Chapter 129: Siege
Near noon, Kaiming woke up in his sleep, his thighs wrapped in several circles of gauze, tightly bound to his blood vessels, and his feet were numb. He untied the knot on his feet, and Angel came in with a bowl of fish porridge.
"Don't move, the wound isn't healed yet. She put the porridge on the table and moved to the bedside.
"It's tied up so tightly that I'm going to have to let the blood drain a bit. β
"Sorry, it's the first time I've bandaged someone. She took the bandage, lowered her head, and said, "Kaiming, let's leave, it's too dangerous here." I've been in a state of uneasiness since you got hurt. β
He shook her hand, "Don't be nervous, it's just a little injury." Now that the world is chaotic, it's not safe to go there, so at least stay here without worrying about food. "If you leave now, the fat man will not be able to hold this place.
She didn't say anything more, probably knowing that with an injured man, the chances of surviving outside were even lower. The reason why the murderers of the Black Panther Gang attacked here three times and twice must have taken a fancy to the resources here, which shows from the side that the living environment outside is very bad.
Kaiming took out a pistol and handed it to Angel, "I'm injured now and can't take care of you, you have to protect yourself." β
She nodded, listening to him explain how to use the pistol one by one, at least knowing how to open the safety and how to pull the trigger on the other party when facing the bandits.
Xiao Ya held the rifle and walked back and forth in front of the barbed wire, before the morning, he didn't know how to use the gun in his hand, and under the guidance of the fat man, he shot a few times at the tree pole, and finally got the hang of it, but the terrible recoil made his shoulders blue. If it were Angel instead, she would have shaken the gun handle if she didn't fall to the ground, and she was far from the rural women who had been working in the fields since she was a child.
Kaiming was wounded, and the fat man could only be stationed alone until dawn, leaving the woman in charge of patrolling during the day. The corpse outside the door had been pulled nearby for burial, but the blood stains on the ground were shining in the sun, emitting a fishy smell, and the wreckage of the car was quietly parked at the door, becoming a barricade.
The daughter was picking beans in the vegetable field, she was seven years old, and if it hadn't been for the crash, she would have reached the age of elementary school, and the poor child did not know that her father had been buried on the opposite hill.
I've never thought about killing anyone in my life, but for her sake, I won't hesitate to pull the trigger on the bad guys, which is the courage that only I have as a mother.
Barking
The white dog behind him barked, not daring to approach the barbed wire, barking outside from a distance of one meter.
It doesn't scream, it must smell threats.
Xiao Ya leveled the barrel of the gun, her eyes were aimed at the grass outside, and when she heard the sound of broken footsteps, a woman came into sight, wearing a thin black tank top, jeans underneath, and flat sneakers covered with mud.
The woman staggered in the scorching sun, plopped, and collapsed at the gate of the camp.
Xiaoya looked left and right, there was no one else around, opened the electric gate, and squatted down to check the woman's situation.
"Hey, wake up. β
She fainted, and if she left it alone, it wouldn't take an hour before she would dry out.
Xiaoya called Angel and carried her back to the resort house, poured some water into her chapped lips, and after a few minutes, she opened her eyes.
"Who are you?" she said softly, with weak hands and feet.
Xiaoya held her hand and said, "Don't be nervous, you faint at the door, we will move you into the house." β
The woman's name is Ye Wen, she is a villager who lives nearby, there are only five people left in the village after the ice disaster, and the night before yesterday, a group of people came, driving a car, holding a gun, and robbing all the food in the village. She hid in the cellar and witnessed the villagers being shot and killed.
Listening to her, the leader of the gang had a scar on his face. She squatted in the field, and because she was too hungry to come out in search of food, she fainted at the door of the camp.
"It must be the Black Panthers, these murderers take advantage of the chaos to rob and kill people everywhere. Angel said.
Brought Ye Wen a bowl of porridge, she didn't have any leftovers, and she was also a hard-working woman, separated from her relatives in her twenties, and lived alone in the world.
Angel offered to leave her in the camp, with the food supply here, it would be no problem to have one more resident, but the owner of the camp was fat, so he was qualified to decide whether Ye Wen would stay or not.
He was on his lunch break, and he would wait until he woke up to make a decision.
At the White House, Woods was reviewing documents, the hands-free on his desk was turned on, and the assistant said the secretary of state was waiting outside the door.
"Please come in. β
The door opened, and Eri came in with a pile of papers, he was a big man of 1.9 meters tall, with short silver hair, and his pace was always fast.
"Wu Zi, these are all casualty reports after the disaster. He placed the foot-thick paper on the table and stood aside until the vice president motioned for him to sit down.
"How's it going out there?"
Eary frowned and replied: "Three-fifths of the people died in the disaster, all the fields and crops died, and the existing materials were not enough to supply the basic food of the people, because of the armed fires in the states that grabbed the resources. β
"Don't we still have a national emergency stockpile?" In order to deal with natural disasters, the government will reserve food and daily necessities every year.
