Chapter 587: Chain Reaction

The assistant hurriedly took out a picture and gave it to the President: "But this time it's different. The coastline there has been rolled back, and our port base has directly disappeared!"

The President took a casual look and found that it seemed to be missing a piece compared to the map in his impression.

Just as he was about to find a map to look at, he suddenly thought of something and smiled at the assistant:

"Aha! Today is April Fool's Day. You even made a picture specifically to trick me. What kind of waves could bite a piece off the land? You almost tricked me!"

Seeing that the President thought he was joking, the assistant hurriedly took out another picture and handed it to the President.

"Mr. President, look at a set of images captured by our synchronous satellite. The one that caused this tsunami is this octopus."

The President took the report casually, glanced at it, and laughed:

"This is too fake. You even gave the octopus so many legs. You really went to great lengths to fool me!"

As he said this, the President casually threw the report onto the table and handed the report he was looking at before to the assistant:

"Look at the battle report from the front line. It says a giant anteater appeared on the front line, eating our super soldiers and those bone sticks like licking ants. If today wasn't April Fool's Day, I would have really believed it."

"However, seeing the photos you brought, I am even more convinced that my idea is correct. Don't try to deceive me."

As he said this, the President stuffed the report into the assistant's hand, patted his shoulder, and laughed:

"Charlie, I am very pleased that you can remind me that besides boring work, I also need happiness to adjust. I haven't been out for a long time. Today I plan to go to the park. I'm going to give myself a half-day off. Don't disturb me unless it's something important."

"Ah! Now that there are no more idle homeless people, the whole city is much tidier. Making them my super soldiers was truly my wisest decision."

The assistant looked at the President who pushed the door and walked out, and then looked at the picture on the report in his hand.

A giant creature with thick limbs covered in scales appeared in the picture, surrounded by a group of panicked humanoid monsters. Even the armored vehicles lying on the ground were not as big as a fingernail of the creature.

On the giant beast's pitch-black long whiskers were still stuck a few orcs, and behind them was a group of fearless white skeletons.

The assistant thought that if such a giant beast appeared on their territory, he would instantly feel a chill.

And at this time, on the front-line battlefield, the commander looked at the communications room and asked:

"How is it? Has the President replied yet?"

The communications officer shook his head.

The commander frowned. Originally, the appearance of giant beasts on the front line caused serious damage to the army, so he had someone take a set of photos and send them over, fearing the President wouldn't believe it, wanting to use nuclear strikes to eliminate the giant beasts. Who would have thought the President wouldn't reply.

Think about it, a row of rockets from an armored vehicle only left a string of charred marks on the giant beast's scales, and those so-called super soldiers, although very strong, also depend on who they are facing. Facing the giant beast, they were really just going up to be served as food.

Seeing that he hadn't waited for the President's reply for a long time, the commander felt it was very necessary to call personally to talk about the seriousness of the matter.

Now, soldiers on the front line were dying every minute and every second. If they hesitated any longer, the casualties might be even greater. So he picked up the phone on the table, dialed a string of numbers, and said to the receiver:

"I am front-line commander Moore. Help me connect to the President's office."

"Okay, General Moore, I have helped you connect to the President's office."

And at this time, the assistant had just finished reading the front-line battle report when he heard the phone on the President's desk ring...

He hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the phone.

"Hello, is this the President? I am front-line commander Moore!"

"Hello, General Moore. The President just went out. I am the President's assistant, Charlie. Is there anything I can help you with? I will help you convey it."

The assistant had just finished speaking when he heard the urgent voice on the other side of the phone.

"The President went out? Do you know where he went? Did he go to launch the nukes?"

The assistant had just finished reading the report and knew that the front-line military situation was urgent, and the information about applying for a nuclear strike. But thinking of the President's words, he said somewhat uncertainly:

"The President seems to have gone to the park?"

"That's good. What? He didn't go to open the nuclear insurance, what is he doing in the park?"

"The President seems to have said he wanted to take a half-day off and not to look for him unless it's important."

Hearing the assistant's words, Moore's eyes turned red. He was fighting for his life on the front line and even applied for a nuclear strike, and the result was that this matter wasn't even as important as the President going to the park.

The assistant heard the silence on the other side of the phone and knew he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly explained: "It seems the President doesn't really believe in the appearance of giant beasts on the front line, especially since today is April Fool's Day, which makes him think it might be a prank."

General Moore heard the assistant's words, took a few deep breaths, hung up the phone, and turned to the guards behind him:

"Arrange for the officers to come for a meeting, and have a plane prepared. After the meeting, I want to go to Huasheng personally."

As the orders were arranged, the officers soon arrived. Moore looked at the officers on both sides and said:

"Because of some reasons, the nuclear strike cannot be approved for the time being, so I have decided to go find the President personally." ===== CHAPTER 589 =====