Chapter 75: White House Incident
8 month 19 day.
More than a month has passed since Operation Javier.
At the same time, 11 years ago today was the day of the Soviet coup.
Around 8pm.
The White House, Washington, DC.
After nightfall, the White House is still brightly lit.
The Secretary of Defense, Secretary of State and other senior officials were holding a meeting as usual.
Only the President was not there.
Suddenly, the lights dimmed and the power was completely cut off.
“What’s going on…?
Before the officials could react, a large number of agents rushed into the meeting room.
"Don't talk yet!"
The bodies of a group of senior officials were lowered and their heads were protected by the agents.
Monitoring room.
A large number of computer screens display "NO SIGNAL" (no signal)
"what the hell?"
“Why didn’t the backup power supply start?”
“Even if activated manually, only emergency lighting is enabled!”
"Go check it out right now, it must be a power surge."
"Team leader calling, what's wrong with the electricity?"
"The power outage also occurred in the East District..."
The entire White House was in chaos.
Logically speaking, a core government institution like the White House should have highly sophisticated infrastructure and backup systems.
Under normal circumstances, power outages are unlikely.
The officials who were protected by the agents in the conference room also began to move outside.
A group of people came to the corridor outside the meeting room, where there were also many employees who came out to check the situation.
"Everyone, don't panic, go back to the office, lock the door and wait!"
The lead agent shouted to the staff.
Soon, a group of senior officials arrived at the bunker under the White House under the protection of the agents.
After ensuring safety, more than a dozen agents split into teams and began cleaning the White House.
Two of the agents separated from the main group and came to a corridor alone.
At the corner ahead, there seemed to be a person leaning against the wall, dying.
"Are you OK?!"
One of the agents was about to go forward to check when a sturdy figure suddenly walked out from the corner.
"Sir, stand there and don't move!"
However, the other party ignored the agent's warning.
He reached out and grabbed the man on the ground by the hair, then slit his throat with one knife.
"Shit!"(grass)
The two agents immediately opened fire, but their bullets could not hit each other.
The other party's figure kept dodging like a ghost and soon came in front of the two agents.
In the muzzle flash, the two agents could only see that the man was wearing a red beret.
It was Krausa who returned to America from Spain after gaining the power of the Plaka parasite!
There was a flash of silver light, and one of the agents' heads fell to the ground.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the other agent immediately drew out a dagger and engaged in close combat with Krauser.
The dagger was kicked away by Klausa before it even touched him.
The whole person flew backwards more than ten meters like a cannonball and hit the wall behind him.
Spider-web-like cracks immediately appeared on the wall, and the agent died on the spot.
“What…the…fuck…?”
On the side were a dozen agents who had just arrived.
Moreover, most of them are armed with standard M4A1 assault rifles.
My colleague just flew towards me backwards like that...?
A large group of agents walked out stiffly from the corner and faced Krauser who was standing in the corridor.
Remembering the tragic situation of their colleague just now, the agents reacted quickly and shot at Krauser with their guns.
However, Krauser simply extended his left hand and blocked all the bullets.
"what?!"
After a magazine of bullets was used up, a group of agents were stunned on the spot.
Is this fucking human?!
When I looked at Klausa again, his left hand had turned into a huge leaf.
"Heh... stupid lackey."
The agents didn't even have time to reload before Krauser was in their faces.
The leaf-like arms gently passed across their bodies, drawing a graceful arc in the air.
Against the backdrop of blood and death, it appears so cruel and beautiful.
“Ah…! Help me…!”
"Watch out for the gun! Accidental injury..."
“No…no! Please…!”
For a moment, a large number of gunshots and screams echoed in the corridor, and the lingering sound was lingering.
When the next batch of agents arrived.
The entire corridor was covered with a thick layer of blood.
There were splattered blood all over the walls.
The ground was littered with the broken limbs of the previous batch of agents.
The head was separated from the body, and various intestines and internal organs were hanging in places that did not belong to them.
(See Parasyte: The Law of Life Episode 10)
And Klauser, covered in blood, stood in the middle of the corridor.
His left hand had returned to normal, and his right hand was still holding the silver dagger.
Klausa also turned around after hearing the noise.
In the darkness, the pair of eyes glowing white looked particularly creepy.
"Monster!"
"I quit! I quit!"
"Come back! Don't retreat!"
A considerable number of agents screamed and roared as they retreated, but were stopped by the agents behind them.
"None of you can escape...!"
The dagger in Krauser's hand changed from forehand to backhand.
Just when he was about to rush forward and kill all these agents.
A gunshot rang out behind him.
Krauser dodged the bullet nimbly.
There was another round of gunfire, but without exception, none of them hit Krauser.
When the gunfire stopped, the group of agents on the other side had already disappeared.
A few radicals were pushed away from this place of trouble by a large group of fanatical capitulationists.
Krauser looked at the warrior who had dared to challenge him single-handedly.
But found that the other person even looked a little familiar?
"Pannanstein Hero?"
Krauser revealed the other party's identity in one sentence.
When the other party saw that Klausa actually knew him, he frowned.
The Pananstein Civil War two years ago...
He was actually the one who rescued his comrades during the Pananstein Civil War and successfully returned to the US military base...
The leader of a team called "Mad Dog".
Jason Tristan.
He was later awarded the title of "Panenstein Hero" by Army Major General Wilson.
Wilson is the newly appointed Secretary of Defense in recent times.
"Who are you? Why are you attacking the White House?"
Jason asked, still pointing the gun at Krauser.
Krauser knows Jason, but Jason doesn't know Krauser.
"you do not need to know…"
As soon as Krauser finished speaking, his figure immediately disappeared and appeared beside Jason.
Unexpectedly, Jason reacted and also pulled out his dagger to block Klauser's stabbing blade.
Klausa's eyes sharpened, and he turned around and kicked Jason away.
With the same body weight of about 170,180 or pounds, he was kicked by Klausa and flew backwards more than ten meters.
It hit the wall behind it, also causing spider-web-like cracks on the wall.
Even so, Jason was still able to stand up shakily.
"It seems that you have also gained some kind of power..."
“Why are you willing to be a running dog for those politicians…?”
Klausa tossed the silver dagger and played with it.
There wasn't a trace of emotion in his eyes.
"I have no way to resist them..."
Jason gasped.
"Heh...coward..."
Having said that, Klauser did not kill Jason on the spot.
He took out a simple business card from his pocket and threw it to Jason.
Then, Klausa's figure flashed and disappeared in the corridor.
Jason looked down at the business card in his hand.
"Jack Krauser..."
"Light Sect..."
Screams continued to echo in the White House.
When the power system was restored, the entire White House was like hell on earth.
But the culprit had long disappeared.
……