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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Eight The Blood of Rewards Marching (Part 2)

With a "touch~", the old man's face was kicked by leather boots! The blood suddenly flowed down his cheeks. In a shabby suit, the old man raised his head and flipped onto the ground.

But the policeman waved the baton with a ferocious expression and cursed viciously: "Old pig! Go and die!"

"Old Victor! Damn bastard!!" Wats roared with red eyes: "Damn it! Get out of here! Otherwise I will kill you!"

As he said that, Wats rushed towards the policeman! He kicked the policeman with a baton away with one foot. The expulsion had turned into a battle of equal strength! Both sides were red-eyed, and kept grabbing the various stones around him, and the wooden stick howled and smashed at each other!

The water wheel sprayed with water columns made the retired soldiers tremble, but they still gritted their teeth and continued to fight! Behind them were a group of elderly people, children and women.

The mud and water all over the ground were mixed with blood and torn clothes. Gradually, these veterans who participated in the war finally gained the upper hand. The police chief was anxious! He knew that if the matter was not handled this time, the consequence would be that he would be unemployed!

"Tell those bastards! I will never allow failure. Either they drive away these piglets for me, or they stripped the police uniform and got out of me!!" The director yelled at the secretary beside him: "Did you hear that?! Either these piglets get out of here, or we get out of here! Let them choose for themselves!!"

These words gradually reached the ears of the police at the forefront, and they knew that they would definitely not be able to do anything today! But these veterans are indeed better at fighting than them! Then, a sudden change occurred!

"Be careful!!" Old Victor, who was kicked to the ground, finally stood up stumbled, but he saw another angry scene! A policeman finally couldn't help it, and under his eyes, a policeman wearing a gun roared, pulling out his gun and shooting at the crowd regardless of the ferociousness!

"Bang! Bang!!" The crowd who breathed a sigh of relief because they had the upper hand were shocked! They did not expect that they would be shot, which was almost impossible in their opinion!

The gunshot sounded, and old Victor rushed to Wats! A bloody flower bloomed behind him, and Vic, who was originally standing beside Wats, looked at his chest in disbelief and turned to the sky...

"Old Victor!! Vic!!" Wats was as fierce as a wounded wolf, roaring in the spraying water column! The crowd was silent for a moment, and even the police chief was stunned!

He originally wanted to use a pistol to intimidate him, but he didn't expect that someone actually fired a shot!

"Roar~ Kill them!!" In the crowd, I don't know who roared first! Then a bunch of people howled and rushed towards the policemen with red eyes!

The policeman who had been taken away from the momentum gradually retreated and finally left the wetland in a panic. Wats hugged Old Victor and shouted: "Doctor!! Come find the doctor! Quickly! We need a doctor!"

Old Victor "cough~ cough..." bleeding came from his mouth, his eyes wide open! He grabbed Wats' collar tightly. He seemed to want to say something but did not say it in the end.

Behind Wats, people kept crying and tried to give Vick blood with their clothes. But the blood on the wound could not be stopped. Vick, who was tilting his head weakly, gradually lost his spirit in his pupils...

The doctor arrived, but looked at the pupils of the two men and touched the pulse on their necks and shook their heads gently.

"No!!……"

Half an hour later, the police chief appeared in the president's office. He lowered his head and said in a deep voice to Hoover: "Sir President, I'm sorry. The situation has lost control, at least I have no choice. This is my resignation..."

Hoover was silent for a while. He walked to the table and picked up the director's resignation and threw it into his drawer and said in a deep voice: "I will hand it over to your governor for you, get out of my office now!"

The director lowered his head and slowly withdrew from his office. Then Hoover's secretary hurried in and said to Hoover: "Mr. President, the soldiers outside asked to talk to you. They hope you can meet their representative..."

"Let those pigs get out of here!" Hoover swept the various documents and decorations on the table to the ground with red eyes and shouted: "I won't see them! Let them get out of here!!"

Hoover panted for a while, turned around and said in a deep voice to his secretary: "Do they think this will make me surrender? No! I will never surrender and tell them these pigs! Either they get out of me by themselves, or I let the army drive them away!!"

