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spn~Date: ~September 9~

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In the evening, San Francisco was in chaos.

Hokeby Street is very close to the port. When you stand at the entrance of the street, you can see the mountains of containers piled up on the dock. There is even a large number of Chinese cars waiting to be loaded and transported away on a sub-dock.

Although the handover of power has not been completed, Chinese merchants who know how to compete against time have already shipped the goods here. They want to put the goods into the market in this chaotic time and get the first high profit.

There is wealth here, so naturally it is the place where the enemy is jealous.

On the streets of Hokeby, hundreds of bastards were searching for Chinese people along the street with rifles, machetes, and waving steel pipes. Among them were black and white, and even large groups of yellow people.

“%…&…”

“#￥%…”

From the cry of these yellow people in broken English and even various languages, we can see that they are not Chinese, but Japanese, Vietnamese, and even Indonesians.

Some gun-carrying thugs are relying on their numbers to chase the Chinese armed patrols behind the palace.

The Chinese armed patrol team has excellent weapons, all of which are very colorful semi-automatic rifles, and they are more trained, with accurate marksmanship and sufficient spells. Sometimes they can also "touch" one or two grenades to throw them at these very mixed thugs behind.

However, the thugs came too suddenly, and the Chinese armed patrol only had time to protect the Chinese people from evacuation, and they tried to protect the burned goods and shops.

"Everyone is moving quickly. Don't be reluctant to leave the goods and shops. The "government" will help you get double compensation. There was a precedent in Indonesia back then..."

Some soldiers were shouting loudly with loudspeakers. Amid the increasing gunfire, they kept urging their compatriots to evacuate, and armed militias were behind to resist the delay. These defensive compatriots could not be hurt.

This is the last night before dawn.

"Bang~bang~bang..."

"Company Commander! There are more and more thugs."

A soldier took out a melon grenade, pulled out the insurance, threw it out, and exploded several black people who were chasing the tightest. These black people seemed not afraid of death and kept chasing the Chinese in front of him.

"They are bullying us!! Move quickly, our troops have built barricades ahead."

He Zhixing shouted loudly, the incident was too sudden. Although the situation in San Francisco has always been bad, the riot still surprised.

The number of Chinese in San Francisco is very large, and the relatively large armed patrol troops are also quite large, but for a moment, they mobilized all their men and suffered a loss.

Judging from the signs of these hundreds of thugs, in addition to threatening the nearby Chinese, they are likely to target ports, where there are many Chinese goods, as well as some scarce items such as Western medicines shipped by the government.

He knew that these bastards were not afraid of death, but felt that the Chinese in front of him were weak and at the right time to make trouble.

The armed patrol team he led had encountered such a thing before. After some criminals caused trouble, they threw down their weapons and became good people. The US police officers disregarded them as if they were not seen.

As a strictly trained Imperial Field Force officer, his observation ability is different from that of ordinary people. He has reported to the above many times, asking the emperor to pay attention to this issue and punish those US police.

What he did not expect was that he received a letter replied by a general himself, saying that the military had realized the seriousness of the problem and made corresponding preparations. As for the arrangements of the US police, there was also a conclusion, but the handling will be postponed for the overall situation.

"Bang bang bang..."

He leaned against the corner of the street and directed the soldiers to catch fire and shoot for a while, then quickly retreated to the barricade in front.

At this time, behind the mob in the distance, several Americans in plain clothes were pointing at the gun battle scene to discuss something.

"General Victor, you see, our troops are very strong, they will kill the Chinese and escape. We have thousands of soldiers like this, and your troops should turn to support us, rather than worrying about being retaliated by the Chinese."

A white man was saying to another old white man with a little military aura.

"Harris, you really surprised me. I didn't expect that you were a thug in addition to being a businessman." General Victor, a National Guard Division he was in charge of command, was stationed 50 kilometers away from downtown San Francisco. This division was not allowed to enter the downtown area, and even received an order to evacuate another hundred kilometers, but he took the excuse to delay.

“My company was listed as compensation, the Chinese ruined my life, I was happy to serve the big consortiums, their interests were damaged, and I only needed a little US dollar they promised, and then General Victor and I could leave the damn San Francisco and head to the western United States to be a respectable businessman there.

Of course, if you want, they can even give you a brand new identity, and endless gold if you want.

General Victor, you see these thugs, they just got a promise to get them out of the West, plus a little gold, and they incited them. Of course, they knew that General Victor and the police would not arrest them who were evacuated when necessary.”

