Chapter 4 Reality: The Clash Between White and Black 1
Introduction:
Halfway through our journey, I found myself in a gloomy forest, because the straight road had disappeared.
- The Divine Comedy
Reality New York Court
The bleak daylight poured through the gray clouds on the white roof of the courthouse, and a few lone birds flew across the sky, their falling feathers gently brushing the cold eaves and landing in front of the court, where twelve long white pillars stood. The whitewashed building, with a bit of impersonal coldness, the high flag symbolizes the supremacy of justice, and the sunlight brushes the rough walls, leaving a slanted shadow on the white floor tiles.
Seven or eight SWAT officers stood at gunpoint next to three black escort vans, looking at the people around them with grim expressions. Wearing helmets and numbered body armor, they stood by the black escort van and looked well-trained, ready to carry out the task of escorting the convicted criminals to the place of execution.
They and the courts behind them are symbols of the country's laws.
Under the constraints of the law, no one can act arbitrarily, and any act that violates the law and endangers national security must be punished.
Their existence is the embodiment of the law, and people can see the supreme majesty of the law at a glance.
This is the real society, where the binding force and coercive force of the law are everywhere, and there is nothing to hide from any illegal and criminal activities. It is precisely under the guarantee of such coercive force that the state can operate smoothly like a complex machine, and provide a bright future for the progress of human society.
"Gla......"
The doors of the courthouse were slowly pushed open, and the dust floating in the air disturbed and fell into the shadows of the courthouse hall.
A pair of worn cloth shoes stepped through the dust, and a man dressed in prisoner's clothing walked out of the courthouse door. He had short curly hair, thin cheeks, dark blue eyes that flashed a little cunning, scarred hands and feet were shackled, and he was escorted by special police officers on both sides, and walked down the steps step by step towards the escort car.
……
[Criminal, Theo Howard, male, 39 years old, former leader of a transnational criminal syndicate]
[Charges: Possession of guns, drug trafficking, kidnapping, arms trafficking, intentional homicide, use of weapons of mass destruction, and engaging in terrorist activities resulting in the death of a person, etc.]
[Sentenced to life imprisonment]
[In order to protect the basic rights of citizens to the greatest extent and reflect humanitarianism, after discussion, the "life imprisonment" was changed to be sent to the "Minghe system" for punishment]
[The criminal and his verdict are hereby transferred to the "Cole" biotechnology company for execution of the verdict]
……
He still remembers the sound when the judge smashed the hammer down and the final word was heard.
With such a soft sound, it was decided that he would be transferred to that virtual punishment system, and he would never even be able to leave.
“……”
The felon, known as Theo, paused slightly in front of the escort car, and he looked up at the sunlight that was gradually obscured by dark clouds, and there was a terrible chill in his narrow eyes.
Then, he was pushed into the No. 2 escort car by the escort SWAT next to him.
There is a lot of space in the escort car, and the left side near the driver's seat is enclosed by a black iron railing to enclose a boxy area, and on both sides of the detention area are the seats of the escort personnel, so that the prisoners can be monitored 24 hours a day.
"Click. Click. ”
The escort SWAT secured his handcuffs and leg cuffs to the bars of the car, and then closed the door of the bars, and he was locked in the cage of the car.
After all four escort SWAT officers got into the car, the escort car started. In addition to the four special police officers escorting with guns in the car, the No. 1 escort car and the No. 3 escort car were followed in front of and behind the main escort car, one in front of the other, and there were four special police officers in each car to escort the felon.
"Brush-pull—"
Black wheels ran over the asphalt, and three escort vans drove across the city's main thoroughfare, heading for the other end of New York.
Theo, who was locked in the escort car, glanced slightly at the four SWAT officers beside him, one of whom was looking up and talking to him for a few seconds, exchanging glances.
The corners of his mouth appeared as if there was a curvature, Theo lowered his head, as if carelessly fiddling with his handcuffs, but out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the high-rise buildings flashing outside the gray car window, and silently counted the neighborhoods he passed by in his heart.
"It's almost there......" he muttered.
