MTL - America’s Big Hero-v2 Chapter 429 : conflict, killing, face changing

It's a new day. In the morning, after having eaten and drank enough to pray, a group of people lined up to receive the money for today's demonstration from Quntou. They carried signs and signs and went to the streets again to start their day's work.

What? Is the march spontaneous?

Come on out, it's not Paris, people don't have that kind of hobby.

Of course, there is no shortage of tap water here, and the amount is still large, but the core members are all working with money, half-step professional players and amateur players.

Half-step professional players: receive a fixed salary, but because there is not so much work in the parade, most of the time they still have to participate in other activities, such as opening, such as TV audiences, such as star pick-up and so on.

Amateur players: When a big job comes, take a day's money and do a day's work.

Tap water: The real anger, the fooled racist, the most emotionally infected person, forever young and always in tears.

In Johor Bahru, seven or eight teams from various places began to move towards their respective destinations. The largest team, the mighty team, headed towards the Guo family office building again.

Along the way, more and more people gathered, and the shouting became louder and louder. When we got to the bottom of the building, our emotions were very high, and someone in the team shouted in a hoarse voice: "Killing the Chinese is the Chinese who robbed us of our job opportunities. It was the Chinese who stole the wealth that originally belonged to us!”

"The Chinese get out of the horse!" With a loud roar, the parade team rushed to the door of the building.

Just as the team was about to enter the lobby on the first floor of the building to rest as yesterday, the glass door of the building suddenly opened, and a group of people dressed in green camouflage, fully armed, holding explosion-proof shields and holding batons came up to the parade crowd.

A group of American soldiers put the explosion-proof shield on their shoulders, exerted force under their feet, and slammed into the crowd from the steps.

There were bursts of exclamations mixed with the banging sound of "bang" and "bang", and the more than 20 people walking at the front of the parade were all knocked to the ground, screaming in pain.

After a wave of collisions, the security guards picked up the baton in their right hand and aimed at the crowd and smashed it, and the screams suddenly rang out.

Where have the parade team encountered this? On weekdays, even if there are police officers, they are just watching from the outside.

The baton hit his arm, and the severe pain hit, and the arm seemed to be broken.

Being hit by a stick on his chest, he couldn't get up and fell to the ground on the spot.

The security guards won't be used to it, and the big leather boots slammed on them and continued to attack the crowd.

There was a parade of thousands of people, and the people behind couldn't see what was happening in front of them. They only felt that the parade wave seemed to hit a boulder and stopped abruptly.

Two helicopters hovered in the sky, and half of the cameras with safety ropes around their waists stuck out, shooting excitedly.

This is all material!

The security of the umbrella is really fierce!

There were only more than 30 security guards who rushed out, but these 30 people stopped the parade of thousands of people, broke through a big gap, and were attacking with an unrivaled momentum. Hundreds of parade natives were knocked to the ground and couldn't get up.

Upstairs, the Guo family had been watching from the window, and they were horrified when they saw the security guard of the protective umbrella, regardless of the way they rushed.

Mr. Guo's hand holding the binoculars showed some blue veins, and it took a lot of strength to see it. He was very worried. The police baton greeted his head and chest. If he kept hitting like this, many people would not be killed on the spot.

Although he received news from his son yesterday, Mr. Guo thought that to disperse the parade crowd was to stop and divert the crowd.

Obviously, his dispersing and the dispersing of the protective umbrella are completely two concepts. In the principle of the protective umbrella, the dispersing is to knock down all the people in front, scare away all the people behind, and no one dares to come. This is called dispersing.

Otherwise, will the crowd be dispersed every day for the next month?

Of course, once and for all, let these aborigines know what is the benefit!

Think back in Los Angeles...

Just as the security guards were destroying the dead, like the elites trapped in the camp to deal with the bandits and bandits, and they were rushing and attacking like chopping melons and vegetables, someone in the parade crowd suddenly shouted: Killing, Chinese mercenaries have killed people, brothers, fight back. , shoot, shoot!

The scene was chaotic, crying, shouting, screaming, scolding, and sirens, and not many people heard what the group of people shouted.

What's more, it's Malay, which the security guards can't understand at all.

At this moment, "bang", "bang" and "bang" sounded several times.

A man with a head wrapped in the parade crowd pulled the trigger at the security guard. One bullet hit the shield and flew off, another shot went somewhere, and the other hit the arm that had just been swung.

The arm softened, a sense of powerlessness came, and the baton in his hand flew out directly.

The sound of the gunfire was a signal. In the crowd, a few people who were always young and always full of tears seemed to be inspired. They raised their pistols above their heads and slanted at the rushing security guards. "Bang" and "Bang" .

