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spn~Date: ~September 11~

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Chapter 496: Suppression

He Zhixing led the company to retreat to the barricade. With the fortifications of the barricade and several light machine guns, he successfully blocked thousands of thugs on a street.

"Swish~"[

A crooked rocket actually flew to a place more than ten meters in front of the barricade and exploded. He Zhixing was shocked. The thug actually got the bazooka, and it was obvious that it was the US military's standard bazooka Bazuka.

"Mom, if someone had either got the US military's arms, even the US military would have rioted."

He Zhixing is the highest commander and lieutenant company commander here. The barricade just built and supported them was a militia platoon. They were quickly completed with the help of the Chinese.

Some Chinese even directly move out their own rice bags and pour them into sacks, which become the simplest sandbags. Some of them use glass bottles to create some simplest burns for self-defense according to the self-rescue methods organized by the Chinese.

Now that the thugs have actually obtained the US military's standard rocket launcher, the mere barricade is likely to be unable to resist.

"Company Commander, there are thugs coming in several nearby streets!"

"A row leader, you are responsible for leading them to the transfer. I personally lead them to the port, and there is one of our battalions."

As the company commander, He Zhixing naturally knew that the direction of the port was a place where militia were heavily guarded. Although there were no fortifications, he had reserved a lot of materials and could quickly build a field position.

"Damn, these thugs are simply crazy! There is no support for the time being, please cover them and leave. I will lead the team to attract them."

He Zhixing spitted and wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, his team did not suffer much casualties, and some wounded soldiers also moved with the civilians.

"Give me!"

He grabbed the bazooka on the shoulder of a bazooka on the side, and after finishing it, he aimed at the thug who was rushing towards him, and pulled the trigger fiercely.

"Swish~boom--"

The rocket launcher made in China has several times the shooting range of Bazuka and is much more powerful. Once it is fired, half of the street is in an explosion, and at least a dozen thugs were killed on the spot.

Compared with the regular emperors, those thugs who are not even amateurs have basically no other military qualities except for the ability to aim their guns at the enemy and fire.

Even when he saw He Zhixing lifting the rocket launcher, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was blown away by the rocket.

"Look at the troops in the port, there should be more heavy weapons! I hope there are fewer heavy weapons in the hands of the thugs."

He Zhixing took advantage of the smoke from the explosion that had not completely dissipated. He raised his telescope and checked the situation in the two streets ahead. Many thugs were coming, most of whom had weapons in their hands, and some even wore police and security uniforms. It seemed that these people had become thugs.

"withdraw!"[

He Zhixing won't stay for long, so there is no need to fight head-on with these mixed men.

Although he had long heard that Americans were seriously racially discriminatory, blacks had suffered a lot of cruel abuse. Now, seeing them trying to take advantage of the time when the Emperor* side had not yet landed, and wanted to impose atrocities on their Chinese compatriots, He Zhixing realized that the Americans' self-proclaimed democracy and credibility are also dirty.

The group quickly evacuated and came to Harbor Avenue leading to the port from time to time. It was a one-way road. Because it was exclusively supplied with a dock, the road was very wide. At this time, a battalion of Chinese militia had already arranged two lines of defense, all of which were piled up with tactical sandbags, and were even preparing to lay mines.

When He Zhixing arrived, the heavy machine gun was installed here, and the armored vehicles were also gathered to prepare for the next battle.

"Battery Commander, the situation ahead is very critical. There are at least a thousand thugs in the direction we retreated, possessing some heavy weapons."

He Zhixing said to battalion commander Xu Shi'an.

Xu Shian said angrily, "Damn, these bastards are still making fun of it. Armored vehicles and some standard heavy weapons have been found in other directions. It seems that the US military and police forces in the city are in chaos. Our defense is under great pressure."

"Please assign tasks." He Zhixing was not afraid of death, but hoped to kill more thugs.

"You should immediately bring a platoon to the dock to support it. Make sure that if the fleet loses land, it will be our reinforcements if you see it."

Xu Shian pointed to the sea in the distance and saw a row of large ships near the sea level. He could dock in ten minutes.

"Such a large fleet!!! How many ships do you have to have!!"

He Zhixing seemed to understand something. After saluting, he brought a platoon and focused on bringing a few sharpshooters to support the dock.

When He Zhixing came to the dock, he saw thousands of Chinese workers who had already used port machinery to clear a large area of ​​the dock. As a soldier, He Zhixing knew that this was opening and sorting out the landing site.

He raised his telescope and looked into the distance and found that there were many landing ships. "These big guys were not filled with large numbers of water and land tanks, right?"

Judging from the usual amphibious landing war, what he will see next is a perfect landing operation.

The Americans' plane was confined to the ground airport, the fuel was separated, and even some important parts were dismantled and taken care of by the Chinese militia. The radar station had been closed. After all, these states were just waiting for the formal takeover after two or three days. Even if the Americans knew that a large Chinese fleet had arrived, they could not resist.

