When Chen Yang and his team arrived at the White House, they did not see Zhang Guoan.
Zhang Guoan couldn't just wait for them to come; he had to avoid arousing suspicion.
The entire team of the Soul of China Special Operations Group, along with Chen Yang, suddenly appeared in a storage room in the White House. Everyone was wearing masks and goggles, covering every part of their faces that could be concealed.
"Coach Chen, do you want to come with us?" Wang Zhifeng asked Chen Yang.
Chen thought for a moment and said, "You guys go ahead and do it. I'll just watch from the sidelines. If you need any help, just let me know and I'll lend a hand."
Wang Zhifeng nodded, then looked around. Their choice of this location was not accidental; rather, it was because China's intelligence network had identified it as one of the very few places within the White House not under surveillance.
Before they set off, they gave Chen Yang a rough map and model of the White House, marking the location of this room. Chen Yang opened the door to this room and brought everyone over.
“Our advantage lies in surprise, but we cannot withstand the power of the White House. Once we have the information we need, we will withdraw. As for any other actions, follow my orders,” Wang Zhifeng said.
"Yes!" Everyone in the Soul of China responded in a low voice, including A-San.
At the White House, they had no decisive action plan, and Ah San bluntly stated that he couldn't make plans himself.
Because you can never guess how strong the White House's defenses are.
As the world's only superpower, Country M possesses immense strength in all aspects, including technology. Therefore, even someone as intelligent as Asan, who is almost supernatural, dares not devise any combat plans.
At this point, having no plan is the best plan.
The Soul of China Special Operations Team had such adaptability, so the operation was directly handed over to Wang Zhifeng for command.
Wang Zhifeng is not just a figurehead captain; he is also the champion of the tactical command competition. However, because A-San is more skilled in formulating battle plans, he voluntarily handed over the command to A-San.
He was quite good at this kind of on-the-spot command; Ah San never did anything unprepared.
"The White House is heavily monitored, and we had no chance to avoid it or hack in. So, we all moved along the ventilation ducts. You all know what our target was, right?"
"Understood. Take all the information, whether it's useful or not," a member of the Soul of China said with a smile.
Chen Yang was taken aback. He had originally thought they had a purpose, but he didn't expect them to be so casual.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. There's no such thing as discarded stuff in the White House. Even documents taken out of a trash can might be useful. Even if they've been shredded, you'd still have to take them back and piece them together.
"I'm going to the president's office. If you need to do anything, just let me know," Chen Yang said.
He had looked at the map and knew where the presidential office was located.
Today, the Soul of China is planning to make a move that alerts the enemy, so Chen Yang is not too concerned. He is confident that he can walk into the presidential office, but he is not confident that he will not be discovered.
After he finished speaking, his clothes changed into a suit, which was the classic suit worn by James Bond in the 007 series.
"Damn it!" A-San blurted out a curse. Just how much more was Chen Yang hiding?
Chen Yang, dressed in a suit, smiled at everyone. Then, the muscles on his face changed slightly, making him look like a completely different person. He walked out openly and confidently.
The White House must keep a daily record of visitors, but it would take a little time to immediately detect anything unusual, and that little bit of time would be enough for Chen Yang to take a stroll around.
Chen Yang only recently discovered this ability of his.
He had long been able to control all the muscles in his body, but he couldn't change the shape of his facial muscles until recently, when he was able to control them a little.
Everyone's facial proportions are actually quite similar; it's just that subtle differences lead to a thousand different appearances. Chen Yang only slightly adjusted his facial muscles, and he looked like a completely different person, even possessing some Caucasian features, like a mixed-race individual.
Fortunately, the United States is a melting pot of people, and it is not unusual to see people of all skin colors in the White House, which is why Chen Yang dared to go out so openly.
He hadn't walked more than a few steps when he bumped into two people. They just gave him a strange look and then continued their conversation.
Meanwhile, the Soul of China Special Operations Team had already passed through the ventilation ducts and started moving to other rooms.
They didn't plan to go to the president's office. It was definitely inaccessible, even through the ventilation ducts. Going in would likely result in total annihilation, unless they wanted to expose the outskirts in front of others.
The order received by the Soul of China this time was that even if the entire army was wiped out, the existence of the Outer Boundary must not be exposed.
Clearly, the area outside the border is more important to them.
Chen Yang didn't have many reservations and walked around the White House quite naturally.
He didn't head straight to the presidential office, but instead wandered around and looked around.
However, after walking for a while, he suddenly felt a familiar presence and stopped.
It was Zhang Guoan's scent; he was talking to someone in a room.
Chen Yang's eyes darted around, and a smile appeared on his face.
He immediately strode towards the presidential office.
He had barely made his move when he noticed the different gazes he was receiving. The people in the White House are all shrewd; it's no wonder they were paying attention to him, especially since he was walking so arrogantly towards the Oval Office and was a complete stranger.
Just as he was about to reach the CEO's office, two security guards stopped him.
"Excuse me, sir, you cannot enter here. Please show your identification."
Chen Yang straightened his expression and then spoke a string of Japanese.
The two security guards were caught off guard and then everything went black; they passed out.
The moment Chen Yang knocked out the two security guards, he immediately realized he was being targeted, and several people with guns quickly approached him.
He rushed into the presidential office with astonishing speed, without stopping, and at the same time, a gunshot rang out, but it was a muffled shot with a silencer.
However, none of the guns hit Chen Yang, who rushed straight into the presidential office.
Chen Yang grabbed the documents from the president's office desk and then hid behind the desk.
Almost instantly, the table was riddled with holes.
These bodyguards are top-notch; they react very quickly and spread out to surround the office the moment they entered.
However, Chen Yang's actions were still too unexpected for them.
He carried a solid wood table weighing at least five or six hundred pounds as he ran outside. When he reached the door, Chen Yang abandoned the table and casually threw it at several security guards, scaring these battle-hardened guards out of their wits. What kind of superhuman strength was this?
Chen Yang's outburst set off alarms throughout the White House.
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