More Central University 6 peacekeeping volunteer team aircraft began to enter the former US University 6. "≈ to read the book w┼ww·1kanshu·c·c.Unlike the vanguard air supremacy troops, this time most of them were intelligence spy planes, especially broadcast and suppressed the intentions of the planes. The J-15 fighters that occupied McConnell Air Force Base in advance had already prepared and began to escort these special service planes to various information warfare node airfields in groups.

Around the airport, some of the people who have not yet been evacuated are blocked on the high road, and some are hiding in their homes, and they timidly watch the unfamiliar planes land intensively, as if they were in a no-man's land. No one stopped them, and no one felt anything was wrong. Most airports on the West Coast have been closed and staff are still being asked to stay at their posts.

There are still sporadic rebels, but they are not organized, and at most they just block the runway with scrap vehicles and create some inconspicuous trouble for the landing of the planes of the Central University 6 Peace Volunteer Team. The State Police of the Northern Free State has been ordered to remove the damage caused by these so-called insurgents. The current situation is difficult to reverse, and it is better not to escalate it for the time being, after all, no one wants to see the peacekeepers bring tanks.

The rumbling of artillery from the south of McConnell Air Force Base seemed to alarm the peacekeepers. The two Z-19 helicopters responsible for the guard of the airfield have been assembled and are ready to take off for patrol. The state police soon reported that they had opened fire on a barricade made by the rioters and were now able to get people from the airport in and out of their workplaces.

At times like these, conflict is inevitable, especially in a country with many guns.

Suddenly a gunshot rang out in the night, and chaos immediately broke out on the tarmac. "Sniper! There are snipers! At the shouting, one of the ground workers fell to the ground, his hands clutching his legs and shaking his body in pain. To read the book w'w/w=.1kanshu.ccSuddenly, the originally happy and relaxed expressions on the faces of the officers and soldiers of the peacekeeping volunteer team, as well as the emotion of making new friends in the new environment, completely disappeared. They immediately went into combat mode, the tow truck driver quickly transferred the wounded, and the others looked for cover.

Several more gunshots rang out in the distance, followed by explosions. People looked back and saw that a small black building in the eastern district, which had been completely cut off, had collapsed in flames, and the Z-19 armed reconnaissance helicopter was hovering in the distance. A civilian gunner who lacks infrared shielding is nothing more than a hot rabbit for a modern gunship that integrates reconnaissance and fighting.

The night sky was still calm, except for the smoke of gunpowder.

Whatever the name, the volunteer peacekeepers are mercenaries after all. With the arrival of a third group of ground security forces, more personnel had to disperse into the cities near the airport, which had largely been abandoned. Scattered or hordes of mercenaries set up camp in squares, parks, and even intersections. When the weather turned cold, they threw wooden chairs and broken cabinets from government offices directly outside to make a fire to keep warm.

In the cities, the vast majority of houses are no longer ownerless, uniformed peacekeepers have abandoned open-air camping and have instead gone directly into residents' homes, officers and soldiers have dispersed to those that once belonged to wealthy households, and discipline is eroded. Gradually, this group of peacekeepers hired for money gradually became non-military and non-civilian mobile personnel, and it did not take long for the volunteer peacekeepers to become a rabble. There were no more officers or soldiers here, and the only thing to see in the windows of the houses was the flickering fires and the smiling people in uniform, rummaging through the valuables, collecting food, and even rolling bread dumplings out of the flour and meat they had gathered. Cooking in the kitchen is already very cultured, and more people choose to make a fire at will.

The volunteer peacekeepers had long received three consecutive strict orders, prohibiting military personnel from entering urban areas, prohibiting violence, and prohibiting them from going out at will. ┡ To ╬╬ read the book ┝┢┣w^w·w·. /1·k·a^n-shu.cc but still could not prevent the mercenaries stationed in the major cities of the West Coast from entering the city, they were like predators entering the hunting grounds, or even more like water seeping into the sand, inevitably flowing to every corner of the city. They carried chalk and paint to enclose the land, and some mercenaries occupied several ownerless mansions in a company, painted them and fenced them off, indicating which unit the place belonged to. From time to time, there were quarrels and brawls between the various units over such issues. Even if the commander stepped forward to stop them, he would inevitably join them. Some of the mercenaries who were not resettled in time may have maintained a basic plain or were too timid, and instead of entering the houses, they patrolled the city streets to see where valuables were and picked them up. Some commanders have already gone to local high-end car dealers to pick up new cars for their troops.

Under the strict ban of the Central Grand 6, the mercenary group of the peacekeeping team at least did not enter the houses of those who still had left-behind residents. But citizens and former government officials also actively invited military officers into their homes in the hope of gaining asylum.

On the longest night after the apocalypse, garbage and fires broke out in various cities. At first, there were controllable open flames, but with carelessness and the indulgence of no firefighters, several ignition points were slowly connected and burned bigger and bigger. And then completely out of control. Overnight, many neighborhoods burned black and charcoal white in the flames. Of course, none of the fire points were deliberately set on fire by mercenaries, after all, arson is dangerous and does not do any good. They just didn't care, smoked at will, lit a fire, and finally led to a night of blazing fire.

"The current situation is temporary, and it is a labor pain before the 6th freshman of the former American University. We will definitely stand with the people of the former United States and tide over the difficulties together! ......"Almost all channels are broadcasting unified content, and special psychological warfare aircraft have already begun to perform tasks. Under the suppression of strong signals, no television or radio broadcasts could be broadcast normally, and as long as the recording equipment was on, they could only listen to the same pacification announcement. ∧∥?≦∧≠∈≦ to read the ∨∈ book ∨w┼w┼w·1kanshu·c·c·c

“…… We believe that the people of the former United States will make the right choice, and we respect the former American people's own choice......"

