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In an inconspicuous corner, a short black child was squeezed into a meatloaf by the crowd, but his eyes showed a calmness that was inappropriate for his age.

Holding a dark sweet potato grenade in one hand, he brought it to his mouth and bit off the safety catch. He judged the direction slightly and threw it in the direction of the military police. After a few seconds, he threw one with one hand and two black grenades.

The sweet potato grenade flew towards the US police.

The U.S. military police were fighting with the crowd trying to break through the cordon, firing tear gas at the crazy crowd from time to time. However, this trick was not particularly effective. As long as they saw the military police firing tear gas, many of them would

The person took out a gas mask or a water-soaked handkerchief to cover his face. In short, he looked like a desperado who didn't want his life. The effect of the high-pressure water cannon was even less powerful. The fire truck dispatched by the military and police was even overturned.

land.

Some military police officers inadvertently raised their heads and saw two dark objects flying over. They didn't pay much attention to them. They just subconsciously turned their heads and tried to get out of the way, secretly thinking that they might be iron or shot balls.[

However, soon, two grenades flew into the crowd of military and police officers, and when they hit an unlucky person, they suddenly exploded.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The two explosions in succession were like two thunderbolts from the blue. The generals, police and demonstrators were stunned. While being frightened, the demonstrators thought the army had opened fire, while the army thought it was under fire.

In the loud explosion, a dozen military policemen and several demonstrators who were a little further away were blown away. The result of the explosion of the high-explosive grenade was that seven or eight people were killed on the spot, and a dozen others were injured.

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"ah……"

"God, it hurts me to death..."

"Help……"

After a brief period of panic, the injured people were the first to scream, and the smoke, blood, and even pieces of flesh flying everywhere caused great damage.

"God, what have these damn pigs done!!"

A colonel was drinking coffee on the third floor of the White House. He looked at the sudden explosion on the lawn and had no idea what had happened. The coffee cup fell to the ground and was shattered. His whole body was shaking.

He realized a huge crisis, a crisis beyond his control.

"boom……"

"boom……"

"boom……"

There were multiple explosions again, and several grenades flew up from the crowd again and were thrown into the crowd of military and police officers, again causing huge casualties.

"It's over..."

The colonel ignored the panic and hurriedly turned around and ran downstairs, pulling out his pistol. However, before he could rush out of the room, he turned around again in shock and ran to the door. What he saw made him despair.

"Bang……"

What he heard just now was the sound of gunfire, and then dense gunfire rang out.[

"Bang...bang...bang..."

I don’t know who fired first. Anyway, those in the military and police who had guns raised their guns and pointed their guns at the demonstrators. No matter who threw the grenade, they started firing.

Stimulated by death and blood, the nerves of the military police were stretched to the extreme. A few military police whose expressions showed obvious excitement happily pulled the trigger. Then, the other military police did not think too much and did not wait for their superiors.

command and start firing.

The demonstrators were knocked down in large areas, screams were everywhere, blood was flying everywhere, heads were blown, limbs were broken, the chest was penetrated, and even a big hole was penetrated, the power of military standard weapons was revealed to be doubtful.

"Fight these damn dogs!!!"

I don't know who yelled, and the fierce military police who were firing once again saw more than a dozen black objects flying towards them. Yes, this time it was a dozen very easy-to-carry grenades flying towards the military police.

The team flew in.

By "shooting" and injuring the demonstrators, we only cleared a safe distance of 20 meters, but the grenade easily flew over a distance of 40 to 50 meters and landed in the crowd of military police.

Hand grenades are difficult to defend against, especially in such a dense formation. A dozen of them exploded at once, resulting in the death or injury of at least twenty or thirty military policemen.

"Da da da..."

At this time, repeatedly stimulated by the tragedy in front of them, the machine gun team on high alert finally opened fire.

The American soldiers, who were condescending and whose eyes were completely red, pulled the trigger and began to shoot at these reactionary mobs in their eyes.

Thousands of thugs have been shot to death and injured, but from the beginning to now, the number of casualties has also exceeded fifty. The scene is extremely chaotic. In addition to suppressing these rioters with force, the military and police must also use force to suppress the rioters.

They also had to rescue their injured companions. The scene was once in chaos. The military and police relied on standard military weapons including machine guns and individual rifles to gain the upper hand for a while.

The demonstrators could only retaliate by throwing grenades from time to time. However, as the distance increased, it was obvious that the grenades were no longer sufficient. A large number of ordinary people were shot and killed, leaving many dead and injured. People outside looked at

Seeing such a terrifying scene, I was finally frightened and started to run away frantically.

Massacre, this is a massacre!!

