the world is at stake

While waiting for the download to complete, Satomi, who left with a laptop, ran back again.Zhou Qingfeng was taken aback, thinking something was wrong.

"what happened?"

"I found the skinny one."

Behind Satomi was Rogge's partner, and the 'skinny man' walked into the office and shouted 'wow' excitedly, "It's crazy, you actually broke into Pelosi's office, can you let me take a picture?"

"You can shoot if you want to die." Rogge threatened from the side, "Just don't drag me down afterwards."

Zhou Qingfeng asked urgently: "Skinny man, what are you doing?"

"He was stealing." Satomi complained, "When I met him, he had just slipped out of the Library of Congress, smiling like a thief.

If I hadn't said that Victor was looking for him, he would still have tried to steal the offices of other congressmen. "

Zhou Qingfeng asked again: "Skinny man, what are your skills?"

The thin man obviously understood the current situation, and whispered: "Unlock, speed up the unlocking speed by 50.00%, and reduce the difficulty by one level."

There is a hidden compartment next to Pelosi's desk, Zhou Qingfeng pointed out, "There is an electronic safe inside, try to open it."

Hearing that it was the safe of the Speaker of the House of Representatives, the thin man happily took out a portable electric drill, "No problem, I have brought a sharp lockpicking tool."

The advancement of technology has really made the ancient profession of stealing a boring job, and the delicate craftsmanship in the movie has been replaced by the buzzing sound of electric drills.

By the way, Roger's skill is 'undercover'.With rich social experience, he can always blend into the enemy's team and become an inconspicuous little character.

"By the way, have you met Fuhrman and David Zhang?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"I saw David Zhang." The thin man raised his hand and said.

"Where is he?"

"Dead, body in the corridor of the rotunda. He was carrying a camera, like a reporter. But I don't understand how he died? Because he didn't look like he was hurt."

died?

This is undoubtedly a shadow, weighing on the hearts of several people.

Although it was known that several people had died in the congressional riots, David Zhang was one of them anyway, and the unexplained death was a warning.

It took about half an hour, and all five mobile phones were filled with downloaded files.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't have time to carefully screen and distribute the mobile phones to his companions—because everyone's communication tools were gone.

"Rogge, take Satomi out of Congress and go outside to find a car."

"I'm going to find Fuhrman, and hope that the old man doesn't die from being too stimulated."

"Skinny, how long will it take you to open this damn safe?"

Just after finishing the last question, the electric drill pierced through the safe in the dark compartment with a bang.The drill bit was pushed inward violently, and the buckled lock was pushed open.

The next step is to return the bolts at the four corners of the safe and open the iron door of the cabinet.The skinny man's 'lockpicking' skill came in handy, saving a lot of time.

There were mostly papers in the cabinet, and a pistol and magazines.

Zhou Qingfeng found a bag to put all the documents away, and asked the thin man to carry them and leave with Rogge.He took his gun and bullets, turned and left Pelosi's office.

The moment he got up, several 'rednecks' wearing the Stars and Stripes rushed to grab the chair he left behind, desperately trying to take pictures.

In addition to being a legislative body, Capitol Hill is also a tourist attraction.

When Satomi came back, he brought Zhou Qingfeng a map of the attractions of the Capitol.He relied on this map to go to the last stronghold of Congress, the chamber of the House of Representatives.

Before reaching the entrance of the conference hall, Zhou Qingfeng smelled a pungent tear gas.In the front of the corridor, an old man shouted in a hoarse voice: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, I'm a doctor, I'm here to save her."

That's right, it was the old man who was looking for excitement even after he was dying.

Author's Note: If there hadn't been a riot in the U.S. Congress, if I wrote about it in the book, I would definitely be scolded for 'the writing collapsed', 'nonsense', 'illogical' and 'impossible'.After the riot, in addition to arresting dozens of "rednecks" who participated in the riot, the "mob" who searched Pelosi's computer shot himself eight times and committed suicide.No official is responsible for this.It's ridiculous.I don't mean the mob, they are unconscious, they don't know they can break into Congress.I am referring to the security system of the US Congress and the accountability system afterwards.To say that this is not a symbol of the decline of the management ability of the US government, I would not believe it to death. Twenty years after 911/20, the United States has gotten worse.

Chapter 036

At 14:30, the Capitol was in disarray.

The 'rioters' gained an overwhelming majority and the Capitol Police were in full flight.The MP was only concerned with running for his life.

Vice President Pence was voting in the Senate hall when he heard the police coming and yelling: "There is indeed an emergency outside!" He rushed out of the hall and ran through the underground tunnel.

Nearly a hundred senators and staff were evacuated through the back door in a panic, leading to the shelter of the building.

The Republican leader of the Senate, Mitch McConnell, trembled and couldn't walk fast, so the guards could only run with him.He later argued that he had suffered from polio, who knows if he was frightened silly?

