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The people upstairs agreed to surrender, and I shouted, "Then everyone walks down with their hands raised." Don't do anything that makes me misjudge! ”

"Okay, okay, we're down." Footsteps sounded on the stairs, and someone walked down. I ordered the Japanese: "Don't shoot at random, we need these hostages!" ”

The two Japanese nodded in understanding. At this time, the gunfire outside the building also fell down. Seven white men walked down the stairs with their hands raised and stood in a row in the hallway at the signal of our guns. I asked, "Is there anyone else upstairs?" ”

A tall bearded man in the middle said with a strange face, "All my people are here." There was no threat to the rest of the people upstairs. ”

What do you mean? There is no time to ask what is going on, and it is most urgent to stop the militias outside from continuing to fight us. I asked my captive, "Who of you is the leader?" ”

The bearded man said, "I am." ”。 I ordered him: "Report your identity." ”

"Militia Commander, Lee. Ekka. After saying this, the beard asked, "Will you be able to keep your promise?" ”

I said, "Of course." Are the militias in the neighborhood with you? ”

"Yes," said Ekka. I know what you want. I had already asked them to back down and get out of the battle before I surrendered. But if they find that you are not keeping your promises, they will attack you again. ”

Hehe, I don't believe that their militia has a large number of heavy weapons, and it is very likely that their heavy weapons are concentrated in this villa. Having lost their heavy weapons, what will they use to attack us? It's completely lustful! I asked the boar from the intercom, "How are you doing there?" ”

The boar replied: "Those militias retreated. Big Eyes has already received the person you brought out. ”

I told him, "Don't chase after him. I may have captured their leaders, and they may be honest for a while. ”

The boar said twice, "Then we can leave quickly?" ”

I said, "yes." But you should send someone to me first, there are quite a few cars here. That way we won't be too crowded on the way back. ”

As I was talking, Marjola's voice cut in: "Raven, you should go up to the third floor to have a look." ”

I immediately signaled to the Japanese to take a good look at our captives, and the two Japanese immediately stared at the bloody red eyes and almost pressed the bloody bayonets against the captives' chests. Although the six captives were all wearing bulletproof vests, they involuntarily shrank back. But Ikeka still said to me out loud, "Hey, who are you?" We have something to talk about! ”

I looked back and said, "I'll talk about it when I have time." Then I reminded the Japanese: "Be optimistic about them." But remember that they are still useful. ”

Hearing this, the murderous aura in the eyes of the Japanese subsided a little, and I ran up to the third floor quickly with confidence. Marjola and Powell were standing outside a doorway, and Powell saw me blowing a whistle. I looked into the house and saw two angry white women tied to the big bed with ropes and knew what the militia had done. These militiamen are here to look at the scenery and do this kind of thing, and they have good taste.

Marjora raised her chin to signal that there were still people in the other rooms, and I felt that I didn't have to look at it to know what it was, so I said, "Let the people go and let them go on their own." ”

Unexpectedly, a beautiful woman tied to the bed shouted: "You are James. Plum? Is that you? Help me, I'm Daisy. Makan! We've met! ”

Daisy. Makan? It's a familiar name. I remember, supermodel, I saw Jennifer when I was a flower messenger.

Before I could make a move, Powell had already leaned over: "Daisy. Makan? You really are Daisy. Makan? Isn't it the same name as a supermodel? ”

It's all like this, Daisy still puffed up her chest arrogantly: "Haven't you seen my photos?" Who has such a pair of mothers**? Let go of me! ”

I was also speechless, and turned around to go back to the second floor to continue interrogating Ikeka. Marjora grabbed me, pointed to the backyard and said, "There's still there." ”

I looked out of the shattered window into the backyard. The yard is not small, with a lawn and garden close to the building, and a huge swimming pool near the edge. Originally, this yard would be beautiful, but now there are more than a dozen corpses thrown on the lawn and swimming pool, which completely spoils the atmosphere. Judging by the size and clothing of these corpses, they were all wealthy and high-status people, and the scars on their bodies indicate that they were tortured before they died.

