"What do we do now, can the state government and Washington rescue us?"
After hearing the news of Jimiko's death, all the senior officials were panicked and talked about it in low voices. Even the mayor himself had a grim look on his face, and it was unclear whether it was because of anger or fear.
"Ladies and gentlemen, since you are so frightened, why don't I send you off so that you can escape from the sea of suffering and enter the arms of the great Lord of Disasters as soon as possible?"
Suddenly, the soldier's tone suddenly changed. He raised his rifle and fired at the high-ranking officials present. "Archbishop Wilson asked me to say hello to you!"
What happened was so unbelievable that these senior officials were shot to the ground before they could react. Only a few quick ones fell down and hid under the table.
Seeing this, the soldier fired again without hesitation and began to massacre these decision makers in San Francisco, wanting to kill them all.
“Da da da da!”
Bullets were fired at random from the gun barrels, shooting at the decision-makers in San Francisco. Blood gushed out, and the soldier seemed to show a hint of satisfaction on his face.
The sound of gunfire quickly spread throughout the entire building. The faces of the soldiers in the corridor suddenly changed, and they hurriedly ran towards the conference room. Seeing the corporal who was shooting at the senior officials, they shot him dead without hesitation!
After killing the traitor sent in by the 'Son of Disaster', the soldiers looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground and became a little overwhelmed.
"If I had known... I would have confiscated his gun before he entered the house."
The people on guard expressed great regret for this. Now the top leaders of San Francisco are almost finished, and the few remaining ones who survived by chance are unable to take charge of the overall situation. Now even the army is a little at a loss.
More importantly, this incident has also caused problems with trust within the National Guard.
Soldiers can openly go and massacre high-ranking government officials. How much of the National Guard has been infiltrated by the "Son of Disaster"? How much of the police department has been infiltrated?
The National Guard soldiers who were loyal to their country only felt a deep chill and an indescribable sense of terror spreading in their hearts.
Soon, the major general who received the news rushed to the scene. Looking at the corpses all over the ground and the few lucky people being carried into the ambulance, he widened his eyes and could not calm down for a long time.
After seeing the bodies of the senior officials who had been in a meeting not long ago, the major general of the National Guard shuddered, his eyes filled with fear: "This matter must be reported to Washington immediately, and the surrounding National Guard must be sent here as soon as possible!"
To be honest, he was panicked.
If these guys are all dead, then wouldn’t the next target be him, a major general of the National Guard?
Although he is not the highest military rank holder in San Francisco, there are still several lieutenant generals in San Francisco, but those old guys are just in name only, hanging around in San Francisco waiting for retirement. The one who actually handles matters such as the National Guard and military reporting is him, the major general.
If the Son of Disaster wanted to assassinate someone, he would definitely not assassinate those lieutenant generals and admirals who were waiting to retire. Instead, he would definitely choose the responsible major general like himself and several brigadier generals!
What should I do? What should I do?
The major general was now like an ant on a hot pan, so anxious that he was running around in circles and dared not make any move at all.
Escape from San Francisco?
Don't be ridiculous. In the barracks, he felt that the soldiers around him would rebel at any time. How could he escape from San Francisco?
After all, escaping from San Francisco requires transportation, and he now feels that any means of transportation may be an ambush.
He was in a daze and didn't know how he spent the afternoon.
In the afternoon, he stayed cautiously in the corner of the office, holding a pistol, always feeling that someone wanted to harm him.
There’s nothing I can do, I’m just panicking!
Unlike other generals who are not afraid of life and death, he was able to sit in this position largely because of his strong background.
He graduated from a military academy and had the ability. Both his father and grandfather were famous generals in the United States. As the third generation of a general family, he naturally had many opportunities to gain experience, which led to his rank of major general.
Compared with the elders in the family, his military command ability may be acceptable, but he does not have the courage to face life and death.
He doesn't want to die in his prime years.
“Crack.”
Suddenly, the door of the office was pushed open. He was so frightened that he almost raised his gun. He was relieved when he saw that it was an officer he had known for quite some time. He opened his mouth and asked, "What's the matter?"
"General Bailey."
The officer took a deep breath, closed the door, took a few steps forward, and said to him, "I have some special intelligence to report."
"Special intelligence?"
The major general was puzzled for a moment and was about to say something, but he saw the officer getting closer and closer to him, which immediately made him panic: "Why are you getting so close?"
The officer did not respond, but instead spoke to himself: "General, the times have changed. This is the era of the extraordinary. Is the U.S. Army worthy of our continued loyalty?"
"The land beneath our feet belongs to the Indians, the indigenous peoples of America. As for why it is now called the United States, I believe you should know the reason without me having to explain it further."
"This is a supernatural age. The ancient gods are reviving. How will the gods in Indian mythology treat us?"
"The United States is a newly emerging country. We don't have any gods. Once the gods in Indian mythology are revived, what should we do?"
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