Chapter 1505: Choosing Tokyo Branch 1

Bush didn't say anything. He sat on the sofa again. After lowering his head and thinking for a long time, Bus raised his head and looked at the old man and said, "What do you want to do?"

"Send more soldiers to sneak into the northwest, and the forces must uncover the true face of Red Satan. Otherwise, when the Olympics begin, the armed forces of various anti-China groups will not be able to enter from the northwest, and our plan will naturally become a great failure!"

"Send more soldiers?" Bush Jr. looked at the old man and said, "You shouldn't be thinking of sending the remaining soldiers of the Thirteenth Tank into that area."

"His Excellency President, we have no way out. The seven tank thirteen soldiers disappeared like this. We have to give an explanation to Congress and the military. However, we can't give anything now. Your Excellency President, next month, you will have to vote for the election. At that time, if someone stirs up this matter, it will be very unfavorable to you."

"Are you threatening me?" Bush stared at the old man.

"Your Excellency President, do you think I still have this mood now? If something happens, I will not be able to escape the responsibility of being held accountable. You have an old saying, "If the ants on a boat sinks, do you think we two ants are still likely to go ashore?"

"Send everything? This is too great a responsibility. If it fails again, Bush Jr. looked at the old man suddenly, "Are you absolutely sure?"

"Of course, the Red Satan area, no matter how mysterious or powerful it is, it is impossible for him to compete with the entire United States with a small northwest land. What's more, our tribe sent one hundred and ninety-three tank warriors, these ninety-three warriors, are enough to subvert a national government. Your Excellency President, even if you no longer believe me, you should believe that you control the elite ace force of the United States."

After thinking for a while, Bush finally nodded his head. It was difficult to get rid of the tiger. This is the case with Bush now. The death of seven mysterious ace warriors is definitely not a trivial matter. It is impossible to hide it. He wants to explain to Congress and the Military Commission. The most important thing is that next month, he will make internal choices within Congress again. At that time, if someone really makes a fuss about this matter, it is not what he wants to see.

"I can hand over the 193 tank thirteen warriors troops of eight times, but I want to assure me that it must be successful, do you understand? Your Excellency Charles."

"Don't worry, Your Excellency President, I, like you, have no way out."

"Remember your words, don't try to anger me. The forces behind you can indeed have a deterrent force on me to a certain extent, but there is a premise, that is, you did not force me to a dead end. Remember, Lord Charles, the power that people burst out in desperate situations is definitely not something to imagine." Bush Jr. left this sentence and left without looking back.

The old man held the sofa and sat down slowly. Selong stood beside him without saying a word. Since Selong chose to follow the old man in front of him, he understood one thing, that is, there is no other way except to follow him.

"I want you to find out within a week whether the Red Satan area comes from the power of the government." The old man looked at Seron, "Do you understand what I mean?

"Your Excellency, I understand." Sailon knew the old man's intention. At this time, the old man no longer wanted to find out which force the Red Satan region belonged to. He just needed to determine whether there was a government figure after this region. If not, then the next time was the time to launch a general attack.

One hundred and ninety-three members of the Tank Thirteen, the most powerful American team, had the terrifying lethality of these ninety-three people. This is what Sailong, who was once the captain of the Tank Thirteen, knew the most. Putting such a force into that area will be destined to be destroyed. There is no equal relationship between the seven people and one hundred and ninety-three people.

As long as it is possible to confirm that the Red Satan area does not come from the government, then there is no worry that it may anger the government and sell it to the outbreak of war. The old man's intention is already very clear. He has no time, and he does not have the patience to investigate the forces in that area again.

Only by pulling out the nail on the main throat as soon as possible can the old man's big plan be completed smoothly.

, Great Northwest.

At the same time when the old man Charles, thousands of miles apart, started the plan to destroy this red Satan area, Xiang Yufeng stomped the fourth head hard, which belonged to the seven tank thirteen members.

Except for the one who died on the battlefield, the remaining three were all beaten by Xiang Yufeng when he was tortured and forced to confess.

The interrogation room was filled with a strong smell of blood. On the ground, the red, white, and small pieces of meat were spread all over the floor. If you observe carefully, there were two eyeballs mixed in the blood and bones that were broken into a pile of meaty.

Although the interrogation room was full of death and dazzling bloody scenes, it did not make them feel uncomfortable at all for the people standing here at this time. Xiang Yufeng, Beiting, Dongbo, Yang Jie, Zhang Xiao, the five great gods of the Northwest City were standing in the interrogation room. In front of them, there were three other members of the Thirteenth Tank who were still breathing.

After experiencing the battle under the Northwest City, Xiang Yufeng successfully defeated these seven perverted non-human powerful attacks. Except for a poor guy who was stomped on the spot, the remaining six people were captured by Xiang Yufeng.

But since the capture, no matter what kind of torture the four people used, they just couldn't take out anything from the mouths of the six people.

Not to mention, these seven people must have internal responses to come here. Otherwise, it would be impossible to do so thoroughly with the power of the outside world. After all, these seven people were forced to the northwest city under the seven defense lines outside the northwest city. If there was no internal response, it would be nonsense. Moreover, in the battle between Xiang Yufeng and these seven people just now, the opponent's strength was indeed very strong, but it was not strong enough that he could break into the northwest city so easily without killing one person.
Chapter completed!