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38, Stimulant

Just as the demonstration crowd was frantically searching for Dodoro in Sacramento, he had already smelled the crisis and hid in Roswell with President Genobron in advance. Together with his officers, he formed the temporary wartime command.

The place where aliens were found rumored is now the only nuclear bomb silo in Ganesh, which houses the last legacy of the empire before it falls apart - several large-scale hydrogen bombs.

At this moment, all the troops in Ganyfornia were stationed around the launch silo, with air raid shelters and trenches everywhere. The dense soldiers were covered with three layers inside and three layers outside to protect the launch silo.

Despite being leaning against nuclear weapons, President Jenobron still has no sense of security. He only holds meetings every day, and has to hold meetings more than thirty times a day, either in meetings or preparing for meetings.

However, no matter how many meetings he holds, it cannot stop the four-national coalition forces from advancing all the way.

From Los Angeles to Lancaster, from Bakersfield to Santa Maria, the coalition forces were in a desperate situation, conquering cities and land, and soon they fought to Fresno, 274 kilometers away from Sacramento.

The Ganyfornia army was retreating step by step, with an extremely low morale. At the beginning, they could resist a little, but later on, the more vulnerable it became. Usually, they would be defeated by just a little contact.

The coalition's morale was high, and the coalition leader Durant even made a bold statement at the commendation meeting that he would capture President Genobron and Finance Minister Dodoro alive within one month and hand it over to the military court for trial.

On this day, just as Durant finished his speech, Jenobron couldn't wait to hold the 740th meeting.

Dodoro sat at the conference table with a group of senior executives, listening to Genobron's generous speeches flying everywhere.

"Fried them and fry them to the sky! He actually wanted to capture me alive. What kind of scallion he was!" said Genobron, "I just won a few times and my tail was up. I think he dared to hit Sacramento. When I hit Sacramento, I will die with him!!"

"But President, if we launch nuclear bombs, the opponent may also launch nuclear bombs. Texas also has nuclear weapons." An officer said nervously.

"Who are you leaving it for? Don't you launch it for them to be legacy!"

Genobron looked excited, his hands slamming on the table.

His words made the officers panic.

However, Dodoro saw the panic in Genobron's eyes. Obviously, the President was not as tenacious as he seemed. Even if he was captured, he could still be a wealthy man in the American continent with his wealth and status. However, if he pressed the nuclear bomb button, the situation would be different.

“Sir!”

A soldier rushed into the command post and said uneasy: "After two days of repair in Fresno, the army continued to drive. Now it has arrived in Mosed, less than 200 kilometers away from us."

The expression of Genobron, who was still excited, froze on his face, like a faded clay sculpture, losing his spirit.

Before he could recover his complexion, another soldier rushed in and shouted in a hurry: "Sir, the fleet of the Four-Nation Alliance captured San Francisco. The navy in the San Francisco area suffered heavy losses. Now he is retreating to Oakland. Sir! Please provide further instructions!"

Good guy, as soon as he shouted, he was stunned. Genobron's body shook and almost fell to the ground. Dodoro rushed up to support him quickly, so he didn't let him fall to the ground.

However, two consecutive major news had already made Genobron unsteady. After Dodoro helped him to the chair and sat firmly, he looked pale and asked everyone in the command center: "What... what to do..."

"What else can I do? Let's negotiate peace!"

The Minister of National Defense said with a gloomy face that it is still time to negotiate peace, as long as someone doesn't speak out loud."

Someone he said obviously refers to Dodoro.

The Minister of Defense's words received the approval of most people in the conference room. In the face of the powerful strength of the Four-Nation Alliance, they were really not sure to win the battle. Instead of resisting stubbornly, it would be better to raise your hands to surrender.

After all, the American senior officials know each other, and their property is not limited to one country. It is really not worth fighting against the four countries for the sake of Dodoro's seemingly unrestrained policy.

Seeing that the Hepai in the conference room gradually gained the upper hand, Genobron, who had been knocked down by reality at this moment, did not have the heroic spirit he had before. He looked pale and said nothing, and cold sweat fell on his forehead.

Seeing his boss like this, Duoduo couldn't help but stop his heart beating.

Once Genobron is ready to seek peace, the consequences will be unimaginable. Geno can survive, but he will definitely be pushed to the gallows as a scapegoat.

