Chapter 1845 Investigation

The rumble of guns rang out all day, and the citizens of San Antonio just realized how terrible war really is. The vibration of the bomb falling on the ground can dislocate people's internal organs. The rioters who were originally troubled were either in panic all day long, or frantically looking for transportation to escape from the city.

Chandra was also trapped inside the city as a representative of the New York fraternity. Zhou Qingfeng's methods were intertwined, which made him never expect the Aurora Legion to act so quickly and so simply, let alone the American Baath Party's defeat so quickly.

A lot of negative publicity made the morale of the Baath Party army extremely low, and a large number of defections made the Baath Party army even more suspicious. Many people who had never thought of surrendering put down their weapons in a daze, and there were piles of people who followed the crowd.

When the smoke of gunpowder continued to rise in the city, Chandra could only stay in the residence provided by the Ba'ath Party. He didn't dare to run out, so he could only keep contacting New York for help, and at the same time pay attention to the satellite TV of the Aurora Legion to obtain the latest battlefield information.

The propaganda department of the Aurora Legion did a great job in this conflict. It was the overwhelming TV reports that caused the originally stable Ba'ath Party to collapse in just one month.

You must know that when Victor Hugo announced that he would dominate the United States, most people were shocked, but not many people took it seriously. But now he has to occupy several states in the southwestern United States, among which Texas and California are the key.

When any conjectures and predictions become a foregone conclusion, the entire North America can only accept it-you must know that it took half a year for the Aurora Legion to overthrow the "Mexist Formation" before, but this time it took only one month to overthrow the more powerful Ba'ath Party, and the battle took only one month. one day.

This is too scary, and many people need time to digest the impact of this reality. Before the Aurora Legion took action, everyone thought that the United States had a vast land, a large population, and a strong military force. Who would dare to mess with it?

And when the Aurora Legion took down the American Baath Party, everyone felt in horror that our Great America really has many internal troubles and many disadvantages. Regardless of political system, economy, military, and even culture, there seem to be big problems.

The fighting in the city continued for a day and a night, and Chandra also stayed in the residence for a day and a night. Compared with the panic and suffering of his subordinates, Chandra himself is calm. He first stayed on the TV to watch real-time news, and then went to sleep peacefully according to the host's suggestion after the water and electricity cut off.

By the next morning, Chandra took to the streets of San Antonio alone, intending to see the actual battle situation.

At this moment, the fierce fighting has ceased, but the small group failed to escape. The Baath Party SS is still running around and resisting, and gunshots can still be heard in the city from time to time. As soon as Chandra walked out of the residence, he saw that the streets were full of guard posts, and the Aurora Legion had indeed controlled the whole city.

"Old man, go back immediately and don't stay on the street. We are cleaning up the city, and it is still dangerous outside." The soldier in charge of the city's martial law aimed his gun at Chandra, but seeing that he was an old man, he kindly advised him not to come out .

There are a lot of broken debris on the street, not bricks or glass, and all kinds of property discarded in the panic, all left by the citizens during the chaos yesterday.

Standing in the debris, Chandra raised his hands and shouted, "I'm a diplomat. I'm from the New York Fraternity. I want to see you sir."

As Senior Political Advisor to the Brotherhood of New York, assessing the impending dominance of the Aurora Legion in Ba'ath territory is a very important and urgent task. Chandra will not let go of this opportunity to visit the front line in person. Soldiers, residents, and prisoners of war are all subjects of his research.

Hearing that it was a New York Fraternity diplomat, the legionnaires stationed on the street allowed Chandra to approach slowly. After it was determined he was unarmed, he was sent to battalion headquarters stationed at a secondary school in the block.

"Which unit are you from?" Chandler asked the junior officer of the legion who sent him here. He saw that the other party was a Mexican, and he was very curious about his current state of mind. "What do you think of this war? Why did you join the army of the Aurora Legion? Are you really loyal to Victor Hugo?"

"We are the Seventh Division of the Mexican Defense Forces,

I don't think much about war. As for why he joined the army of the Aurora Legion, this is a very natural thing. I'm already a member of the Legion and can't leave. "The junior officer didn't say much, threw Chandra towards the battalion headquarters and left.

The battalion department in the school was full of people coming and going, and jeeps or pickup trucks transported people in and out from time to time. The environment of the battalion headquarters was a bit messy, and Chanrad revealed his identity again, but was asked to stay with the fleeing citizens temporarily collected by the battalion headquarters.

The classrooms of the school are full of panicked citizens, many of them are slightly injured, and military doctors are providing simple treatment. Seeing their numb and terrified faces, Chandra also sighed. He squatted towards the corner of the classroom and asked the people around him, "Do you regret it?"

"What?" A middle-aged man was slightly taken aback by Chandra's question.

"The propaganda of the Aurora Legion is obviously inductive, and the truth of the incident may not be what we saw. We should have other options." Chanrad said, "But right now everyone has lost control of their destiny."

The fleeing citizens around seemed to want to say something a long time ago. After they stayed for a while, someone shook their head and said, "You mean this conflict? Maybe you regret it, but we don't care anymore."

"What do you think of the Aurora Legion?"

"I don't know, I only know that they should be very rich."

"Are you really willing to accept a foreign ruler?"

"It doesn't matter, I really don't care now. As long as there is no war, let this damn war stop."

"At least this alien race can provide a stable life."

"The alien legionary has already ruled millions of Americans, so what if he rules millions more?"

"Aren't you worried that you will no longer be American in the future?"

"There are four races in my blood."

"I'm Irish."

"I'm German."

"I'm Italian."

"The real Americans are the extinct Indians."

Pessimistic, negative, self-deprecating, resigned to fate, no longer praying, this is what Chandra felt among the fleeing citizens. I feel that these people have been mentally exhausted after repeated tossing, and have no intention of making trouble.

Chandra asked a number of people, and most of them had no desire to fight. He asked a rather stocky-looking guy, "When did you Texans give in so easily?"

As a result, the other party immediately replied angrily, "We are not born fools, don't the Texans deserve to die one by one?"

Alas..., upon hearing this, Chandra was also confused. If the toughest Texas cowboys in the United States are tamed, who else can stand up to stop the expansion of the Aurora Legion in the future, and who can stop Victor Hugo from proclaiming the United States?

"Maybe I should wait a little longer, be patient."

"The Aurora Legion is currently only under military occupation. It is still unknown how to eliminate the various contradictions during the rule in the future?"

"The Baath Party can't control Texas, and the Aurora Legion will also be in trouble."

Chandra thought about it until a soldier came and called him, offering to send him to the division headquarters.

Walking out of the classroom where the fleeing citizens were housed, Chandra felt that the future of Texas was no longer on these confused Texans. But as he was walking, he suddenly saw a beaming person running towards him, rushing into the classroom in a hurry.

"Who is this man?" Chandra asked the soldiers leading the way suspiciously, it was very rare to see people with happy faces at this time.

Before the soldier could speak, the laughing guy shouted at the door of the classroom to hundreds of numb refugees: "Everyone, my name is Sherlock.

I'm the new mayor of San Antonio. I'm so happy today because I'm finally qualified to serve you voters! "

Whoops... Chandra was stunned, and a word popped up in his mind-beautiful traitor!