Chapter 161 The attack begins

On the rostrum, President Walker, Vice President Underwood, chief of staff, spokesperson and other senior officials were tortured by the media's flashlight.

After the flash, the warm-up work was completed, the staff left, and President Walker stepped forward and stopped at the microphone.

He cleared his throat, and the audience gradually became quiet. Not only did all the media look at him, but the demonstrators also gradually became silent. They also wanted to know how the president planned to explain this time.

Walker reviewed the draft in his mind. He knew that a reasonable explanation must be given this time. Whether he could continue to sit in the position of president, this speech was crucial.

"Hello everyone, I am Garrett Walker, the current president of the United States."

President Walker's voice was still deep and powerful, but his first sentence caused an uproar.

Curses from the protesters followed, and the chants of "We don't want a murderous president" became louder and louder.

Facing the curses, President Walker watched quietly, waiting for them to gradually quiet down before continuing.

Everyone who wants to be President of the United States will practice the art of public speaking.

From accent, speaking speed, pronunciation to how to set up the content of the speech, how to mobilize the emotions of the audience present, and how to sublimate it, this is an extremely complex knowledge.

Behind Walker, there is a complete team responsible for this.

But this time, he didn't ask the team to help. This time Walker focused on sincerity.

There is only one outline for the entire speech, and the rest is completely based on improvisation, but these are nothing to him.

When the voice gradually subsided, Walker spoke again. Everything he did before was intentional. The people's emotions must be vented, otherwise they will not accept his explanation later.

"Recently, all major media are reporting that I organized the assassination of the previous President David Palmer. The media have also exposed various evidences. I just want to say..."

As President Walker was speaking, he suddenly felt something fly past his face, and then heard an exclamation from behind.

Before he could react, his body was knocked down by the surrounding agents, and at the same time, the bodyguards shouted in his ears: "Danger, there are snipers!"

Agents from all directions surrounded him, and Walker finally understood what was going on.

Someone wants to assassinate me?

Walker looked through the gaps between the agents. Not far behind him, the chief of staff was lying on the ground, with blood staining the shirt on his chest and the nearby carpet. Other agents were rescuing him.

Obviously, the bullet that was supposed to be fired at him missed and hit the chief of staff.

"Your Excellency, we must escort you out immediately."

The voice of the security chief came to my ears. This was not an inquiry, but a notification. The Secret Service agents formed a circle, surrounding President Walker in the middle, and moved slowly towards the edge of the rostrum.

"Call 'Army No. 1' and come to the rostrum immediately to respond."

The 'Army One' that the security director calls is the nickname of the presidential car. It is an extended armored version of Cadillac DTS, equipped with 20 centimeters of bulletproof armor and an independent air supply system, which can withstand rockets and biological and chemical attacks.

A mobile fortress.

Hearing the call from the security director, an Army One drove over quickly. The cost of such a car is as high as 1.5 million US dollars. Every time the president travels, he usually travels with two or three cars together, in case the car breaks down.

Substitution can also confuse the enemy, making it impossible for the enemy to determine which car the president is in.

The twenty-centimetre-thick car door opened, and the agents escorted the president into the car.

On the way, the sniping did not stop, two more agents fell down, and another shot hit the glass of Army One, but it was blocked by the bulletproof glass more than ten centimeters thick.

As for the scene, it was even more chaotic. The crowd fell into panic, and panic and uneasiness spread in people's hearts.

Most of the people in the media area were panicking and scattered like birds and animals. A few people who didn't care about their lives were still holding cameras to take pictures of where the president and his bodyguards were.

The demonstrators outside were doing much better. Although some of them panicked and ran away, most of them still watched from a distance. The young man holding a DV did not miss this opportunity and aimed the DV firmly at the president's location.

direction, and prepare to take pictures of their embarrassed appearance.

Swager squeezed forward to ensure that he was within the DV's field of vision, but he inadvertently touched the tight strings of the police.

Originally, the president was assassinated, and the police were already nervous. Swagger was not honest, and others were running away, but Swagger pushed forward, and the police, who were already outnumbered, immediately captured him.

The arrest happened right next to me, and the DV guy also recorded the scene completely.

Beside the rostrum, the agents acted quickly, and protecting the president's safety was their top priority.

They surrounded the car door with water and used their bodies to build a human wall to block all possible angles of attack.

President Walker got into the car and the door closed.

In a tense atmosphere, the convoy slowly left the scene.

The president was sitting in the carriage, holding the seat tightly and looking forward nervously.

Outside the car, the agents trotted to escort Army One. Later, other bodyguard vehicles would pick them up and continue to guard Army One.

Army One's engine roared and began to speed up.

The retreat route was planned in advance, and Army One retreated according to the planned route.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and a section of the roof above the car suddenly exploded. A large amount of rubble and debris flew everywhere, as if it turned into a black rain curtain.

Army One was almost buried by rubble. The experienced driver suddenly turned the steering wheel to avoid the dangerous debris, and the president also relaxed a little.

Army One continued to gallop on the road. This road was not the planned route. The planned route had been blocked by the ruins, but the matter was urgent and we could no longer care about it.

The scene was chaotic. The media were either lying on the ground or fleeing. It was already a mess.

The live broadcast that Jack watched was crooked and only a piece of lawn was left. It was obvious that the cameraman had escaped, leaving only the machine lying on the ground.

Mia changed several channels in succession and finally found a normal one.

This live broadcast is still chasing the president, and it is obvious that the cameraman is desperate.

In the picture, Army One was almost buried by the debris of the blown-off roof and turned onto another road.

"I'm afraid something is going to happen."

Jack murmured.

He frowned and stared in the direction of Army One, his heart filled with uneasiness and doubt.

Jack felt a little weird. The timing of the roof collapse was too coincidental.

If this is an attack, it makes no sense at all. The Army One is bulletproof. Even if the building debris really hits the car, it will not be able to hurt the people inside at all.

Instead, Jack felt that the debris fell to block the road and force Army One to turn.

Jack looked in the direction of Army One, and there didn't seem to be anything unusual.
Chapter completed!