Harris said with a wicked smile.

"These abominable big capitalists, consortiums, want to turn this beautiful city of San Francisco into ruins." Victor smiled. "But I don't think it's enough to make me draw a conclusion now."

"We are going to hurry up before they react, there are too many Chinese and other races here that they cannot take large-scale revenge."

Harris laughed.

"I decided to wait a little longer," said Victor.

A trace of gloom flashed in Harris' eyes, and then he smiled, "Perhaps, we should be those tempting gold, of course, and those promised fuel and cars, enough for you to leave the West after completing the mission. Those big consortiums will shelter you."

But he cursed in his heart that this old man was too cunning. It was not enough to see the benefits, and he had to wait for the situation to be clear.

Of course, in Victor's opinion, this treacherous businessman is not very trustworthy. If San Francisco falls into orderly chaos next time, he is willing to help and evacuate this damn place.

Harris looked into the distance, and the dense gunfire indicated that there was a fierce exchange of fire. He thought to himself: "If other civilians also rise up and resist, or more people from places rise up and resist, maybe the Chinese's actions to occupy these places will be vain. At least, they can escape and leave the damn western coast."

He didn't know what the consortiums really wanted to do, maybe it was revenge, maybe it was stirring up the situation, maybe it was to establish authority, but it didn't matter to him. He just needed to complete the mission here in San Francisco and he could leave.

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Mr. Qiao Shidong and his party did not go home, but came to the headquarters of the Chinese People's Army, a heavily guarded place.

Outside the entire headquarters, a group of armored vehicles gathered, and heavy machine guns had been set up on barricades and fortifications, indicating the seriousness of the problem.

"Mr. Qiao, are you okay?"

The leader of the Chinese militia organization is a division commander with the rank of major general, and is an imperial officer and an imperial army major general Lin Zhenke.

"The situation is so urgent, I dare not not come. Judging from the situation of those bastards, I am afraid that they will destroy the entire San Francisco. Our compatriots are in danger of their lives at any time!"

Mr. Qiao Shidong said in a trembling voice. In his opinion, San Francisco will be a Chinese city in the future, a very beautiful city. In the past, a long time ago, people thought that Hong Kong was a good place, but with the broader imperial policies, the so-called good place had not been tilted by policies, and its development momentum was even far less than that of cities such as Guangzhou. But Mr. Qiao knew that San Francisco could do it, because it was the outpost for Chinese people in the entire North America, and it was a major base for Chinese people to overseas.

Lin Zhenke nodded and said, "I just asked for the front finger of Hawaii and have received emergency authorization."

"Okay!, OK! OK!" Old Master Qiao Shidong said excitedly.

Lin Zhenke immediately ordered the staff around him: "Order! Immediately, Immediately, open the No. 2 secret arsenal, and urgently issue all heavy weapons. The Second Militia Regiment is responsible for street blocking, and the Third Regiment is responsible for defending the airport and docks."

In the First Militia Regiment, there are quite a few people from the country, who are able to drive and operate tanks and armored vehicles.

In order to deal with the situation and strengthen the arming of the Chinese militia, the Emperor's side secretly hid a batch of heavy arms in San Francisco, including a small number of tanks and armored vehicles.

Therefore, the Chinese militia were nervously dispatching troops and generals. They would be mainly responsible for surrounding the thugs, isolating the thugs, protecting the Chinese, and supporting the community. As for the rest, the regular army would do it.

Hawaii, the front of the occupying army.

"Report!"

"Come in!"

Cai E raised his head from the map and looked at the staff officer who had just come in.

"General, our vanguard fleet will be able to dock immediately, and the helicopter carriers will provide them with the necessary cover."

Cai E suddenly punched the map table and said, "Okay! Order, everything should be done as planned, and let that boy Hou Xiaoshan be more cruel."

It turned out that as the situation became more and more tense and more information gathered on the Imperial side, the Empire concealed the US government and everyone by using the reason that merchants transported a batch of civilian goods, and sent a huge "merchant ship" to San Francisco desperately, and was about to dock.

The fleet was not equipped with cargo, but with ships of fully armed emperors, tanks, and armored vehicles. Of course, several flatbed ships were also equipped with a lot of helicopters.

Their task is to resolve crises, defend their compatriots, and at the same time, to give the Americans the most ruthless one.

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