freenovelworld Chapter 757 Big Fireworks
Chapter 757 Big Fireworks
Over the next few days, KGB agents acted out this drama to perfection.
They provided Howell with the best medical care, while constantly feeding him various "evidences" to further fuel his inner hatred and desire for revenge.
They even arranged a "video call" in which a Pentagon general disguised as a "chameleon" and allegedly "loyal to the president" would "report" to Howell on the domestic tensions and the risk of "defection" in the military, completely cutting off Howell's idea of regaining power through military means.
Finally, on a day carefully chosen by the KGB, Howell sat in front of the camera.
His body was still weak and his face was pale, but his eyes were unusually sharp and filled with the fire of revenge.
KGB agents set up professional video and audio equipment, and the entire scene was decorated like a temporary, solemn presidential office. Perseus stood next to the camera and made a "start" gesture to Howell.
Howell took a deep breath and began his "resurrection speech" that was destined to shock the world.
"My fellow citizens, fellow citizens of the United States... yes, I am still alive."
His voice was hoarse and full of grief and indignation, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from deep in his chest.
"The president you love didn't die at the hands of an assassin. But what I experienced was more painful and humiliating than death. Because the one who shot me wasn't a foreign enemy, but the most despicable traitor from within our own country!"
In the next half hour, Howell "exposed" the shocking conspiracy to the world in a tearful manner.
He spoke eloquently about how his insistence on taking a tough stance against the Dragon Kingdom had touched upon the interests of those members of parliament and financial groups who were "colluding with the enemy country";
He described in detail how those "traitors" planned the despicable "assassination" and stole the power of the president;
He angrily accused his vice president, generals and political allies, portraying them as a group of shameless villains who sold out the country's dignity for personal gain.
"They deceived you! They deceived the entire country!"
Howell was extremely emotional as he waved his fist in front of the camera.
"They used my 'death' as an excuse to halt mobilization for war against Dragon Nation, kowtow to our enemies! They are selling out this great nation and your future!"
"I call on all soldiers, officials, and ordinary citizens who remain loyal to the Eagle Sauce and the Constitution! Stand up! Do not believe the lies of that usurper!"
"Join me and declare war on those despicable traitors! Take back our country and defend our glory!"
By the end of his speech, Howell's face was covered in tears, his voice was hoarse, and his whole body was trembling slightly with excitement.
His performance was full of genuine emotion because, to him, it was all real.
He poured all his anger, humiliation, and desire for revenge into this speech.
"Perfect," Perseus silently exclaimed in his heart. He knew that once this video was released, its power would be no less than a hundred atomic bombs.
"Is the recording finished?" Howell asked breathlessly, his eyes full of anticipation.
Percius walked forward, turned off the camera, and smiled with relief: "Yes, Mr. President. Very successful."
"With this video, we were able to turn the situation around very quickly."
Behind him, "Bear" and "Wolf" also came over, with relaxed smiles on their faces.
"Well done, Mr. President," the Bear said in a deep voice, even patting Howell on the shoulder jokingly. "You should go to Hollywood and be an actor."
Howell smiled tiredly and was about to say something.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
The smiles of these "FBI agents" before me...are so relaxed.
It was a kind of relief that came from the heart after completing the task and removing all disguises.
This ease was completely different from the solemnity of "sharing a common hatred for a common enemy" that they had shown before.
Moreover, the action of "Xiong" patting his shoulder just now seemed to lack the respect that a subordinate should have for his superior.
A cold, deadly chill suddenly rose from the bottom of Howell's heart.
He suddenly raised his head and stared at Perseus, his eyes full of vigilance and suspicion.
"Who...are you?"
The "relieved" smile on Perseus' face gradually turned into a cold, pity-like look as if he was looking at a dead person.
"Mr. President, it's too late for you to ask this question now."
His voice regained the calm and coldness that was unique to KGB agents.
Howell's pupils suddenly contracted, and he finally understood everything. He had been fooled.
From the beginning to the end, he was just a pawn on someone else's chessboard. He was not betrayed by his own compatriots, but was toyed with by these agents from the enemy country.
"You...you are Mao Xiong's people!"
He roared and struggled to stand up.
But it was too late.
"Wolf" moved as fast as lightning. He pulled out a pistol with a silencer from his waist and pointed it at Howell's chest without hesitation.
"boom!"
A faint gunshot rang out. Howell's body jolted violently, and he lowered his head in disbelief, staring at the blood that quickly bloomed on his chest.
His eyes were filled with anger, unwillingness, and endless regret. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only uttered a faint groan and fell down forever.
This once powerful American president did not die at the hands of an "assassin" or in the conspiracy of a "traitor", but at the hands of his biggest enemy - the Russian agent.
This is undoubtedly the biggest joke history has played on him.
Perseus walked over to Howell's body, sniffed his breath, and confirmed that he was completely dead.
Then he took a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped all the fingerprints off the pistol in Wolf's hand, and then put the gun into Howell's hand to make it look like he had committed suicide.
"No, we can't let him commit suicide," he quickly changed his mind, a more sinister glint in his eyes, "We have to make him a 'murdered hero'."
He directed "Bear" and "Wolf" to create some signs of a fight in the room, and then used another gun to leave several bullet holes on the walls and ceiling of the room.
Finally, he dragged Howell's body to the window and made it look like he was shot from behind by the "killer" who rushed in while trying to escape.
"Perfect." Perseus looked at his "work" with satisfaction.
Now, they have two "gifts" that can completely destroy the Eagle Sauce - the first is President Howell's "resurrection" accusatory speech;
The second piece of evidence is that the president was brutally killed by a "killer" sent by the conspiracy group when he was about to reveal the truth.
These two videos will form an irrefutable, perfect narrative full of tragedy.
Perseus removed the videotape from the camera and carefully placed it in a special metal box.
"Comrades, our mission is accomplished."
He spoke to the others in the room, his voice filled with the pride of a history-maker.
"Let us then sit back and enjoy the most spectacular fireworks display ever seen as a superpower splinters and collapses from within."
He turned and walked out of the room, leaving the slowly cooling body behind him in the darkness.
A few days later, the two mysterious videotapes were sent to major mainstream television stations and news organizations around the world.
When the TV station editors watched the contents of the two videos in the review room with trembling hands, they knew that an unprecedented piece of news that could change the course of world history was about to be born.
The entire Blue Planet will be plunged into an unprecedented storm because of these two videotapes.
And the center of the storm - the arrogant Eagle Sauce, is crumbling.