Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 152 Betrayal
Colonel Norrington's call to arms immediately received countless responses.

We must now unite against this common enemy.

After a day of looting, the vast majority of participants acquired enormous wealth...

This place is incredibly wealthy.

Those skyscrapers are all names that command the world's attention. The wealth rankings are merely an entry ticket here. Billions of dollars flow through any one of these skyscrapers daily, attracting various investment institutions. Blowing open an underground vault could reveal mountains of gold, silver, and cash. It's safe to say that the regular army, the National Guard, and even some armed civilians have already reaped their desired rewards. Now, the important thing is to protect those gains.

We can't let someone else take it from us.

Meanwhile, the National Guard troops from various states who are continuously arriving are there specifically to seize them.

This is the enemy.

Common enemy.

Then the battle began in earnest.

The regular army, National Guard, and armed gangs scattered throughout the city, occupying skyscrapers, all ceased their original struggles and turned their attention to the external enemy.

The main battlefield outside the city, spanning several bridges, saw the defending troops occupying the fortified buildings, raining bullets down on the bridges. Tanks and artillery on the ground bombarded their rear, and even self-propelled artillery dispersed under the cover of skyscrapers to bombard the airport. However, lacking air superiority, they were simultaneously facing aerial attacks, as they lacked the field air defenses of Russia and could only use Stinger missiles to disrupt enemy aircraft.

Fortunately, there are those skyscrapers.

The latter provided them with sufficient protection.

Especially the older ones, like the Empire State Building, which are made of high-quality materials and are basically like reinforced concrete fortresses.

But their opponents were also bloodthirsty. After all, the wealth was within reach. Although the casualties were heavy, who cared about such a huge sum of money? As long as the survivors could grab the money, that was enough. Besides, the Southern rednecks were already satisfied with the thought of storming into the city...

Great-great-grandfathers, did you see that?
Our flag is already flying here...

They actually raised the Confederate flag from back then and even planted it on some high ground.

Some Lone Star National Guard units have even bravely broken through the blockade and entered the city, engaging in street fighting with the defending forces.

Both sides wore nearly identical uniforms, used the same weapons, and spoke the same language with various accents, killing each other amidst skyscrapers.

Two Mao should be familiar with this kind of scene.

However, the defenders also had an advantage, because many of those looting here were from the eastern city. They were far more familiar with the enemy-controlled area than the enemy itself, so they were so eager to fight that they even launched attacks behind enemy lines.

Guided bombs and artillery shells roared through the sky, tracer flashes of shells and bullets crisscrossed the river, thick smoke billowed from the subway entrance, and bursts of flame tore apart the once bustling city. Skyscrapers trembled from the explosions of heavy bombs. This spectacular scene shocked the world...

"Donald, as the president of this country, can't you even command the National Guard of a single state?"

Yang Feng, standing on a rooftop, held his phone and said with great dissatisfaction.

He was the middleman.

Because of his mediation, the armed gangs in the city stopped looting and restored order, and the disaster in the city gradually subsided. However, at this time, the Lone Star State National Guard launched a brazen attack, forcing them to take up arms again to defend themselves. This action not only undermined his peaceful efforts as a mediator but also rendered the President's previous words meaningless, so Yang Xianren naturally had to question him first.

"Please give me a moment, sir. I am in contact with them. There may be some misunderstanding."

The internet celebrity president quickly offered an explanation.

“Misunderstanding? I don’t see any misunderstanding. Colonel Norrington was right in front of me, explaining to them repeatedly, but all he got in return was a missile that was tracking his signal. That missile was clearly meant to kill us to silence us.”

There's nothing I can do now.

Unless you order the opposing National Guard to cease their attack, they will have no choice but to continue fighting.

This city is being destroyed, and there's very little I can do to protect it.

Yang Feng said.

As he was speaking, the skyscraper across the street was hit by a guided bomb.