The first gunshot was just a wake-up call. When the gunshots sounded behind, the security guards shrank back like a conditioned reflex, raised their shields, threw the baton out of their hands, and reached out to grab the holster at the back waist. .

The man who shot for the first time aimed and fired a few more shots. Most of them hit the shield and wounded two security guards. Then he shrank and disappeared into the chaotic crowd caused by the sound of gunfire.

On the security side, the response was equally swift. Since someone in the parade shot and injured their companions, there is no need to say, shoot back!

Pulling out the pistol, in a group of three, without thinking about precise aiming, pull the trigger directly in the direction of the pistol held high.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang" gunshots sounded like fried beans.

Not far away, the Malay police were all dumbfounded, especially the more than 20 police officers who rushed out to stop when they saw the security beating. There are trash cans on the side, street lights and other hidden things. Some people look for nearby vehicles, but no one dares to stand up and fight back.

Especially when the security guard at the back unfastened the submachine gun on his back, "Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da"

Back then, the Americans dared to shoot directly at the troubled Americans, not to mention the natives of other countries now!

Security companies are just mercenaries, so they don't have that much burden and consideration.

Crazy, all crazy!

The demonstrators ran around as if they had exploded their nests.

More than a dozen indigenous people near the gunman were knocked down on the spot.

Seven or eight finally realized that he had caused a catastrophe on the spur of the moment, and the gunman was terrified.

Some turned and ran, some stood still, and some shouted back.

But the submachine gun sounded, and the distance was only 20 or 30 meters away. The one who was standing was swept away in a pool of blood on the spot. Only three timid people ran away in the crowd.

The dozen or so security guards in the front held shields on the ground to act as bunkers, and the dozen or so security guards in the back half-kneeled to aim at the crowd and the sides of the street, confirming that they would not continue to shoot unless the parade crowd was in no danger.

Instead, they alternated cover and quickly returned to the inside of the building.

The orders they received were to protect the safety of the crowd in the building and to disperse the demonstrators, not to kill!

Now the goal has been achieved, of course, to return and give first aid to the wounded.

A team aimed their guns at the door to prevent attackers.

The injured people were helped into the inner corner of the building, and a few people took off the first aid kits they were carrying and began to simply deal with the injuries.

Rotate the tourniquet, which can stop the bleeding most quickly and prevent heavy bleeding.

The hemostatic spray is sprayed on the wound to stop bleeding, reduce inflammation, have a certain anesthetic effect and relieve pain.

The easiest battlefield first aid.

On the other side, the leader of the team has quickly contacted the logistics medical staff accompanying the team, and the medical staff will soon come to pick up the injured.

In the lobby on the first floor, everything is in order.

But the Guo family upstairs is a mess here.

They were watching the situation with binoculars on it, but they clearly saw that someone in the parade crowd shot first, and then there was a mass killing...

More than 30 people have fallen on the street now!

About 20 of them fell to the ground after being shot, and the rest were knocked unconscious by batons or couldn't run with their legs broken.

Those who had been hit with batons before seemed to have all gone away after the gunshots sounded, and they all ran away.

But just these 30 people and the blood and screams on the ground make the picture already shocking!

Mr. Guo's face was extremely ugly, but he was not frightened. He was in his 20s when the Japanese occupied Malaya, and it was not unheard of.

What really made him look ugly was that he shot at the demonstrators, and I don't know how many people died.

Just saying that the **** can't find these security companies, there is no way to end this matter!

He regrets it!

As for the fact that the natives who were marching shot first, he didn't care at all.

Beside him, Guo Kongcheng's face was also ugly. At this moment, the telescope in his hand had been taken down, and his face was extremely pale. He was obviously frightened by this tragic situation, and said with a slightly smooth tone: "Damn, damn, how dare those people dare Shoot first, crazy!"

While talking, as if he suddenly thought of something, Guo Kongcheng said again: "Yes, they fired first. There are TV cameras in the sky, so it must have been captured."

"So what? It's shooting civilians!" Mr. Guo growled in a low voice with an ugly face. "The Sudanese government doesn't care that much, and neither does the international public opinion!"

Guo Kongcheng immediately stopped talking, and the atmosphere in the room was very depressed.

Everyone knows that shooting civilians, or so many indigenous people, must have serious consequences.

It doesn't matter to the people who protect the umbrella, it's a big deal to pat the **** and leave, but they are miserable.

The ethnic conflicts that have intensified in the first place have become even more serious this time.

Not long after, a car drove downstairs, and the security guard rushed out to guard the street. After a few people in the car got down, they went straight to the lobby on the first floor. After a brief inspection, the three wounded were allowed to get into the car.

Surgery is not possible here.

Before the wounded were picked up here, there was a chaotic sound of police cars outside. More than a dozen police cars arrived on both sides of the street and directly blocked the place.

