1122 Fall

Ms. Tracy would certainly not know that her warning to the second woman was not only ineffective, but instead created a new problem for her.

Moreover, it is still a big trouble!

But even if she knew it, she couldn't stop it. She wasn't qualified to intervene in this kind of trouble, so she could only watch it happen.

The federal government has enacted many laws to protect politicians during their term of office, and the protection of the president is the most extreme. Even though many presidents in history have been sued by ordinary people, that is only what they allowed.

Or maybe it's just those cases that the presidents are willing to cooperate with, and more of them have not been disclosed.

The mere fact that the president is immune from all kinds of legal liability while in office renders any prosecution meaningless to them!

They can go to court and accept those lawsuits only when they understand that they will definitely win the lawsuit, or that even if they lose the lawsuit, it will not have any negative consequences for themselves.

Just like the Mr. President who said in court, "I will never fucking swear again." People will not dislike him because he swears, but will feel that this Mr. President is very real.

It was so real that he would also use "fuck" to express his emotions and opinions when speaking. Not only was the image he established among the people not ruined, but he also gained support from more people.

Politicians are never a simple group. If anyone is deceived by politicians on TV who behave worse than mentally retarded people in welfare homes, then it’s hard to say who is the fool.

Mr. President, who has various privileges, naturally also has various responses. If someone pays too much attention to his private life... he may get into big trouble!

A few days passed by almost in the blink of an eye, and there was no negative comment about Mr. President winning the first place in the bowling competition.

He didn't get any money, which made the public believe that this was not a money and power deal, and the second-place woman almost beat him, just by one point. It didn't look like a show, everything was So real.

The society's response to Mr. President being able to participate in an increasingly popular movement in society with ordinary people has been very positive.

Just when people were celebrating that the Federation had a very people-friendly and amiable president, the battle in the northern Marillo started again.

Ryan leaned against the wall and gasped for air. Just a minute ago, he was injured.

I don't know why, but the warlords in this small city have a very strong sense of resistance. The battle started while they were still on the outskirts of the city, with gunshots and explosions everywhere.

He glanced down at his thigh. The bleeding had stopped. The bullet did not hit his thigh, but entered from a very shallow position, and then penetrated and flew out from the outside.

The bullet was not lodged in the muscle. All he had to do was clean the wound and sew it up.

His stitching skills are pretty good, at least for now.

His comrade threw a grenade at the house opposite. After the whole bungalow shook violently, the gunfire here seemed to stop briefly.

But the next moment, bullets were fired from other places, as if there were people hiding and shooting at them everywhere.

This is the most tenacious resistance and confrontation Ryan has ever experienced!

"These people are crazy!"

He gritted his teeth and said, then quickly stretched out his head to look around, then retracted.

The next second, several bullets fell on the ground in the room. Ryan shook his head, "There were too many, there was no time to look. There was a person behind the window with a flower pot on the second floor at three o'clock. On the first floor at ten o'clock, There were people behind the wooden grille, but I only saw these two.”

His companion nodded, "You attract some firepower."

Ryan looked at his companion, his lips moved but he made no sound.

His companion looked at him and said, "You must be scolding me."

Ryan rolled his eyes and quickly ran to the other side. His running between several windows immediately attracted enough firepower, while his companion quickly turned around, half-crouched, placed the gun on the window sill, and aimed The silhouette of a figure in the window with a flowerpot on the second floor on the right pulled the trigger.

The bullet flew out of his weapon in a swirling motion, and in the next moment, it penetrated into a man's head.

With a snap, a window opened in the back of the man's head, and his brain and blood stained red and splashed across the entire room!

There were those damn things on the roof, on the walls, on the floor, sticky, wet, disgusting, and terrifying.

"Three o'clock is solved, I will try to find a good position to deal with ten o'clock..."

The two people discussed and responded. They just tried their best to do that. From the outbreak of the battle to now, they have advanced one street, and a day is about to pass.

I don’t know if there is anything particularly important here. It’s incredible that these people can resist until now.

At this time, the command vehicle at the rear also felt incredible. The battles encountered before were often concentrated in certain areas, such as the city center, or some places that were easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Such a full-front confrontation situation has never occurred before. The original plan of the command vehicle was to advance to the city center before nightfall today.

