Hardcore crisis

The first to arrive in the sky were two F22 fighter jets flying past. Although it was impossible for Banning to see the pilots' expressions clearly, he could also predict the shocked expressions on the faces of the two pilots.

Anyone who sees the White House, the representative of the center of American politics, flying into the sky will have such a shocked expression.

"Stop."

Banning's headset transmitted a piece of information that was unclear as to whether it was good news or not. The White House, which had been rising before, finally stopped after approaching 700 meters from the ground.

Looking down from this height, you can directly overlook the entire Washington, DC. Correspondingly, under good weather conditions, every citizen can also see the White House in the sky as long as he raises his head. Even if it's a little further away, you don't have to raise your head too high. If your eyes drift slightly upward, the floating White House in the sky will come into view.

Now there are news headlines for tonight and tomorrow.

Banning felt extremely bitter inside.

The AH-64 Apache helicopter gunship followed the arrival of the F22 fighter jet and also followed it to the nearby sky.

"Sir, you'd better go back first."

Seeing the arrival of the Apache helicopter, Banning did not dare to let the president stay outside. If the subsequent firefight affected the president, that would be a situation that no one wanted to see.

This time, Barack did not reject Banning's suggestion and walked towards the main building of the White House under the escort of many plainclothes agents.

"boom!"

After walking only a few steps, suddenly, a violent explosion suddenly came from behind, attracting everyone's attention.

"What?"

"How can it be?"

When the three incoming Apache helicopters flew over, it was as if they hit an invisible transparent shield. At such a rapid speed, the first Apache immediately exploded into pieces in the air. The next two Apaches had no time to change direction, and followed in the footsteps of the first Apache, which turned into an explosion of flames in the air due to the fierce impact.

Everyone was stunned on the spot due to excessive shock. It was completely unbelievable that the Apache helicopter suffered the fate of the explosion before it even had time to attack, and even the three before and after it did not escape.

Banning was shocked by this scene at first, but then he thought about it. Even the White House was lifted into the sky, so an invisible and transparent protection was not unimaginable.

"Are we, are we trapped here?"

Barack came back to his senses and looked around at his staff and senior officials.

"No, we definitely have a way."

Security consultant Jones said from the side: "Let the F22 conduct a tentative attack here and target that person."

He pointed at the man suspended in the sky.

Everyone looked at the president.

Barack thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, a tentative attack, but in order to avoid unnecessary damage, everyone should retreat to the main building first."

Banning arranged for the president, the Secretary of State, the security adviser and other senior officials to first enter the main building to take shelter, and then contact the Pentagon to have the F22 use machine guns to attack the man suspended above the White House.

After receiving the order, the two F22s quickly arranged the order of the front and rear attacks. When they flew here again, the 20mm Vulcan cannon they carried immediately opened fire. It contained shells that could destroy the armor of the tank. It was as fast as lightning. , as soon as the front attack was launched, the next moment it instantly spanned a distance of several hundred meters, and then...

He was severely shaken to pieces, and could only hear deafening air explosions. A series of fire explosions were seen in the sky outside the White House. In addition, not to mention hurting the suspended man, even those who came close Even the White House can't do it.

"It doesn't work?"

There were so many shocking things today that Banning was a little numb at this time, but he felt a sense of normality in his heart.

It can levitate the 18 acres of the White House. To put it bluntly, this area is several times larger than a Nimitz-class aircraft carrier, and its weight may be several times greater.

This means that man...if he did it, this would be a breathtaking miraculous power!

The White House, which weighs hundreds of thousands of tons, is levitated to a height of more than 700 meters in the sky. What is this but the power of gods?

etc.

Banning's face suddenly changed. If this man let the White House fall freely, the weight of hundreds of thousands of tons accelerated at a height of 700 meters would be no less than the T`NT explosion of nearly 600 to 700 tons, and he could easily destroy the following several Neither the city blocks nor the Pentagon in the distance were spared, and the number of casualties would surely exceed 100,000.

No one can bear such a disaster.

In this way, even if this man can defend against many attacks, he cannot take risks.

Banning immediately reported this possibility to the Pentagon.

Obviously, the Vice President, Speaker and many generals at the Pentagon also fell into silence. They could not sit back and watch the casualties of more than 100,000 people.

Not to mention that they will also be implicated.

Thirty minutes later.

The 113th Wing and 121st Fighter Squadron of the Air National Guard have all arrived and can launch an attack here at any time. The troops on the ground are also continuing to reach the center, and anti-aircraft missiles are also aimed here. All it takes to launch an attack is an order.

The United States has once again entered Level 1 combat readiness in the Cuban Missile Crisis.

All residents in Washington, D.C., immediately evacuated. Most residents evacuated in panic, but some people not only failed to evacuate according to the order, but also excitedly broadcast live on YOUTUBE.

Diamandi was among those who refused to evacuate.

He held his SLR camera excitedly with both hands, and from time to time he pointed the camera at the panicked people, as well as the tanks and armored vehicles entering the city one after another.

Diamandi knew very well that he had first-hand news information. He carefully photographed all the changes from the outbreak of the incident to this moment. However, due to airspace control, all media helicopters were unable to take off and missed the first news. First-hand information was available, and by the time the media brought the news van over, the previous mistakes were inevitable.

Whether this news material is sold or used for other purposes, he will receive rewards that were previously unimaginable.

"Chichi..."

The live broadcast car with NBC's news printed on the car suddenly stopped in front of Diamandi. As soon as the door opened, a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap jumped out of the car impatiently. When he saw Diamandi in the corner, Di shouted excitedly: "Neo, I knew, I knew you could bring me good news, you always make me proud of you."

"Oh, really? But I remember last week, you told me to get out of here in your office?"

Diamandi looked sarcastic.

"That's not my truth."

The middle-aged man denied it flatly: "I've always been proud of you, remember? I've always kept the photos we took together. I didn't throw them away. It's still on my bedside table."

"Is that because of Ani?"

Diamandi will not be moved by the tears of this old fox. To believe this old fox's words, it is better to believe that Wall Street's ass is cleaner than the Virgin Mary.

"Of course, of course Ani is also a reason."

The middle-aged man showed no shame, grabbed Diamandi's shoulder and said: "Where are the videos and photos taken? Where are they? I want them."

"Don't move. I have put them in a safe place, but only I know."

"Oh my god, what are you thinking? You don't take such an important thing with you?"

The middle-aged man waved his fist and said angrily: "What time is it now? ABC, CBS, and Fox are all grabbing first-hand information. If we fall behind, we will be punished by God."

"NO, it's not us, it's just you."

Pointing out the flaws in the middle-aged man's words, Diamandi smiled and said, "You should know what I want...so it's better to be straightforward."

The middle-aged man subconsciously looked up at the White House in the sky, gritted his teeth, shook his head and said, "Neo, you are such a restless vampire. Tell me, how much do you want?"

"How much can you give me?"

"It depends on you."

"Okay, here's a partially shot video, you can take a look."

Showing the phone to the middle-aged man, Diamandi held out five fingers and said, "It cannot be lower than this number."

"Fifty thousand dollars? Okay, I'll..."

"No, it's half a million dollars."

"No, no, you vampire, that's too much."

"Well, I heard this nickname from you too many times, so I decided to add another half a million to the deal, and the deal was made for one million dollars."

(To be continued ~^~)