Although the bomb hit an upper floor, its powerful impact caused some floors to collapse immediately. One could even see refugees falling into the collapsed sections, their screams echoing through the sky. A mortar shell, having missed its target, fell from the sky, landing directly on Yang Feng's head. With a swift motion of his jade axe, he teleported the shell to the designated garbage dump. The refugees hiding there behind him immediately burst into tears of joy, and several socialites hugged Yang Feng, rubbing their cosmetics on him. Yang Feng gently patted their backs to comfort them.

One of the divine servants, facing the live stream camera, cheered that the immortal master had once again proven everyone right.

But it's of no use.

In fact, the internet celebrity president didn't care about it at all after making the call.

He didn't dare to interfere.

Right now, the National Guard in every state is cheering for him. Don't these guys know why they're cheering? They're not supporting him; he's just given them a chance to make money, or more accurately, a chance to rob people on orders. And now, when their enthusiasm is at its peak, he's pouring cold water on it.

Are you kidding us?
Did we cheer for you for nothing?

You gave us the opportunity to rob under orders, and now that we're about to succeed, you're stopping us from doing so.
Do you feel like you've grown too big for your britches?

So he really couldn't interfere. It wasn't his money that was being lost; let them fight it out. In the end, they'd all be his supporters. Even if the city was destroyed, so what? They could just rebuild. So, while the two sides were fiercely fighting across the river, the president gave a speech, claiming that the chaos there was about to end. Although small groups of rebels were still putting up a stubborn resistance, with the arrival of the pacification army, they would be dealt with soon. The city had suffered heavy losses from this chaos, including his own businesses, but fortunately, rebuilding was all that was needed. He didn't care about his own losses, so why should anyone else care?
They're just some big buildings.

Rebuilding will suffice.

He just loves building skyscrapers.

He and the capitalists tied to the real estate industry behind him were all happy at the thought of rebuilding a ruined city.

The reason this country isn't developing well is because there are too many old buildings. If just a few more cities were razed, it could boost GDP growth by a few percentage points. As for funding, the government has no obligation to provide disaster relief. At most, it can provide loans to the victims. Even though your houses were destroyed by war, the government can give you loans to build new ones, and then you can work hard to pay off the loans for the rest of your lives.

In fact, this disaster, which conservatively estimates has already caused tens of thousands of deaths, is not a bad thing for the president and the interest groups behind him; it could even be considered a good thing. At their level, casualties and building damage are naturally insignificant. Besides, those who suffer losses are primarily the financial capitalists who are hostile to them. This event will indeed hurt the latter, but so what? They still cannot leave this country, they still depend on this country. Where else can these vampires run rampant?

Europe?

If they had been happy in Europe, they wouldn't have gone to the New World back then.

Asia?

Then you definitely shouldn't go.

Financial capitalists are tied to this country.

Can't break it!
Because of the inaction of the internet celebrity president, the fighting on the front lines has become increasingly fierce, and National Guard troops from more states have arrived one after another. They have also seized airports, and then soldiers land and directly storm into the cities.

"That liar!"

Colonel Norrington looked at the enemy troops breaking through the bridgehead and said bitterly.

He had already guessed that he had been betrayed by the internet celebrity president. In the end, compared to the support of more than thirty states, their numbers were insignificant and could be sacrificed. The out-of-state National Guard soldiers who killed them and then divided up their wealth would also become staunch supporters of the internet celebrity president.

The latter doesn't care who acts as his henchman, as long as they are his henchmen.

This is an easy choice to make.

But the problem is...

That would finish them off.

It can't be whitewashed.

“Our ammunition won’t last long, and this place is too small. The only thing that can protect us is these buildings. But if they dare to use heavy bombs, we could be buried alive. Right now, they just can’t bring themselves to do it.”

"A captain said."

They watched Yang Feng silently together.

You need allies!

First, your image must be positive. You are not rebels; you are merely protecting the buildings within the city and the refugees hiding inside. You have not participated in looting.

Yang Feng sat there and said with a deep expression.

Of course, this part definitely cannot be broadcast live.

