony Stark's first reaction was to cover his whole body with his steel suit, shrouding himself, and then turned around and wrapped his arms around Pepper.

"What's going on?"

"Where to shoot?"

Hearing the burst of gunfire, everyone in the State Guesthouse was frightened. Mark Sally, the director of the Secret Service, even ordered the agents to form a human wall in front of the generals and congressmen.

At this time, outside the door of the State Guesthouse, a soldier escorting T'Chaka stumbled in.

"Sir! There are snipers outside, and the King of Wakanda has been assassinated!"

A minute ago, T'Chaka, who had taken off his Black Panther suit due to injuries to his hands and feet, was escorted out of the hotel by two female guards and a dozen federal soldiers, waiting for the vibranium fighter plane to pick him up.

"Bang!"

There was a gunshot, and a sniper bullet hit T'Chaka in the forehead! Most of his skull flew off, sending the richest man on earth to hell.

"Your Majesty the King!"

"Your Majesty the King!"

The two female guards who were supporting T'Chaka were covered in red and white liquid. They looked at T'Chaka at a loss as his head was half blown off, and they let out shrill wails like they were in a panic.

"murderer!"

A black female guard handed T'Chaka's body to her companions, took her vibranium spear, and ran towards the direction of the sound of the sniper gun while firing a blue energy pulse beam.

In the bathroom of the Eisenhower Executive Office Building across the street from the West Wing of the White House, John Wick, dressed as a janitor, stared blankly through the scope at T'Chaka, who had been shot and fell to the ground.

Yes, he was the one who fired, and he was also aiming at the target's head, but the sniper rifle provided by his employer was clearly equipped with a silencer.

And the shot he just fired missed!

The target seemed to have the ability to sense threats. When he aimed his gun and pulled the trigger, the target tilted his head and his shot missed.

"And there are snipers!"

And it was nearby. John Wick looked upstairs subconsciously, and the sound of gunshots came from upstairs.

In the bathroom upstairs from John Wick, an old black man calmly disassembled the sniper rifle, put it in the hand case, then took out a yellow charm from his pocket and stuck it on his body.

"Bang!"

The door to the women's restroom was violently kicked open, and several armed guards rushed in and checked every cubicle.

"Sir, there is no one! The gunfire should have come from downstairs!"

The guards searched the entire bathroom but found no suspicious figure. They all grabbed their guns and ran downstairs quickly.

An invisible man carried a suitcase and followed them downstairs, and then walked to the door of the office building with ease among a group of guards going upstairs!

"Sniper! Where are our soldiers? This is not Afghanistan, not the Middle East, this is the Blair State Guesthouse, opposite the White House!"

Upon hearing the news of T'Chaka's assassination, Garrett Walker's face turned livid and he angrily scolded the group of people surrounding him.

The people around him lowered their heads after being scolded by him.

After Garrett Walker cursed angrily for a while, he set his sights on Rose.

"General Ross, the command of the various departments outside is temporarily handed over to you. We must capture the sniper. We need to give Wakanda an explanation!"

Compared with others, Garrett Walker obviously has a good impression of Ross, the first general who commanded the army to come to "rescue"!

"Yes, Mr. President!" General Ross saluted Garrett Walker and then walked outside with a few soldiers, completely ignoring the snipers outside.

(End of chapter)