Bartley chose the wrong time to do business, even though he only sold his savings, a few mink coats and a small treasure in a suitcase.

But there is no way, he is old, and the two grandchildren want to eat.

San Francisco was not yet at war, but the influx of refugees caused merchants to triple the prices of various goods.

Bartley held his gun and sat in the rocking chair in the doorway.

"Hey, did you steal this Indian gold statue?"

Three or four guns came in through the window and pointed at the terrified two grandsons, and Bartley, who was shot in the abdomen but sat in a rocking chair.

"Good Samaritan, I'm just going to get a little food." Bartley is desperate, he might be able to take out the leader. But in exchange for the death of his own family.

Two days ago, his son was killed in this way, and his daughter-in-law was directly snatched away.

"Of course, I know, but your stuff was also stolen or stolen. This thing was covered in blood. "The white man at the head is dressed in police attire.

"I'll give you everything, but please leave us a little food." Bartley fought hard.

"Haha, old fellow, what about giving you food, you can't even keep the potatoes on your land. Sending you food can only save your life. The others laughed.

Ryan finally couldn't take it anymore, and everyone pulled out their guns. Ryan walked over with a pistol in a cowboy manner: "Hey, buddy, to keep someone alive is to keep yourself alive." ”

The shootout took place almost instantaneously.

Because Ryan and the others appeared, all six gunmen turned their guns. So Bartley shot off the head of the policeman who was still holding the golden statue at the door.

The sound of gunfire made people who were already very nervous raise their guns and shoot.

After a puff of gunsmoke. All six of them fell, but Ryan, who had not had time to react at the front, was also shot.

There were a lot of gunshots, but actually. At least three of the gunmen were under the guns of Tao Jing.

Ryan was still very vigilant, and he was lying on the ground the moment the gun went off, so he was just shot in the leg.

But it was Bartley who surprised everyone.

Bartley walked out the door with his gun in hand, gave a shot to each of the six gunmen who were still dying, and dragged their backpacks and all the valuables on them. And the muzzle of the gun is always aimed at Ryan, who is wrapped in the wound of Little Bilian.

"Thank you friends for your help, but I need these belongings." Bartley's pants were soaked red with blood, and his two grandsons, who were in their teens, rushed to help him collect his belongings.

"Old fellow. Put down your guns, we are your saviors, and I was injured for it. You should call the police. Let the police take care of the matter. Ryan doesn't care about his injury.

Bartley retrieved a badge from the corpse in the doorway and threw it to Ryan.

"Lovely lads. These people are the police, and you think the police can handle this? ”

"San Francisco, has it all become like this?" Ryan asked.

"You may be able to go to the Chinese's territory, which may be a little better." Bartley sat in the doorway. Kick the corpse down the stairs with your foot.

"Excuse me. Drag these bodies away. He gasped. His eyes were full of life, but there was a bit of madness in his calmness.

"That's what the Americans are." Tao Jing's earphones came from the voice of a companion.

Tao Jing didn't speak, because she had already seen the killing intent in Ryan's eyes.

"Old lady, I have to go, if possible, in the territory of the Chinese, we may be able to meet." Tao Jing said goodbye to the old lady.

Nanni saw that this little girl had too many miracles, so she was not worried that this child would be able to survive in this troubled world.

Tao Jing's expression was gloomy. Because she previously thought that not every American was unsalvageable. But her immediate boss is Liu Hui. Liu Hui said the Americans. Their culture is that of robbers and liars. Adults who have been nurtured by this culture have no need to be saved.

This is a very cruel conclusion. Will Liu Hui lie to people, no. Her eyes were blind, but her heart was clearer than anyone else.

San Francisco, the Wilson Rangers, had a division, but this division did not have a single horse, but a standard armored unit. They are raising vehicles to transport fuel volumes as their own logistics. The Wilson Rangers were the vanguard, followed by two corps and an army of about a million whites. They were ready to force their way through the combined area of the Cascay Mountains and the Sierra Nevada, through the Blackrock Desert to Ontario, where they would join the Second Army withdrawn from Portland. That would pose a threat to the Columbia Plains, the core of Seattle.

The General Staff had been planning this plan for a long time. They hoped to be able to seize the main Indian force and deliver a heavy blow, so as to gain a strategic advantage.

The regular army was followed by several large families and consortia of militias, which provided the army with all the munitions on the condition that they would take over the rich Colombian plain, a vast coalition of interests.

