"Boss, it's all taken care of."
"Well, well done, how many people have we sacrificed here, are there any numbers?"
"A lot! At least twice as many as those people."
"So many of them died?"
"Yes, boss."
"This is not a good thing. Tell the survivors that after returning to the base, they will start the training again. How long has it been? You know, each of them is an elite among the elite but a lot of them actually died here."
"The main reason is that those people reacted very quickly just now. They all crawled on the ground and it was difficult to shoot!"
"This is not the ti to make excuses."
"Sorry, boss... Then, what shall we do next?"
"Do you still need to teach you? Imdiately arrange manpower to deal with the scene, and all the corpses will be transported away. In addition, a group of people will be left to clean the scene as soon as possible. It will be resolved within half an hour at least. You can't leave any blood here, the air must also be fresh, understand?"
"Don't worry, boss, we have experience with this."
"Well, the official response of the United States is usually very fast. At this ti, they must be on the road. After this lesson, everyone should be smarter. If they want to die, then we can use other ans, such as hiding on the side of the road, when they pass by, shoot them together."
"Yes, boss."
...
Ti flew.
Almost all the people who ca to Area 51 were professional.
First, so people quickly transported the corpses to the ready trucks and then towed them away one by one.
Then other people in the front removed the bloodstains on the ground, and the people in the back washed them with high-pressure water pipes. After the washing was completed, soone imdiately connected them and re-layered the soil on the ground before a layer of the green lawn was spread out
The whole process was extrely smooth as if rehearsing hundreds of tis beforehand.
Under this efficiency, the scene that was chaotic and filled with potholes after artillery fire beca completely new again.
Coupled with the fresh air, it seed like nothing had happened here earlier.
After those people left, even the marks that truck tires left on the road were dealt with, it could be said that they were neat-freak.
...
United States, Congress.
Although there was no rest for a long ti, none of the high-levels left halfway, even if their eyes were so black, they still stayed here.
On the main stage, a technician with a nervous expression on his face was talking to Mr. President.
"Sir, I can guarantee that there is no problem with the monitoring. There are a lot of unknown forces around Area 51. They are very large in number, even more than three tis our official strength! Moreover, their moving speed is extrely high"
After saying this, the technician stretched out his hand and wiped a cold sweat on his forehead.
"More than three tis the official power? Are you kidding, this is our US territory, how did they invade?" Mr. President's face was stagnant, and then he shook his head in disbelief.
"According to the results displayed on the monitoring, all of them ca from surrounding cities, and before that, they should be ordinary citizens, so it is difficult to screen them." The technician said his operation.
Mr. President's brows were frowned tightly, "What? Are you kidding ? Those guys sent there are all elites among elites, but they could not deal with normal citizens? Imdiately notify them, let those who are irrelevant leave as soon as possible. They will be at their own risk otherwise."
But then, another technician hurried over. At the sa ti, he was still yelling, "It's not good sir, all the officials who went to Area 51 have lost contact. For reasons of confidentiality, Area 51 has always been forbidden from any satellite exploration. We can't observe what the situation is like..."
"At this ti, they lost contact? What the hell?"
After Mr. President listened, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and then he said, "It is an ergency now, remove the interference signal over Area 51, and imdiately send the high-definition video pictures there."
"Yes!"
After the technician listened, he hurried back.
Huhu...
"It's really hell today." Mr. President breathed in and cursed coldly.
Five minutes later.
In the auditorium, in the lobby, the scene on the big screen above had changed.
But after seeing the above situation, Mr. President, as well as those high-level people, suddenly beca extrely ugly.
"Who is in charge of the monitoring technology? Are you idiots? I asked you to untie the restrictions of Area 51 and release the situation there. What is being released now?"
A few seconds later, Mr. President roared angrily.
Right after that, a person walked out and reported.
"Sir, I have repeatedly confird that the place above this is the location of Area 51. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it, and I have tried to tune ten different satellites, and the final results are all the sa."
The man's expression was very serious, but his legs trembled quite severely.
Although a concrete result was obtained, from a certain perspective, he himself was not willing to believe this result t slightest bit.
"Is your technical departnt having a brain convulsion? Not long ago, there was news that the top of Area 51 was controlled by our official power long ago!"
A high-level executive couldn't help but stand up and looked at the man who was reporting. He said in an unkind voice, "In the current picture, there are blue sky and white clouds, and an endless green lawn. If you hadn't told that this is Area 51, I would definitely think it is a very famous grassland, or a luxurious golf course instead."
"Haha!"
"It's very similar."
After speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the originally nervous hall.
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