The entire headquarters building was engulfed in flames, with thick smoke billowing into the sky. The scene was extremely horrifying.
There was basically no one in the building, and charred corpses were everywhere. Some people managed to escape from the headquarters and fled in the direction of the backyard.
Brigadier General Yang led a team of more than 500 people to chase the fleeing Chinese workers' union cadres. Finally, they blocked a group of people, about dozens of them, in a small warehouse.
“Da da da!”
The other side was armed and hiding in the warehouse, using doors and windows to shoot at Brigade Commander Yang and his men.
The troops continued to advance forward, and the two soldiers walking in the front were immediately knocked down by bullets and lay in a pool of blood.
"Damn it." A young company commander saw his soldiers fall down, and immediately cursed with red eyes: "Get the flamethrowers, and shoot into the warehouse!"
A dozen soldiers wearing explosion-proof suits and carrying boxes on their backs came out.
"Don't move." Brigade Commander Yang quickly waved his hand to stop them, and then said soothingly: "After fighting to this point, they have no way out."
The soldier stopped.
"Machine gunners, suppress the enemy." Brigade Commander Yang gave an order, and two machine gunners pulled the trigger and kept firing.
"ah!"
As the gunshots rang out, screams broke out in the warehouse.
"Stop!" Brigade Commander Yang stretched out his hand to stop the attack, and yelled, "Are you still resisting? Are you stupid? We are all the same, what kind of mortal hatred can there be? Do you all want to die for Huo Dongsheng? Put down your guns, nothing will happen!"
After hearing Commander Yang's call, the people in the warehouse were still a little hesitant and did not take action. However, no one continued to fire back.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Brigade Commander Yang raised his arm and fired three shots: "Everyone, come out! Quickly!"
Finally, someone couldn't bear the pressure anymore, put down his gun, raised his hands, and walked out of the warehouse trembling.
"Get down! Lie on the ground!" Brigade Commander Yang shouted loudly.
The other party did as he was told and lay on the ground, not daring to move.
With one person taking the lead, everyone's psychological defenses 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 Brigade Commander Yang: "Report, Huo Dongsheng and his family are not in there!"
Brigade Commander Yang stepped forward, pulled one of the men over and asked, "Where's Huo Dongsheng?"
"Hundreds of Gustav's soldiers covered them and ran over there..." the other party answered honestly.
"Fifth Company, leave a platoon for them to lead away from the battlefield. Everyone else, follow me." Brigade Commander Yang waved his hand and led his troops to continue chasing.
They kept arresting people along the way and continued to inquire about Huo Dongsheng's whereabouts. Finally, they determined that they were hiding in a row of buildings nearby.
"Quick, push them in!" Brigade Commander Yang waved his hand and said, "Block them inside."
"yes!"
…
Meanwhile, in a dilapidated building.
Huo Dongsheng and his senior executives, as well as dozens of family members and dozens of soldiers, all hid in this dark and damp building.
The stench of decay and urine was all around, and the smell was extremely pungent. The crowd was somewhat restless, and from time to time, children's cries could be heard.
Mrs. Huo also looked pale and miserable. Huo Dongsheng's daughter-in-law hugged her young granddaughter, trembling and hiding aside, constantly comforting the little girl in her arms.
Huo Dongsheng glanced out the window and found that there were hundreds of soldiers in green uniforms pushing over.
"President Huo, what should we do?"
"They've discovered us!"
“…!”
The house was in chaos, with shouts and questions everywhere.
"Stop arguing!" Huo Dongsheng turned around and shouted.
"Kang!"
Just then, gunshots suddenly rang out in the building and everyone was startled.
"Let my daughter go!" The daughter-in-law cried miserably. Huo Dongsheng turned his head quickly and saw a burly young man holding his granddaughter in one hand and holding a pistol in the other hand, pointing it at her head with a ferocious look.
The young man kicked the woman who was hugging his thigh away, then with red eyes, he cursed at Huo Dongsheng: "Just surrender!"
Huo Dongsheng was stunned. Looking at the young cadre in front of him, whom he had promoted, he felt a chill in his heart.
"If you don't surrender, we will all die!" The young man continued to shout, "My wife and children are here too, do you want to drag us to death together? Ah! You must fight! Tell me, what should we do now?!"
The granddaughter was frightened and cried even harder.
Huo Dongsheng's hair was disheveled, and he kept waving his hands and swallowing his saliva: "Calm down, let's talk it over, okay..."
The crowd was in chaos. Someone shouted at the young man, "Don't be naive! We are all backbones. Chairman Huo is dead. Can they let you go? Can they? Put down your gun!"
The Gustav troops outside were still resisting, but the top Chinese workers in the house had already started fighting among themselves.
…
On the dark street, Gwen changed out of his military uniform and put on ordinary work clothes. His face was smeared with black mud. He walked quickly and quietly along the street with only two of his men.
At this moment, Gwen saw from afar at the intersection ahead, a large number of military vehicles and soldiers in green clothes rushing towards him.
Gwen stopped in a hurry, looked around, then picked up the pistol, and smashed the glass of a store with a bang: "Let's go in!"
The three of them stepped on the broken glass and crawled in together.
The store is not big and it is pitch black inside. There are a few shelves outside and a door inside.
To avoid being discovered, Gwen opened the door and hid inside with his men.
"Go further inside." Gwen didn't dare to relax and walked further inside along the corridor.
After a while, the three men leaned against the wall, gasping for breath.
"This damn place!" Gwen couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "I swear, I will never come to this kind of place again..."
“Bang!”
Before she could finish her words, a flashlight suddenly lit up in the distance and shone on Gwen's face.
"who?!"
Gwen was shocked and subconsciously drew his pistol. His two men also took out their cell phones and shone the flashlights forward.
The three of them looked up and saw a dense crowd of black people squatting in this small corridor, both men and women, old and young...
They were all skinny, with ragged clothes, and they didn't know how many days they had been hiding here. They smelled bad. They were all residents of the south of Saint Paul City, and they were forcibly driven away when the war started.
The city said that a refugee camp was built, but in fact, once the guns started to fire, no one cared about these things.
The two sides stared at each other for a while. Gwen felt a little numb on his scalp. He slowly raised his hand, swallowed his saliva and said, "We are refugees too..."
"He has yellow hair!!" a man stood up.
"He's from a large district!"
"He's the one who brought the war!" a woman squatting on the ground shouted.
Gwen said this, and shouted urgently: "I dyed my hair!! I'm not...!"
“…Kill them!!”
The blacks could no longer sit still, and they stood up in a rush, each with hatred and resentment in their eyes, and walked forward to press forward.
"Don't, don't come over here..." Gwen felt a chill down her spine, raised her pistol and threatened them.
“Kill them!!”
With a roar, these black people rushed over like a tide, instantly drowning Gwen and the other two...