The pilot confusedly looked at Mr. President behind him and followed orders. Just as he adjusted the autopilot, he was shot in the head, and the person next to him immediately took over the pilot's seat, turned off the helicopter's information transmission equipment, and headed towards the Northwest.
Mrs. President screamed in fright, and Mr. President reached out to comfort the two.
By this time, Barton had already dialed the Northwest Military Headquarters.
"This is Barton. Listen to my orders now, immediately deploy troops to take over the Northwest Bridge..."
"Barton!" Mr. President stood up angrily, "Doing this would start a war, are you crazy?"
"Hmph!" General Barton dismissively handed the phone to his assistant, "So what if it does? If anyone dares to touch me, I'll make the entire population of the Northwest share my fate, including, of course..." he said in a low voice, "your family."
"You..." Mr. President trembled with anger, "Shameless!"