The torrent of steel went north against the flow of people. Cars along the way were either forcibly pushed down the side of the road or forcibly recruited into the army. Heavy machine guns were mounted on the compartments of these cars, and no one dared to resist in the face of the black muzzles. In this way, many people's property was taken away by the GIs and turned into private property.

"A light machine gun, 4,000 rounds of ammunition, 1,000 dollars, it's cheap." This is a deal between the regular army and the militias, but not between the regular army and the militias, but the other way around. The militia is more advanced and advanced than the regular army's guns, including vehicles. They are the living advertisements of the arms dealers, and the target is these newly formed cannon fodder units.

These soldiers can only rob the belongings of the common people, and then exchange them for guns and ammunition to use to save their lives on the battlefield.

In San Francisco, some enterprises under the control of conglomerates have been converted into arsenals. The big consortia can make contact with the high-level of the military departments of the navy and army, and the small consortia can only make small fights like this.

Some Chinese businessmen also started this business. It's just that the Chinese neighborhood is generally very conservative. Even Puyi's controlled areas were heavily guarded and began to sell guns and ammunition.

These consortia are not doing the business of the navy now, because the navy is now purely a loss-making business, and the warships are thrown into it, and they are quickly sunk and submerged in the sea. Without the business of the Navy, the huge productive forces were transferred to the Army.

Ryan still shoots Bartley, and is spurred on by a general's speech at the recruiting office. He and his three younger brothers joined the U.S. Army and were ready to go back to find trouble with the Indians and get promoted and rich.

The U.S. military that marched north has now expanded to 700,000. And Ontario, it is said that there are a concentration of a million young adults.

"What a big deal." Kennedy Sr. arranged for the members of the family to move east. The east is rich and beautiful, with the roots of the old family. So the key now is how to make enough money with this military operation.

"What are our chances of winning this war?"

"It doesn't matter if you win or not, these millions of people need food, clothing, guns and ammunition. As soon as the war began, the daily consumption of guns and ammunition was a figure you can't imagine. You're going to have to call in all the transport planes and passenger planes, and you're going to have to go through Ontario anyway. When it is really dangerous, it can withdraw to Birmingham and Atlanta. ”

Kennedy Sr. had a terrible voice of indifference.

"What are the chances that we will win this war?" Wilson asked his own staff committee.

"If you can find the main force of the Indians, the victory is easy. But the Indians were too cunning now, and the Second Army was no worse equipped than ours at that time, and there were many men, but it was driven out of Seattle little by little. The staff officer replied.

Wilson frowned: "How dangerous is this march?" ”

"It's not very dangerous, because some of the Indians' small sneak attacks are mainly based on arsenals and scattered troops. We are an armored unit, so we just need to mix the fuel convoy in the attack formation and rush forward together. There is no record of the Indians daring to attack such a large legion. The question is after arriving in Ontario. ”

"A million-strong army, crossing the Columbia River and attacking the plains, does not seem to be a big problem." Wilson laughed.

"Yes, we must strive to take the lead and forcibly occupy the richest place, otherwise we will not be able to account for the few families who support us."

In the camp of the US military, bonfires were lit, some soldiers were dancing with their female companions, and the sales vehicles were brightly lit. Crates of beer whiskey were consumed, and the faces of the merchants lit up with excitement. And the poor people who are still fleeing south have escaped the convoys and fled for their lives in the cold wind.

Inside a truck, Tao Jing silently watched the carnivaling soldiers outside the glass window.

"Why do they think this is a war that can be easily won?"

"Because of words and propaganda." Ling Xuehong pointed to a heavily guarded farm and said, "Because of the discourse power held by the military high-ranking and business leaders there, they created such a scam and sent these people to the battlefield to become cannon fodder. They are not soldiers, they are just ordinary people, they do not understand war, and they do not need to understand. ”

"Predictably, it will be a fiasco, enough to bring the entire American West to the ground. What can we do? ”

"When they fail, take in those children, the war should not fall on these children."

Ling Xuehong looked at the three or four abandoned babies in a corner of the car: "Mr. Zhang said that children are the hope of mankind. They are the only ones who can give the earth a new lease of life. Mr. Liu Hui has already prepared some shelters along the way. ”

"If we raid the command post, will we be able to stop this tragedy." Tao Jing couldn't bear it.

Ling Xuehong sighed: "The people in the command post can't decide anything, they are dead, and it is impossible to change any action, this is a share of spoils." (To be continued......)