There was a lot of movement, and Mr. Guo's family upstairs looked over with the binoculars again.

On the street, the car that was picking up the wounded on the umbrella side was blocked by police vehicles, and ten people rushed out of the building with their guns flat, pointing directly at the police.

The police were all hiding behind the car, and many of them began to tremble nervously. Their faces were pale, and they were sweating.

"Mommy Fake, get out of the way, immediately!" the leader of the team pointed at the police car blocking the road and cursed loudly.

"You have to wait here, you killed people!" The sheriff led by the Malay police was equally nervous to die. He really didn't want to come. Who would want to face these lawless mercenaries.

They really dare to kill!

Until now, they don't know that these people are protective umbrellas, otherwise, they would never have the courage to block them.

"We won't leave, the wounded will be sent away!" the captain roared with a gloomy face, "Are you stuck here to start a war?"

"Or, get out of the way now and send the wounded to the hospital!"

"Or, I'll kill you now and send the wounded to the hospital!"

Having said that, the captain raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger directly to the sky. The gunshot of "da da da" sounded, which was the final warning.

Just so arrogant, what is the Malay police?

The military made their **** go out, and the police, what a mess!

They didn't pay attention at all.

Behind them, the two squads had already formed a battle formation, ready to start working at any time.

Upstairs, Mr. Guo's family was dumbfounded. Although they couldn't hear anything shouting downstairs, the umbrella man actually pointed a gun at the police.

The most outrageous thing is that the police really let go, and the car swaggered away!

No, they killed people?

Are they pointing guns at you?

Aren't you the police?

Not a law enforcement agency?

Mr. Guo didn't understand, but he was shocked!

It's enough for the lead sheriff to understand.

It's not that he doesn't want to stop it, it's that he doesn't dare.

The police couldn't beat this group of evil stars, the murderous, **** smell made him feel dizzy, not to mention the people under him.

When he ordered to move out of the way, he clearly heard the heavy breathing after the relaxation came from beside him.

The group of people under his command moved faster than ever before, much faster than when he ordered.

Seeing that the car had left safely, the leader of the team turned around and went back. In this case, the two teams still alerted each other and retreated alternately.

Those standard tactical moves, that nervous yet relaxed appearance, were well-trained and professional everywhere, and they were simply not comparable to this group of police officers who would only show off against ordinary people on weekdays.

Hmm... Ordinary people are not free to show off their power, local gangsters are still very fierce, so be polite.

It's all junk food.

Before the Guo family upstairs could finish being surprised, the phone rang in the room, and the secretary came over and whispered, "It's the call of the Johor Sultan government."

Mr. Guo took a deep breath and walked over to pick it up. A roar came from the phone immediately, "Guo Hian, what do you want? Are you crazy! You are provoking the government!"

"Calm, respectful Sultan, it was the people in the parade who fired first. They shot the security guards, which led to the security guards fighting back, which led to the incident." Whether it works or not, Mr. Guo can only say that now.

He can't put all the blame on the umbrella. The Sudanese government is not easy to mess with, and the umbrella is even more difficult to mess with.

"Fuck, you say this to the protesters, you say this to the 8.5 million Malays, see if they listen!"

"This is just an ordinary demonstration, they are just using demonstrations to fight for their rights, and you, Guo Hnian, you hired and drove those armed men to brutally beat the demonstrators, causing many people to suffer Seriously injured, this caused the protesters to resist, you have to take full responsibility!”

"Just now you drove the armed men to threaten the police again!"

"What do you want to do, do you want to treason, do you want to rebel!"

"I advise you to immediately let those armed men lay down their weapons, and you will be responsible for the subsequent series of incidents caused by this!"

There is nothing to say about Mr. Guo's questioning. In a country, it is absolutely not allowed to have so many armed people who are not under the control of the government, and they also kill people. This kind of thing is illegal no matter what.

Now he is suffering and can't tell!

"Respected Sultan, please calm down. These people are only hired to protect myself, and I can't control them."

"I can't control it, huh, who will believe this?" Sultan Iskandar roared reluctantly: "Without your Guo family's support, they dared to kill people, and after they dared to kill people, they would wait there quietly. on?"

"People from the military are already gathering, and they will arrive at the scene soon. If the military arrives and there is a conflict, hmph, then the name of armed rebellion will be completely true!"

"Guo Hanian, I advise you to put down your weapons and surrender immediately. There is no good end to stubborn resistance. If things are as you said, the government will consider them as appropriate!" Sultan Iskandar was extremely tough.

"Wait, wait, I'm not lying, you believe me, those security personnel are from the umbrella company, I just hired them to protect the security, and the others can't be commanded at all." Mr. Guo said hurriedly, he was really afraid that the military would come. After that, if there is a conflict again, it is completely over.

