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Chapter 287

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After the American president's speech and FBM's public appearance, "FBM" quickly became the hottest hashtag on the largest English language social media sites. Countless netizens from all over the world expressed their mixed feelings and emotions.

Allan Bryan wrote, "I am so proud of FBM! They have been working hard in the dark, doing the most dangerous job but no one knows about it. It is not easy, they are all heroes. No matter what, now that they have come out, I am so proud of them! "

Alexander Bauduin wrote, "I am a Gaulish, normally I do not like the United States but I have to say to the warriors of FBM who fight against the supernatural forces, good job!" The comment received a lot of likes, it was supported by netizens from all over the world.

Another comment received a lot of likes as well. KIUD1351 wrote excitedly, "Oh my god! I know Grant Bell, we were university classmates and good friends but not long after we graduated, he disappeared and could not be contacted at all. So Bell is working for FBM. I am not surprised, he is such an outstanding man! "

Grant Bell was one of the members of FBM's elite squad. He was in his early thirties with a tall frame of 190 cm. His appearance was outstanding as well. He had a chiseled face, a tall nose, and deep green eyes. He was handsome but also filled with the masculine charisma of a tough man.

A talent like this seemed to have walked out from the big screen. It made the citizens of the United States proud.

There were 11 members in this elite squad but the most eye-catching ones were the following:

Michael Gibbs was a black man in his thirties. He was two meters tall, bald, and expressionless. His muscles were the most muscular in the entire arena. His tanned skin exuded a ferocious aura, giving off the impression that he could crush a ferocious wolf with his bare hands.

Helen Claire, just like her name suggested, she was like the beautiful woman in Greek mythology who started the Trojan War. The official information stated that she was 25 years old. Her height of 175 cm was comparable to a model and she had a head of fiery red hair. She was definitely the most attractive member of the squad.

Her eyes were grey, and her skin was very white, so white that it was almost abnormal. Contrasted with her red hair, she gave off a mysterious vibe like that of a witch.

Holliday Matt, the youngest member. He was only 19 years old. Once he made his debut, he gained the attention of millions of girls around the world.

Without a doubt, beauty was the first thing that attracted people's attention. Apart from these four people, the other members of this team had appearances that were between pleasing to the eye and ordinary, so for the time being, no one paid much attention to them. Perhaps the stronger ones were among them.

Regardless of their attractiveness, their bodies were very sturdy, and their eyes seemed to have a different kind of sharpness.

Those in the know knew that these people were not just for publicity, they were the elite members of FBM's Special Mobile Force.

After they made their debut at the White House, they attended a press conference. These elites were like Hollywood stars, sitting side by side behind the guest desk. There was a microphone on each stage, and in front of them were reporters from all walks of life, who filled the press room.

The press conference was not only broadcasted on various television channels, it was also broadcasted live on the internet. The audience was not only the American public, it was the focus of the whole world.

Hospitals at the epidemic zone, bars at the non-epidemic zone and the street screens at the New York Times Square were all broadcasted live.

"Mr. Bell, how do you define 'supernatural power'?" A reporter asked, "Also, do you have superpowers?"

"No, we're not." Grant Bell's handsome face smiled. "We're not the Avengers or the X-Men. Supernatural power does not equate to superpower, it will not grant you immortality or anything like that. We are still normal people but we have more experience. "

Of course, FBM had briefed them on what they were allowed to say to the public.

"We wish to know more about the legionella pneumonia." Another reporter asked calmly and earnestly, "How does the supernatural power work on it? What have you done to make it less lethal? "

The reporters nodded enthusiastically. Like the audience, they were concerned about this question. After all, it was still a dark cloud hanging over everyone's heart.

"Actually …" Bell's smile did not waver but he paused. "There are still many unsolved mysteries surrounding this disaster, we cannot say anything for now."

The public did not expect to get all the information at once or else the existence of FBM would not have been kept a secret for so many years.

But as the media, how could the reporters let go of this opportunity to dig up more information? They had to find a way to pry something out of this tightly sealed mouth.

"Then what exactly did you do?" The reporter pressed, "Did you fight against 'supernatural power'? Are they monsters? What kind of method did you use? Guns? Swords? Or exorcism with a cross? "

The reporter asked many questions but they were all asking the same question, please describe your job description.

"Fine …" Bell's green eyes blinked. He raised his hand to support his cheeks and pulled at his hair. He hesitated, "Normally, we … erm …"

Beside him, Michael J. Gibbs scratched his bald head. Helen Claire was expressionless. The others raised their eyebrows while others shrugged.

Looking at them, the reporters felt like they were saying, 'That's no big deal, let's not talk about it.'

Or perhaps they were saying, 'Some things will scare you to death if I tell you, don't ask too many questions, it's not something you should know.'

At the same time, in the live chat, the global netizens clapped their hands in praise.

"Look at them, such great young men!"

"I still think they actually have superpowers. Don't be surprised if Grant Bell or Holliday Malt suddenly shoots out spider webs."

"I'm already in love with Helen Claire. She's so beautiful."

"This is the proudest moment for us Americans. We walk at the front, leading humanity forward, always like this."

Finally, Grant Bell said, "I can only say that the situation of the legionella pneumonia is very complicated, the details will be announced soon."

With the press officer controlling the situation, the reporters had no choice but to drop the subject. They moved on to other questions. However, perhaps due to the confidentiality requirement or their imagination, it felt like the members who were being interviewed were hesitant.

Even so, in this current world, the emergence of FBM was definitely a shot in the arm.

However, on the Chinese internet, the envious netizens were even more dissatisfied. This was because the online media still did not report on this incident. Many social media sites were muted and censored as if this incident had never happened. 'What? Are we going to continue to hide this supernatural power?

Is there really no such secret department? Not even a weakling? '

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