Mobilize the army?! Hoover's secretary couldn't help but take a breath. This... this method seems too much?! But after looking at Hoover's face, he didn't dare to say anything, nodded and left the office quietly.

Wats and others were trembling outside the federal government, looking at the door of the federal government with hope. It took a while before they saw the president's spokesperson walking out of the protection circle of the guards with a cold face.

President Hoover's spokesman glanced at the people coldly and said in a deep voice: "The President will not receive you. Please leave! Don't hinder the federal government's office!"

"Wow~" The crowd suddenly became excited! But without waiting for them to report, the spokesperson continued to say coldly: "The president has announced martial law. If you continue to make trouble, it will deteriorate the security situation, then he will consider letting the army enter Washington! Your request has exceeded the federal ability to pay, and we have reason to suspect that there are **some people among you who are inciting!"

The crowd suddenly stopped! Delivered the army! This immediately made countless people start to frighten, but more of the anger arises from the bottom of their hearts! The spokesperson still looked coldly, looking at the crowd in shaking suits and sarcastically said.

"You'd better leave yourself before the army arrives, and don't force the president to order you to expel you!" After that, the spokesperson returned directly to the federal government without looking back!

The alert personnel slowly closed the place, staring at the crowd coldly.

The police here have been replaced by the National Guard, and the Constitution's "Legal Riot Case" gives the president the right to quell domestic rebellion, riot or lawlessness. That is to say, if President Hoover determines that they are riots, then they are riots!

The president has the right to mobilize the army to expel them or suppress them!

That night, Wats once again summoned the representatives left by the states to have a meeting. By the fire, looking at the demolished houses and the trembling old men and children, Wats turned his head in pain and said in a deep voice to these representatives.

"Today's sacrifice of our colleagues made me wonder if we should continue to persevere. The President said he would use the army to expel us, and if it really would do so, how should we deal with it?! I want to know your opinions."

Everyone was silent. If the army intervened, the consequences would be obvious! There is no doubt that he and others would definitely be unable to withstand the army's expulsion. If they were forced to do so, they would only cause greater losses!

"We must continue to fight!" Another organizer of the matter, William Hessica, said in a deep voice: "Waters, we cannot retreat anyway. As soldiers, I think they should understand us..."

"Even if the army comes, we should continue!" Another organizer, Eric Carlson, intercepted: "We must know! We are no longer allowed to retreat now. How can we be worthy of those who sacrificed for this matter if we retreat?!"

Wats smoked silently, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "Then, let's make it clear to everyone. If anyone wants to quit, we can accept it..."

But Wats and others did not know that while they were discussing the matter, Major General Douglas MacArthur, who had received a secret telegram, had quietly left Washington.

He came to a tank unit, and the chief of this tank unit, Major George Patton!

"George, I can tell you for sure! We are facing a threat now!" As soon as she sat down, MacArthur said in a deep voice to Patton: "The former soldiers gathered in Washington have lost the honor they deserve! They are mixed with those damn communists!"

Patton was silent after hearing this, and after a while he said to MacArthur, "Chief of Staff, does it violate the Militia Act if this is done?! You must know that the Militia Act clearly stipulates that federal troops are prohibited from taking action at home without authorization. If we do this, will it be..."

"This is authorized by the president!" MacArthur interrupted Patton with a wave of his hand and said in a deep voice: "This incident has evolved to this point, and we can already confirm that it is the intention of violently overthrowing the US government!"

"This is absolutely not allowed! So, they must be dispersed!" MacArthur looked at Patton and said in a deep voice: "The Federation has given them travel expenses, gasoline and even a portion of cash subsidies, and they are not willing to leave! This shows the problem! Several policemen were injured in the conflict today. What I want to tell you is: these people either leave by themselves! Or we let them leave!"

As he said that, MacArthur lit his famous corn cob pipe and squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Just use tear gas, it is already the greatest kindness of the Federation not to kill them!"

Patton was silent for a while and nodded slowly...

At this time, General Hammer was calm on the three-engine Ford plane and said nothing! The people around him were frightened by the old man's face, and no one dared to say a word... (To be continued)
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