Eri's eyes sank, and he replied for a long time: "Yesterday, a criminal gang called the Black Panther Gang attacked the emergency storage depot, and all the supplies in it were looted. Based on the existing food in the White House, we will not survive this year's Thanksgiving. β
With a phone call away, countries around the world are suffering from food shortages, and no one wants to lend their precious resources.
"Now we can only get the lost food back from the Black Panther Gang as soon as possible, Erie, go and notify the Department of Defense and let David come to the White House. β
"Yes. β
He stepped out of his chair and walked briskly to the door, hearing the rumbling sound of machinery outside. He stopped, glanced at Wu Zi, who was deeply browed, and slowly walked to the window, "He...... Here it comes. β
When his eyes widened, a beam of infrared light shone on the center of his eyebrows...... The bullet shattered glass, passed through his skull, and sank into the wall behind him.
Wootz lay down under the table and looked out the window, and Ellie, who had bullet holes all over his body, fell to the ground, his eyes staring at the ceiling motionless.
The bullet that caused the bloody hole in his forehead was at least seven millimeters in caliber, and the machine gun was too heavy to be held, and was usually mounted on a vehicle or tank. The mechanical noise just now was undoubtedly caused by the friction between the tracks and the ground when the tank was moving, and I slept listening to this noise for many days and nights during my service in Iraq.
Boom
The office door fell, and two men in suits with pistols rushed in, stepping on broken glass, stepping over Erie's body, the whole man lying on the vice president's back.
When the gunfire outside stopped, one of the pistols held by one was alert to the surroundings, and the other helped the vice president up, "Are you hurt? Can you walk?"
"I'm fine, I'll go see Eri first. β
"He's dead, it's dangerous here, we'll cover your departure, Mr. Vice President. β
The three of them passed by the window and saw a tank parked on the lawn of the White House, with a gray livery and a blue star military insignia, which was the main battle tank of the US Marine Corps!
The armored turret turned slowly, the muzzle of the gun aimed at the man in the window.
"Lie down. β
Before he could react, the two bodyguards behind him pressed up and covered the vice president with their bodies.
rumble
The shells pierced through the windows and exploded on the walls of the room, and the heat wave with billowing smoke and dust poured through the nostrils, and the chest cavity was stuffy, and the person appeared to suffocate briefly.
The man behind him howled, rolled on the ground with shrapnel in his back.
An official wearing a walkie-talkie walked in the door, "Vice President, get out of here." β
The vice president's ears were ringing, and he opened his voice and asked, "Guard, what's going on?" I need more information. β
The guard said as he walked: "The military has mutinied, they have surrounded the White House with tanks, sir, please follow, we evacuate from the emergency channel." β
The two walked down the stairs and ran through an underground passage.
Woohoohoo...... It's the roar of fighter jets!
The ground shook violently, the cement block of the ceiling peeled off, and a small-diameter drill landed in front of the passage. The guard pounced in reverse, and the blast tore through his clothes, and he closed his eyes and never opened them again.
Pushing away the corpse that had been pressed against him, the passage was filled with dust, and the collapsed concrete blocks blocked the way out, and he walked back, met Magis and Walter, who rushed to the ground, and with the help of the two, he returned to the surface and entered the house in the central part of the White House, where the four walls were covered with armor and could withstand ordinary shells.
In a corner of the house, two liaison officers sat in front of a computer, radio lights flashing, and officials gathered to see through a large screen a line of tanks outside the White House, an armored car stopped at the door, and behind the heavily armed soldiers, a middle-aged man in an officer's uniform stepped out of the armored car.
"David!" everyone recognized the current Minister of Defense.
He took out his mobile phone and pressed it, the emergency phone in the room rang, everyone got out of the way, Wu Zi walked over and grabbed the microphone: "David, what are you doing?"
"I'm sorry, Woods, but Mr. President has something to say to you. β
Davy handed his hand to a man in a suit behind him, and he walked to the door of the White House and stared at the surveillance camera, "Woods, you're fired." β
"George ......"
"You have ten minutes to come out and surrender, or the special forces will rush in and execute you for treason. β
"You're crazy..... Hey, George ......"
Wu Zi put down the phone and glanced at the officials behind him, but everyone didn't say a word.
George looked up at his watch, and five minutes later, there was silence in the White House, and he turned around and asked the man with the pipe in his mouth, "Do you think he will obediently hand over the White House?"
Patch spat out a cigarette in his mouth, smiled and said, "Woods is smarter than you, he will not make a sacrifice for nothing, and now that we are in the city, he can't refuse." β
George shrugged, "Except he's smarter than me, basically agreeing with you." β
The officials looked at each other, and everyone frowned, "Fight with them." Someone gritted his teeth and said, all eyes turned to Woods' back.
He turned around, crossed his hands on his hips, and said, "Walter, you go out with me." β
Walter squeezed his way out of the crowd with a black box and followed Woods quickly.
Walking out of the door, the sun narrowed his eyes, and two heavily armed soldiers rushed up, cold handcuffs on their wrists, "Wu Zi, you plot a coup d'Γ©tat, and you will be supervised by the military." β
"Soldier, do you still have relatives?"
"Yes. β
"Go home and go with them, this country is going to perish. β
"Sorry, please get in the car, be careful with your head ......"