Chapter 1043: The Last Banquet (First update!)

While Hawk was imparting experience to his daughter.

President Baron Turner, who had entered the game himself and arrived at the Quantico military base, also arrived at the safe house in Quantico immediately after Hawk agreed to attend tonight's banquet, and once again convened the "Hunt the Demon King" project team meeting.

Following the appearance of the African-American General who was used to take the blame for failure and get promoted for success, President Baron Turner spoke directly.

"Barton, tell me, how is your plan coming along?"

Baron Turner, who finally remembered the name of this African-American General, spoke in a low tone, looking at the African-American General with sharp eyes: "I don't want this precious opportunity, which I obtained by staking my personal dignity and the dignity of the Federation, to fail again because of your delay."

This time, he had abandoned his face as President, humbled himself, and almost knelt to beg Hawk to get him to attend tonight's banquet.

This time he chose to stake his dignity.

So—

If the Sentinel robot project is delayed again, he will go crazy.

Fortunately!

The African-American General responded immediately the moment Baron Turner's words came out: "The program is being imported, and it is expected to be activated and started in three hours."

Three hours later?

That would be about halfway through the banquet.

Baron Turner heard this, estimated the time point three hours later, felt relieved inside, and nodded.

Just then.

A general from the Pentagon spoke: "Mr. President, our original plan was only aimed at the Demon King himself, but we didn't expect the Demon King's wife to come along this time."

Baron Turner looked at the general who spoke, nodded, and then looked at the African-American General: "There is an extra variable, can his Sentinel robot handle it?"

The African-American General did not hesitate at all: "Please rest assured, Mr. President, our Sentinel robot is an invincible existence."

At this time, even if it couldn't handle it, it had to be able to handle it.

Anyway, he wasn't the one at the Quantico base.

These days, the African-American General had secretly moved his wife and children out of their luxury apartment in Washington.

As for himself?

The plane had already been arranged; whenever the Sentinel robot went online, he would lose contact, and by the time he landed again, the results should have already come out.

By then, whether it was enjoying the fruits of victory or taking huge assets to some third country to live under an assumed name, there would be no problem.

If the Federation wins, he wins.

If the Federation loses, he also wins.

He can win twice.

The African-American General thought to himself, and then, fearing that Baron Turner lacked confidence, added: "Mr. President, don't forget, the materials used to manufacture the Sentinel robot were given to us by that existence."

Baron Turner's pale eyebrows twitched slightly when he heard this. ===== CHAPTER 1045 =====