The entire headquarters building was engulfed in flames, with thick smoke billowing into the sky. The scene was horrifying.
There was basically no one in the building, and there were charred corpses everywhere. Some people managed to escape from the headquarters and fled towards the backyard.
Brigadier Yang personally led a team of more than 500 people to pursue these fleeing Chinese trade union cadres. Finally, a group of people, probably dozens of them, were blocked in a small warehouse.
"Da da da!"
The other party was armed, hiding in the warehouse, using doors and windows, and shooting at Brigadier Yang and others.
The troops continued to advance, and the two soldiers at the front were immediately knocked down by bullets and lay in a pool of blood.
"The one who stepped on the horse." When a young company commander saw his soldiers fell, his eyes turned red and he cursed: "Get the flamethrower and sweep into the warehouse!"
A dozen soldiers wearing explosion-proof suits and carrying boxes on their backs came out.
"Don't move." Brigadier Yang quickly waved his hand to stop them, and then comforted him: "This is the end of the fight. They have no way out."
The soldier stopped.
"Machine gunners, suppress the opponent." Brigadier Yang ordered, and the two machine gunners pulled the triggers and fired continuously.
"ah!"
As soon as the gunfire rang out, a burst of screams erupted in the warehouse.
"Stop!" Brigadier Yang stretched out his hand to stop the attack, pulled his neck and shouted: "You are still resisting on horseback? How stupid? We are all wearing the same skin, what kind of hatred can we have! We all want to fight for Huo Dongsheng
Are you going to die? Put down your guns and nothing will happen!"
After hearing Brigadier Yang's shouting, the people in the warehouse were still hesitant and took no action. However, no one continued to shoot back.
"Bang bang bang!"
Brigadier Yang raised his arm and fired three shots: "Get them all out!! Hurry up!"
Finally, someone couldn't bear the pressure, put down his gun, raised his hands, and walked out of the warehouse trembling.
"Get down! Get down on the ground!" Brigadier Yang yelled loudly.
The other party obediently obeyed, lying on the ground and not daring to move.
With one person taking the lead, everyone's psychological defense gradually collapsed, and more people came out with their hands raised and lay on the ground.
Soon, everyone in the warehouse came out. The soldiers stepped forward to control them, and sent people to check again. Finally, they reported to Brigadier Yang: "Report, Huo Dongsheng and his family are not inside!"
Brigadier Yang stepped forward, pulled up one of the men and asked, "Where is Huo Dongsheng?"
"Hundreds of Gustav's soldiers covered them and ran over there..." the other party replied honestly.
"Fifth Company, leave one platoon behind for them to take them away from the battlefield. The rest, follow me." Brigadier Yang waved his hand and continued to pursue with his troops.
They continued to arrest people along the way, and at the same time continued to inquire about Huo Dongsheng's whereabouts, and finally determined that they were hiding in a nearby row of buildings.
"Quick, push over!" Brigadier Yang waved his hand: "Put them in for me."
"yes!"
…
At the same time, in a dilapidated building.
Huo Dongsheng and the senior executives, plus dozens of family members and dozens of soldiers, were hiding in this dark and damp building.
The surroundings were filled with the stench of rot and urine, which was extremely pungent. The crowd was a little restless, and children crying could be heard from time to time.
Mrs. Huo also looked gray and miserable. Huo Dongsheng's daughter-in-law hugged her young granddaughter and hid aside cautiously, constantly comforting the little girl in her arms.
Huo Dongsheng glanced out the window and found hundreds of soldiers in green military uniforms outside, who had already pushed over.
"President Huo, what should we do?"
"They've discovered us!"
"...!"
There was chaos in the house, with shouts and questions everywhere.
"Stop arguing!" Huo Dongsheng turned around and shouted.
"Hang!"
At this moment, gunfire suddenly rang out in the building, and everyone was startled.
"Let my daughter go!" His daughter-in-law screamed shrilly. Huo Dongsheng turned his head quickly and saw a sturdy young man holding his granddaughter in one hand and holding a pistol in the other, with a ferocious look on his face.
Put it on my granddaughter's head.
The young man kicked away the woman holding his thigh, then with red eyes, he cursed at Huo Dongsheng: "You can surrender on horseback!"
Huo Dongsheng was stunned. Looking at the young cadre in front of him who was promoted by himself, his heart was filled with chills.
"If you don't surrender, we will all die!" The young man continued to roar: "My wife and children are here too, do you want to drag us to death together? Ah! You must fight! Tell me, what should I do now?!
"
The granddaughter was frightened and cried even harder.
Huo Dongsheng's hair was disheveled, he kept waving his hands and swallowing his saliva: "Calm down, we have something to talk about, okay..."
The crowd was very confused, and someone shouted at the young man: "Don't be naive! We are all hard-core people riding horses. President Huo is dead, can they let you go? Can they? Put down the gun!"
The Gustavus troops on the outside were still resisting, but the senior Chinese trade union leaders inside the house were already fighting among themselves.
…
On the dark street, Gwen changed out of his military uniform and wore ordinary labor uniforms. His face was smeared with black mud, and he walked quickly and quietly along the street with only two of his men.
At this moment, Gwen saw from a distance a large number of military vehicles and soldiers in green clothes rushing towards the intersection ahead.
Gwen stopped quickly, looked around, then picked up the pistol and smashed the glass of a store with a bang: "Go in!"
The three of them stepped on the broken glass and got in together.
The store is not big, the interior is dark, there are a few shelves outside, and there is a door inside.
In order to avoid being discovered, Gwen opened the inner door and hid in with her men.
"Let's go further in." Gwen didn't dare to relax and walked along the corridor again.
After a while, the three people leaned against the wall, gasping for air.
"This damn ghost place!" Gwen couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "I swear, I will never come to this kind of place again..."
"Snapped!"
Before he finished speaking, a flashlight light suddenly lit up in the distance and shone on Gwen's face.
"who?!"
Gwen was taken aback and subconsciously pulled out his pistol. Both of his men also took out their mobile phones and used the flashlight function to shine forward.
The three of them looked up and saw densely packed black people squatting in this small corridor, both men and women, old and young...
They were all skinny, their clothes were in rags, they had been hiding here for who knows how many days, and they smelled bad. They were all residents of the south of St. Paul City, and they were forcibly evicted as soon as the war started.
It was said that a refugee camp had been built in the city, but in fact, once the gunfire started, no one cared about these things at all.
The two sides looked at each other for a while, and Gwen felt a little numb. He slowly raised his hands, swallowed and said, "We are also refugees..."
"He has yellow hair!!" A man stood up.
"He is from a large area!"
"He is the one who brought war!" a woman squatted on the ground and shouted.
When Gwen said this, she shouted urgently: "I dyed my hair!! I'm not...!"
"...Kill them!!"
The black people could no longer sit still and stood up loudly. With hatred and resentment in their eyes, they stepped forward to oppress.
"Don't, don't come here..." Gwen's spine trembled, she raised her pistol and threatened them.
"Kill them!!"
With a roar, these black men rushed in like a tide, drowning the three of them in an instant...