
“Come, Mr. President,” Jack Higgins told the country's leader after the helicopter landed perfectly and he had contact from the helicopter that the pilot was assigned to pick up the President. “We will take you back to DC. Air Force One is waiting at LAX.”
“Just in time,” Bill commented with a happy face.
“Who is with me?” Howard Tramp asked.
Jack answered aloud, “Bill and Ryan, Mr. The president! I stay here to monitor the situation until it is finished, also while collecting information from the police who is*************** that is actually.”
“So? Yeah, Bill can stay. I'll go with Ryan and Duncan.”
“But..”.
Howard Tramp shook his head and cut off Jack Higgins' protest, “Don't argue with me, Jack! I'm not going anywhere without my son.”
Jack stared in disbelief at the ridiculous answer of his superior, President Tramp, but the old man looked back at him with no less bully…
“Will that not be a problem for dad? That's the presidential facility, right?” Duncan asked doubtfully. His father's answer made the atmosphere between him and the three Secret Service agents become unpleasant. “I can wait a while because SFPD is currently sending a car here to pick me up and Professor.”
“I'm not calm yet if you haven't left here,” Senior Tramp said with a face that is clear but his tone is firm. “All fathers must try to save their children when they have a chance to do so. Professor must understand this, right Professor McQueen?”
Professor McQueen realized that was what he said in the Tramp Junior workspace when he insisted on helping Lana on the fourth floor, so the man replied short, “I think so.”
“Come with me to that helicopter.mau now with me or later with the same police car, right? You can get off at LAX if you want. Ryan will take you back to your house. Is that right, Ryan?”
Ryan Newman stuttered at the sudden request but had no other answer, “Whatever you want, Mr. President.”
“Alright, Father..if that is so..” the child finally says. Duncan Tramp responded as if the decision was made because he had no other choice, although Jordan had a glimpse of relief in the man's countenance because he could immediately leave the place. To cover his ego, the owner of the Machina Factory told Professor McQueen. “Please let me know how things are progressing here, Professor! My phone stand by 24 hours!”
Jack Higgins had no choice but to nod and let the father-son pair take a quick step towards the waiting helicopter. Soon the two will leave the place, while in the building the******** are still insistent on finding President Tramp.
Jordan heard Professor McQueen muttering softly, “Delivering everything when conditions are difficult, as usual your behavior is, Duncan.”.
The man was right, not Duncan Tramp who actually had no choice in this matter, but Lana's father who had no choice when the worst conditions occurred... Jordan realized, in the Machina Factory some guests who witnessed the presentation of the latest technology by Machina Factory were certainly present at the invitation of Duncan Tramp, and now they're all Professor McQueen's responsibility because the host ran away.
Jordan remembered a saying he had read, in a chaotic situation someone in a lower position would never be able to dodge the crunch… while in a sweet situation, someone who is in a high position will take all the advantages to his name…
Just as Carl Trish had no choice, the innocent-faced security guard was also taken by the leader******* to the fifth floor. Arriving there, Carl is confronted with the damage done by the ******* on the door of the room belonging to Duncan Tramp.
“Foolish people... What have you done?”
Once there was a sense of worry even though the door opening program can be activated, the condition of the dent on the steel door will make the door jammed or not easily shifted. Fortunately Carl's concerns were unwarranted because after entering the authorization program's access code over the network on the tablet, the door slowly opened, although there is a slight squeaking sound that indicates damage to the steering wheel.
The******* rushed in and went around the room, checking carefully, which of course did not take long to find out that the room was empty. There's nobody there. Everyone, including the President, has fled and they have been late for so long.
“WICK! *******!” the leader of the *******hooks annoyance then shoots at the monitor screen to vent his frustration.
“Say where they are?” the leader said as he turned his eyes to Carl Trish after being content to shoot the entire room until some furniture was destroyed.
“How do I know!” carl Trish is pale. “You'll ask me to open the door, not look for them.”
“Boss...” one of his men who just came out waved.
“What's up?”
The person pointed at an object floating in the air and slowly descended at a point fifty meters away from the crowd of police. Not only did the helicopter appear to be glowing with numerous lights mounted on its sides, but it was also sangar with a large-caliber machine gun mounted at the end of each of its short wings, plus three missiles on the bottom.
“Apache...” said the leader ******* who recognized him immediately.
“Will pick up their President?”
“Acquire who else, *****! Picking up your grandma?” the leader snapped in annoyance at the babble. “Someone give me binoculars..I need binoculars..”
Through his binoculars, which are able to penetrate the depth of the night, thanks to infrared features in the lens, the person can more clearly see the sophisticated helicopter. The pilot was alone inside the cabin, waiting anxiously for the arrival of four people who were walking towards him.
It's not too hard to recognize one of those four as Howard Tramp from his hair and way of walking. While some of the men who were with him were clearly the guards of the President who made his men fail to carry out this mission. He slammed the binoculars to the floor until it was destroyed before then shouting to all his men who were there, especially to the two men who failed to hunt the President.
“Tolol you all! See what's in there.they managed to get that damn leader out before we killed him.”.
“Means our mission failed?” one of his men responded with a disappointed tone.
The commander was upset to hear the man's stupid question, “Not if I could stop him!”
“But they seem to be getting ready for takeoff, boss!”
The leader ignored that and said, “Give me his walkie-talkie.”.
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