One thousand eighty-six. Letter from the Negro!
The "Kasri College Incident" caused an uproar in Auckland. Everyone is anxiously waiting for the results.
Mayor Duira and Chief Douglas have rejected the possibility of negotiating with blacks, and a large number of police officers are in place. Assault is not what everyone wants to see. But now, at least, it doesn't seem to be going as everyone thinks.
The allotted hour passed quickly, and the blacks had no intention of surrendering.
Now, all eyes are on Mayor Duira and Director Douglas to test their response to the unexpected.
Without the slightest hesitation, Douglas gave his own order:
Storm!
Director Douglas knew very well what the consequences would be, but there was never in his mind that the possibility of negotiating with blacks would arise in his own right.
That would bring your reputation to shame.
The allotted time has come. General Douglas, having lost all patience, finally gave the order to storm. The hearts of all the people who are together in the episode around Kasri Academy are raised for fear of the worst thing happening.
A large number of armed police began to forcibly clear the roads blocked by black people, which in their opinion was not a particularly difficult thing to do. In a maximum of ten minutes, they can enter the interior of the Kasri Academy.
At this moment, a crisp gunshot rang out, and a policeman at the front screamed and fell to the ground with his arm clutched, which suddenly made the surroundings suddenly become chaotic.
Shots were fired - those blacks really shot! The police were lying on their stomachs on the ground. Listen to the wounded companion let out a wail beside him. They waited for a long time, and the second shot did not remember, and then they got up from the ground in fear. Hurriedly dragged the wounded policeman out of here.
The first assault failed without any suspense.
Mayor Duira and Director Douglas were in front of each other, and they never thought that those would dare to actually shoot. And, obviously, it was a warning shot, and the blacks seemed to be telling all the police not to try to enter the Kasri Academy lightly, or they would be hit. When the police were leaving, the blacks did not shoot again. This is to tell the white people the attitude of all the members of the "Black Panther Party".
"Chief Douglas, the blacks in the Kasri Academy are carrying weapons. Their marksmanship is accurate, but it's clear that they don't want to kill, so do you think a strong attack is the best option? ”
When the journalist asked the question. Director Douglas's face was rather ugly: "No. It was our police who bravely dodged the bullets, the assault will continue, and all the rioters will be dealt the heaviest blow by us, we will retaliate, and we will not negotiate with any rioters in any way! ”
He redeployed himself, and this time he no longer dared to underestimate the black people in the Kasri Academy. They have guns, and they have snipers in good positions, which can make it difficult to storm later.
He quickly got people in a suitable position to shoot. From there, you can see the whole Kasri Academy, where two policemen with accurate marksmanship stay with snipers. Capture every possible target.
However, Commissioner Douglas and all the police officers still don't know what kind of formidable opponent they are facing. Not those blacks, by no means. Any member of the "Black Panther Party" can only shoot indiscriminately with a gun, and they will never have such excellent shooting skills.
That's Khufu. Naderman and several of his companions, the German "Brandenburg Commandos", were carefully selected to rush to the United States to assist Paris in a series of operations with the best special forces.
- A group of professional soldiers!
Naderman saw some light flickering on the building opposite, and he soon realized that the Americans had snipers there as well. However, in the eyes of Naderman and his companions, the sniper on the opposite side has no comparison with himself at all, more like a group of rookies who have never been on the battlefield. He remembered what Mr. Paris had told him not to kill anyone, or it would hurt the plan below.
Naderman once again raised the sniper infantry that Mr. Paris had carefully prepared for them......
......
Hult and Yaz didn't take the mission given to them by Director Douglas too seriously, those didn't have any combat power, they just needed light aiming, light shooting, and then they could scare off all the.
"Holt, I said, my wife prepared a pretty good dinner tonight......"
Before Yaz could make his invitation, suddenly a "bang" gunfire rang out in front of him, and the bullet fell right next to him, and Yaz was so frightened that he quickly ducked to the ground. However, gunshots rang out one after another around them, and the suppressed Hott and Yaz couldn't look up at all......
"Damn, they want to kill us!"