There was a homeless man leaning against the corner of the street, his plate-shaped black beard not fluttering in the cold wind, his thick body hair eyes were half-open, as if he was asleep, and in the dirty shopping cart beside him was his soft and an old-fashioned knob radio, which was naturally chattering,

Here, the General Command of the Peacekeeping Volunteer Corps officially announced that all military personnel will be evacuated after the first qiē subsidence, allowing the former American people to decide their own future. In the meantime, we will do our part to help the former United States re-establish its government and neoliberal institutions. ”

The fires in the background of the city are even redder, and no one cares where the fire is, there are fires everywhere. There were no pedestrians on the street, except for peacekeepers passing by. In some residences, the officers turned on the television and stereo to the fullest, and reveled in deafening speeches.

“…… The people of the former United States have the ability to defend their own security, and we are happy to help. We will provide our best equipment to the military and security companies of the former United States and share the latest technology ......"

Two peacekeepers passed by the homeless man in the corner and glanced at the shopping cart in front of him, but instead of reaching out to rummage, one of them said to the peacekeepers on the radio, "Hey, that's what the radio says." ”

"Huh? What did the General Command say? He clasped his hands in the shape of a bowl and lit himself a cigarette that he had just taken out of the city. ┟┣┞┢ ┞┝ ┠┠ ┠ ┠ ┠ ┠ w'w=w^.=1, k'a'n's·h^u=./c'c He did not smoke to his companions, because his companions were much more abundant than him in their bulging coats.

"Yes, they said they would provide the best equipment."

"Possibly, it should be the Hundred Day Ghost."

"yes. Borrow a fire. The other person also pulled out a trophy of his own, "Unexpectedly, it seems that the Central Big 6 has indeed mass-produced the Hundred Day Ghost." ”

"The Whooping Ghost must be mass-produced, and it will take over the whole world. Now, the Central 6 is to let us take the lead first," he knocked on his mercenary badge, "mess up the situation, and then let the Hundred Days Ghost control the situation, to put it bluntly, that's the case." When the time comes, who will be able to fight back against the Hundred Day Ghosts. ”

"I don't believe it. Do you really dare to put the 100-day ghost into mass production, how terrible, during the First Sino-Japanese War, a 100-day ghost almost killed all of us. And where can they produce in batches? That's nuclear-powered......"

"Ribang." The peacekeepers took back their cigarettes and took a few puffs, "I heard that it was made in Nagoya. ”

"Huh? Who do you listen to. ”

"Believe it or not, let's take a look this time." He puffed on smoke rings.

The fellow peacekeepers smiled and stuffed the display from the mall into their pockets, along with a box.

The other laughed: "Didn't you say you were going back to get married?" ”

"I have several more."

"Just kidding, we fellow countrymen, we have to be righteous." He stuffed the ring box back to his companion, "This news is not worth that much, I heard it from the 4th regiment." The Central 6 wants to get rid of Chuangpu and support a military company in the former United States to let them manage the mass-produced 100-day ghosts. Now that the company is probably in place, if you participate in the gambling hurry, you should be able to make a small profit. ”

"Prince Company? Impossible. ”

"They are relatively famous, and the Central 6 values this."

"But Prince can do it."

"It's a little weaker, but I've heard that Shishi wants to join forces with Prince, and these two are best together. Shishi itself has a background in the Central Big 6 and has experience in UAV management; Prince has a local foundation and reputation, tsk, a perfect combination. The strength of Prince and Shishi is almost comparable to that of Tromp. ”

"How can you be so sure?"

"I'll tell you another piece of news." The peacekeeper slowed down a little, "The mass-produced 100-day ghost will arrive tonight." But today only Prince's escort aircraft have a mission, how? The situation is clear. ”

"That'...... Yes! Listen to you! He gritted his teeth and took out his mobile phone to check the signal, "Then I bought Prince, what about you?" Who do you buy? ”

"Prince. I've already bought it out. The peacekeepers looked triumphant.

The other rejoiced, and slipped the box containing the pearl ring into his companion's pocket. This time his companion did not refuse.

The two walked to the intersection, and the building on the corner in front of them was blackened by the fire. They move forward with a clear mind, and according to the experience of "sweeping goods", where there is a fire, there will also be good things.

Turning the corner, what is in front of you is astonishing.

"This, is this a fighter jet?"

Amid the fire and rubble, the twin fighters' vents and vertical tail features were clearly visible.

"Like a ...... that just crashed," the other man frowned.

"Just crashed? There's only Prince's fighter tonight, is it our plane? ”

"It's not." He carefully identified the wreckage of the plane, which had indeed just crashed. The fuselage was riddled with bullets, the fuel-induced fire had not yet been extinguished, and the hanging tail of the FA18E Advanced Hornet was clearly recognizable, painted with the Prince PMC logo, "This is not our plane, it's Prince." ”

The other man was dumbfounded. He held his phone in his right hand, and the red "buy" button on the gambling interface on the screen radiated an irresistible light.

"Did you buy Prince?" The peacekeeper in front of him turned his head and asked.

"Not yet." As he spoke, his thumb shaking.

"Don't buy it yet, turn off your phone!" He pulled his companion and turned his head, "Go back and report it, something is wrong." ”

In the sky, a dull thunderclap rumbled. Dark clouds were gathering in the east, as if announcing the arrival of a long winter.