Majora told me: "There are also such corpses in the room on the first floor. If those people killed them, those people should not be forgiven. ”

I don't know what the situation will be in the future. If order is restored in the future, will anyone be held accountable for the killing of prisoners? When it comes to racial issues in the United States, there is no wind and waves, so I hurriedly told him to stop: "I just keep my promises, not forgive them." And they should be handed over to the judge for judgment, shouldn't they? Or to kill them you need to run into them next time. This is the only way to do it. Now our priority is to get out of here safely. ”

Marjora sighed regretfully and stopped talking. I was about to descend to the second floor when I heard cheers, and looking through a blasted window facing the villa gate, the longbowmen had led people into the courtyard of the villa, where they were heckling a few sports cars downstairs. When we burst into the villa just now, we didn't have time to notice that these BMWs, Bugatti, Porsche, and Ferrari were now thrown in the front yard with such a disgraced face. Shaw stood in front of a Bugatti that had been almost halved in half by a Gatling gun, cursing the man who had ruined the car. What a child.

Hearing Daisy yelling in the room, I was afraid that Powell would be confused and hurriedly wanted to go back to have a look, but I saw Daisy rushing out of the room with a slimy body. I poked my head into the room to see the time, and Powell was pulling a sheet to wrap around another woman. Seeing me, Powell made an innocent expression and said that it was none of his business.

Now the second floor was full of Daisy's scolding, and I went downstairs with curiosity to see Daisy pinching Ekka's neck and yelling, Ekka's face was flushed, and between her legs was hunched like a shrimp, and she had no power to resist.

Oh, this sturdy woman is avenging herself. But why is she shouting "account" and "password"? What's going on?

He can't be allowed to beat Ikeka to death. Because I didn't have a good impression of her, I went up and grabbed her by the hair and dragged her away, but a Japanese man immediately stopped her. Ikeka took the opportunity to say to me: "We need to talk, something very important, we need to talk about it alone. ”

This guy is like this and still wants to talk to me, what the hell does he want to talk about? He succeeded in piquing my curiosity. So I dragged him into a room, closed the door that had been blown up by the grenade, and said, "Okay, we can talk." ”

Ekka hunched over and said, "Can you tell me who you are?" ”

I asked rhetorically, "Does it matter?" Why do you always want to know who we are? ”

Ekka grinned and said with an expression of not knowing whether to cry or laugh, "You are not going to tell me your identity, which means that you really didn't want to kill me. This reassures me. But the next thing we're going to talk about is that it's better to know each other's identities. ”

Seeing that I did not respond, he continued: "The purpose of our militia is to preserve the glory of the superior nation. We have a large number of adherents and can quickly rally tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands. We have a strong fighting ability, and even if the army quells the rebellion, the government will have to rely on our organization to govern it in the future. Why don't you believe it? ”

Defending the glory of the superior nation is the slogan of neo-Nazi organizations. Since the collapse of the Soviet Union, neo-Nazi forces in the United States have become legitimate, and after years of development, more and more organizations have been formed, and due to the economic downturn, a large number of whites who are dissatisfied with the status quo have joined neo-Nazi organizations, and there are a large number of advocates who have not joined the organization. So if Ikeka is indeed a neo-Nazi, he is not lying.

But I said, "Aren't you Nazis?" Say that you have a large number of adherents among whites of European origin, I believe, but say that strong fighting power? Hehe. ”

"It was an accident," Ikeka said. One is that I thought you were Mexicans at first, but I didn't expect that you and Mexicans had a completely different style; The second is because we haven't completed the integration yet, and there are still problems with the coordination, otherwise it wouldn't be what it is now. ”

There is some truth to that. If the militia of the other villas were really with Ikeka and supported Ikeka earlier, it would be really hard to say who would have killed him. So I didn't refute him.

Ekka continued: "Once we're done with the integration, it won't be what it is today. We will have a strong armed force and talents from all walks of life who can influence American society. ”

At this point, Ikeka saw that I had no intention of refuting and continued, "I think you are very good warriors, and I hope you can join our organization. "Mobile phone users, please browse m. to read, a better reading experience.