The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Fort Wales Air Force Base, the entrance to the Situation Room.

The muzzle of the rifle in the soldier's hand was held by Nolan, pressing against his heart.

"Boy, did your grandma teach you how to handle a gun? Will you pull the trigger? Come on, shoot!"

Nolan yelled loudly without fear, but the soldier still didn't have the courage to put his finger on the trigger.

"If you don't dare to shoot, don't pretend to be a tough guy in front of me! Fuck you!"

Nolan cursed, threw the soldier's rifle aside with a wave of his hand, turned around and walked into the room.

However, Yang Chen's eyes narrowed at this moment, and his figure flashed in front of Nolan, throwing him to the ground.

boom--

With a gunshot, a bullet hit the TV screen in the situation room, and sparks exploded from the screen.

Da da--

Before Nolan got up from the ground, the gunfire rang out again. For a while, bullets flew inside and outside the battle room, and the gunshots continued.

Snapped--

A rifle suddenly slipped down the floor from outside the situation room to Nolan.

Nolan subconsciously wanted to grab the rifle, but Yang Chen held down his wrist.

"If you take this gun, today's blame, you have to bear it yourself, don't count me."

Nolan immediately understood what Yang Chen meant, and quickly retracted his hands. The two of them rolled on the spot, pulled a table as a cover, and hid in a corner.

"Who the hell fired this shot! This is a military base—"

thump--

Before Nolan could finish his sentence, he fell down at the door of the War Situation by himself. It was the guard soldier who had been scolded by him just now.

At this point the soldier had turned into a corpse, a bullet had opened a hole in his forehead.

"Fuck! Is he trying to kill someone?! The grandsons of the military are too dark!"

Da da da--

There was constant gunfire like popping beans, and countless bullets shot in from the doors and windows of the war situation indiscriminately.

Scraps of paper and pieces of tables and chairs were flying around in the situation room.

"My mother, these grandchildren are really here to kill us! Run away!"

Nolan got up to rush out, but was stopped by Yang Chen.

"Look at the impact points of these bullets, there are all directions. This is not a suppressive shooting, but an indiscriminate shooting. They are indeed here to kill us. If you go out at this time, apart from being a target for them, there is nothing to do. There will be a second result."

"Brother! Are we waiting here to die? This kind of death is too useless, I'd rather fight them to the death!"

Yang Chen grinned and patted the intelligence desk in front of him: "It's okay, we have a cover, bullets can't hit us!"

Nolan used his fingers to compare the thickness of the information table, and then put his fingers in front of Yang Chen.

"What are you telling me? A polymer board table less than one centimeter thick can block 12.56mm machine gun bullets?!"

"Yes, I can!"

Yang Chen nodded seriously, and pointed to a small sign under the table: "Did you see, it's produced by Xia Guopinyue Group, it's fireproof, bulletproof and radiationproof, and the quality is absolutely outstanding!"

"I Nima-"

Nolan was speechless immediately, thinking what the hell is it, you still don't forget to advertise Xia Guohuo...

Ding--

ding ding ding-

At this moment, a string of bullets hit the intelligence table, and Nolan quickly lowered his head and body in fright, for fear of exposing his head to the outside.

"How about it, I said that the products produced by Pinyue are not bad?"

Nolan glanced at it, and found that this information table actually blocked more than a dozen bullets that were as thick as an index finger, and each bullet was deformed, like a small discus that was squashed!
"Is this nima table made of titanium alloy?! No, titanium alloys can't stop 12.56 machine gun bullets! When I go back, I have to buy a truck for bulletproof use at home!"

As soon as Nolan finished speaking, the gunshots stopped suddenly. Just when he was wondering, a strange voice sounded.

despair--

Gollum-

Nolan poked his head out carefully to take a look, was startled for a moment, then withdrew his head and shouted:

"Damn it! What a big deal, is it worth thundering?!"

boom--

A grenade exploded less than three meters away from the two of them. Countless shrapnel mixed with cement debris splashed in the situation room like a goddess scattering flowers.