"No, no, they're not prepared to kill us, they're warning us!" Hort's experience is still a little more sufficient: "Get out of here, Yaz, get out of here quickly, I think they won't be merciful in their next shot!" ”
The gunfire suddenly stopped for a moment...... The two poor snipers, Hult and Yaz, left the place in disarray......
......
Director Douglas didn't expect such a thing to happen, God, the who occupied the Kasri Academy still have such good marksmen?
The preparations for the second assault were complete, but at this moment Director Douglas was hesitating...... The thorough preparation of those blacks and their strength made the director faintly worried......
"Director, kidnapped student Dove. Miles' father, Mr. Miles, came. ”
Director Douglas froze and greeted Mr. Miles politely. This Mr. Myers was a tycoon in the city of Auckland with a huge fortune when Duira was running for mayor. It was Mr. Myers who donated a large amount of campaign money.
Miles came with his wife, who was crying all the time, and could tell that Miles was trying to control his emotions: "Douglas, I think we're friends, aren't we?" ”
"Ah, yes, Mr. Myers, both Mr. Mayor and I are your friends."
"So. As your friend, I think I have to make some pleas for you......" Miles' voice was not very loud, "My children are in Kasri Academy now, and there are many more children like Dove. The demands of the blacks are not excessive, so why can't they be granted? We must take responsibility for the lives of our children. ”
Director Douglas immediately said, "Mr. Myers. Listen to me, I have carefully discussed the possibility of negotiations with Mr. Mayor, but we agreed that there must be no negotiation of any kind with the Negroes, otherwise it would cause a series of chaos in the future. Have you ever thought about it? If this precedent is set. Then any demand of the black man will be satisfied in such a violent form...... Mr. Myers, I can fully understand your inner anxiety, but for the sake of the city of Auckland, we should not allow those terrible things to happen in our hands in the future. ”
Miles fell silent, although he wanted to rescue his son immediately, but there was some truth in Douglas's words...... He is a very calm man, and although he is anxious about his son's abduction, it does not cause the city of Auckland to be thrown into chaos......
"I think you convinced me." Miles sighed, "But you have to promise me. No student at Kasri Academy should be harmed! ”
"I promise, I promise to get everyone out safely!" Miles said solemnly.
Once again, the police were gathered. This time they were clearly much more prepared, with armed policemen watching the movement in Kasri Academy vigilantly, and an excavator ready to start.
"Let's go!"
When Commissioner Douglas gave the order, the Oakland City Police Department's second assault on Kasri College began!
The excavator roared, its heavy, massive body digging through the barricades set up by the blacks. Looking at this methodical everything, a smile appeared on the corner of Director Douglas's mouth.
And on the commanding heights of Kasri Academy, Naderman also smiled. He made a gesture to his companion next to him, who quickly pulled out a bazooka.
"Give them another welcome ceremony?"
"Yes, give them another welcome that they won't forget......"
......
There was a mess all around, and everyone was stunned to see what had just happened.
No one can believe it, absolutely no one can believe it. Damn, damn it, those blacks who are entrenched in Kasri's academy still have bazookas! Where did these blacks get these powerful weapons?
Obviously, they still showed mercy, the rockets did not directly destroy the excavator, and the people in charge of the excavator would definitely not survive. The driver was only slightly injured, and this fright made the poor guy not dare to board his excavator again anyway......
Mayor Duira and Director Douglas looked at each other...... This is when they begin to have the strongest fears......
"Mr. Mayor, I just received a letter from a black man to the newspaper." Suddenly, Brown, the chief reporter for the Oakland Newspaper, said loudly in front of everyone: "I believe it is necessary for all of us to know what is written in this letter." I'll read each one out carefully! ”
He didn't pay any attention to Duira's ugly countenance, but read it aloud:
"We wear a mask of wry laughter and lying, it covers our cheeks, it covers our eyes. With broken and bleeding hearts and mouths containing countless cunning mouths, we smile to pay for the sins of mankind. Why is it that this world is so extremely clever that it can count all our tears and sighs? No, let them see us only when we are wearing masks......