Just as the three escort cars passed by a Mediterranean restaurant and turned right at the intersection, one of the escort special police officers in the No. 2 escort car suddenly raised a gun and fired at the surrounding colleagues, and the other three escorts were caught off guard and were hit by bullets, one of them was shot through the neck and died on the spot, and the remaining two were only hit a few steps back by the impact of the bullet because they were wearing bulletproof vests, and crashed into the carriage, and the escort car shook a little because of this change, and almost hit the traffic light at the intersection. The SWAT who was driving turned around and saw the mutineer hit the neck of another SWAT with the back seat of the gun, and put it against the car, the other SWAT got up to fight back, but the rebel dodged the attack, the rebel punched the SWAT in the face, the SWAT took a few steps back, and the hat fell at his feet, which gave the rebel a chance, he withdrew the gun, raised the gun and shot the SWAT, and reflexively dealt with the other, and immediately bloodied the car.
Sudden fusion, the driver of the No. 2 escort car picked up the walkie-talkie in a panic and contacted the front and rear cars.
"Car No. 1, Car No. 3, Car No. 2 are abnormal, Car No. 2 is abnormal, request for support......"
Before he could finish speaking, the sound of a pistol loading sounded behind him.
The driver felt a chill in the back of his head, and then a gunshot rang out in the No. 2 escort car.
"Squeak—"
The No. 2 escort car suddenly lost control and crashed towards the two buses in front of the intersection!
"When-" knocked the previous bus into deformation, only to hear the citizens in the bus exclaim, and the next moment, the bus directly flipped to the ground, and the side wheels turned towards the sky.
Escort car No. 1 and escort car No. 3 hurriedly stopped next to escort car No. 2, and eight escort special police officers got out of the two escort cars and surrounded escort car No. 2 with guns.
"Escort car No. 2, escort car No. 2, you have been surrounded, disarm and surrender as soon as possible!"
The SWAT shouted over the walkie-talkie into the No. 2 escort car.
At this time, four black cars rushed out from the other side of the intersection, surrounding the personnel of the No. 1 escort car and the No. 3 escort car, the windows of the four black cars were pressed down, and the muzzles of 20 impact rifles with black holes stretched out of the car and aimed at the escort personnel present.
Theo, who was sitting in the No. 2 escort car, unhurried to untie the handcuffs and shackles with the help of the rebels, he smiled faintly, and looked up at the surrounded policemen outside the window: "Oh? Who is surrounding whom now? ”
"Bang bang bang-"
For a time, there was a lot of gunfire at the intersection in the city center!
One by one, the SWAT officers were shot and fell, blood splattered at the intersection.
Pedestrians on both sides were in no hurry to dodge, screaming and fleeing in all directions, and the vehicles that were originally parked at the intersection also turned around, and those suburban buses parked on the side of the road waiting for passengers to board the bus also planned to leave the place of right and wrong.
The entire streets of New York were engulfed in chaotic shootouts.
The shootout lasted for a minute and did not stop until all the escorting policemen were shot several times and killed on the spot.
After the last gunshot stopped, a young man aboard one of the black sedans, pulled open the bullet-damaged door of the No. 2 escort car, picked up a man wearing a black hood and a black and white striped prison uniform, got into the black car, and drove away. Immediately, the remaining three black sedans followed, followed by the black sedan led by the leader, leaving the intersection and heading in the direction of the cross-river bridge.
Just as the four cars were far away, next to the intersection, a criminal minion disguised as a pedestrian dialed his mobile phone-
"Theo has been rescued, a total of four black cars, in the direction of Cape Hunter South Park."
Just after the shootout on the streets of New York ended, the police at the New York Police Department arrived belatedly.
The police car flashing red and blue lights hurriedly surrounded the intersection, and several police officers got out of the police car and pulled the line at the intersection to protect the body at the scene for the follow-up clean-up work.
"Squeak......
Not far from the intersection, a bus started slowly, carrying a full car of citizens, heading in the opposite direction to the bridge.
On the bus, a man in a black jacket sat by the window, his left shoulder leaning against the window, raising his hand to lower the peaked cap, but it did not hide the curvature of the corners of his mouth under the brim, that trace of curvature, with contempt, with contempt, but also with a little bit of victorious joy.
At the same time, a plainclothes policeman sitting in the back row was staring at the man with a peaked cap, he took out his mobile phone, turned it to silent, and sent a message to his colleagues at the New York Police Department -
"I'm Adam, and I'm on the bus."