The Democratic leader of the Senate, Charles Schumer, didn't go there either, and kept shaking as he fled.The assistant must hold on to his back collar to maintain his walking balance.

It's even worse in the House of Representatives.

When Zhou Qingfeng arrived, the door to the House of Representatives was closed and blocked.A large number of demonstrations of 'rioters' and Congressional police are crowded here.

The glass of the gate was smashed, and the guards inside, regardless of whether they accidentally injured their own people, shot directly at the heads of the people who were shaking outside.

A female 'rioter' who broke in was hit in the neck and fell down on the spot, bleeding all over the ground.

The gunshots came too abruptly.

The 'rioters' didn't get scared until there were casualties.They looked at the fallen woman in a daze, and retreated after hesitation, as if they wanted to separate themselves from each other, as if they didn't know each other.

Zhou Qingfeng yelled at 'the mob' and 'a mess of sand'.

Fuhrman, an old man who likes to stimulate, is in the crowd, shouting that he is a doctor and can help.But the policeman outside the door didn't let him approach, and only yelled at him to leave.

Zhou Qingfeng took the opportunity to pull the old man out of the crowd, and shouted in a low voice: "Fullman, it's me, Victor."

The old man recognized it for a long time before he realized that the 'Ma Keshi' in front of him was Zhou Qingfeng.He hurriedly grabbed his companion's hand again, "Victor, that's great, you're here too.

What an incredible day.I actually went back to the Capitol on January [-]th, I participated in a historical event.Someone was hurt though, and I had to save her. "

The old man turned around and wanted to try to participate in the rescue.Zhou Qingfeng wanted to take him away first.

"Don't save her. The woman's carotid artery is bleeding heavily and can't be blocked at all. In a few minutes, her blood will drain and she will fall into hemorrhagic shock and die."

"No..." Fuhrman denied it loudly, then he took out a big medical suitcase as if by magic, and shouted excitedly: "I am a doctor, I seem to have some special abilities."

What the hell!

It was miraculous enough for the thin man to carry a small electric drill with him. Fuhrman originally had his hands empty, but in the blink of an eye he came out with a big suitcase.

Zhou Qingfeng tried to carry it, but found that the weight of the box was surprisingly heavy.He couldn't lift it at all.

But Fuhrman, who is in his eighties, does not make any effort. After carrying the suitcase, his hands do not shake, his eyes do not blur, and he does not walk like a stroke, as if he is 20 years younger.

"I don't know why, but it feels great to carry this box." Fuhrman first smiled, and then whispered:

"I knew that woman was going to be shot and I knew she was badly wounded. But she served her country 14 years and didn't deserve to die here. Victor, help me."

Only then did Zhou Qingfeng pay attention to the attributes of the old man, not to mention 'old age and frailty', Fuhrman is an expert surgeon, and his skill is 'portable surgery platform', once a day for two hours.

Like a doraemon, Fuhrman grabbed a simple operating bed from a medical suitcase in front of the crowd of 'rioters'.

When the bed came out, Zhou Qingfeng yelled 'Wow'.

It was obviously an extremely unreasonable situation, but the 'rioters' nearby turned a blind eye to this and were still yelling back and forth as if they were arguing.

Uncle Zhou was dumbfounded by this fantastic scene and didn't know what to say.

"Victor, do me a favor and carry the wounded to the operating bed. I only have strength around this bed, and it's hard to move without it."

Fuhrman grabbed the blood bag for blood transfusion from the suitcase and hung it beside the bed, as well as auxiliary equipment such as the ECG monitor.He quickly put on latex gloves and a mask by himself, with surgical instruments next to him.

This is a bit like the Terran base in 'StarCraft'. It can only start working after it is furnished, but it cannot be moved.

"Damn it, I think I'm awesome, but what kind of monsters are there in the team?" Zhou Qingfeng could only hurry back to the gate of the House of Representatives.

Several congressional policemen were still clumsily trying to stop the bleeding of the injured woman, but they could only stop the bleeding by pressing, but the blood in the aorta could not be stopped at all, and it had already flowed all over the floor.

"Go away and let me do it."

Just now Fuhrman wanted to go forward, but was pushed away by the police.

Uncle Zhou stepped forward and let out a yell, which stunned the person facing him for a few seconds, then squeezed away the obstruction of the Congressional police, picked up the injured woman from the ground, and ran quickly to the operating table not far away. .

The [-]mm hollow-tipped warhead had a strong tearing effect, and the side of the neck of the female injured was completely bloody and bloody. Her consciousness was in shock, and her blood pressure had almost returned to zero.

Fuhrman's hands and feet are usually trembling, but standing in front of the operating table, his hands and feet are nimble.

He quickly transfused blood to the wounded, injected cardiotonic agents, put on a ventilator, maintained the heartbeat and pulse, and then began to reconnect the blood vessels to control the bleeding.

From the magical suitcase, some high-end medical equipment and equipment were constantly drawn out, and Fuhrman skillfully used and mastered them.He moved as fast as a machine, and he was able to chat with Zhou Qingfeng while he was stitching up the wound.