Gentlemen and ladies. Our American Dream is not complicated, we just want to make it humane, bread and butter, free and equal. But now we can't even fulfill even the simplest of dreams. From the end of the Second World War to the present. Black people continue to suffer injustice in both the South and the North of the United States...... There are still 15 million blacks in the South, and there has been no fundamental change in racial relations. The principle of 'separate but equal' sounds high-sounding, but the reality is 'separate and unequal'. Strict racial segregation is still practiced in schools, restaurants, movie theaters, libraries, restrooms, and even cemeteries in many southern states and localities. For example, in the waiting rooms of train stations specially designed for black people, they are clearly labeled "Waiting Rooms for Colored People" and "For White People Only - Women's Restrooms." In addition, blacks in the South enjoyed low-quality public schools, health insurance, and public housing. There is not a single black police officer in the southernmost states. There are only a handful of black lawyers. 'Whites can steal or abuse any Negro without fear of any reprisals, because blacks cannot ask for protection from the police and the courts'.
Blacks were largely disenfranchised. Late 40s of the 20th century. Only 1 in 10 black Southerners are eligible to vote, and they are predominantly urban dwellers. White governments at all levels have denied almost all blacks the right to vote through a combination of legal and extra-legal measures. Election taxes, all-white primaries, and discriminatory strict registration reinforce a societal belief that elections are only white people's business. Blacks who dared to insist on exercising their right to vote faced physical torture – beatings, shooting, lynching. This is more common in remote agricultural areas.
Blacks can't shake hands with whites. No white people's homes through the front door, and no white people are allowed to speak in formal settings. In such a harsh environment, blacks rely to a considerable extent on patience and tenacity to maintain survival and self-respect, and learn the skills to hide their minds and endure humiliation in the face of whites......"
The surroundings began to fall silent, and only Brown's voice rang out there:
"We're not trying to ask too much for ourselves, we're just trying to get the most basic power for ourselves, but obviously we can't even do that. Yes. We have taken over the Kasri Academy, but we have been so angry and retaliated against for our actions. The reason is very simple, just because we are all black. What if it's white? We remember very vividly that in 1962, Mildis, a retired Air Force veteran, wanted to enroll in the University of Mississippi as the first black student. Governor Barnett disobeyed the federal court's order to deny Mildis admission to school. President William's request for the governor's protection of Mildis was politely denied by the governor, and he had to send 500 federal law enforcement officers to the campus. The governor called for resistance to 'America's oppressive power' over the radio. Thousands of angry whites, many of them armed, surrounded the campus. Two people were killed and 160 law enforcement officers were injured in the night's violent clashes, 28 of them from gunshot wounds. But these rioting whites were not punished in any way......"
"Enough, enough!" Mayor Duira angrily interrupted Brown: "It's nonsense, it's nonsense!" ”
He had a panic that made him feel more fear than the failure of the attack just now. He was very sure that, with the cultural qualities of the "Black Panther Party", they would never have been able to write such an extremely inflammatory letter. There must be a special organization that is there to make this happen......
"I think the black people's faith is all right." Brown is very brave at this moment: "Should we reflect on what we have done? Should we pause and listen to the voices of black people? In some ways, we may have gone too far. Should we empower blacks more? Should we sit down with the black people and have a quiet talk? Their demands are not excessive, they are just fighting for the basic right to exist that they deserve. ”
Duira's eyes were fixed on the reporter: "Mr. Brown, I know you, you have spoken openly for black people on many occasions, and now it is nothing more than another repeat. But I must make it clear again that in the Kasri Academy, there are no ordinary black people, they are thugs, they are a group of kidnappers, as the mayor of this city, I will never have any negotiations with any mob, you are on the side of the journalist, and I am on the side of a mayor! These are two very different positions. No, never! ”
Duira looked almost out of control: "No negotiation can exist!" Do you see that the thugs in the academy are well-armed, and they are trying to kill every white of us, including you, Mr. Brown. I would never let such a tragedy happen in my city! ”
However, he didn't really have any confidence when he said these things. He knew very well that if the incident was not resolved quickly, the situation would only escalate and become out of control. He had been informed that the blacks in Oakland were trying to give the "Black Panther Party" the strongest possible support.
If that happens, it will be terrible! The whole city of Auckland will be in chaos.
No one can take such responsibility.
I would never be the sinner who indulged the black mob! (To be continued......)