Chapter 208: Different Choices

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Just as he walked into his office, Cheney noticed that at this moment in his office, besides his secretary, Michael Hayden, the Director of the CIA, was also waiting there.

"Director Hayden, why have you come as well?"

With the CIA Director appearing in his office, Cheney immediately realized the gravity of the situation.

In the United States, the President possesses immense power; although subject to the constraints of Congress, this does not mean anyone can treat the President as a puppet to be sidelined.

Therefore, without his order, absolutely no one in the White House would dare to summon a high-ranking government official without notifying him first, unless they arrived alongside an emergency communication from the Moscow Embassy.

Sure enough!

Director Hayden's expression was somewhat grim. He bowed slightly to the still drowsy Cheney and said, "Mr. President, an emergency communication from the United States Embassy in Moscow. Just an hour and a half ago, Russian First Deputy Prime Minister Dmitri paid a secret visit to Ambassador Bo Yuehan to inform him that the Severodvinsk Shipyard in Russia had been attacked, and a Typhoon-class ballistic Missile Nuclear submarine had been stolen..."

"Pfft..."

Cheney had just sat down and taken a sip of the hot coffee his secretary had brewed for him, never expecting such explosive news to be spat out from the other's mouth.

In an instant, a startled Cheney sprayed out a mouthful of coffee, nearly covering Director Hayden, who was standing right across from him.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The violent coughing startled the secretary waiting on the side, who hurriedly stepped forward with concern and carefully patted his back: "Mr. President... Mr. President, are you alright..."

"I... I'm fine... excuse me..."

Cheney gulped down two glasses of purified water newly poured by Director Hayden, finally suppressing both the discomfort in his throat and the shock in his heart.

After finally stopping his cough, he could no longer care about politeness, looking at Hayden with a face full of shock, "Are you sure, my Director? You are telling me that Russia lost a ballistic Missile Nuclear submarine? What date is it today, April Fools' Day?"

"I am afraid this is true, Mr. President!"

Director Hayden kept a straight face, his mustache above his lips trembling slightly: "After Dmitri left, Ambassador Bo Yuehan also doubted the authenticity of this news. He then entrusted a military attaché to inquire about the situation. We urgently contacted several intelligence personnel lurking within the Russian Ministry of Defense and the Severodvinsk Shipyard, and we can basically confirm that Russia has indeed lost a Nuclear submarine!"

Cheney nodded; this explained why Michael Hayden would appear in the White House, as the personnel responsible for gathering intelligence were, needless to say, agents and spies from the CIA.

Only...

With his brows tightly furrowed, President Cheney rubbed his temples and said, still in disbelief: "... Lost a Nuclear submarine, has the Russian Navy fallen to such a state? Then, my Director, can you tell me who stole that Russian Nuclear submarine? I know about the Typhoon-class; it is a big monster with a displacement of over twenty thousand tons. Who would have the ability to steal it? The Indians? The Chinese? The Vietnamese? Or North Korea?"

Clearly, he was not completely ignorant; at the very least, the countries Cheney mentioned were all those salivating over Russian submarines and had been waving money to purchase them!

……

Just as he walked into his office, Cheney noticed that at this moment in his office, besides his secretary, Michael Hayden, the Director of the CIA, was also waiting there.

"Director Hayden, why have you come as well?"

With the CIA Director appearing in his office, Cheney immediately realized the gravity of the situation.

In the United States, the President possesses immense power; although subject to the constraints of Congress, this does not mean anyone can treat the President as a puppet to be sidelined.

Therefore, without his order, absolutely no one in the White House would dare to summon a high-ranking government official without notifying him first, unless they arrived alongside an emergency communication from the Moscow Embassy.

Sure enough!

Director Hayden's expression was somewhat grim. He bowed slightly to the still drowsy Cheney and said, "Mr. President, an emergency communication from the United States Embassy in Moscow. Just an hour and a half ago, Russian First Deputy Prime Minister Dmitri paid a secret visit to Ambassador Bo Yuehan to inform him that the Severodvinsk Shipyard in Russia had been attacked, and a Typhoon-class ballistic Missile Nuclear submarine had been stolen..."

"Pfft..."

Cheney had just sat down and taken a sip of the hot coffee his secretary had brewed for him, never expecting such explosive news to be spat out from the other's mouth.

In an instant, a startled Cheney sprayed out a mouthful of coffee, nearly covering Director Hayden, who was standing right across from him.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The violent coughing startled the secretary waiting on the side, who hurriedly stepped forward with concern and carefully patted his back: "Mr. President... Mr. President, are you alright..."

"I... I'm fine... excuse me..."

Cheney gulped down two glasses of purified water newly poured by Director Hayden, finally suppressing both the discomfort in his throat and the shock in his heart.

After finally stopping his cough, he could no longer care about politeness, looking at Hayden with a face full of shock, "Are you sure, my Director? You are telling me that Russia lost a ballistic Missile Nuclear submarine? What date is it today, April Fools' Day?"

"I am afraid this is true, Mr. President!"

Director Hayden kept a straight face, his mustache above his lips trembling slightly: "After Dmitri left, Ambassador Bo Yuehan also doubted the authenticity of this news. He then entrusted a military attaché to inquire about the situation. We urgently contacted several intelligence personnel lurking within the Russian Ministry of Defense and the Severodvinsk Shipyard, and we can basically confirm that Russia has indeed lost a Nuclear submarine!"

Cheney nodded; this explained why Michael Hayden would appear in the White House, as the personnel responsible for gathering intelligence were, needless to say, agents and spies from the CIA.

Only...

With his brows tightly furrowed, President Cheney rubbed his temples and said, still in disbelief: "... Lost a Nuclear submarine, has the Russian Navy fallen to such a state? Then, my Director, can you tell me who stole that Russian Nuclear submarine? I know about the Typhoon-class; it is a big monster with a displacement of over twenty thousand tons. Who would have the ability to steal it? The Indians? The Chinese? The Vietnamese? Or North Korea?"

Clearly, he was not completely ignorant; at the very least, the countries Cheney mentioned were all those salivating over Russian submarines and had been waving money to purchase them!