"But we must contact the top leadership of the opposition."

Colonel Norrington said.

He certainly knew who this ally was.

The opposition party absolutely cannot allow the internet celebrity president to use this incident to establish a special security detail. They've already lost the election, but at least they still have the ability to resist; the outcome of the next election is still uncertain. However, if the internet celebrity president arms his supporters, then they will have no chance of a comeback. It would be a joke if someone with guns couldn't crush them. The internet celebrity president has almost died once; at his age, he's not so scary anymore. He came to power to seek revenge, but he doesn't have the ability to act freely. However, if he successfully arms his supporters, then he will be the new head of state.

The armed special forces will make all politicians who oppose him kneel before him and sing his praises.

Yakuza Princess?

Can the Mafia withstand machine gun fire?
Valve?

Can a luxury house withstand a tank cannon?
That will be the end for the opposition party.

Therefore, the opposition party is now condemning the internet celebrity president for deliberately escalating the killings, and has even cooperated with Yang Feng, saying that through his mediation, the armed personnel in the city have stopped fighting and restored order, and that it was the Lone Star State National Guard that provoked the war again.

Even those whose property suffered severe losses came out to persuade the fighting to stop, claiming they had forgiven the armed personnel.

pattern!

Look at this layout!

"Have your men search for those who are trapped; there should be some inside."

They're now tied to you. These Southerners clearly don't care if they live or die; if they want to survive, they have to cooperate with you.

Yang Feng said.

Colonel Norrington's eyes lit up.

Indeed, there are still many people trapped inside these skyscrapers, mostly lower- to mid-level employees of financial institutions like banks and insurance companies. There are certainly some higher-ups, though, since even if helicopters could pick them up, it's uncertain if they could make it in time. The foreign military's attack doesn't care about their lives; many have already died in the bombings. The vast majority of these people are supporters of the opposition party, and those higher-ups must have direct access to key figures in several opposition factions.

For example, a yakuza princess.

If the internet celebrity president were to actually establish an armed special forces team, the first thing he would probably do is have her and her husband die suddenly.

Once the National Guard from the surrounding states storms the city and quickly acquires enormous wealth, their future will be tied to the celebrity president, or even his successor. This wealth will also be a noose around their necks. At that point, the opposition will have to face a president who truly controls the military and can send tanks at them one by one at any time, making him a near-military dictator.

Or enemies.

If we don't run away, we're really doomed.

Just as they were talking, a heavy bomb exploded in flames on a nearby skyscraper, causing the upper part of the building to sway precariously. Falling debris mangled the armed civilians below who were firing at the opposite side, leaving them bloodied and mangled...

Half an hour later.

One of the bank CEOs who was found joined them in enjoying the scene of corpses scattered everywhere.

The CEO stared tremblingly at the corpses.

This place not only contained the armed personnel who were crushed to death, but also many refugees who were blown off the roof. There were both men and women among them, most of them wearing business suits, and one of them was obviously of high status, wearing a custom-made high-end suit and a watch worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

“It was William. I didn’t expect that he couldn’t escape either.”

He spoke with a hint of sorrow, as if mourning the death of a rabbit.

"It's time to end this tragedy. Your president clearly doesn't want to end it. I don't understand why a president of a country would do this, but that's your business and has nothing to do with me. I just don't want to see any more people die. They have been authorized by your president, that's a fact. Colonel Norrington is now the acting division commander, and those following him are not bandits; they are simply protecting those who are trapped."

But those on the other side refused to stop.

Your president has promised to make them stop, but they haven't stopped.

I don't understand your affairs, but your president did make a promise.

Yang Feng said.

The CEO quickly put on a humble smile.

“Sir, I will contact Schumer immediately, but they may need you as a witness.”

He said.

"Of course, I will immediately explain the situation here via live broadcast, including your president's promises to them, and the recording of our call can also be played."

Yang Feng said.

The CEO smiled and nodded.

"Your Excellency, thank you for your efforts in saving this city."

He said.

(End of this chapter)