What they were facing was a small city. Even if they walked, two hours would be enough for them to reach the city center. This was not to mention the straight-line distance.

But in fact, nearly nine hours had passed and they had advanced less than a hundred meters.

Those people sniped at them like crazy. This also made these commanders, Blackstone Security's field employees, feel what a real "meat grinder" was like for the first time.

It is obvious that they are constantly annihilating the enemy, and it is obvious that they themselves are constantly suffering casualties, but it is always difficult to move forward.

There is no way to cross even the distance of one street!

The commanders were silent for a while and decided to use bombers to carry out coverage and saturation bombing.

Not long after the radio wave was launched, a response was received from the airport. The bombers were loading and inspecting, and were expected to bomb the designated target in forty minutes.

The command vehicle then issued instructions to all frontline troops, requiring them to begin evacuating in twenty minutes, and must evacuate out of the city after thirty minutes, and wait until the bombing is over to confirm whether to resume the attack.

This information relieved the frontline offensive personnel. With bombers, the pressure on their offensive end would be drastically reduced.

Ryan also received the news in time. He looked at his companion lying on the ground with his head covered in wall dust and grinned, "I feel that our efforts just now were meaningless. They should have bombed earlier."

The gauze on Ryan's legs showed some bright red. In order to attract fire and observe the enemy's fire, he kept running around the house at the risk of being hit.

As a result, now that there was going to be a bombing, he felt that the risks he had just taken were all in vain.

What if he was hit by someone, wouldn't it be... He wanted to say bad words again.

He didn't like swearing when he was in the army, but now he can't help it.

In the end, he cursed a few times, and his comrades just grinned, "Okay, they have to have time to deal with it. Who knows, these people are as crazy as eating poisonous mushrooms."

"Who could have guessed that?"

The two said something behind the bunker, then looked at the time, and then began to retreat. At twenty-seven minutes, they completely left the city.

Just as the federal people were retreating in large numbers, a flag suddenly rose in the city, which read...

"Federals get out of here!"

This flag was faithfully recorded by some war reporters. They thought it would be a good subject and could sell for a lot of money if sold to the media.

At the thirty-sixth minute, a slight buzzing in the ears cheered everyone up. Bombers were simply illegal on the current battlefield.

People waved something in their hands to salute the plane and the pilot, and then watched the bombing formation fly over the city, watched them drop bombs one after another, watched... one of their planes suddenly fell down!

A bomber spun black smoke and crashed to the ground, followed by a violent explosion. The terrible effect of the explosion of bombs and fuel caused the flames to rise twenty to thirty meters high, maybe even higher. .

The remaining bombers in the sky began to rise crazily. Everyone stared at the place where the firelight dissipated with wide eyes and disbelief. They had no idea what was happening.

At this time, the pilots of the bombing formation were frequently using radio communication. People on the ground may not feel anything yet, but they have already noticed that something on the ground is targeting them.

The plane that crashed just now was destroyed by something on the ground. It didn't fall by itself.

"Hurry up and drop the bomb and return immediately after dropping it. We may be in trouble!"

The news was quickly passed to the airport further behind. Half an hour later, as the remaining planes returned, maintenance personnel discovered a large number of bullet holes in the fuselages of the four planes.

Researchers conducted analysis at the scene and concluded that the crashed plane was most likely caused by a damaged wing.

The wings of these four aircraft were intact. Although the fuselage suffered obvious damage, it did not constitute fatal injuries.

This news quickly spread back to the Federation. After all, airplanes are still in the mythical stage. The destruction of airplanes at this time will have a great impact on many things.

At this moment, in Mr. Wardrick's manor, Lynch was tasting delicious steak.

Cut very thickly, this steak has a nice texture and evenly distributed fat, which keeps it from becoming chewy even if it's seared a little longer.

On the contrary, it will give people more enjoyment because of the slightly burnt brown surface!

There were two gentlemen at the table, and they were chatting about some ordinary topics, when the butler suddenly appeared not far from them.

"Mr. Lynch, do you have your phone number..."