Chapter 533: Little Bad Seed
In backward and ignorant places, force is always the first way to solve problems.
When the news of the conflict between Han Yi and the Freedom Front alliance was received, all the forces in Sagarata began to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.
They knew there was going to be a good show ahead.
Sure enough, on the morning of August 2, the Freedom Front coalition did not even negotiate, and went directly to the slums in the southwest with weapons and equipment.
But there were a lot of Chinese there, and in order to prevent a large-scale bloody conflict, the presidential office called the Freedom Front coalition to ask them to restrain a little.
As soon as the phone was put down, even more terrifying news came.
The Tusango tribe, which has been huddled in the east of Norris, has a large number of people gathered in Gakhana, and it is estimated that there will be no less than 5,000 people.
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"Hurry up, call that old fellow in Harbard, is he crazy?" said Sagarata President "Ethan Longfellow," roaring loudly.
Just kidding, the entire Sagarata has a total of just over 30,000 troops.
Excluding logistics, navy, air force, and local armed forces scattered throughout the country, Gakhana's troops are only about 5,000 people;
With so many people coming, are they planning to overthrow his regime?
While the phone was calling, Ethan Longfellow immediately asked the presidential guard to prepare a helicopter and prepare for the flight.
"Mr. President, Hubbard said he was coming for the Freedom Front coalition. ”
"Coalition of the Freedom Front, when did they come into conflict with that side?"
In question, the coward president was afraid that Tusange would beat the rabbit with grass and solve him by the way, so he did not dare to stay in Gakana to watch the play, and took a plane to take refuge in a neighboring country.
As for the Alliance of the Freedom Front, Ethan Longfellow didn't bother to care about their lives or deaths, that was something the French should worry about.
The vanguard of the Tusanga tribe arrived at Gakana at 2 p.m. and then proceeded to the six offices of the Freedom Front coalition.
The Freedom Front coalition, of course, also received the rumors,
But they had always looked down on the hillbillies in Tusang, so they didn't bother to care where they went.
There is nothing more important at the moment than teaching that Chinese a lesson.
At the construction site in the southwest, members of the 200 Freedom Front coalition overturned two or three cars parked on the side of the road before they could enter the construction site.
Destroyer 2, who was sitting on the scene, rushed over like a sharp arrow, and even the air brought a whistling sound of breaking the air.
"Bang bang bang-"
Just like the scene in the Hacker Empire, those black men armed with knives and guns flew into the air like fairies scattering flowers, and then fell heavily to the ground.
The situation escalated.
Someone fired.
"Bang-"
The first shot was fired, and there was a second shot, and for a while, the bullet crackled like a popping bean.
"Crackle... Bang bang ......"
An industrial robot like Suriel can already dodge bullets, but isn't it like playing with the Destroyer to catch bullets with his bare hands?
A pair of shadowless hands flew in the air, and the bullet slammed into the palm of Destroyer 2, making a dull sound.
Soon, after a round of shooting, the gunfire stopped, only a few sporadic sounds, and to everyone's disbelief, the person on the opposite side was not beaten into a sieve, but was still standing there upright.
“......”
“......”
Those with guns looked at Destroyer One as hell, and those with steel pipes swallowed and foamed at the mouth, trembling with fear.
With a "dang", someone threw down the steel pipe.
With the first, there was the second, and soon, all dropped their weapons.
............
When the news came back to the Freedom Front coalition, the top brass inside was furious and vowed to return a tooth for a tooth and blood for a blood.
Just as the Freedom Front coalition was trying to rally more men to storm the factory's location, someone realized that something was wrong.
The four, five, sixty, and three members of the "Thirteen Taibao" are based in the "Colin Town" in the northeast of Gakhana, where there are more than 200 of their official members.
At half past two in the afternoon, a commissioner named "Montgomery" stood at the window and smoked a cigar, while his subordinates were reporting to him on the slum side.
At this moment, there was a "snap" sound in his ears, and then something confused his eyes, and he stroked it with his hand.
It's blood!
Bright red blood!
The blood is also accompanied by a white sticky substance.
Montgomery turned his head and saw that his men were already lying on the ground, and the back half of his head had opened a large scoop of blood, bubbling out of the blood, and the dead could no longer die.
His eyes widened rapidly, then he became terrified, and just as the thought of hiding was born in his mind, a bullet flew out of the window, and his world went completely dark.
At this time, many black youths poured out of the street downstairs, rushing towards the office building of the Freedom Front Alliance.
"What are you doing......
As soon as the members at the door spoke, they were beaten by seven or eight black men, and the rest of the mermaids rushed into the office.
In the hall on the first floor, two committee members were sitting on the sofa drinking tea, and before they could react, they were kicked to the ground by the people who rushed over;
In the chaos, I don't know who stabbed them twice.
The well-known member of the Freedom Front in Sagara Tata died in such an unknown way.
The same thing happened in another place.
Widespread riots and bloodshed took place in the sphere of influence of the Gakana FFF coalition, with gunfire continuing from 2 p.m. until 5 p.m.
All the organizations of Gakana were silent at this moment, and no one dared to jump out to find this uncomfortable.
Ceci Zimmerman of the Business Alliance Committee knew very well who was behind all this, and he was afraid that someone would shoot him with a black gun, and he had already smeared oil on the soles of his feet before the riot and movement came.
