The doom of Hong Kong

Chapter 12

17/4/2215. 9.00p.m
I walked through the glorious hallway. I haven't been to white house before. I saw high chef's, their face is so worried. I think they know what happened.
I opened the door.
"Mr.Obama, May I have a talk with you?" I asked politely, trying not to messed it up.
Obama looked at me. He put down his glasses and said:
"Who are you Mr.? Why are you here?" he asked with suspicious voice.
"I am a survivor from Hong Kong." I answered calmly.
He stared at my clothing. Scratches everywhere, dirt on my pants. I look like a beggar, I need to admit that.
"Yes. The ape is taking over Hong Kong. So that's why your economic started to turn down."
"You can escape from Hong Kong to USA? That's a lot of danger. You should be tried. Here, have a seat." he pointed the seat in front of him.
"Thanks." I sat down.
"So, how can we help you? " he asked.
"You can send troops there and-"
The door opened and a guy came in.
"Greetings Obama. The apes started to get stronger in Hong Kong. Can you send army to defeat them?"
"The main point is, why do the apes want to attack Hong Kong? They can attack ShenZhen, or Macau. Why do they want to attack a city which has a high economic market?" Obama asked.
"Maybe they want to make the economic worse so that they got time to attack other countries while the other countries are fixing the economic problem... I guess." I said.
That guy said:"We are going to beat their ass up. And they are going to get afraid."
"We will try. I don't think they will going to win. You, go and help. Lead the army." he pointed at me.
"Yes sir!" I shouted happily.