I was acting crazy in North America, and all the crazy people there took it seriously.

Chapter 48: American Troops Flee in Trouble (Please read on, please vote!)
On the other hand, John Cramer no longer had the energy to be angry.

He wanted to eliminate the enormous humiliation of Prohibition as quickly as possible, but he always found himself stuck in some kind of swamp, encountering resistance, whether overt or covert, with every step he took.

The troops he originally wanted to deploy, the weapons and equipment he originally wanted to apply for... were either unsuitable or rejected.

John Cramer couldn't understand why, not only were the "wet faction" sabotaging him, but the "dry faction," who were clamoring for him to "eliminate evil completely," seemed to be holding him back as well.

For example, the 361st Army Regiment, which was assigned to the Prohibition Bureau by the "Danpai" faction, had participated in World War I, but was disbanded after the war and was only rebuilt this year and returned to the Army.

Strangely, the Washington newspapers seemed oblivious to this, not mentioning it at all when digging into the details of the Prohibition Bureau.

But John Cramer couldn't be bothered to think about it anymore; there were just too many weird things happening these days!

Moreover, the "do-good" politician who chose to draw troops from the 361st Regiment also said that although the regiment was newly formed, it had undergone rigorous training and had meritorious service in the European war (repelling German attacks), giving it a psychological advantage over the "European coalition".

In addition, he wasn't entirely held back.

For example, the immigration authorities have stopped many European veterans who wanted to volunteer for the U.S. military.

As for those who have already illegally crossed the border... the immigration authorities stated that these individuals currently possess real weapons and can only be deported to Europe after the Prohibition Bureau takes them down.

John Cramer: ...

The Bureau of Investigation, while unwilling to take any responsibility for intelligence failures, secretly increased its surveillance of Chicago and explicitly assured him that after the previous street battles, there was only a flow of people in Chicago, and absolutely no large-scale flow of weapons and ammunition.

John Cramer didn't know how credible the FBI's assurances were, but he had no choice but to go through with it.

……

A battalion of regular U.S. troops has entered Chicago!

Chicagoans practically turned out in droves, with the streets lined with densely packed, jubilant crowds!

They waved small flags like they were welcoming a triumphant hero, cheering, whistling, and even blowing kisses from the girls!
"Take them down, soldiers!"

"Give those Europeans a piece of their minds!"

"You guys have to live up to my expectations! I'm betting everything on you!"

However, none of the soldiers were moved whatsoever!

A carnival-like frenzy filled the air, but the only thing missing was the awe that should have been present for the bloody battle that was about to begin.

Damn it, these lunatics are cheering for the gladiators in the Colosseum, what's so touching about that!
Along the way, the reporters were like hyenas chasing their prey, their flashes going off incessantly.

Colonel William still adhered to the principle of concentrating forces, and first deployed all his troops to the southern battlefield, which was the "arena" set up by the Mafia.

The surrounding area was already packed with people.

Chicago police officers were sweating profusely. Their task was not to stop the fighting, but to set up roadblocks at a distance to prevent overly excited spectators from crowding into the firefight zone and being hit by stray bullets, or from causing a stampede in the scramble for a better vantage point.

Outside the roadblocks, all the rooftops, windows, and even the makeshift wooden stands were packed with people!
This scene evokes memories of the Battle of Manassas during the American Civil War.

At that time, the Northern army believed that the Confederate army was no match for them, so many Washington citizens, members of Congress, reporters and others dressed up, brought their wives and children, and carried picnic baskets to watch the battle from the outskirts of the battlefield as if it were a festival.

Then, amidst the cheers of the audience, the Union army launched an attack on the Confederate army, suffered a crushing defeat, and all the spectators were taken prisoner!

Therefore, the American concept of abstraction has a long historical tradition.

"I really hope a stray bullet flies out and wipes out all these abstract lunatics!"

Colonel William, with his stubble, spat out a mouthful of saliva.

But he also knew that there was absolutely no danger at the more distant "viewing" spots, such as the rooftops of the tall buildings behind him.

Those sitting above, holding high-end binoculars and sipping premium coffee, are wealthy individuals from various countries with illustrious fortunes.

A third-rate tabloid once calculated that if this street were bombed at this time, sending these tycoons to their deaths, the world economy would be thrown into chaos.

I really hope someone comes and blows it up!
Fuck! ...

On the second-to-top floor of the high-rise building, the Voice of Freedom radio station had already set up all its equipment.

Logan was standing in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling glass window, which offered a clear view of the entire battlefield.

How could he possibly be absent from the opening of such a grand event!
Moreover, Jeff Hackman is good at broadcasting, but he has no experience in narrating war, so Logan will be responsible for the live commentary throughout this broadcast.

What? You mean Logan has experience?

Well, it was probably Fish Leong (not really), or some football commentator, who gave him the courage.

"Listeners! Listeners! This is Voice of Freedom radio, and I'm your old friend Logan, bringing you exclusive live commentary from the front lines in Chicago!"

People across the United States held their breath in front of their radios.

In order to listen to this unprecedented "battle of the ring" and "world war" in real time, radios across the United States have been sold out during this period!

According to rumors, President Harding, who longed to go to the front lines to watch the battle but was firmly stopped by his staff, would listen to the live broadcast on the radio.

At that moment, the entire United States seemed to stop functioning, as Logan's voice pierced through the air.

"It's begun! It's begun! The battle has begun!"

Logan's voice suddenly rose, and he spoke as fast as a machine gun firing in rapid succession.

"The US forces have launched an attack! A platoon of soldiers is advancing in skirmish lines! Their tactical maneuvers are impeccable!"

"The defenders have opened fire! My God! The firepower is incredibly intense! The American troops are being suppressed! They're lying down looking for cover! It's a fierce battle right from the start!"

"We see the commander seems to be adjusting the deployment! Wow, I see the heavy machine gun squad coming up! It's a Browning M1917 heavy machine gun!"

"Alright! The heavy machine guns have opened fire! Two heavy machine guns are firing scorching lines of fire, mercilessly lashing out at the defenders! My God! This firepower is terrifying!"

"This is the rhythm of destruction! This is a storm of steel!"

"The defending troops' firepower was instantly suppressed! Completely suppressed! They couldn't even raise their heads! Is this the strength of the US military?! Is this the power of a regular army?!"

"The US infantry seized the opportunity and charged! The obstacles were blown apart! They were unstoppable! They were invincible! They broke through the first line of defense! Invincible! The US military displayed their invincible spirit!"

"The people of Chicago are cheering! Can you hear that? They're cheering for the invincible American army!"

“Aah?…”

Just as the listeners in front of the radio were getting excited, Logan suddenly changed his tone, and their hearts jumped into their throats!
Aah? What the hell?! Tell me already!
“…Ohhhh—Shit!!!” (Voiceover in utter shock)

"The American soldiers who broke through fell one by one! They kept falling! They were hit by unidentified fire!"

"The heavy machine guns have all fallen silent! The machine gunner suddenly fell! The assistant gunner went up, but the assistant gunner fell too!"

"The US offensive has stalled! Chaos! Utter chaos inside! They're on the defensive! They can't hold on any longer!"

"The US troops are retreating! They're scrambling and crawling! They're retreating! The US troops are in a sorry state! The US troops are running away with their heads in their hands!"

Logan shouted until his voice cracked!

Listeners in front of the radio: ...

Is this all the invincible US military is supposed to be?

What the fuck!

……

　No! I am an invincible heavenly soldier! (voice cracks)

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