"Mr. President, I just received an urgent call from the mountainous region of Lozère province. Five minutes ago, the 12th Mountain Brigade was attacked by an unknown force!"

Daly immediately reported back after receiving the call.

"I understand. I just received a call from the intelligence officer too."

Hileck's face turned pale, and his previous calm demeanor vanished.

"Who could it be? Could it be... Lin Dong?!"

"How is this possible?!" Daly exclaimed in shock.

Hilack stubbed out his cigarette, which he had only taken a few puffs of:

“Nothing is impossible. The attack on the mountain brigade was fierce, and the target moved quickly, which is very much like Lin Dong’s style.”

"Activate Safety Plan No. 1... We... have completely lost."

Daly's lips trembled as he looked at Hilack in disbelief: "Are we really going to activate Security Plan Number One, Mr. President!"

"This is the only option right now, let's do it!"

"yes!"

Ten minutes later, the president's private secretary rushed in, looking flustered.

"Mr. President, all personnel who have entered the No. 1 underground command post have been notified according to the list."

"Within 30 minutes, the Secret Service helicopters will take them all to the Alps."

"In 13 minutes, the helicopter that will take the President will arrive at the Élysée Palace helipad, and the air force escort formation will have entered Paris airspace."

Hileck nodded, looking dejected: "I understand, go and prepare."

"Yes, Mr. President!"

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The mountainous region of Lozère province had by then transformed into a living hell.

Explosions and gunshots echoed through the night.

Within a radius of 3 kilometers, it seemed as if they had suddenly fallen into a demonic realm, descending into chaos within minutes...

Lin Dong, transformed into a murderous devil, used invisibility and teleportation to move freely along the 12th Mountain Brigade's defense line.

He would sometimes take out an automatic rifle, and sometimes a submachine gun.

One moment he was holding a light machine gun, the next he was holding a heavy machine gun.

AA-12 automatic shotgun, thermobaric grenade, RPG, flamethrower, cluster thermobaric bomb...

In Lin Shashen's hands, weapons changed constantly, reaping lives in droves under the cover of night.

With endless firearms and unlimited ammunition, Lin Dong vented all the frustration he felt from being buried underground on the bewildered officers and soldiers.

His only thought was to kill!

Slaughter them until their corpses litter the ground and their blood flows like rivers!

Slaughter them until the world turns upside down, and your mind will be at peace!

At this moment, Boss Lin was insane and cold-blooded.

His soul seemed to have entered a high platform above all things, looking down upon all living beings and regarding human life as insignificant as ants...

Killing is his only attitude; murder is his revenge.

The screams and pleas for mercy of the humans had no effect whatsoever on Lin Dong, who was blinded by rage.

This, on the contrary, aroused his inner lust.

At his speed, he could move back and forth in the mountainous area with a diameter of 3 kilometers in less than a dozen breaths.

The mountain brigade, with a total strength of just over 5,000 men, was only enough for him to kill three rounds.

Nine minutes later, the killing ended.

Lin Dong stood atop the hillside and exhaled a long breath of stale air.

He released most of the pent-up frustration in his heart.

So what if you kill without blinking an eye? So what if your hands are stained with the blood of a thousand people?

Lin Dong will show the world tonight that if you dare to kill me once, I dare to annihilate your army and destroy your country!

I looked around.

In the desolate mountains, smoke filled the air, and countless fires still burned.

Lin Dong's figure flashed and disappeared again.

This time, the target is the Élysée Palace.

The straight-line distance from here to Paris is about 450 kilometers, and if Wakabayashi takes off at top speed, he can reach the destination in 18 minutes.

Hopefully, it's not too late.

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The helicopter that will pick up the president is about to arrive.

More than 100 Secret Service agents cordoned off the entire passageway from the president's study to the tarmac.

Inside and outside the Élysée Palace, special forces soldiers controlled a 200-meter radius around the palace, strictly prohibiting all personnel from entering or leaving.

To the northwest, three armed helicopters, their navigation lights flashing, were getting closer and closer to the Presidential Palace.

Higher in the clouds, four Mirage 2000 fighter jets roared and circled in the night sky...

Safety Plan No. 1 is activated.

Three minutes later, the helicopter began its descent.

Hilald led the way, followed by Daly, and they hurried toward the tarmac, surrounded by a group of Secret Service agents.

The failure of the Nuclear Winter Project means that Lin Dong's revenge will have no bottom line.

Hileck was not naive enough to think that Lin Dong would not dare to kill him just because he was the president of one of the five permanent members of the UN Security Council.

Therefore, retreating to the No. 1 underground command center located in the Alps is the wisest choice at present.

Contingency Plan No. 1 was specifically designed to deal with a nuclear attack on the country.

This is considered the highest level of security plan in Gaul.

"Mr. President, please board the plane. It will take 30 minutes to fly from here to the No. 1 Underground Command Center. We wish you a safe journey!"

The confidential secretary helped Hileck board the middle helicopter and said loudly.

The whooshing noise of the propellers masked the sound of Hileck's sudden dry cough.

He waved his hand, indicating that his secretary should go back first, finish dealing with the important documents, and then fly over.

As Daley was accompanying the president, he was certainly on the list of key personnel in Security Plan 1.

He followed Hilal and boarded the same helicopter.

The president and the first batch of evacuees were received, and three helicopters took off in succession.

It made a turn on the roof of the Élysée Palace, then rapidly ascended and flew southeast.

Above them, four Mirage fighter jets formed a formation, ready to provide escort at any time...

"Beep beep beep... Beep beep beep..."

Suddenly, an armed helicopter that had only flown 600 meters into the night sky sounded an urgent alarm.

"Damn it! It's a missile! My aircraft has been locked onto by a missile, take evasive action immediately!"

Unfortunately, it was too late.

At an altitude of 600 meters, being locked onto by a man-portable missile means certain death.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

A ball of fire exploded in mid-air, and the helicopter carrying President Hilal was transformed into a giant fireball, tumbling and crashing while billowing black smoke.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, two more man-portable missiles were fired from the roof of the Élysée Palace, turning two more helicopters into fireballs.

"President attacked!!!"

"Quickly! Seal off the elevators and staircases immediately! The assassin is on the roof of Building 3!"

The special operations personnel and special forces responsible for security inside and outside the Élysée Palace were stunned for two seconds before finally reacting and rushing to surround the building from which the missile had been launched.

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