Except at the beginning, unknown terrorists used grenades to attack the military and police, but in an instant, the military and police defense lines turned to massacre these "mobs".

When people are angry, especially when death and blood stimulate people's normal thinking, they will only lose their rationality. For example, if there are only a few "terrorists", they insist on imagining that all the demonstrators in front of them are terrorists.

terrorist.

The colonel rushed downstairs, shouting at the top of his voice to stop shooting, but the occasional grenades thrown by the thugs made it all in vain.

The massacre continued, and many soldiers even chased the so-called thugs with rifles and submachine guns, shooting them to death. At this moment, the United States, which originally advocated freedom and democracy, turned into a complete riot due to various ulterior motives.

hostility.

The demonstrators were running frantically for their lives. Under the threat of death at gunpoint, they had long forgotten the purpose of coming here. What they wanted to do was escape.

"Quick, run faster."

Paul is an unemployed automobile manufacturing worker. When the economy was still booming, he was responsible for a bearing process on the assembly line. Although his daily work was very hard, his income was also considerable. At least, it could support the family's expenses. His wife was an

As a laundry worker, although her income is getting worse as washing machines become more and more popular, at least her family of three can still have enough to eat.

But soon, the economy began to slump, and then the war started again. He was a manufacturing worker. Originally, when the war came, he thought he could find a job. However, after joining a sub-factory as a worker, he discovered that his

The income is so low that it can be ignored. My wife is completely unemployed. Her daily routine is to line up to receive relief.[

The family's income was pitifully low, and they were likely to fall into abject poverty at any time. Before he found a new way to make money, the child had not eaten delicious fragrant bread for three months in a row.

This job is to follow some so-called democrats and participate in politics. His daily tasks are very simple, that is, demonstrating, queuing up to withdraw money, and queuing up to buy supermarkets. There will always be a superior who hands the money to them, and then they do it. He has always

Don't dare to be greedy for those things, because they kill people without blinking an eye.

Now, just by staying in the square like this every day, he could earn 10 US dollars, which was more than his salary for the previous month of work, so he quit his job and started working with the democrat.

Now, the gunshots were fired and people were dead. Paul followed the instructions of his superiors and started to run away, because he had other things to do. Just now, he threw two grenades with his own hands, one in each pocket, killing several military policemen.

, but he didn't care, because his superiors told him that it was the U.S. "government" that was unwilling to end the war that brought all this. The hypocritical U.S. "government" brought the American people, who could have stayed out of the war, into the war.

into the quagmire of nuclear war.

Life is not good, so he naturally hates the "government", so he has no psychological pressure. By following those democratic organizations, he can still make money and do great things.

He had been looking around in "Time Travel Novel Bar". The gunshots of the military and police were already far behind, but the crowd was still running away frantically.

There are some shops on the streets. Although the economy is in recession and people don’t have US dollars in their hands, there are always many rich people who still enjoy cars and a luxurious life. The dazzling array of shops on the streets reveal this

everything.

Some wealthy people in formal clothes who had gotten off their cars were hiding in stores, looking mockingly and hatefully at the hundreds of thugs running frantically for their lives on the streets outside.

"Damn thugs, they all deserve to go to hell!"

Paul seemed to hear the curses on the lips of the rich people behind the cupboard.

He waited no longer and remembered the instructions from his superiors. He pulled out a steel pipe from his back and shouted, "Poor and oppressed people, we should bring something back."

After shouting loudly, Paul rushed directly to a small food store nearby, which was filled with chocolates and even cakes that were not very fresh. He had not eaten these things for many years, except for the recent democratic organizations that started to sell them.

Distribute some daily necessities.

He kicked open the door of the store and knocked away the two clerks who tried to block the door. Then he rushed into the store. As a worker, he was very strong. He knocked down the two thin clerks, rushed over and started to fight crazily.

Grab things off the shelves.

"Oh God, damn thugs, what are you doing."

A fat shop owner looked at all this with shock and anger. Although he also hated these poor people, as a middle-class American, he had no shortage of food and clothing, but he hated these people. Now, they wanted to take away

His own things, he was immediately angry.

However, the next moment, dozens of thugs poured in from the door, rushed towards the merchandise shelves frantically, and started looting.

…

Half an hour later, Truman, who was in the Department of Defense building, learned the bad news that made him so surprised that he forgot to close his mouth.

"Mr. President, a bloody incident broke out in front of the White House. Some thugs threw grenades at the army. The army used powerful standard weapons. When the thugs escaped, they ransacked nearby streets and many poor people joined in...The army is trying to control order.

…”

After being shocked, Truman finally came to his senses and murmured, "In free America, there have been riots and massacres, as well as 'riots' and 'riots'..."
Chapter completed!