Chapter 964: Storming the police station
The scene on the notebook screen looks lively. Actually, it's funny. It's the same war scene as watching it. On TV, it is not as refreshing as it seems to be in the cinema, and it is not as enjoyable as watching it in the cinema. If you have the opportunity to take a helicopter to the sky at this time, you can take a closer look. You will find that the whole city of Jakarta is full of wolf smoke. The Buddha is a clueless flood that flows in the Buddha and flows non-stop. Belch. It's just that the water is black; If there is a vision, take a closer look. You will find it in the midst of these people who are panicked and scurrying around like headless flies. It's actually very unusual that they are all native monkeys from Indonesia. There was not a single Chinese in the crowd. Although the whole city of Jakarta looks like smoke is billowing from it. But hardly a single house was set on fire. Most of the burning cars were parked on the street. Take a closer look | It seems that all the burning vehicles are military vehicles. This scene is very different from the previous turmoil in Jakarta in history, in which innocent Chinese were involved.
When I was just starting to plan this plan. Zhang Lan originally thought about whether she could let some of Cage's subordinates dress up as Indonesian monkeys and participate in it, taking the opportunity to fish in troubled waters. But after reading the information that Cage sent back. Zhang Lan wisely gave up this idea: with the average of 182 meters of the big men under Cage. No matter how much makeup you make, you can't make up this average height of less than 170, and the appearance of a thin little monkey*! Only now the situation has changed again. Now this group of guys who were originally instigated by the military to make trouble are now all panicking. There is no backbone in my heart. No one is serious about distinguishing how these sturdy guys with thick oil paint on their faces are much different from themselves. At most, I thought it was a stronger person of the same clan that I didn't know. It's just instinctively following this group of people who seem to be strong and running around to run for their lives. This wait. Who dares to stand in front of himself. Whether it is one's own people or military soldiers. There is no second word to say. All machetes are waiting! ββIt's really not difficult to take advantage of the chaos in front of you to get a few people in.
Under such an indiscriminate machete service, Rao is for the sake of his own clan. The military finally couldn't help it. A small unit that has just taken over the defense. In the case of the face, in order to save his own life. Very resolute to open the first!
Very good. This is basically equivalent to poking the hornet's nest. At the same time, the troops that had just taken over received a new order: to maintain order. If necessary, the officer on the scene is allowed to decide whether to shoot or not.
Don't doubt it. This inconceivable order was definitely not given by the Indonesian Ministry of Defense in any case. Whether it is as President Suharto or as Chief of the General Staff of the Army. None of them had the guts to give such an order. This order was naturally given by the well-meaning Alice on behalf of the Indonesian Ministry of State for the sake of ensuring the personal safety of the Indonesian soldiers guarding the front line. There is no doubt that this order seems to the military, which has already been hacked very hotly. It was ordered by the Ministry of Defence - it could also be said to be issued by the Ministry of Defense. After all, Alice gave this order. The signal was from the 1 of the Ministry of Defense, down the road to the various wave centers.
The troops who were allowed to shoot were no longer the tigers in cages. Instead, it really became a descending tiger smiling proudly in the big forest. Belch. Of course, this courage is basically aimed at the people of our own country. It's like those white dogs during the Liberation War who bullied the people, and they were all hands. All of a sudden, gunfire erupted throughout Jakarta. There was screaming everywhere and a dazed crowd filled with it.
"The army has killed people! Kill! I don't know when it started. Such a scream rang out. And in a very short period of time, it quickly spread throughout the city of Jakarta. It dramatically accelerated the panic of the people in a daze.
That's when it happened. I don't know how to shout. "Let's go to the police station and grab a gun to save our lives!"
Completely out of ideas, the crowd instinctively followed behind the group of people rushing to the front, thinking about the various police stations. There was only one thought in my head: go to the police station and grab a gun to save my life.
After running for so long. Occasionally, the blood pressure of a guy whose head charge is not so bad has dropped. When I realized that something seemed wrong with this. But it was too late. Here are a few guys who still keep their sanity occasionally. I was also wrapped up in the crowd and couldn't help but go to the various sub-bureaus in Jakarta City.
