Vol 3 Chapter 470: White House murder

Chapter 470 White House Murder Case
In a humble corner, a small black child has been squeezed into a meatloaf by the crowd, but his eyes reveal a calmness that is not commensurate with his age. (Full text eBooks for free download)
Holding a black sweet potato grenade in one hand, grabbing the mouth and biting off the insurance, slightly distinguished the direction, and threw it in the direction of the military police. Within seconds, throwing one in one hand, two black sweet potato grenades flew towards the US military police.
The U.S. military and police are desperately pushing against the crowd trying to break through the cordon, and from time to time fire a batch of tear gas bombs at the crazy crowd, but this trick is not particularly effective. As long as you see the military police firing a tear gas gas, many people pull out one. A pair of gas masks or a flooded handkerchief covered his face. In short, it was a deadly look. The effect of the high-pressure water gun was not strong. The fire truck transferred by the military and police was overthrown.
Some military and policemen raised their heads inadvertently, and saw two dark objects flying over. They didn't care too much, just don't subconsciously try to hide, and secretly thought something like iron bullet or shot put.
However, soon, two grenades flew into the military and police crowd, and when they did not know which unlucky ghost they hit, they suddenly exploded.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The two explosions in a row, as if the two policemen and the demonstrators were stunned when they were thundered on two sunny days. While being frightened, the demonstrators thought that the army had fired, and the army believed that it had been attacked by fire.
During the blast, more than a dozen military policemen and demonstrators were far away. Several people were killed as a result of the high-explosive grenade explosion. Seventy or eight people were killed on the spot, and a dozen others were injured.
"what……"
"God, it hurts me ..."
"Help……"
After a brief panic, the injured person screamed first, and the smoke of smoke, blood on the ground, and even the flying meat, the shrapnel caused great damage.
"God, what the pigs have done!"
A colonel was drinking coffee on the third floor of the White House and looking at the sudden explosion on the lawn. He didn't know what happened. The coffee cup fell to the ground and shattered. The whole person was shaking.
He realized the great crisis, a crisis beyond his control.
"boom……"
"boom……"
"boom……"
There were multiple explosions again, and several grenades flew from the crowd again, and they were thrown into the military and police crowd, again causing great casualties. (Full text eBooks for free download)
"It's over ..."
The Colonel looked out of panic, and hurriedly ran downstairs and pulled out his pistol. However, before he rushed out of the room, he turned and ran to the window again in surprise, and everything he saw made him directly desperate.
"boom……"
What he heard just now was the sound of gunfire, and then the dense sound of gunfire sounded.
"Bang ... Bang ... Bang ..."
I don't know who fired the gun first. Anyone with a gun in his hand raised his gun. The muzzle was facing the demonstrator, and no matter who threw the grenade, he started firing.
The soldiers and policemen stimulated by death and blood have tightened their nerves to the extreme. Several policemen with obvious expressions of excitement pulled the trigger happily. Then, the other policemen didn't think much about it, nor waited for the superior. Order, and then started firing.
The demonstrators were knocked down in large swaths, screamed, blood was flying, their heads were exploded, their limbs were broken, their chests were penetrated, and even a large hole was penetrated. The power of military-style weapons was undoubtedly revealed.
"Spelled with these dogs !!!"
I don't know who shouted. The fierce military police who were firing saw once more a dozen black objects flying towards themselves. Yes, this time it was a dozen handy grenades that were very easy to carry towards the military police team. .
By shooting and injuring the demonstrators, the safety distance of 20 meters was cleared, but the grenade easily flew over a distance of 40 to 50 meters and fell to the police and police crowd.
Grenades are difficult to defend, especially in such a dense queue, where more than a dozen exploded together, resulting in at least 20 or 30 military police being killed or injured.
"Da da da……"
At this time, repeatedly spurred by the immediate tragedy, the machine gun group mounted at a higher position finally opened fire.
Standing high, American soldiers whose eyes were completely red, pulled the trigger and began to shoot at these reactionary mobs in their eyes.
Pieces and pieces of thugs were shot and wounded, but from the beginning to the present, the number of wounded and wounded broke through 50. The scene was extremely chaotic. In addition to suppressing these rioters by force, the police also rescued the injured companions. The scene was chaotic. The military and police relied on standard military weapons, including machine guns and individual rifles.
Demonstrators can only rely on revenge by throwing grenades from time to time, but as the distance increases, the grenades are obviously not enough for their use. A large number of ordinary people have been shot and killed, and a large number of people have been injured. The scene was finally frightened and began to escape frantically.
