The President's face was grim as he said, enunciating every word, "Don't forget to tell the military to announce, at the same time the missiles launch, that we've located the terrorists and that they're carrying out an even more dangerous terrorist operation. To stop those bastards immediately, we had no choice but to use missiles decisively!" "Understood!"
Stanley knew there was no time to waste, so he immediately turned and left.
Left alone in the room, the President was filled with conflicting emotions.
He had never expected that, after all their efforts, they would still end up at this point.
Without question, the President's original intention had been to capture Shen Bing alive.
To achieve that goal, his advisers had racked their brains, while the major intelligence agencies and even the military's elite units had paid a terrible price. Hundreds of elite agents and the military's finest soldiers had lost their lives, and it could even be said that they had died without knowing why.
Before this, the President had never felt that it was not worth doing.
But at this moment, he regretted it.
Had he known this would be the outcome, he should never have insisted on taking Shen Bing alive during that first kidnapping attempt. If they had simply killed him on the spot, none of the subsequent trouble would have happened.
But it was too late to talk about that now.
He could only hope that this would end here. He also had no idea whether the two nuclear submarines they had lost contact with were safe. If something really had happened to them, his presidency would probably come to an end.
The United States had already paid enough to deal with Shen Bing. The price was so heavy that even the President felt suffocated. If