"Victor, it's amazing, isn't it? I feel like I'm back at my peak, with the stamina of a 20-year-old, the composure of a 40-year-old, the experience of a 60-year-old.

Not knowing exactly what happened, but I gladly embraced the changes because my life had meaning again. "

The old man and his operating table were like air. No one cared about him in the messy scene, and he was completely ignored.

Even if he blocked the corridor leading to the hall of the House of Representatives, others would automatically go around, as if they had encountered a stone pillar.

Only Zhou Qingfeng could take the initiative to communicate with Fuhrman. He watched the medical equipment running on the operating table, and watched the female injured, who was clearly dead, recover various physiological indicators.

"It's really amazing."

Zhou Qingfeng has a special feeling that although his team is a bit mixed, everyone can be of great use in the unknown future.

In the face of an unpredictable crisis, others tend to form a team to fight, kill, or cheat, but a comprehensive team may go further.

"This may be because I didn't have a crisis before building a team, but a team before encountering a crisis." Zhou Qingfeng thought so.

It took only half an hour for Fuhrman to stabilize the physical condition of the female injured, and then he took the initiative to call the medical staff of the Capitol who rushed over to let the latter take over the follow-up emergency work.

The full set of operating bed and equipment is automatically put away after the operation and returned to the medical suitcase.The old man Le Diandian grabbed it into his palm, but immediately covered his heart, his face changed from rosy and hale to decayed like death in an instant.

"Oops, oops, I'm having another heart attack, my medicine, my medicine."

Chapter 037 Unknown Enemy

Fuhrman's heart disease is incurable, and the surgery he can do has already been done. Unless he has a heart replacement, he will look like he is about to die if he gets a little excited.

Unexpectedly, this old man is still blindly seeking excitement, he is dancing on the edge of the cliff, juggling on the wire rope, for fear that he will not die fast enough.

Intravenous injections of digestive glycerin quickly dilated blood vessels, and Fuhrman barely recovered after lying down.Zhou Qingfeng asked the medical staff of the Congress to get a stretcher bed, intending to move the old man away.

It was 15:30 in the afternoon, and the 'moving fast' National Guard was about to arrive at the Capitol to clean up the mess.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't want to be blocked and couldn't escape, and he didn't plan to leave until the last moment, because he hadn't figured out how to take the next step.

Except for David Zhang who died inexplicably, all team members have been found.But the steel ring on his finger didn't respond, and 'Twisting the World' didn't give him any hints.

Zhou Qingfeng pushed the stretcher and left from the entrance of the hall of the House of Representatives.He called Rogge and others, but no one answered after the ring rang for a long time.

The same goes for calling Slim and Satomi, who can't even dial.

"What the hell? What happened to those three guys?"

Zhou Qingfeng was going to the central rotunda of the Capitol, hoping to leave through the west gate.But he pushed the stretcher halfway...

The 'red necks' wandering around suddenly rushed over screaming like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed.

At the same time, there were intensive gunshots from the doors and windows on the north and south wings of the building. It sounded like a large group of people had arrived and suddenly launched an attack.

"Who's shooting?" Fuhrman, who was on the stretcher, recovered and raised his head to ask.

Shocked crowds ran past Zhou Qingfeng, he grabbed a random person and asked, "What happened?"

“There was a National Guard troop that suddenly appeared in the central rotunda, and they were killing us, saying they were suppressing a riot.”

The caught 'red neck' struggled desperately, running around like a headless chicken.

"impossible."

Fuhrman loudly denied from the stretcher bed, "The massacre can only be condemned by the United States. The Capitol Police and the Guards have always exercised restraint. This has never happened."

"Don't say it's impossible. If you want to talk about possibility, we shouldn't be here."

Zhou Qingfeng only reminded: "Remember that your blood vessels have expanded to the extreme, and you can no longer rely on taking medicine to save your life. Be sure to stabilize your emotions."

Fuhrman sighed, patted his chest, took off his hearing aid from his ear, nodded to Zhou Qingfeng, and then closed his eyes.

I almost forgot, the old man is old, and he is deaf without hearing aids.As long as you close your eyes, the thunder outside will not scare him.

More and more people poured in from the central rotunda, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't push the stretcher bed retrograde.He randomly found an office of a congressman in the corridor, broke open the door and hid in.

Before Zhou Qingfeng moved the table and closed the door again, more than a dozen panicked 'red necks' followed and hid in.

They spoke meaningless words, and some people cried and called the police. The Stars and Stripes they carried were even lost. Only the colorful paint on their faces and exotic clothes remained.

The unknown office had windows. Zhou Qingfeng looked out of the window, and there was indeed a group of National Guards wearing gray urban camouflage outside the Capitol.

The number of this group of people is unknown. After they came, they blocked all the passages of the Capitol, and they were arresting the 'red necks' crowded on the steps of the west side of the building.