After all, on the big side, the Americans agreed to deliver these defensive weapons such as the airport air force and radar stations, and naturally they completely removed them in one breath. On the small side, these rioters were able to threaten such a huge landing operation.

At this time, the outskirts of San Francisco, Harris, the rioters, smiled and said to General Victor, "General Victor, you have seen that we are fully capable of making San Francisco topple, and then, we can go back to the east, hahaha..."

"There is a huge risk for us."

Victor looked at a check in his hand and was already shaken.

"As long as the consortiums are happy, and as long as the great American people can rise up to resist the damn yellow-skinned monkeys, we are the winners."

Harris did his best to incite, "Col. Peter's regiment, some police officers from the police station stood on our side. We had enough trucks for them to escape. We would mix into the refugee tide. When the Chinese landed in two or three days, they were just a mess."[

"As you wish, Mr. Harris." Victor received the check, then called in a consultant and ordered loudly, "I just received the report that the Chinese militia were massacring our civilians, boys, let's go and clean up these damn yellow-skinned monkeys. Mr. Harris will help us return to the east as soon as possible, he owns enough cars and even masters a railway..."

"Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-"

The violent explosion came in an instant, and Hou Xiaoshan could see the street intersection hundreds of meters away without using a telescope. It had become a sea of ​​fire. Not only the street intersection, but also the buildings of those people were hit by a lot.

"Kill the Chinese and seize the dock! There are piles of goods there, "medicine" that are more valuable than gold, and luxury cars..."

The American thugs who were still shouting these very inciting slogans just now didn't understand what was going on, and were covered with the overwhelming fire of the ship guns.

Just one singular shot eliminated almost two-thirds of the organized chaos thugs.

Seeing that the two regiments behind were also gathering one after another, Hou Xiaoshan couldn't help but waved his hand: "One regiment, quickly resolve the battle! When facing the thugs, all of them will be shot. I repeat the order and when facing the thugs, all of them will be shot on the spot. Do you understand!"

"clear--!!"

The shouts of more than 3,000 people in the 166th Division even heard the American thugs in the sea of ​​fireworks, but the next moment, their panicked eyes saw groups of elite soldiers wearing urban "mysterious" colors, carrying fully automatic rifles, and attacking themselves.

"Bulstin, what is that! God, is it the Chinese here?"

"Damn, David, hurry up, run!!"

"God, how could the fully armed Chinese team, be it all active-duty troops? Where did they come from!!"

...

Looking at the top people wearing strange numbers, the thugs who were lucky enough to die had no courage to fire and fight back, and wanted to run away.

However, it was too late. In front of the 166th Division, which was good at both field and street fighting, these defeated generals could not defeat or escape.

"Dadada..."

The imperial soldier who rushed in the front picked up the Chinese rifle in his hand, glanced at it casually, and then shot it out in a round, and several thugs fell down.

More and more Chinese soldiers rushed up and caught up with the thugs, and the roundabout troops began to encircle them.

"Damn it, you bastards are still ready to treat you well. It seems that you don't have that blessing."

Some soldiers rushed into the group of thugs, looked at the thugs who were so scared that they surrendered. Without saying a word, they kicked them down, picked up the Chinese rifle, and pulled the trigger with a pause: "Bang!"

A policeman who had just wielded the Garland rifle was beaten to death on the ground, his brain splashed and he died to the extreme.

Killing by others is simpler.

"Fuck! Damn."

The officers and soldiers were not ruthless at all. Faced with these thugs who could raise butchers' knives and rifles to kill Chinese and robberies, shooting them on the spot was the best way.

The soldiers used the butts in their hands to hit the thugs with their ferocious faces that had not yet dispersed, and they kicked them from time to time. The heavy military boots could kick these thugs to the ground.

A squad leader led a squad around a group of thugs and ordered: "Fight!"

"Dadada..."

A few fully automatic rifles shot all the dozen thugs in front of them to death.

This situation was also happening everywhere, with officers leading squads, platoons, and surrounding a group of thugs, and starting to execute the order of shooting on the spot.

“no,no,help!”

American thugs were also afraid of death, especially when they were killed, they were hit by the regular Chinese soldiers, which scared them to the point of being urinated and begged for mercy.

"No, no, you are paralyzed. When the Chinese kneel down and beg for mercy, have you spared them? If there were no precautions from the superiors, let us come early, you might have killed half of the Chinese in San Francisco."

When they encounter such begging for mercy, the squad leader will unceremoniously lower the gun's muzzle, point it at the thug's head, and shoot it at the head.

Squad-scale teams quickly strangled these thugs, and some of them ran a little faster, but it didn't matter.

"Aim! Shoot"!!"

Within two or three hundred meters, those with two legs could not run away, and one of them shot together and most of them fell down.

The fate is so good that I can run far away. Before I can catch my breath, I look up and see teams of middle-aged people coming over.

"Dadada..."
Chapter completed!