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The White House entered the fortified perimeter in a state of emergency. With five satellites focused in Washington, North American Air Command is prepared to make sure we don't miss any unpleasant movements.

It's been two hours since Sierra One disappeared from the Memorial Bridge sewers. The White House underground bunker continues in an endless meeting of countermeasures while walking through the ice sheets.

“Sierra One was first spotted in the Pacific Ocean near Hawaii. A report came in about the Tidal Wave left by the enemy of Sierra One, and the analysis team found that it was not the Tidal Wave, but an adversary of an object moving at a rapid speed of sleep. ”

A long red line was drawn on a world map centered around the United States. It started in the Pacific, went south along the American continent, and entered Chesapeake Bay directly across Mexico.

“Sierra One broke through a distance of 20,000 kilometers in just five hours. not the atmosphere, but the sea level. ”

“So it's over 4,000 kilometers an hour? ”

“Yes, more than three times the speed of sound. ”

“Phew……. ”

It gives me goosebumps all over my body as I report directly to the shame. Not just Trump, but the Chief of Staff as well. Each of them trembles in the dirt.

4,000 kilometers an hour? ’

‘Nonsense. ’

If the fighter had been able to do that, it would have been more convincing. But they said they moved the sea level.

Trump asked with an unbelievable face.

“That's ridiculous. I've never heard of a torpedo with that speed before! Is it possible for the Russians to build something like that? ”

“As far as we know, it's impossible. When it comes to military weapons, our United States of America is the best in the world. They can't do what we can't do. ”

Not exactly out of common sense, but out of common sense.

“That's not all. At Fort Mac, Sierra One dived underwater, and then went ferocious at over 300 knots. It's estimated by the way that it emits heat into the front, evaporates the water vapor, and then breaks into the space. ”

Sierra One.

An unidentified hydrocentric propellant was moving into a completely incomprehensible mechanism. I'd rather believe it was a scout ship sent by aliens.

“If you look at the size of the satellite, given the speed of the Sierra Circle, it's as big as it can be, but it's less than 30 meters. ”

And Crystal.

“An underwater thruster with a maximum size of less than 30 meters breaks through a sea distance of 20,000 kilometers and a maximum speed of 4,000 kilometers per hour without a single supply of fuel. ”

“ ……. ”

If he hadn't faced it himself, he would have considered it a false report. There is no way that such an athletic capability exists in this era. If so, the United States cannot know.

Trump knew and asked a stupid question.

“Possible unknown deep-sea life? ”

“It's almost impossible for life to have these motor skills. But before that, they said we would succeed in our development. because you can hit a small fusion engine, and you can build it out of special alloys that can withstand the movement resistance. ”

“Then what the hell! Who Sierra One is! It's not a creature, it's not a secret weapon developed by another country! And now it's somewhere near the White House, and I'm the president of this country, and I have to die in an underground bunker, shaking like an assassination threat! Without knowing anything about Sierra One! ”

Trump is furious. The Chief of Staff said nothing. What would you say to a large joint in this situation?

An unidentified object infiltrated near the White House due to its ability to move beyond human common sense is hidden somewhere, and the president is hiding in an underground bunker, but he can't find anything.

As America's leading hegemony in the world, it is an everlasting humiliation.

“This is an urgent report! ”

It was then that the conference room door opened and the control officer came crashing in. Trump and the Chief of Staff look at him in surprise.

“What's going on? ”

“Something is trying to break into the underground bunker! This place is dangerous, Mr. President! You need to get out of here! ”

“Trying to break in? Here?"

Trump couldn't understand. If an enemy breaks into an underground bunker, it is normal to hear all sorts of loud battle sounds at the entrance. But I don't hear anything like that.

The officer urgently explained.

“I'm picking up large vibrations from the ground around the underground bunker. At first, I thought it was an earthquake or a mole, but it's not. Something is digging through the ground and trying to break into the underground bunker. ”

“Not a mole? How can you be sure?”

“There's no way a mole can penetrate three layers of a barrier made of titanium alloy in 30 seconds. Mr. President, you need to get out of here! ”

The control officer was in a hurry. I never imagined that I would dig the ground and penetrate into the underground bunker, so I mistook the sensed vibration for just a simple earthquake. Thanks to you, the presidential evacuation is too late.

