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Chapter 1408 One minute person

Chapter 1408 One Minute Man (first update, please subscribe)

Author: Xiaoyu’s Destiny

Chapter 1408 One Minute Man (first update, please subscribe)

War breaks out!

For people in Seattle, they were undoubtedly the first to feel the war.

The governor's order was not even needed. After learning that the Ming Empire's army had crossed the border and invaded Washington State, Mayor Wilson mobilized the militia while waiting for the governor's order.

militia!

North America is a region with a militia tradition. As early as the British colonial era, in order to defend against Indian raids, every man had to equip himself with swords, guns, and gunpowder. This was the beginning of the North American militia.

These militiamen are basically farmers in ragged clothes and bearded faces. Not only do they have no formal training, but they also have miscellaneous weapons. Although they go out as soldiers and enter as people, they come and go without a trace. Their characteristic is that

After receiving the battle report, they can assemble within one minute and rush to the mission location. It is for this reason that they are called "one-minute people".

Historically, it was these "One Minute Men" who resisted the Indian attack and allowed Britain to not only gain a foothold in North America, but also achieve expansion in North America.

On April 19, 1775, Lexington fired the first shot of the American War of Independence, and it was those "One Minute Men" who fired the shot.

After the Revolutionary War, although the United States demobilized its standing army, state militias were still the most important armed forces of the United States. Since then, the United States has experienced several major wars, such as the Second War of Independence, the Civil War and the Mexican-American War, mostly through the mobilization of states.

The militia temporarily formed the national army and was disbanded in various places after the war.

The Militia Act promulgated by the United States in 1993 determined that the militia organizations in each state were organized into the "National Guard" and were under the jurisdiction of the governor. However, the National Guard is a guard force. In the countryside of the United States, cities and towns have their own militias.

organize.

When the mayor of Seattle mobilized the militia, Douglas Jr., like many others, had already taken up arms and defended their homes with the men of the town.

In the midst of dense woods, Douglas Jr. was holding a Spencer rifle and aiming at the road ahead, while other people were scattered around, armed with various weapons, even old-fashioned Sharps rifles.

"I heard that the Chinese have captured the fortress and they are coming towards us."

Seal, who was leaning against the fallen giant tree that was half as thick as a man and holding a Remington roller rifle in his arms, said to Douglas Jr.

"The fortress was captured so quickly? How is this possible? Didn't they say they could resist the Ming people for a year?"

"God only knows what's going on. Therefore, we may encounter more Ming people than we thought. So we must fight quickly and leave with a few shots. We must not be reluctant to fight..."

The reason why Seale gave such advice was not only because he and little Douglas were neighbors, but also because he was friends with little Douglas's mother, and they were very close good friends.

"I know, Syl."

When little Douglas nodded, someone crouched over from a distance.

"People from the Ming Dynasty are coming, people from the Ming Dynasty are coming..."

Upon hearing this, everyone picked up their weapons and aimed at the road in the forest.

What came over was a small group of more than a dozen troops. They were the vanguard soldiers. They marched two in a row along the edge of the road. It could be seen that they seemed to be very vigilant. They always paid attention to their surroundings while marching.

"This tree is so big!"

Cheng Guo looked up at the giant trees on the roadside that were dozens of stories tall, his eyes full of surprise.

"This tree must be hundreds of meters high!"

"Sequoia! The largest tree in the world, it can grow up to hundreds of meters. From the North Sea Governorate to California, there are many such giant trees. I heard that there are giant trees in California that are more than ten meters in diameter..."

After explaining it for a while, Li Chengde added casually.

"It's in elementary school geography books. You must not have taken it seriously when you were studying."

"Hey, monitor, you know this..."

While everyone was walking and talking, Li Chengde glanced towards the mountain. All he saw were giant trees in the sky. Even ordinary cedars were giant trees that were hundreds of years old. This was America.

Li Chengde, who was born in the mountains of southern Anhui, clearly remembers that there are not many century-old trees on the mountains in his hometown. If there were such big trees, they would probably be dragged by the government to build houses. There is sky everywhere.

Giant tree...

While he was thinking about this, he suddenly seemed to have some kind of intuition. He glanced towards the misty mountain forest, then raised his left hand. When the chatting warriors stopped, they all knelt down.

Leaning on the ground, he looked around with his gun.

"Squad leader, there doesn't seem to be any movement."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, there was a gunshot, and Cheng Guo's body softened and he fell down.

"There's an ambush!"

When lying down, Li Chengde shouted at Cheng Guo.

"The son of the country, the son of the country..."

Cheng Guo, who was shot in the chest, saw blood all over his chest. He twitched a few times and then stopped breathing.

"The enemy is on the mountain..."

Rushing to a big tree, Li Chengde raised his rifle and fired a shot into the woods. He stared at the smoke that came out from time to time in the forest. After observing for a while, he shouted.

"It's a small group of militiamen, Wei Tao. You lead a few people to outflank them from the left wing, and the others will fight with me."

When the words fell, Li Chengde leaned out half of his body again and directed a burst of output at the enemy - constantly pulling the gun bolt, aiming to shoot, and pulling the gun bolt again...

"Damn, it would be great if there were machine guns..."

While complaining in his mind that the rifle could not suppress the enemy, Li Chengde heard the screams of his comrades who were shot, and another brother was shot.

After squeezing two rows of bullets and loading the gun again, he glanced to the left and vaguely saw that Wei Tao and his two brothers were approaching not far from the enemy.

"With a grenade."

Lying under a broken tree in the forest, looking at the Yankees hiding behind the tree, Sun Weitao took out a grenade, pulled out the match cord, and threw it at the spot where several Yankees were gathering.

Along with the explosion of grenades, screams and cries echoed in the mountain forest.

"Quick, hurry up!"

Almost as soon as the explosion sounded, Sear pulled little Douglas and fled away. Most of the others did the same. They even took two lightly wounded people with them when they retreated.

When Li Chengde and others rushed over, there were only a few corpses left on the ground, and a seriously wounded man lying in a pool of blood with his legs blown off.

Looking at the militiaman whose legs were blown off, Li Chengde bent down and asked.

"What's your name, where are you from..."

Before he could finish asking, the guy stretched out his middle finger at him. Everyone knew this move.

"Fuck..."

Before the injured militiaman could finish cursing, a comrade on the side fired a rifle butt at his head. After the guy was knocked down, Li Chengde asked.

"How are the casualties?"

"Kunizi and Kuromatsu died, Gouzi was shot..."

Two were killed and one was injured.

Looking at the bodies of the resistance fighters and the seriously injured prisoners, Li Chengde picked up the rifle and shot him in the head without thinking.

Then he turned to his comrades and said.

"Just treat the militiamen like this. They are armed spies, not regular troops, so they are not protected by international public law. Remember this! The Geneva Convention signed by the empire only protects active military personnel of belligerent countries..."

The old group has died and a new book club group has been established: 739209015. Everyone is welcome to join and discuss and deduce the plot together.

(End of chapter)


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