Chapter 839 Clearly Marked Price

In the combat command room in Washington, President Wilkie paced back and forth anxiously, looking up at the clock in the corner from time to time, waiting for news of the rescue operation.

After a while, the piercing phone rang, and a staff officer answered the phone and listened for a while, with a confused look on his face.

Put down the phone and report to the president and everyone. "Mr. President, the thugs set off fireworks in the city center, and it seems that they are attacking our paratroopers?"

"Using fireworks to attack paratroopers?" President Wilkie was a little stunned. Are these black guys so smart? Can they think of such a brain-opening method? He looked at Commander Arnold on the side and asked. "Will the loss be great?"

Commander Arnold also heard this for the first time, but thinking that fireworks should be able to burn silk parachutes, he nodded. "Because our paratroopers are concentrated in the city hall, the loss may be not small."

"These damn bastards!" President Wilkie cursed angrily, it seems that the rescue operation will not be too smooth.

Soon, news came that the ground forces had launched an attack. According to the plan, regardless of whether the paratroopers' rescue operation was successful or not, the ground forces would launch an attack on time. But the ground forces' attack was not very smooth. The thugs took advantage of their familiarity with the city's terrain and were elusive. In addition, they also had powerful weapons such as bazooka rockets. The attacking soldiers did not have an advantage, and even suffered considerable casualties.

"Damn it! We must investigate how these heavy weapons fell into the hands of these thugs!" Are these guys crazy? They can sell anything for a little money? ! If the price is enough, can they even sell the entire United States in a package?

"Yes!"

At this time, the secretary brought the telegram just sent from the Soviet Union. President Wilkie took a look and threw it into the trash can. "What's the point of saying this nonsense?" Now that the Germans have occupied Adak Island, the route from the United States to the Soviet Union will soon be completely cut off. At that time, the United States and the Soviet Union will have no relationship. Moreover, the United States can no longer take care of the Soviet Union and can only focus on the defense of its homeland. Thinking about the supplies and personnel that had been shipped to the Soviet Union before, President Wilkie was so regretful that he should have followed President Roosevelt's policy and ignored the Soviet Union.

The battle continued the next day.

These elusive thugs made the attacking American soldiers extremely cautious. However, this is the homeland, and they can't carry out a bombing, or even use artillery to bomb any buildings. After all, there are many civilians in the city besides the thugs.

Bang!

When they approached an office building, a Molotov cocktail fell from the sky and hit them not far away, setting a raging fire.

"There are people upstairs!"

As soon as the group looked up, they saw at least a dozen Molotov cocktails falling from the sky. Some of these Molotov cocktails hit the ground, and some hit the tanks. Because it was summer, the tanks were hot and stuffy, and everyone habitually opened the hatch to move forward.

As a result, facing these Molotov cocktails falling from the sky, they had no time to close the hatch, and a Molotov cocktail happened to hit the tank cabin and exploded, burning the crew inside.

Looking at the tank surrounded by flames, the soldiers on the left and right quickly moved away, fearing that the tank would explode and implicate them. At this time, unbearable insults came from upstairs, and their female family members were greeted at a very fast speed.

"Damn it! Kill them!"

A group of soldiers rushed into the building angrily. As soon as they arrived at the lobby on the first floor, a group of thugs with live ammunition appeared behind the railing on the second floor, aiming at the group of people at the door from a high position. The weapons in their hands were varied. There were Thompson submachine guns, M1912 shotguns, Springfield rifles, revolvers, etc.; they didn't waste words and pulled the trigger directly.

Instantly, the sound of Thompson submachine guns bursting out instantly engulfed the entire hall. The exchange of fire was fierce and short. Soon, the thugs who had the advantage of terrain and firepower won the victory and put all the soldiers on the ground.

Then these thugs rushed to the first floor and snatched dog tags from the bloody bodies.

The so-called "dog tags" are not tags worn on dogs. Its official name is called military identification tags, which are jokingly called dog tags. As for why they are not called cow tags or horse tags, it is because the English word for infantry is dogface.

The "dog tags" of American soldiers have a long history.

During the Civil War, in order to confirm their identities as soon as possible when they were injured or killed, the northern officers and soldiers who participated in the war privately bought or made wooden tags and hung them around their necks or put them in their pockets. The tags were engraved with their names and unit numbers. This was the prototype of the US military identification tags.

During World War I and World War II, weapons became more powerful and soldiers could be blown to pieces if they were not careful. At this time, higher requirements were placed on the durability of the tags, so metal materials were used.

The reason why these thugs fought for these dog tags was that if they took these dog tags to the city hall, one dog tag could be exchanged for 5,000 US dollars. At this time, 5,000 US dollars was not a small amount for ordinary white people, and for these black people, even if they did not eat or drink for 20 years, they might not be able to earn that much. Such a generous reward was enough to drive many people crazy, and coupled with their hatred for white people, they were happy to take up arms and join the riot.

This reminds people of the methods used by the United States to treat Indians in the early days of its founding. After the early independence of the United States, due to the increase in population, a new period of resource plunder began. Under the bandit logic of the Americans, they believed that the land where the Indians lived should belong to them, and only the strong could decide who the land belonged to, so they began to persecute the Indians frantically, using the most brutal methods, causing the indigenous residents to be treated extremely unfairly. In the end, the United States passed various unequal treaties and laws, causing the Indians to suffer the greatest massacre.

In order to compete for land, the United States began to clear out the local Indians through its own army, and this clearing activity was carried out thousands of times, large and small, making the survival of the Indians extremely difficult. In order to encourage soldiers to massacre Indians, they also gave material rewards. They clearly marked the prices of the Indians' heads, leaving these Indians with almost nowhere to escape. At the last massacre of Indians, even if the other party had surrendered, they would not let the other party go.

I'm afraid that Americans didn't expect that one day their heads would be marked with prices and robbed.