After the explosion, there was no gunfire outside the door. Nolan was about to speak, but was stopped by Yang Chen's sharp eyes.

"Pay attention to the search! If the target is not dead, immediately fill up the gun!"

Accompanied by a burst of radio noise, five heavily armed soldiers in black special combat uniforms walked cautiously into the situation room.

Suddenly, Yang Chen grabbed Nolan and pushed him out from behind the table.

The sound immediately attracted the attention of the five soldiers, who pointed their guns at the staggering Nolan and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Da da da--

The dense bullets poured towards Nolan like honor points.

"Squat down!"

Yang Chen yelled violently, and kicked the table towards Nolan.

Nolan squatted down without hesitation, and the table slid right in front of him, and the bullets hit the table, making a tinkling sound.

Almost at the same time, Yang raised the pistol in his hand and fired five shots in a row.

boom--

bang bang-

bang bang-

The interval between the firing of the five bullets was no more than two seconds. After the gunfire stopped, the rifles in the hands of several soldiers also stopped spewing flames.

Afterwards, the bodies of five people fell to the ground with a bang, and all of them were shot in the head without exception.

"Damn, you scared me to death! I thought you sold me!"

Nolan stood up with lingering fear, and hurried up and down to check whether he had been shot.

"Hey, didn't they take the gun down when we came in just now? Where did you hide the gun from?"

Yang Chen gave Nolan a blank look, and said angrily: "Ask me where I hide the gun, why are you always looking behind my butt?"

"I'm just curious, tell me, where did you hide the gun?"

"I stole it."

"Stole it?"

Nolan was taken aback for a moment, and hurried to touch his lower back.

"Don't touch it, it's the one you stole from the guard just now!"

Nolan gritted his teeth, "Okay brother, this skill with empty hands is much better than mine!"

Yang Chen raised his hand, threw the pistol to Nolan, pulled a relatively complete chair and sat down.

"Hey, brother, are you still in the mood to take a break? Hurry up and slip away! What if someone comes later?"

"Don't worry, the person who comes again is not here to kill us."

……

Meanwhile, LD Heathrow.

The queen, dressed in red and wearing a red hat, walked down the gangway of Air Force One with a smile on her face. She first reached out and shook hands with Temap, and then the two stood side by side, facing the reporter and began to pose for pictures.

Temap had his signature smile on his face, but his eyes kept scanning the crowd, as if looking for someone.

Charlie was the second to shake hands with Temep, and said with a smile: "Mr. President, it's been a long time. When we met last time, you were not the president."

"I got the news on the plane, I heard that you have been appointed by Her Majesty the Queen as acting Prime Minister, I congratulate you!"

"Thank you, Mr. President. This is my adopted sister, the only foreign duchess in our royal family, Ms. Su Mengqi."

Seeing the magnificent Su Mengqi, Temepu's eyes almost went straight, and he quickly took the initiative to shake hands with Su Mengqi.

"Miss Su, I've known you for a long time, and I've always wanted to see you!"

Su Mengqi and Temepu shook hands for a while, then separated immediately, and said with a smile: "Mr. President, you can call me Mrs. Yang."

When Temepu heard what Su Mengqi said, his heart subconsciously froze, and he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "I almost forgot, your husband is the famous vice president of the Yang Group, Yang Chen."

Su Mengqi smiled and nodded: "He was ordered to fly a fighter plane to escort you just now, haven't you seen him?"

"Uh, no..."

"Then I believe he will come soon."

After Su Mengqi finished speaking, she ignored Temepu and shook hands with a person behind him.

After the photo shoot, the Queen's entourage had prepared a small podium and entered the speaking session of the two.

The Queen took a prompt from her pocket, stepped up to the podium, and began to speak clichés.

Temep stood by, his eyes wandering among the crowd.