And the embassies of various countries in Sagalata also issued an urgent notice:
"In view of the high risk of Sagarata Tower and the surrounding area, citizens in Sagarata are reminded not to travel to the area for the time being, and all flights to Sagarata are temporarily cancelled. ”
The next morning, the French newspaper Politico published a commentator's article in which he strongly attacked a small group of "careerists" in Sagalata;
At the same time, he said in stern terms that the use of force when necessary to help restore the turbulent situation in Sagarata would not be ruled out.
By noon, the International Observer reported that more than 70 people had been killed or wounded in the clashes on the afternoon of August 2;
Twelve of them died on the spot and 17 died on the way to hospital.
For a time, world public opinion was in an uproar.
August 3 at 6 p.m.
The core members of the Freedom Front coalition launched a fierce assault on the stronghold building occupied by Tusang, and the two sides exchanged fire again.
The forces of Sagarata are also from the sidelines.
They have already seen that Tusanger is only targeting the Alliance of the Freedom Front and has nothing to do with themselves.
As the Tusanga clan members gathered more and more, the Freedom Front coalition was defeated, and by the afternoon of August 4, the vast majority of them had surrendered;
The remaining remnants of the defeated army were forced to leave Gakana all the way east.
By this time, the Freedom Front coalition could be considered completely delisted.
Given their status in the minds of young people in the country, there will be a long period of war of words in public opinion, and there will even be bloodshed.
However, Sagarata has stabilized for the time being.
The presidential palace, after negotiations with Tusanga, agreed to outlaw the Alliance of the Freedom Front and to assign their sphere of influence to Tussange, on the condition that most of the Tusange people leave Gakhana.
Tusanga has more than 60,000 adult males, a force to be reckoned with, and many of them are unable to sleep in Gakhana.
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After five days of chaos, calm was finally restored, and the streets were filled with military and police patrols with guns, and those who took advantage of the fire to loot all died down.
The old order is broken, and it always takes a while to adapt to the new situation.
In the city, Xingyuan International Trade Co., Ltd., Han Yi stood in front of the window, looking at the lively bazaar in the past, a little more depressed, and asked, "Do you think I shouldn't come to Sagarata?"
"It depends on how you characterize it.
Politics is the embodiment of the economy, and force is the means to ensure the orderly development of the economy. If you just want to be a rich man, as long as you continue to develop in China, you will have no worries about food and clothing in this life;
But if you want Tianyi to become a multinational trust consortium, then this step is essential. ”
Han Yi only sighed, but didn't really regret it.
At this moment, the mobile phone rang, and when I picked it up, I saw that it was He Xiaoxiao, and a smile appeared on my face.
"Hey~"
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Jinling, China.
He Xiaoxiao, who is nine months pregnant, was arranged to give birth in Jinling.
Impatient, a large group of doctors and nurses in the hospital surrounded her, and simply lived in Dayang Village.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun peeks out from behind the clouds, giving off a scorching temperature, and the trees on both sides of the village road are singing about summer.
Under the awning in the courtyard, He Xiaoxiao leaned on a reclining chair, and on the log table next to her, there were washed grapes, small tomatoes, watermelons, and various nut snacks.
Yu Jingyao next to her, fanning a fan with one hand and looking at her mobile phone with the other, showed He Xiaoxiao from time to time, "Sister, do you see that this pink dress is beautiful?"
"Nice. ”
"Then I'll buy it. Yu Jingyao said while operating: "When will my brother-in-law come back?"
"Home tonight. ”
At this moment, Zhang Caizhen walked out of the house with a basin of clothes, "Jingyao, it's hot outside, take your sister to the house and sit." ”
"It's okay Auntie. A little sweat is good for the body. ”
Zhang Caizhen complained while drying clothes: "You said that he is too, you are about to give birth, and you have to go abroad." ”
"It's okay Mom, he'll be back soon. ”
"When......" Zhang Caizhen didn't finish speaking, and there was a commotion in the courtyard next door.
It turned out to be a group of eleven or twelve-year-old children, either holding basketballs or skateboards, apparently planning to go out to play.
One of the little fat men holding a basketball, saw Zhang Caizhen drying clothes, and laughed: "Hillbilly, where is that stupid son of yours!"
This little fat man is the grandson of the family next door, and he came to play during the summer vacation.
Zhang Caizhen was so angry that her face changed color, but she was not easy to deal with a child like an adult, so she said, "How can you talk? ”
"Huh~~" The little fat man grimaced, rolled his eyes, and saw half a bowl of laundry detergent in a plastic bowl on the well platform in front of him, picked it up and splashed it at Zhang Caizhen on the opposite side of the iron railing.
It happened to be a southwest wind today, and the laundry detergent blew all along the wind on Zhang Caizhen's face, body, and washed clothes, and some drifted into the yard.
"Bah, bah, bah—"
Yu Jingyao wiped the laundry detergent on her face with her hands again and again, then stood up and scolded angrily: "You little bad seed, do you want to die!"
What they didn't expect was that the little fat man jumped onto the pool and condescendingly smashed the basketball at Yu Jingyao, but in fact, the basketball flew to He Xiaoxiao on the recliner......