"A large number of troops have entered the city and blocked various streets and key points to quell the looting and riots of thugs.
The police said that this riot was caused by the spread of racism.
For the safety of citizens, it is prohibited to walk freely in the city.
Please stay in your own home to prevent the military from misunderstanding and making regrettable actions.”
On the large screen, a well-dressed host with a serious face was holding a microphone and talking to a gloomy-looking officer next to him.
In the background of their conversation, there were also the sounds of messy footsteps and engines.
The roar came, and the scene seemed to be quite chaotic.
While the host was interviewing the officers, three "Bradley" infantry fighting vehicles were slowly passing by on the street behind them.
The slender 25mm machine gun in front of the turret was pointed forward, and the 7mm cannon on the top of the turret was .
The parallel machine gun was also manned by soldiers wearing helmets and sunglasses, aiming straight ahead with serious faces, as if they were on the front line of a battlefield.
The street in the distance of the camera is no longer as prosperous as it once was.
Among the two rows of carefully trimmed greenery, there are only a few looming figures lingering in the distance, but nearby there are individual fortifications built with sandbags and cement blocks. , each of the heavily armed soldiers occupied one, set up the squad 249 light machine gun, loaded the orderly ammunition belts, and pointed the black muzzle at the middle of the street.
They were ready to fire at any time.
The camera panned horizontally, and in the upper right corner, a CH47D "Chinook" heavy transport helicopter was flying quickly over the street, and under the huge fuselage, four thick chains hung a 2" Braid "Li" infantry fighting vehicle, its tandem double rotors rotated rapidly, trying hard to maintain balance and speed, and the direction seemed to be flying towards the depths of the city.
"Our army is absolutely invincible.
Even the thugs with a small number of weapons cannot resist the powerful and powerful attack.
However, in a short period of time, the cunning thugs will escape to any corner or citizen's home, passing by The President and the Congress deliberated and unanimously passed and authorized the provisional discharge of firearms innocence bill, and measured it according to wartime standards."
"For the thugs who appear in front of us, we will remind all citizens not to provide any supplies to those thugs, not to accept any temptations offered by that group of thugs, and not to have any worries in the face of their intimidation.
The temporary fire innocence bill It will be implemented from now on.
All citizens who watch this program please tell each other that from now on, you will not break the law when you kill thugs and any gangsters who attempt to pose a threat to you."
In the footage on the TV screen, soldiers carrying 4a1 assault rifles and wearing ACU camouflage and bulletproof vests were walking past in two neat rows.
Their faces wearing sunglasses were solemn, but they also looked like they had a chance to win.
But it seemed like the calmness of these soldiers was just a disguise.
"The military has completely taken control of the city and is quickly familiar with the layout of the city with the assistance of the police.
Our citizens can fully believe that within three days our heroic soldiers will make every one of them hide like cockroaches.
The thugs in dark corners should receive due legal sanctions."
"Oh, my brain is like a crushed rubber tire."
Liszt threw the remote control carelessly towards the sofa and pinched his eyebrows hard.
The dizziness caused by last night's hangover still made him feel quite painful, but after looking at the clock on the wall next to him, he sat down on the sofa again and sighed helplessly: "Damn, If you haven’t gone to work at this point, old Kyle will definitely go crazy.”
As one of the best employees in the auto repair shop, Lister did not believe that his usual excellent skills could be exchanged for old Kyle at this time, who could be called a little bit of compassion from Grandet II.
Pouring himself a cup of instant coffee nearby, Liszt couldn't help but lament the cancellation of the perfect attendance award this month.
"Dudududududududu" Picking up the cell phone next to him, Liszt dialed Old Kyle's number with a grimace, and put it to his ear.
He was about to accept the torment of the violent storm, and wanted to lick his face and ask for a day off, but he was interrupted by a busy tone.
The confusion disappeared without a trace: "Oh, damn Communications Association, the communications fee I pay every month is just waiting, what's going on?"
Looking at the zero signal displayed on his cell phone with a dark face, Liszt could almost imagine Old Kyle spraying his face with his bad breath spit.
But when he raised his head and finally saw the picture on the TV screen, his eyes slowly narrowed: "A defense force of this scale is called a city-wide martial law."