This is a massacre! !!
Except for the beginning, unknown terrorists used grenades to attack the military and police, but in a short time it turned into a military and police line, which in turn massacred these 'mobs'.
In the case of anger, especially death and blood, which stimulates people's normal thinking, they will only lose their reason. For example, there are only a few 'terrorists', but they must imagine that all the protesters can see terrorist.
The colonel rushed downstairs, hissing and ordering to stop firing, but occasionally the grenades thrown by thugs made it all futile,
The massacre is still going on. Many soldiers even chase the so-called thugs with rifles and submachine guns and shoot them. At this moment, the United States, which originally advocated freedom and democracy, became completely hostile due to various intentions.
Demonstration crowds are fleeing wildly. Under the threat of death at the gunpoint, they have long forgotten their purpose here, and fleeing here is what they want to do.
"Fast, run faster."
Paul is an unemployed automobile manufacturing worker. When the economy was booming, he was responsible for a bearing process on the assembly line. Although it is hard work every day, the income is also considerable. At least, it can maintain the expenses of the family. His wife is a The laundry lady, although her income is getting worse and worse as washing machines become more popular, at least three of her family can still be full.
But soon, the economy began to stagnate, and then war began again. He is a manufacturing worker. He originally thought that he could find a job when the war came. However, after entering a bullet factory as a worker, he found that his income was so low that he could ignore it. His wife was completely unemployed. Everyday things Just line up to receive relief.
The poor family's low income belongs to the kind that will always become extremely poor. Before he found a new way to make money, the child had not eaten delicious fragrant bread for three consecutive months.
This job is to follow some so-called democrats and participate in politics. His daily affairs are very simple, that is, demonstrations, queuing up to collect money, queuing up to buy supermarkets, there will always be superiors to hand over the money to them, and then they do. He never dare to greedy those things, because they do not blink when they kill people.
Now, just staying in the square every day like this, he can earn 10 dollars, which is more than the amount of money he paid in the previous month, so he quit his job and started to follow the democratic person.
Now that the gun was firing and the dead were dead, Paul started running as instructed by his superiors because he had other things. Just now, he lost two grenades, one in his pocket, and killed several military police. But he didn't care, because his superiors told him that it was the U.S. government that was unwilling to end the war and brought it all together. The hypocritical U.S. government brought the American people who could have been outside the war into the war and into the nuclear war. Quagmire.
The days are not good, he naturally hates the government, so he has no psychological pressure. Following those democratic organizations, he can still make money and do big things.
He has been running frantically, looking around from time to time, the gunfire of the military and policemen is far behind, but the crowd is still running away frantically.
There are some shops on the street. Although the economy is not good and the people do not have US dollars, there are always many wealthy people who still enjoy cars and enjoy luxury life. The assortment of shops on the street reveals it all.
Some wealthy people in formal, off the car, are hiding in the shop, looking sarcastically and hatefully at the hundreds of mad escaped thugs on the streets outside.
"Damn thugs, they should all go to hell!"
Paul seemed to hear the curse in the mouth of the rich behind the window.
He no longer waited, remembering the orders of his superiors, he pulled out a steel pipe on his back, and shouted, "Poverty and oppressed people, what should we bring back."
After yelling loudly, Paul rushed directly to a small food store next to it, filled with chocolate and even not too fresh cakes, and these things, he has not eaten for many years, except for the recent start of democratic organizations Send some living supplies.
He kicked the door of the store, kicked the two clerks who were trying to close the door, and rushed into the store. He was a strong worker, pushed down two thin clerks, and rushed over to start madness. To things from the shelves.
"Oh god, mob, what are you doing?"
A fat shop owner ~ EbookFREE.me ~ looked at it all in shock and anger. Although he also hated these poor people, as a middle-class American, he didn't lack food and clothing, but he hated them. Now, they were about to their own things, and they were immediately angry.
However, the next moment, dozens of thugs came in from the door, rushing wildly to the merchandise rack, and the robbery began.
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Half an hour later, Truman, who was in the Department of Defense building, learned of the news that surprised him to forget to close his mouth.
"Mr. President, a bloodshed broke out in front of the White House. Thugs threw grenades at the army. The army used powerful weapons. When the thugs ran away, they ransacked nearby streets. Many poor people joined in .... The army is trying to control the order ... ... "
When Truman was shocked, he finally came back and murmured, "Freedom in the United States, riots and massacres, and riots ..."
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