Trump gets up on his feet.

At that moment, dust rose from the ceiling and a piece of metal ceiling fell. And when I saw something falling out of the hole, everything settled down.

A big, red crease, two distinct eyes, a tall, confident tail, that is…….

“Chicken?”

Trump mutters with a stupid face, and Brownie snaps at you.

― Giaaaak!

“Sir, get out of the way! ”

I didn't think it was a chicken that broke through the ceiling. Who could have imagined? The escort agents, who were too rigid for the outburst, regain their senses and wrap Trump around their bodies. Then he fired his pistol at Brownie.

Tsk, tsk! Tsk, tsk!

Over a hundred rounds of gunshot baptized into the air. But Brownie doesn't nod. Rather, the bullet bounces back and forth through Brownie's body, making this side dangerous.

“Cease fire! Cease fire!"

The head of the security team hastily stops firing. No matter how much you shoot, you realize it won't work. Trump and the Chief of Staff gaze weary, as well as the guards.

“Monster……. ”

Someone mutters in a distressing tone. Trump comes to his senses.

That's right. That's the monster.

That was the identity of Sierra One. That weird bird that looks like chicken!

There is no possibility of life. Useless things! ’

Trump clenches his fist. My legs tremble, but I try not to lose my majesty.

That little beetle must be a monster. However, there is still no clear hostility.

Above all, it means crossing the Pacific and going up the Port Mac River to the White House underground bunker. At least it's not a pathway for an intelligent beast to think.

"It's a monster that breaks through 20,000 kilometers in five hours and has no use for bullets. It's no wonder it's highly intelligent. ’

When he's done, Trump looks at Brownie with a threat to his actions.

“I am Trump, President of the United States of America. Who are you? What are you approaching me for? ”

“Mr. President!”

The Chief of Staff looks at him in surprise. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. You're talking to a chicken!

That's when Brownie flew up and approached one of the guards in an instant. Everyone points their guns in surprise, but Brownie quickly returns to his original position.

“Bro! Are you okay? ”

“Yes, thanks! I'm not hurt!”

“What the hell is that monster doing...? ”

What makes you think you can attack a bodyguard? Those who gritted their teeth and looked back at Brownie were all surprised. Brownie was holding his smartphone in his right foot.

“Ah! My smartphone! ”

While Guard Bro was in shock and cried out, Brownie dropped his smartphone and began to squeeze his toes together. After a few taps, Brownie gently pushed his smartphone to Trump.

Trump looked down at his smartphone and stopped frozen.

I want to have a conversation.

Unbelievable.

Trump, trembling, checks the guard's mobile number and pushes back towards Brownie. Then he took out his cell phone and texted it to the guard's cell phone.

Can I do this?

Brownie checks the text and presses his foot again. Trump's phone vibrates.

You can talk in the flesh. I can understand you, but I took this approach because I can't pronounce your language.

“Amazing.... ”

The characters inside the bunker, who had just seen the situation, were startled. The opponent was a creature who understood human language and had a highly intelligent way of speaking.

No, is he really alive? What if it's a wireless control machine?

“The bunker area is under complete radio control. It's unlikely they're operating wirelessly from the outside. unless you're using quantum entanglement to communicate. ”

Brownie glances at the chief of staff who brought it up, then presses the text again.

"I am an organism, not a machine. Don't feel bad about the machine. Before I rip off a few of your hair.

“Hee hee hee! ”

President Trump, I want to talk to you. That's why I swam tens of thousands of miles to get here.

Trump shuddered.

An unidentified monster attacked the White House just to have a conversation. Rather than feeling humiliated by the shocking fact, I felt an overwhelming joy that an unknown monster had first encountered the President of the United States.

“I like... you. Tell me, what do we want with the United States of America? Why did you come to see me through this heavy guard? ”

Before that, we need to identify who I am.

Brownie tapped his smartphone again.

I am the master of Mount Seolac.

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Brownie speaks human language.

It's just impossible to pronounce it in the shape of a chicken.