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Camp David, the presidential retreat located in Catoctin Mountain Park in Maryland, is picturesque and tranquil.

However, at this moment, Camp David was shrouded in a tense atmosphere as if a storm was about to come.

Governors, congressmen and their core staff from fifty states are arriving here one after another to attend the National Governors' Conference, which is being hailed by the media as the "Negotiation of the Century."

A heated debate was taking place in the log cabin where the Texas delegation was staying.

"I still think this is a trap."

Oil tycoon Harrison sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace. The cigar in his hand had gone out, but he was still fidgeting with it in the ashtray.

"When did those bastards in Washington become so easy to talk to? They're apologizing and promising to negotiate. There must be something fishy going on!"

Former federal judge David Kincaid agreed.

"Yes, Mr. Governor. We should remain vigilant. Camp David's geographical location is very unique, easy to defend but difficult to attack."

"Once we go in there, we're putting our lives and property in the hands of the federal government."

However, another faction, led by Governor Abbott and Senator John Smith Sr., appeared much more optimistic.

"Gentlemen, you're worrying too much." Governor Abbott held a glass of bourbon with a confident smile on his face. "We're not alone this time. Representatives from all 50 states are here. What dares Washington do to us?"

"Do they want to offend all the states at once? That would be tantamount to suicide."

Old John Smith echoed, "That's right. Furthermore, we're well prepared this time. Our legal team has prepared a detailed draft of the constitutional amendment, and our economic advisors have developed a specific plan for dividing interests with the federal government."

"More importantly, we hold the powerful support of the people! If Washington dares to play tricks, we only need to make a phone call, and the militias in Texas and California will take action immediately! They dare not take the risk."

"But we're dealing with a bunch of lunatics who've already murdered a president!" Harrison retorted.

"Because of this, they dare not act rashly."

Governor Abbott's eyes gleamed with the shrewdness typical of a politician.

"What they need most now is to stabilize the situation and regain the trust of the people."

"If they were to attack state representatives at this point, their regime would completely lose its legitimacy and the entire country would immediately descend into civil war. They cannot afford that."

"And, think about it, how much benefit will this negotiation bring to us?"

Abbott's voice was full of seduction.

"We have the opportunity to get everything we want without bloodshed - independent taxation rights, trade rights, and even the ability to form our own state defense force!"

"It's practically the same as independence! Why don't we take a gamble?"

In the end, under the persuasion of Governor Abbott and others, the beautiful vision of "peaceful independence" overcame the fear of unknown dangers.

The delegations from Texas and California, like representatives from other states, entered the main conference hall of Camp David with mixed feelings and anticipation.

The conference hall was decorated solemnly and elegantly, and the huge round conference table was already filled with political elites from all over the country.

At first, they didn't feel anything unusual. Everything was no different from any high-level meeting they had attended before.

Well-dressed waiters served coffee and tea, and the air was filled with the mixed scent of high-end cigars and perfume.

However, as the meeting approached, some politicians with a keen sense of smell began to sense something was wrong.

"Isn't the security force here... a little too much?" Judge Kincaid whispered to Governor Abbott beside him.

Governor Abbott looked around and also noticed something unusual.

In every corner of the conference hall stood burly men in black with grim expressions.

They look like ordinary security guards, but their sharp eyes, upright posture, and the slightly bulging muscles hidden under their suits reveal that they are no ordinary people.

More importantly, in the woods outside the conference hall, one could vaguely see special forces soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms and holding automatic rifles.

An ominous premonition began to spread in the hearts of Governor Abbott and others.

The meeting officially began at ten o'clock in the morning.

The new president, the former vice president, walked up to the podium with a smile on his face.

His opening remarks were full of conciliatory tone. He praised the meeting as a "great embodiment of the American democratic spirit" and promised to "listen to the voices from every state with the most open and sincere attitude."

However, when representatives from various states, especially those from Texas and California, began to state their demands - demanding greater state autonomy and even hinting at the possibility of independence, the smile on the new president's face gradually disappeared.

Instead, there was a cold, unquestionable majesty.

When Governor Abbott, as a representative, submitted a draft bill calling for constitutional amendments and clarifying the states' right to secede from the federation, the new president did not even accept it.

He just looked at Abbott coldly, then slowly spoke. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard in every corner of the conference hall:

"Governor Abbott, and gentlemen who are trying to divide our great nation, I think you may have misunderstood the purpose of this meeting."

"The purpose of this meeting is not to negotiate with you, but to give you one last chance."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the doors of the conference hall were suddenly locked from the outside.

The men in black standing in the corner all pulled out their pistols from their pockets and pointed the black muzzles at all the representatives present.

At the same time, the loud roar of helicopter propellers was heard outside the window, and dozens of fully armed special forces soldiers descended from the sky, surrounding the entire conference hall.

The conference hall was instantly in chaos.

Screams, curses, and the sounds of tables and chairs being pushed over were intertwined.

"What are you trying to do?! This is illegal! This is a coup!"

one councillor screamed in horror.

The new president sneered at the panicked "elites" in front of him, a look of victory on his face.

The "ghost" general beside him was like an emotionless statue, watching all this coldly.

"Now, in the name of the President of the United States and the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces, I make a final request to you,"

The president's voice was like a sentence from hell.

"First, immediately and unconditionally abandon all your thoughts and actions that would split the country."

"Second, surrender command of your respective state National Guards to the federal government."

"Third, sign this agreement and swear eternal allegiance to the federal government."

Copies of agreements that had been prepared in advance were distributed to each representative.

"This is betrayal! We will never sign it!"

Governor Abbott was the first to stand up and angrily tore the agreement to pieces.

"That's right! You are trampling on the Constitution! The American people will not accept this!"

Old John Smith also stood up and slammed the table.

However, their protests were in vain.

"boom!"

A crisp gunshot.

A small bloody hole appeared on old John Smith's forehead.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and then he fell slowly and heavily to the ground, splattering blood all over the floor.

The person who fired the shot was a man in black standing behind him, using a pistol equipped with a silencer.

The entire conference hall fell into deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden, bloody and cruel scene.