In the picture, infantry squads are fully armed and scattered on both sides of the road, and three 2 "Bradley" infantry fighting vehicles are parked in the middle and both sides of the road in a finished shape.
The Type 2 Browning large-caliber heavy machine gun walked over quickly, apparently wanting to set up a standard machine gun position on the sandbags.
Just by looking at the deft movements and standard tactical arrangements of this group of infantry, Lister could tell that it was the real National Army, not the National Guard who only knew that the show was more meaningful.
But what made him look even more solemn was the dull roar of the engine in the background of the picture.
"If this sound is correct, it is the 1a2 "Abrams" main battle tank" As a former member of the Marine Corps, although Lister has now retired, his ears are still very sensitive to the roar of engines.
Especially when he looked at the colonel with a serious look on the TV screen, he slowly clenched his hands: "No, no, no, officers of the rank of colonel have come out to explain what happened to refute the rumors."
The rank of colonel in the national army alone is more than enough to serve as a regiment commander.
However, watching the host and officers in the scene seem to be asking and answering questions in a relaxed manner, the doubts and uneasiness in Liszt's heart became more and more high.
If this was just a riot caused by ordinary racial discrimination, it would still be far from the level of dispatching the army to blockade the main thoroughfares in the city.
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Especially when he looked down at the zero signal displayed on the screen of his mobile phone, his brows were already furrowed tightly, and all the doubts in his heart had turned into uneasiness: "Damn" Liszt couldn't help but muttered to himself, if this useless signal If the signal is connected to the military, it means that the signal is blocked or interrupted.
Both of these are unacceptable to Lister.
The signal interruption represents a city area.
Without prior notification of the news, I am afraid that everyone will sue afterwards, which will make the National Communications Association pay the price of bankruptcy for this failed decision. .
As for signal shielding, this kind of tactical method unique to the army, in Liszt's view, made him even more uneasy.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang" But before Liszt could sort out his thoughts, a burst of rapid gunshots instantly came from the TV screen.
Along with the violently shaking camera, the well-dressed host who was trying to remain calm had already dropped the microphone, and the officer He lay on the ground with his help and crawled to the side with a frightened expression.
The lens also seemed to fall to the ground amid violent shaking.
However, as the lens was fixed, one could clearly see the soldiers who were fully armed and ready to fire, one after another, firing towards the street ahead. , only the continuous violent gunshots and the number of 12 mixed in it were left in the background.
Machine cannon, that deafening burst of fire
"Ouch, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh."
But there was a deafening scream, and not even the violent gunshots could cover it up.
At the end of the road in front of the camera, a dark, tidal-like thing was slowly crushing amidst the series of visible gunfire and bullets.
Come over, and at the same time, the countless roars are also transmitted across the scene through the headset to the TV screen in front of Liszt.
However, within less than ten seconds of these shots, the entire TV screen was cut off from the signal, and the entire screen turned into a sheet of snowflakes.
After waiting for three seconds, it was switched to a live broadcast room.
At the same time, there was a female host, holding the speech paper nervously, lowering her eyebrows and speaking in a trembling voice.
"Previously, there was a fierce exchange of fire between the military and the gathered rioters.
At the same time, we convey the warnings of the military and police to the citizens.
Stay cautiously in your own homes.
If someone has suffered unknown injuries, isolating them as soon as possible is an excellent way.
Please pay attention.
Once If someone is injured, he will be isolated immediately and will not be held legally responsible if he is in danger.”
Slowly putting down the TV remote control in his hand, Liszt looked at the TV screen in front of him.
The host, who was obviously pretending to be calm but couldn't even read the script well, had a sarcastic smile on his lips, especially when the sound came from outside the window.
At the faint sound of gunfire, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and said: "Racist thugs" "That's ridiculous."
Lister stood up gently.
The hangover from last night seemed to dissipate as he stood up, and the vigor of the Marine Corps a year ago reappeared on his body. 1887 A lever-action shotgun appears in his hands.
Taking a deep breath and holding tightly to the shotgun that was once used for hunting, a century-old Winchester brand, Liszt calmed down a little bit from the uneasiness in his heart.
And he looked out the window at the sky that seemed to have a layer of gray fog, and couldn't help but lower his head and smile: "There is nothing that a Winchester 1887 can't solve.
If there is," he paused and said in a heavy voice, "then Just two shots
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