There is a gallows left in this damn place, Dodoro thought.

However, at this moment, suddenly, the gate of the command room was slowly pushed open. Several old men stood outside the command room door and said, "His Excellency President, ministers, you can't negotiate peace now."

Dodoro turned his head and saw Dumen Secler, who was standing outside the door, and several major pharmaceutical companies in Gannettia.

He suddenly felt at ease, as if a vine found a big tree and no longer panic.

That's right, Ganyfornia is a free place, a place where opioids can be sold freely. If Texans rule here, those people will definitely suppress pharmaceutical companies. In this way, Dumensekler will definitely support this war.

Genobron was also surprised to see Dumen Sekler coming over. He said, "Dome, it's not that I won't help you, but now the opponent's power is strong, and we are really not opponents."

Dumen Sekler and Dodoro looked at each other, and Dodoro nodded in slightest.

Dumen said, "Please come with me, I have good news to tell you."

A group of people came to the outside of the barracks suspiciously. At this moment, several black men stood outside the barracks. They were wearing military uniforms and black masks, their eyes were red, and their blue veins thrust on their foreheads. The average height was more than two meters. They stood in a row and their momentum was amazing.

"Rise!"

An officer shouted.

So the row of soldiers walked to the tank behind him, held the tank's tracks in his palms, exerted all his strength, and actually lifted the tank slightly. Although it was only lifted up a little, the picture was already terrifying enough.

"put!"

An officer shouted.

The tanks fell heavily on the ground, shaking a large amount of snow.

"What are our goals!" the officer asked.

"Kill all the Texans!!"

The soldiers answered in unison, and the sound was so frenzy that it shook off the thick snow on the leaves.

Looking at this amazing scene like the comics, President Genobron took a breath and said in shock: "How did this be done!?"

Dumen Secler said: "This is the latest military superman potion developed by our Purdue Pharmaceuticals, which is specially sent to help the president win this Patriotic War. I think with these brave warriors, no one will be our opponent."

Dodoro whispered in Geno's ear: "Your Majesty, God bless Ganifornia, this is the power of science."

...

...

At night, the wars on the American land came to an end. The generals of the Four-Nation Alliance, who had won a great victory, were holding a barbecue party in the camp to celebrate the victory of the war.

The sizzling barbecue was oily, and the officer wearing sunglasses held beer in his hand, and he stuck with the women captured in the occupied city, dancing slowly, enjoying the tranquility and joy in the gaps between war.

Not far from the barbecue grill, several senior generals of the coalition forces were talking in a low voice.

"Los Angeles are gone, San Francisco is gone. Now Sacramento is surrounded by us. It's really strange that the old guy Genobron hasn't even negotiated peace with us..." a school official murmured in a low voice.

"This guy is not planning any conspiracy, right?" a major general said suspiciously, touching his chin.

A staff officer was shocked: "Does he want to use a nuclear bomb? I see the satellite map. They are stationed near Roswell recently. Do you want to have a jade-burning relationship with us?"

“wuhu…”

Many officers in the coalition were a little nervous.

At this time, someone said, "Okay, okay, don't guess randomly."

Everyone looked up and said Durant, who was talking. He held a beer bottle in one hand and a barbecue in the other, and said leisurely: "Others don't understand him, do I still understand him? The guy born with a golden spoon in his mouth, greedy for pleasure and indulgence in his voice but still pretentious. He wanted to be Napoleon and wanted to be Louis XVI in his heart. It was really difficult for him to use a nuclear bomb. He has not surrendered now, but I am afraid he can't stand him for a few days."

After hearing what Durant said, the coalition officers relaxed a lot, enjoying their own beer and barbecue, and they were very happy for a while.

It was midnight when the wine was in full swing. Suddenly, several night-time officers hurried into the barracks and saluted and said, "Sir, radar shows that some fighter planes are approaching the aircraft carrier formation at the port of San Francisco."

Durant put down his beer: "Which country's fighter jet?"

"It should be a Californian aircraft. At present, the other eight countries have no intention of reinforcements to Canada." said the non-commissioned officer.

Durant was stunned, then smiled and said, "I'm looking for death and want to do a sneak attack with me. I'm so naive, I just blow them up and leave no one!"
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