Chapter 1246: Rabbit Dead Fox Sad
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At this time, Johansen and Jeffrey, who knew the truth, were already about to shed tears, but now that things have come to this point, they have no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Jin Muchen's instructions.
Because the current Jin Muchen is David. The plenipotentiary that Hearst installed here, if they did what Jin Muchen said, then in the end, if something happened, David. Hearst might be able to reach out and pull them along.
But if they don't do what Jin Muchen said now, then the result of this matter, they can guess with their butts, and it is inevitable that this matter will make a big fuss, and if there is no David. If Hearst helped, they would be scapegoated by their own department leaders, which was inevitable.
So now, after thinking about it, they can only do what Jin Muchen said, that is, to adopt a tough attitude and further escalate the situation.
Johansen immediately summoned one of his men and asked him to stand on the roof of the car with a loudspeaker, shouting at the herders who were surrounding them.
The content of the shouting is very simple, that is, they are doing something wrong, they are challenging the government, it is unforgivable, if you know each other, it is best to get out of here before the situation gets out of control.
If they are still going to resist to the end here, then what awaits them in the end will definitely be the taste of the iron fist of democracy.
However, after some shouting, the onlookers on the opposite side obviously few could listen, and everyone was still around them, without the slightest intention of retreating.
And seeing such a result, Johansen and his brother-in-law also couldn't help but fall in a cold sweat, this is the west, it was the ancestors of this group of people back then, who took the lead in responding to the call of the U.S. government, killing those Indians here and starting to expand the land.
These people have inherited their militant factors from the genetic factors of their ancestors, and the U.S. government allows them to legally own guns, and these herdsmen don't have three or five guns in their homes?
Johansen and Jeffrey, guessing with their butts, can guess that these guys, this time they must have brought guns, they are now surrounding their own group, their gang can have hundreds of people, and their own side is only thirty or fifty people, although their own side is more sophisticated weapons and equipment, but they can't stand the other party's many people?
What if those guys really have that dizzy head rushing over?
Do you fight or not? If you fight, it will definitely cause a large-scale shootout, but if you don't do it, will you see these guys disarming all these law enforcement officers?
If that really happens, they will be disgraced to their grandmother's house, and after they go back, even if they don't use their superiors and throw them out as scapegoats, they themselves won't be able to continue to mix in this circle.
At this time, Johansen and Jeffrey were really messed up and didn't know what to do, while Jin Muchen didn't look worried at all.
"How long will it take for the reinforcements you called to arrive?"
He looked up and asked Johansen, who looked up and glared at him very resentfully: "Those people have to be familiar with the situation here, and they have to sort out their equipment, plus they have to drive from Bakersfield City, how can it take two or three hours." β
Jin Muchen nodded, two or three hours, it's not very long, as long as within these two or three hours, these herdsmen don't dare to act rashly, it will be easy to do...
He said a few more words of comfort to Johansen and Jeffrey, and the two of them could only trust his judgment at this time, and ensure that within two or three hours, the matter did not escalate further.
And just when Johansen and Jeffrey were on their minds, Crane was on the ranch. In Bondi's house, a few people were sitting there discussing what to do.
It was Kref who sat in the master's seat. Bundy, the bruises on his face that were beaten by Jin Muchen yesterday have not yet dissipated, and the few people next to him, no one dares to laugh at him at this time.
These people are, the ranchers in the vicinity, and Crane are all related to each other, usually Crane is the backbone of everyone, and this time after Crane called them, they came without hesitation.
Because Kref was talking about things very seriously, they had to come.
In fact, Kref also knew that if he summoned these people just for a little ordinary thing, these people would definitely not come over easily, even if everyone was related, but after all, this was a hard matter with the government.
Everyone knows very well what the US government is doing, and if today's affairs are not handled well, everyone will suffer in the end, and if the crime is less serious, they may be fined, and if it is more serious, they will end up in jail.
So at the beginning of Cliff's freshman year, when he called them, he lied to them.
"Now you can see it, I didn't lie to you, those people out there are the Intercontinental Mounted Police and the Homeland Administration, who those guys are, I think you all know very well. They're just a bunch of bastards who eat people and don't spit out bones, and they fined me a million dollars for grazing in the Red River Valley, which they say is some kind of shit turtle habitat? Saying that I graze there will affect the reproduction of this endangered animal, and these damn turtles are now protected animals by the U.S. government... Come to think of it, this is just an excuse for them, and the reason why they are doing this to me is to kick me out of my ranch and take possession of my land. I don't know if I'm in the way of that big man, anyway, this time they deal with me like this, then next time they can deal with you like this... Think about it, the Red River Valley is so big, and there is an abundance of water, it can be said that it is one of the most fertile pastures in our area, if we don't go there to graze, where else can we go? Of all of you here, who has not herded cattle anywhere? β
The old guy spoke with a lot of energy, and he didn't look like he had been beaten at all, and his words were so loud that the others still had some objections in their hearts, but after listening to his words, they all felt that what Cliff said was very reasonable.
It's true that these bastards from the Land and Resources Bureau and the Intercontinental Mounted Police, if they really get this thing done by Crane this time, then maybe next time, they will be able to find their own heads?
What should I do then? Don't you have to be like Grave, obediently bow your head, and then hand over the land?
But if you hand it over like this, what will everyone eat and drink? You must know that many of the ranches here are family-run models, and they have been inherited for hundreds of years.
And these farmers, many of them have been here since they were born, and many of them have never left this land in their lives, and if they are allowed to leave here, they really don't know what they can do?
For a while, the whole house fell into a sad mood of rabbit death and fox sadness, because everyone knew that they seemed to have a great advantage now, but they really didn't dare to take those policemen outside the ranch?
Because those people are law enforcement officers on behalf of Uncle Sam, they are the face of Uncle Sam, if they really move them, it will be easy to provoke Uncle Sam, in that case, in the end, the unlucky ones will be the big guys.
If Uncle Sam is really anxious, he can use any means, and their methods are not something that we ordinary people can withstand.
"But even if we know they're wrong, what can we do? Those guys, they must have called for reinforcements by this time, and it won't be long before those damn cops will be coming in from Bakersfield. How is it possible for us to stop those guys who are armed to the teeth? β
A relatively skinny guy sitting at a long table on the left-hand side said to the big guy that this man was Sam, a distant cousin of Cliff.
At this time, his pessimistic words represented the voices of many farmers present, and after hearing this, Crane had no clue, did he really just pull the big guy here and carry it hard?
But how long will it take to resist? How far does this matter have to go before it can end?
Kref felt a little pain in his brain, but at that moment, another voice sounded in the corner of the room.
"As far as I know, it seems that there is another truth to this."
Everyone looked up suddenly, looking in the direction of the sound, and when they saw the man sitting there, everyone couldn't help but laugh in their hearts, it turned out that the person who spoke was called Jerry. Collins, a greasy rice facet, also had a farm in the Red River Valley, but in the direction of Santa Barbara.
And this guy is different from all the farmers here, he is not the kind of guy who honestly runs the ranch, and always wants to make a fortune by some crooked ways, so he is very looked down upon by these farmers.
The relationship between Craeve and this guy has never been good, because this guy is not only an alternative among these ranchers, but most importantly, this guy is also his brother-in-law, a brother-in-law who is very unlikable to him.
This guy enlarged the belly of one of his sisters without the permission of their family, but it made the Bundy family very annoyed, and in the end, if it wasn't for his sister desperately protecting him, Kref wanted to abolish him at that time, and in the end he could only pinch his nose and endure it...