National Games Game: I am the Chinese God of War!

The sudden bad news immediately stunned Hassan.

When he first saw the photo, he was still praying that the people below were playing a prank on him.

But when he dialed James' message and got no answer, his last bit of fantasy was shattered.

God played a big joke on him.

He risked the disapproval of the world to use nuclear bombs in order to attack the Persian state and achieve victory on the front line.

In the end, the nuclear bomb exploded in the American army's own position!

He doesn't care about the accusations from other countries, since he is thick-skinned anyway.

It's not like the beautiful country has never done similar things before. Who can do anything to them? They won't get over it after being scolded.

In the past, when China's attack led to the explosion of a nuclear bomb, the beautiful country would definitely take a beating. It would immediately jump to its feet, accuse China fiercely, and threaten them to make compensation.

But things are different now. The beautiful country is no longer the largest country it once was.

The cruel reality told him that China had left the beautiful country behind in terms of personal strength, technological level and military strength.

Not only did he dare not speak out, he was even a little worried that China would use this as an excuse to kill the beautiful country.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

He asked himself over and over again in his mind. In his chaotic mind, he couldn't think of an effective solution.

"Da da da!"

The officials of the Hexagon were still waiting for their president to step forward and take charge of the overall situation. There was intensive gunfire outside the Hexagon, as if a war had broken out.

John's walkie-talkie sounded an urgent call.

"General, it's bad. The demonstrators outside have completely lost control. The armed men among them have launched an attack on us. The guards have been killed and injured. Do you want to fight back?"

John, the former 4-star general and current Secretary of Defense, still looked indifferent and turned the problem over to Hassan.

"Your Excellency, you have also heard what is going on outside. What should we do? Should we order our guards to fight back?"

Ask him what to do again?

Hassen was instantly furious!

"Trash, you are all trash!"

This current team is too difficult to lead. When tmd encounters any problem, he has to make decisions and has no subjective initiative at all.

When this matter is over, he must beat John as the Minister of Defense to the end.

Then take the blame and resign!

This bullshit president, let him be whoever he likes, he can't be president anyway.

When he saw the people in the office, they were still looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to make up his mind.

What can he do? Did he order to kill all the tens of thousands of people outside?

The shouts on the intercom continued.

"General, please order! They are about to storm the Hexagon!"

Hassen was heartbroken and decided to screw up.

"John, order the military police in the Hexagon Building to leave some of them at the door to buy time, and others to escort us out."

Other officials in the office: "Huh?"

Does the president mean to abandon the Hexagon and escape?

Hassen was furious: "Why are you still standing there?"

"If you don't want to leave, get yourself a weapon and fight those untouchables outside!"

……

Outside the Hexagon.

The demonstrators, who had calmed down slightly, sat quietly outside waiting for the good news promised by their president.

What I never expected to receive was shocking news.

They lost! Losing miserably!

Every soldier on the front line died.

This news was like a powerful catalyst, instantly igniting all the anger in their hearts.

"we lose!"

"We used nuclear weapons in violation of regulations, and as a result, it was our own people who were bombed."

"All the soldiers on the front line died, which means we lost more than 8 outstanding soldiers!"

"What kind of bullshit war is our government fighting? Even if my 90-year-old grandma took charge, she would not lose so miserably."

The dark crowd all stood up and rushed toward the Hexagon Building like a tide.

"Get out of here, get out of that lying president."

"Someone must be held responsible for this tragedy!"

"If these damn politicians don't come out, then we'll rush in."

The guards at the Hexagon Building saw that the crowd was about to lose control, and no one dared to fire the first shot.

They didn't want to shoot. When they heard the news, some people still had the idea of ​​joining these demonstrators.

They were pushed back by the crowd and kept retreating, without saying any threatening nonsense.

We can no longer stimulate these people. If we stimulate them again, something big will happen.

They were submerged in this sea of ​​​​people, and they were afraid that their lives would not be saved.

But often whatever you fear will come to you.

Among the crowd were family members of the fallen soldiers.

When he saw the door being blocked by these military police, he raised his gun and shot without hesitation.

As soon as the gunshot was fired, it triggered a chain reaction.

Suddenly, at least hundreds of people took up arms and attacked the soldiers and police.

The scene suddenly fell into chaos, with bullets flying everywhere.

Fortunately, each of them was holding a shield, but some were still hit by stray bullets and fell to the ground injured. There were even soldiers and policemen who fell in a pool of blood forever.

Chaos, incomparable chaos!

More people joined the attack team, and the sound of gunfire continued.

Mixed with roars, groans of pain, and screams, the situation was no longer under control.

"What should I do, captain? Let's open fire! If this continues, I will die here."

Johnson, the palace guard captain, originally brought people here to support him, but he never expected to encounter such a situation.

Caught in a dilemma.

Kill your own compatriots?

He can't do it!

He couldn't even give up defense and let these people in.

Fortunately, the order from above came.

"Retreat! Retreat slowly! Hold on for five minutes, then we will find a way to leave, and the Hexagon will ignore it."

Johnson organized the military police to retreat while resisting the impact of the crowd.

The fanatical crowd at the back began to retreat when they saw the military police in front, and pushed forward with all their strength.

In the process, people continued to get injured.

Some people were even pushed down by the crowd and never stood up again. They were trampled to a pulp while they were still alive!

After five excruciating minutes, Johnson waved his hand.

"Brothers, retreat!"

Finally relieved!

The military police who had already retreated to the gate stepped aside and quickly evacuated from both sides, no longer caring about these nonsense.

The door is open.

The crowd roared with victory.

"Come on!"

The fanatical crowd rushed in through the gate. Only a limited number of people could enter the gate at the same time. They impatiently raised their guns and fired wildly at the glass of the hexagon building.

The bulletproof glass was not broken, but cracked in circles.

They simply picked up the handy guy and smashed it.

"Wow!" The broken glass fell to the ground.

After the crowd rushed in, they found that there was no one inside.

All the staff of the Hexagon Building secretly retreated through the back door.

"These bastards have escaped!"

"Let's smash this place!"

"It's such a pity to smash it. Move all the valuable things away."

Crazy crowd, some people smash things when they see them.

When someone sees something valuable, they put it in their bag, pick it up and move it outside.

The fine tradition of beautiful national zero-yuan purchases has been carried forward to the Hexagon Building for the first time!