Inside the house, the rest of the Guo family were also nervous when they heard that the military was about to enter.

On the other end of the phone, Sultan Iskandar suddenly fell silent.

Just when Mr. Guo thought there was a problem with the phone, Sultan Iskandar suddenly asked, "Which company did you just say those armed men belong to?"

"Umbrella Private Military Contracting Company." Mr. Guo replied immediately.

There was another long silence. At the other end, Sultan Isgan opened his mouth wide and held the phone numbly, recalling some images involuntarily in his mind.

The Malacca naval battle took place in the waters of Johor, including the later air battle, he could never forget the fierceness of the protective umbrella!

The Malay military or something, people don't take it seriously at all, they really dare to attack.

As for the battle of Lin Meng... Now many people in the Johor Army are still prisoners of that time.

"Ahem, Mr. Guo, what did you just say?" Sultan Iskandar's tone became much calmer.

"Umbrella Private Military Contracting Company." Mr. Guo was stunned for a moment, thinking that the other party didn't hear clearly, and said again.

"What about the last sentence?" Sultan Iskandar asked again.

"I'm not lying, you believe me, those security personnel are from the umbrella company, I just hired them to protect the security, and the others can't be instructed at all." Mr. Guo couldn't understand what Sultan meant, so he could only bite the bullet and reply.

"Very good, just for safety!" the Sultan repeated. "Since it's just for safety, don't let them out. Stay where you are in peace and quiet."

"The police will block the streets and will not let anyone approach. You can rest assured about your own safety. If there are security guards in other places, please notify them, keep calm, exercise restraint, and try not to cause conflicts!"

"Understood, the government will do its best to help coordinate, and everyone doesn't want to see things go in a bad direction."

"Stay restrained and reduce the impact!"

"Ah, ah, well, well, I understand." Mr. Guo responded stupidly. The speed of the change in Sultan's attitude was too fast, and he couldn't keep up.

"That's fine, keep calm!"

After hanging up the phone, where Mr. Guo was sitting, the Guo family looked at him, and he was still a little confused.

Is this the end?

Isn't the military coming here?

Don't you want to lay down your arms and surrender?

Why did he suddenly become restrained and try not to conflict?

The speed of Sultan's counseling is so fast that Mr. Guo, who has experienced many strong winds and waves, can't keep up with the rhythm.

The last one who retreated so quickly was... the British?

During World War II, when the Japanese attacked, starting from Hong Kong Island, the British fled all the way without firing a shot, until they completely abandoned Malay and gave up Malacca.

That time, Mr. Guo also experienced it personally. Compared with now, it is quite similar.

"Father, what's the matter?" Guo Kongcheng couldn't hold his breath and asked in a low voice.

"Ah, nothing, nothing, just wait." Mr. Guo raised his head and smiled for the first time in more than a month.

This time, everyone in the house was stunned. Just now, the Sultan shouted and killed very loudly, but they heard it.

Um, the voice suddenly became smaller, and I didn't hear it.

Mr. Guo waved his hand and didn't explain, and he couldn't tell how he was feeling now.

There is relief, the attitude of the Sudanese government has changed, and most of the pressure for so long has been relieved.

There is fun, he has been bullied all the time, and he has never resisted. It is impossible to say that he is not angry. Now the Sudanese government is obviously afraid. He said that he is unhappy is false.

I have regrets. In the final analysis, they were bullied everywhere, but they were bullied everywhere. However, there was a lot of pressure from the outside world. The Sudanese government was very wary of Chinese entering the military. .

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that the rich Chinese never thought of making efforts in this regard.

Do not make money!

The military has no money, and high-level officials have no power. They are ostracized everywhere, and the political struggle is fierce. The rich Chinese are reluctant to let the Chinese elites invest here, and the income is too low.

Is it bad to do business and make a lot of money!

Even if you enter the political world, you are all inferior, but you have a high degree of reading, at least you have a lot of power, and you can contribute to everyone's business map.

Even the Chinese at the bottom are reluctant to join the army, the soldiers and police are treated very poorly, and the Chinese make more money casually than that.

A good man is not a soldier, a good iron is not a nail, especially the Southeast Asian Chinese community, which has not experienced the rise of the new China, has always maintained this traditional thinking.

Is everyone not aware of this drawback?

no!

all know!

But it's like this from top to bottom. These rich people on UU Reading www.uukanshu.com are not willing to invest in this area, and eventually they become what they are now.

The messy thoughts in his mind were mixed up, Mr. Guo smiled bitterly, "Wait, now, things are out of our control."

Turning his head to look out the window, it is now a matter between the umbrella and the Sudanese government.

They, waiting for their fate.

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