Chapter 1845: Inspection

The rumbling guns sounded for a day, and then the citizens of San Antonio felt just how terrible the war was. The shock of the bomb landing can make people's internal organs misplaced. The rioters who were originally in trouble can either be frightened all day long, or they are crazy looking for transportation to escape the city.
Chandra is also trapped in the city as a representative of the New York Brotherhood. Zhou Qingfeng's methods were linked by one link, which made him never imagine that the Aurora Corps would operate so quickly, and so simply, not to mention that the United States Ba'ath Party was defeated so quickly.
A large number of negative propaganda has lowered the morale of the Ba'ath army, and a large number of incidents of rebellion have made the Ba'ath army suspicious. A lot of people who had never thought about surrendering lay down their arms, and followed the flow of people.
As the smoke continued to rise in the city, Chandra could only stay in the Bahamian accommodation. He did not dare to run out, but could only keep in touch with the direction of New York for help, while paying attention to the satellite television of the Aurora Corps to obtain the latest battlefield information.
The Aurora Corps' propaganda department did a great job in this conflict. It was an overwhelming TV report that caused the originally stable Baath Party to fall in just one month.
You know, when Victor Hugo announced that he would dominate the United States, most people were shocked. Not many people really mattered. But now he has to occupy several states southwest of the United States, of which Texas and California are the key ones.
When any conjecture prediction is a foregone conclusion, the entire North America can only recognize it. It must be known that it took half a year for the Aurora Corps to switch to the "Metonic Formation". This time, the more powerful Baath Party only took one month. one day.
This is terrible, and many people need time to digest the impact of this reality. Before the Aurora Legion started, everyone felt that I was a big American and a vast land with a large population and a strong military force. Who dares to mess with it?
And when the Aurora Corps defeated the American Baath Party, everyone felt in horror that my Great America was a serious problem and had many ills. Regardless of government, economy, military, and even culture, there seem to be major problems.
Fighting in the city continued day and night, and Chandra stayed in the residence for a day and a night. Compared to the uneasy suffering of his men, Chandra himself was calm. He first watched the real-time news on the TV, and then went to sleep peacefully after the host's suggestion after a water and power outage.
By the next morning, Chandra walked into the streets of San Antonio alone, looking at the actual situation.
The fierce fighting has stopped at this moment, but the small stocks have not been able to escape. The Baath SS is still stubbornly fighting, and gunfire can still be heard from time to time in the city. As soon as Chandra walked out of the residence, he saw the streets full of sentry posts, and the Aurora Legion really controlled the city.
"Old man, go back immediately, don't stop on the street. We are cleaning the city, and it is still dangerous outside." The soldier in charge of urban martial arts aimed at Chandra with a gun, but seeing him as an old man, he kindly advised him not to come out .
There are a lot of broken debris in the streets, either bricks or glass, and all kinds of property discarded during the panic, all left by the citizens during the chaos yesterday.
Chandra stood in the clutter and raised her hands, shouting, "I'm a diplomat. I'm from the New York Brotherhood. I want to see your chief."
As a senior political adviser to the New York Brotherhood, it is very important and urgent to evaluate the Aurora Army ’s upcoming dominance in the Baath party. Chandra will not miss this opportunity to visit the front line. Soldiers, residents, and prisoners of war are all subjects of his research.
It was heard that it was a diplomat from the New York Brotherhood, and the legionnaires stationed on the street allowed Chandra to approach slowly. After determining that he was not carrying weapons, he was sent to the camp of a middle school located in the neighborhood.
"Which army are you from?" Chanrard asked the junior officer in the Legion who had brought him in. He saw the other side as a Mexican and was curious about his current state of mind. "What do you think of this war? Why did you join the army of the Aurora Army? Are you really loyal to Victor Hugo?"
"We are the 7th Division of the Mexican Defense Forces. I don't think much about the war. As for why it is natural to join the army of the Aurora Corps. I am already a member of the Legion and cannot do without it." The junior officer did not say too Many, threw Chandra towards the camp and left.
People from the camp in the school come and go. From time to time, jeep or pickup trucks carry people in and out. The environment of the camp was a bit messy, and Chandler reiterated his identity, but was asked to stay with the refugees temporarily gathered by the camp.
The school's classrooms were full of astonishing citizens, many of them were a little injured, and military doctors were performing simple treatment. Looking at their numb and frightened faces, Chandra sighed. As soon as he squatted into the corner of the classroom, he asked the people around him, "Do you regret it?"
"What?" A middle-aged man frowned slightly at Chandra's question.
"The propaganda of the Aurora Corps is obviously inductive, and the truth of the event may not be what we see. We should have other options." Chandler said, "but now everyone has lost control of fate."
The fugitive citizens around seemed to have long wanted to say something. After they stayed, someone shook their heads and said, "You mean this conflict? Maybe you regret it, but we don't care."
"What do you think of the Aurora Corps?"
"I don't understand. I just know they should be rich."
"Do you really want to accept an alien ruler?"
"It doesn't matter, I really don't care now. Just don't fight, just stop this war."
"At least this alien can provide a stable life."
"The alien commander has ruled millions of Americans, what about millions?"
"Don't you worry that you won't be American anymore?"
"There are four races in my bloodline."
"I'm Irish."
"I'm German."
"I'm Italian."
"The real Americans are the extinct Indians."
Pessimistic, negative, self-deprecating, listen to the fate of life ~ EbookFREE.me ~ no longer pray, this is what Chandra feels among the refugees. I feel that these people have been mentally exhausted after repeated tossing, and have no intention of making trouble.
Chandra asked several people, most of whom had no idea of ​​resistance. He asked a guy who looked quite stout, "When did you guys in Texas easily yield?"
As a result, the other party immediately said angrily, "We are not born fools. Shouldn't the moral state deserve to fight one by one?"
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhing this, Chandra was confused. If the toughest Texas cowboys in the United States are tamed, who can stand up to prevent the expansion of the Aurora Corps in the future, and who can stop Victor. Hugo calls the United States of America?
"Maybe I should wait a bit more, be patient."
"The Aurora Corps is currently only a military occupation. How to eliminate the contradictions during the rule in the future?"
"Neither the Baath Party can control Texas, and the Aurora Corps will have trouble."
Chandra thought about it until a soldier came running to call him, saying he was going to send him to the division.
Out of the classroom where refugees were housed, Chandra felt that the future of Texas was no longer on these confused Texans. But he walked, but he couldn't help but see a happy person running towards him, and hurried into the classroom.
"Who is this person?" Chandra asked the soldiers who led the way in confusion, and at this time people who were full of joy were rare.
Before the soldiers spoke, the guy who laughed and laughed at the entrance of the classroom and shouted at the hundreds of numb refugees, "My name is Sherlock.
I am the new mayor of San Antonio. I am so happy today because I am finally qualified to serve voters! "
Whoops ... Chandra stunned directly, and a word came up in her heart—beauty!