The police station is awesome, but only good. Unless it's a task that really requires a firearm. Firearms can only be used after an application is submitted and approved by the management leader. Otherwise, all firearms will be stored in the machine storage. Although the police department had been prepared before this unrest. But there are basically no Chinese in the police in Indonesia. It's basically the little monkeys in Indonesia. The tasks of these police.
It's the same as when we robbed the wealth of the Chinese in the past. It was just a matter of ensuring that these people would succeed when they set fire to the wealth of the Chinese.
Some of the resting policemen even dragged the skin on their bodies directly. I was also involved in the robbery. For this morning the order was given. Far from being nervous, the monkeys in various police stations in Jakarta City are not nervous. On the contrary, I felt that this was a good opportunity for me to make a fortune: those Chinese. What a rich!
In this almost defenseless situation. The police stations were dispersed almost instantaneously by the surging crowd. Anyone who dares to stand in front of them. They were all waiting for a bullet without hesitation. Then lying directly on it was stepped on countless legs. When I look back. Those guys who had been trampled on countless feet were now basically dehuman. Lie on it. It's basically a mess of red mud.
A "snap" shot rang out. Before he could react, the firearms keeper was killed by bullets flying from nowhere. After quickly opening the firearm, I don't know if it was a shout. "Brothers. Get a gun! β
No one thought about why these people had guns on them. And no one thought about why these people were so familiar with the gun depot of the police station. I didn't even think about why these people brought them to rob the police station. They just instinctively get behind the tall and strong guys who have escaped with them in their subconscious, already regarded as their own heads. Mechanically listen to them. The occasional gunshots outside made them quickly throw down their blades. He held the gun and bullets that had been assigned to him tightly. I only feel that this is the only thing that can make me feel a little safe. ,
I have a gun in my hand. These guys who feel that they have a sense of security and a secure life. The thought in my heart couldn't help but come up again. Just after robbing the police station. I don't know who shouted when I just rushed out of the police station. "Brothers. Go grab those yellow pigs! Grab the ones that have the most! But let others rob it. We don't have our share! β
There was a round of applause at the back. This is in line with the fact that those who have guns in their hands have a lot of confidence. The crowd is overwhelming. Running in the direction of the homes of the Chinese tycoons. No one went to the small Chinese on both sides of the pipeline. All the mobs. Not bad. These people can now be called armed mobs. It was like a flood that had burst through the floodgates. All the mobs have only one head in their hearts: the head man says nothing wrong. The richest Chinese themselves. If you're late, you won't have a share!
Even if there are people looking at the Chinese shops on the road. I was also involuntarily wrapped up and walked forward. They weren't given a chance at all. Driven by greed. The group instinctively followed the person at the front. The whole crowd has been the will of those who are at the front. No one at all wondered why these people took a slight detour with themselves?
Nature. Detours are common. How can you possibly encounter an army that is facing a great enemy without taking a detour? It's just that one has been authorized to decide whether to fire or not according to the actual situation. The other party had just snatched a firearm from the police station. And before that, he was swept away by the army with a gun. The enemies were very red when they saw each other. It was as if he had encountered a raging fire. Have a lot of fun!
"These crumbs. Go grab those yellow skins*! Someone shouted.
"These bastards are in our way. Kill them! Some people shouted that.
"Kill this bastard. Avenge our relatives who were killed by these bastards just now! These bastards are standing on the other side of that group of yellow pigs! Someone else shouted.
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There was a lot of hustle and bustle. Shouting everything. But there is no doubt about it. These slogans are very capable of encouraging these high-spirited earth monkeys with a belly full of fire. The army at the front and the mob at the back. It is also not known who fired the first shot. Then there was a burst of gunfire. All of a sudden. Bullets flying. Splash around. There was a poignant blood flower in the air. One of the beings fell down with a "poof". There is no more chance to get up.
It's messy! It was completely chaotic, and the whole city seemed to be immersed in the smoke of bullets. Whether it's the army. Or those Indonesian monkeys. Ke had only one thought in his mind: kill these damn bastards in front of him. Save your life! "The army is firing at us again!" in the air! These bastards! Brothers. Only by killing these bastards in front of us can we survive! β
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