Chapter 236: This is a misunderstanding

"Descent, descent!"
The commander shouted aloud on the sky battleship.
Because the thin air above the sky made many old scientists faint.
Hearing the commander's greeting, the female scientist controlling the battleship quickly pushed down the joystick ...
Under the magical effect of the four-dimensional force field, the huge sky battleship descended rapidly.
8000 meters, 5000 meters, 3000 meters.
At this moment, the commander was so angry that he waved and yelled, "Let's go home!"
"Go home!" "Go home!" ...
Violent cheers sounded from wave to wave, and the sky warship instantly turned around and flew towards Hyde Park in London, England ...
At this time, the UK. Buckingham Palace.
The adversity of the European Union has reversed the situation. Later, the garrison around London finally arrived at Buckingham Palace and surrounded all the U.S. paratroopers.
"Surender! American soldiers, you have lost!"
British Brigadier General shouted loudly with a horn.
The US military in the encirclement looked dignified, and the shadow of failure enveloped everyone.
Their combat mission failed, and even the transport plane that carried them was blown up, and they couldn't even leave.
They are now surrounded by a division of the British Army, and even many hand-controlled tanks.
"Submit, heroic soldiers, this is a misunderstanding. You have fulfilled your duties. You deserve the title of soldier!"
The Brigadier General persevered in persuading the US forces in the encirclement.
The US military's Atlantic fleet has retreated, and their air force has flew away. The war is over, and he hopes to end peacefully instead of killing all these airborne troops in Britain.
In that case, the current good diplomatic situation will become worse again.
If he dares to order the killing of these US troops, the US government will definitely not give up. Don't think that the US nuclear bomb has never hit a big pumpkin, he really gave in.
Don't forget, the United States also has another supreme weapon:
Cyber ​​nuclear bomb-big watermelon!
It is not easy to push the United States to concessions, and it is not easy to start a war again. It is not a local war, but a real World War III.
Of course, this is just one point. Another important reason is:
Megatron God of Watermelon and Pumpkin is American.
If you dare to kill the beauty, after the return of the great god, the US government will ignore it.
What? Did you just keep the Great God in Britain?
What a joke!
Can you detain for a while, or for a lifetime?
The current pumpkin has become the wealth of all humankind. Whoever dares to detain him is the enemy of the whole world.
No one dares to mention this proposal, don't even think about it!
If anyone mentions it, he will not see the sun the next day.
"Soldiers, as long as you put down your weapons, I promise you as the Brigadier General of the Royal British First Division, absolutely no blame!"
However, the US airborne forces in the siege remained silent.
No one spoke, none.
Seeing this scene, Brigadier General was helpless. He gave the horn to his deputy, and the deputy kept persuading him, and he hurried toward the palace.
He was going to see Prime Minister Cameron and the Allied Commander.
At this time, inside the palace. Obama's residence.
Prime Minister Cameron and the EU's chief commander are also advising to surrender. Um, wrong, not to persuade, but to persuade Obama to come out.
After all, strictly speaking, the United States is not a defeat.
"Mr. President, come out! Let's talk!" Prime Minister Cameron was persuading.
"Yes, Mr. President, come out! Our president and the German president are coming to London, can you talk?" The Allied Commander was also persuading.
The house was silent, and Obama didn't say a word.
"Mr. President, your air force has retreated, the Atlantic fleet has retreated, and even the airborne forces have been surrounded by us. I swear in the name of God that everything I say is true.
At this moment, Prime Minister Cameron can't wait to kneel down to Obama and ask him to come out.
Of course, more importantly, he wanted to see if the little prodigy and Miss Alice were safe.
This was the thing that most worried him.
If Miss Alice goes wrong, Britain will not only win but not even the dog. Because Miss Alice can own 25% of the pumpkin stock.
She is the largest shareholder.
And if the little prodigy has a problem, the consequences are even more serious.
Don't say anything, get ready for World War III! No one wants to escape!
"Mr. President, come out quickly! Please, please, you are sick and do n’t want to eat dinner, you should let the little prodigy eat it! He has n’t even had dinner today!"
As soon as this word came out, there was finally movement on the opposite side.
Later, under the protection of several FBI elite bodyguards, Obama finally appeared at the door.
When he saw him, Cameron was overjoyed, and the Allied commander was overjoyed.
"Close your gun! Close your gun!"
"Don't point your gun at the President of the United States!"
In the roar of British sergeants, Obama slowly walked towards Cameron.
At this instant, Prime Minister Cameron and the Allied Commander hurriedly greeted him, seemingly afraid to snub him.
It's really a dog, and the loser is still the uncle.
"Mr. President, are you okay? By the way, what about Ike Jr., how is he?"
Cameron greeted Obama with "concern", but it was clear that his last question was the focus.
"Mr. President, have you been injured? By the way, how about Miss Alice?"
The Allied Commander greeted Obama with "concern" as well, but it was also clear that his greeting was the focus of the latter sentence.
Pumpkin's largest shareholder, the entire EU will have to rely on her for dinner.
Upon hearing the two's interrogation, Obama vomited blood with anger.
"Are there any satellite phones?"
Cameron responded quickly: "Yes, some!"
Immediately, an officer ran up and handed a satellite phone to Obama.
Obama took the phone and dialed the US Department of Defense.
No way, because he and the bodyguard's phone were all paralyzed by Big Watermelon.
The pleasant female voice sounded instantly: "Hello, here is the US Department of Defense, please enter your code!"
Code your sister!
Obama didn't report the code at all, but said coldly, "I'm Obama, please ask the Secretary of Defense to listen to the phone!"
"What? Oh my God, are you still alive, Mr. President?"
Obama: "..."
"Wait a moment, Mr. President, wait a minute, I'll call Mr. Minister immediately!"
Later, on the other end of the phone, rapid footsteps sounded, and then an old voice sounded:
"Mr. President, is it you? Is it really you?"
"Yes, it's me! Did you fail?"
The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then the Secretary of Defense said frustrated: "Sorry, Mr. President ~ EbookFREE.me ~ We have done our best. Mr. Hughes even fired a hydrogen bomb!"
"Well, I know!"
The sound fell, and Obama hanged up.
He just called to confirm the news. Now that the news has been confirmed, then the rest need not be said in front of the British Prime Minister.
"Mr. President, I didn't lie to you!"
When he heard Cameron's words, Obama suddenly smiled. He quickly reached out and held Cameron's right hand.
"Mr. Prime Minister, this is a misunderstanding. I was previously hijacked by a rebel agent. Thanks to the British government for sending troops to rescue! Thank you very much!"
Cameron: "..."
Allied Commander: "..."
The soldiers around: "..."
…… (To be continued.)