Chapter 1841: Shelling

San Antonio, Civic Square.
Thousands of police officers are trying to disperse the rioting citizens who rally in the square. Several armored vehicles stood in line. Hundreds of armed policemen wore explosion-proof clothing, holding explosion-proof shields and batons slowly forward. They used their batons to beat the shields constantly, marching in a dazzling line, creating coercion.
Opposite the military and police, there are a large number of citizens who are throwing stones and burning bottles. They built barricades with burning tires and cars, and screamed behind the barricades with guns. Citizens also shouted with tweeters, demanding that the military and police no longer give up their lives for the filthy Osborne.
Among the heavy smoke and sound, the armed police were actually the most stunned. The situation is too messy at the moment, and it is discovered that 'drug flour' is not only citizens, but also themselves. And their party leaders did a lot of extremely embarrassing things, which made their thinking extremely confused.
At this time, the suspicion was not just from the outside, but even the Baath Party was full of doubts.
In an armored command vehicle in the square, a strong order from the Ba'ath party was heard in the radio microphone, "immediately disperse the troublemakers and use force if necessary."
But the frontline commander of the police and police yelled at the radio: "Give me tear gas or a high-pressure water hose. I can't make a massacre with real firearms. I am a Texas native, and I refuse to accept such an order.
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense, and both sides of the confrontation were under extreme pressure. The chief of the military police at the scene is already sweating, and the next bad treatment is a huge disaster.
From time to time, the explosive flames of the combustion flasks lighted up, and the armed policemen who had marched forward had to stop. They coughed in the flames and thick smoke, and risked their lives to accept the insults of the people opposite them. They wanted to kill the insurgents directly, but their commander was reasonable.
Erin and Ellie are hiding in a building near the town hall. They lay behind a window, spread a thick carpet on the floor, and mounted a sniper rifle of calibre 5.0 aimed at the municipal square.
"The Ba'ath Party's army and police are fairly restrained. The citizens who have faced the riot have not returned. Their commanders just want to let the citizens go home." Irene, an observer, said on the walkie-talkie on her shoulder.
The voice of Da Ruiwen came from the intercom, "The drone filmed will be in place in two minutes. You can choose your target."
"What about the leaders in the citizenry? Killing him might make those rioters immediately frantic." Ellie, who operates the gun, was also staring at the Municipal Square, and she focused on an active propaganda and agitation after burning the barricade through a sniper scope. Guy.
"No no no, the rioters are soft eggs. Kill their bosses, they will be dispersed." Father Ruiwen rejected this suggestion.
"Then kill the commander on the military and police side, he is also in our sight," said Ellie, clutching the telescope, "maybe this can anger those restrained military police."
"It can be considered, but we may need a more sensitive goal," said Dao Ruiwen. "This goal needs to be strong enough and reckless."
The twin sisters were searching the entire square, and the drones responsible for the shooting scene were soon in place. Daddy Ruiwen began to evaluate the situation in the audience, and how to act has not been determined. At this time, a street outside the municipal square suddenly rummaged, and a ticket weighing tens of tons of tanks came over.
"Ah, it's Osborne's SS, a bunch of fanatics. I think the target we need is here." Dad Ruiwen's tone eased.
Irene and Ellie's eyes immediately aimed at an armored unit composed of more than ten tanks. Among them, a guy with a full face stood on the leading tank. As soon as he appeared, he held up an assault rifle to light up a magazine, and the dense gunfire scared many policemen around him.
The appearance of the tank achieved a good deterrent effect, and the shaking of the ground made the rioters in the chaos behind the barricades suddenly startled and fled.
The commander of the military police who had been in front of the barricade had just received his order to be dismissed. When he saw the brutal SS appeared, he also felt that the situation was about to collapse.
The police commander ran to the SS tank and waved his hands to the SS officer on the turret and shouted, "Don't mess around, don't kill, we must restrain, or the whole city will riot."
The SS officer on the tank turret was also desperate. He yelled, "I've been restrained. The thugs on the way kept firing at me, and I almost died. Now those must step back, otherwise My sir will not let me go. "
"Citizens are already scared, they are fleeing. You can hit their barricades, but don't open fire." The chiefs of the military police are already bitter and can be called extremely sensible. It ’s just that there are not many sane people like him.
The SS officer also understood that his mission was by no means to engage in a massacre. He nodded and agreed to the requirements of the military and police commanders. Just as he nodded first, the military and police commander in front of his tank suddenly burst.
A round of bullets fired from a distance and hit the waist of the military commander directly. His whole body broke into two in an instant, and he turned into a mist of blood without humming.
The SS officer only felt his blood in front of him and was forced to close his eyes. Without waiting for him to figure out what was going on, the turret in which he was located came with a crisp sound.
The eyes could not see the object, and the sound of death was heard in the ears. The SS officer's heart was horrified, and reason and restraint were quickly thrown behind him. He shrugged into the turret regardless, and shouted to the gunners around him: "Fire, kill the opposite."
The officer ordered that the people below naturally obeyed. A cannon blasted and the burning barricades burst apart in a grenade bombardment. Countless pieces of fire-covered debris flew apart, affecting rioting citizens who were slowly evacuating.
This is like the American army!
The first tank fired, and the other tanks in the back did not show weakness. After more than a dozen cannons, the barricades across the street were easily leveled, and the rioters gathered behind the barricades suffered heavy casualties.
The survivors cried and burst out of the smoke caused by the shelling ~ EbookFREE.me ~ They were often ragged and blood-screamed in panic. Many people even suffer from armless and broken legs. Some people rushed to the ground and never got up again.
After the shelling, all the policemen in the Municipal Square were dumbfounded. Later SS armoured troops cheered. The SS officer, as the lead commander, poked his head out of the turret again, and looked at the smashed streets and corpses lying across the street, saying, "This is a big problem."
The shelling scene was completely photographed by the drone controlled by Daddy Ruiwen. After being clipped to erase the killing of the military police chief, it was transmitted to the entire North American continent via satellite. Its tragic condition makes the scalp tingle, and the limbs are cold. The real scene is sympathetic ...
Fear and anger are at their extremes!
Thousands of people in North America are watching the situation in San Antonio at this moment. After the shelling, no one can stand on the Ba'ath side. Cruel, bloody, and ruthless, the legitimacy of the Ba'ath Party has been bombarded in these dozen guns.
Seeing this ...
Freemason President Franklin yelled: "Osborne is so stupid, we can't even save him. How terrible he is."
Mormon Church Adams also sighed, "The Baath is really over, and no one will support it anymore."
President Enclay's Biden said with a sad sadness of a rabbit and a dead fox: "It's too late to contact Her Majesty Victor Hugo?"
David Lawrence of the New York Brotherhood stared at the TV picture for a long time, his eyes were cold like ice cones.
Only Uncle Zhou, who was at the headquarters of the Mexico City Corps, fluttered in his chair and shouted, "Ha ha ha ...! The army disintegrates, the people's hearts are lost, and all conditions are mature. Who? Who else can stop me from entering Germany Texas? Who else can stop me from joining the United States? "