Reborn South Africa as a police officer

Chapter 1979 72 hour
At eight o'clock in the morning, the morning glow is all over the sky.

The sound of guns and guns around Victoria stopped abruptly, and the city seemed to have returned to its former calm.

At the checkpoint on the Kitchener Port Highway, there was a long line of wounded American soldiers waiting to enter Kitchener. They could carry their belongings, but they could not carry weapons. They could only enter Kitchener after being inspected by the mercenaries of the Umbrella Company.

Lieutenant Colonel Carey, with a bandage on his head, is bidding farewell to the doctor. He is going to return to the mainland of the United States to recuperate with the U.S. fleet. When parting, Lieutenant Colonel Carey presented the doctor with a Parker pen made in the United States, and vowed that in the near future In the future, he will definitely return to Victoria with the US-Pakistan coalition forces.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I think we'd better never see each other again." The doctor gave Lieutenant Colonel Carey a watch made by Eternal, which was much more expensive than a Parker pen.

"I will miss you, doctor." Lieutenant Colonel Carey shook hands with the doctor, turned around and strode away.

The doctor shook his head, put the pen into his pocket, turned around and started busy work.

Nearly [-] U.S. wounded soldiers need to be treated in Kitchener Port, many of whom are seriously injured. The number of doctors in the U.S. Marine Corps is not enough, and it is difficult for ordinary soldiers to get timely treatment, but they are already very lucky, at least they can save Those soldiers of the Brazilian military government are really miserable.

The medical resources of the Americans can't even satisfy their own people, and they are simply unable to provide treatment for soldiers of the military government. Even military officers receive far less attention than ordinary soldiers of the US Marine Corps.

The junta part was not included in the agreement between George Marshall and the Umbrella, so when the U.S. wounded lined up to enter Kitchener, many junta soldiers tried to sneak in, some of them not even wounded at all.

After the 72-hour countdown began, the U.S.-Pakistan coalition forces have already begun preparing to evacuate. Smart people know that the coalition fleet cannot take everyone away, and the government forces will definitely be abandoned.

Victoria is now surrounded, and after the Americans withdraw, the officers and soldiers of the military government will have no way to escape except to surrender to the Michigan Army.

At this time, Kitchener Port became the only choice.

The wounded soldiers who enter Kitchener will be checked first, and the priority will be determined according to the condition of the injury. The more serious injuries need to be sent to the hospital for treatment immediately. Some Marine Corps doctors are also on the scene, and they will also stay in Kitchener. Hong Kong until all these wounded soldiers recover to health.

"It's a very serious problem. If someone dies in Kitchener Port, who will be responsible?" Black is in a good mood. The US government will bear the medical expenses of these wounded soldiers, which is obviously a lot of income.

"If he dies, it can only be regarded as his bad luck." Alan Jonson sneered, medicine can't cure the disease, if there is no cure, no one can do anything.

"Do you think the Americans will accept this reason?" Black worried that the Americans would backtrack.

"Then why do you think the Marine Corps doctors are here?" Zhang Xian had already made preparations. The treatment plan for each wounded soldier would be determined after consultation with doctors from both sides, and the Americans would not be given a chance to settle accounts later.

Before Zhang Xian finished speaking, there was a sudden noise at the checkpoint. A group of military government soldiers also tried to enter Kitchener Port, but they were intercepted by the US Marines maintaining order.

"We are also injured, why can't we go in?"

"Please, I want to live too—"

"We don't carry any weapons, we can pay you, and we can work for you, my children are still waiting for me—" the wounded soldiers pleaded.

"No, please leave here immediately and don't disturb the order here." The American marines on duty were ruthless, and the interests of the Americans were not guaranteed, so the Brazilians had to wait.

"Why are you doing this, we have fought side by side?"

"We just want to live—"

"You are simply too much, aren't we human?"

The soldiers of the military government are very dissatisfied, and their emotions have reached the verge of losing control.

For the domineering Americans, many soldiers of the military government have long been unable to bear it, but dare not speak out.

Now that the Americans want to flee, it is obvious that they want to abandon the soldiers of the military government. The grievances that have been squeezed for a long time have concentrated and exploded, and the situation is in danger of getting out of control.

"Leave here immediately, this is an order from the headquarters!" The marines were uncompromising, and someone had already pushed and loaded the guns.

The soldiers of the military government were silent, the anger in their eyes was palpitating, and a disturbing atmosphere was spreading.

A Brazilian soldier whose body was already shaky couldn't hold on, and suddenly fell to the ground.

"Carlos—"

"Doctor, doctor—"

The scene is in a mess.

The doctor had just finished examining an American second lieutenant, and just told the nurses to send the American second lieutenant to the ward, and then he heard the cry of a Brazilian soldier for help.

Without hesitation, the doctor got up and walked towards the fallen Brazilian soldier.

"Sir—" an Umbrella mercenary tried to stop the doctor.

"It doesn't matter, they are not enemies now, but patients—" The doctor's love is boundless, and it is the bounden duty of a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded.

The condition of the soldier is very bad, his leg is badly injured, the treatment is not perfect, the stitches are messy, and the wound is still inflamed.

"Send him to the operating room, he must receive treatment immediately." The doctor shook his head slightly, and probably had to amputate it off.

It's not bad, although amputating a leg can at least save his life, which is already very lucky.

"Doctor, you should put more energy into the treatment of Americans." The captain of the Marine Corps who led the team said bluntly.

"Trust me, it won't take too long." The doctor raised his hand and called the nurse over.

The captain frowned, but he remained silent after all, allowing the nurses to carry the wounded soldier away.

If we add fuel to the fire at this time, it might cause the Brazilian soldiers present to mutiny.

"Doctor, help me—" a wounded soldier dragged the doctor's clothes and begged bitterly.

The doctor felt the strength of the wounded soldier pulling the corner of his clothes, and it seemed that the problem was not serious.

Then look at the wound again——

It looks very fresh.

Humanity!

"Your problem is not serious. Stop the bleeding first and then bandage it. It will be fine in a few days." The doctor hates this kind of behavior, and it is not uncommon for him to injure himself in order to avoid fighting.

"No, no, doctor, I think I'm going to die—" the wounded soldier didn't let go, and continued to plead.

The doctor glanced at the captain.

With strides, the captain kicked the wounded soldier away.

"what are you doing?"

"You can't beat people—"

"It's too much!" The Brazilian soldiers who were already emotional were suddenly excited.

Bah!
The captain fired a warning shot and his eyes were cold.

The wounded soldiers were silent, and the long-standing obedience to the Americans still dominated at this moment.

"Leave here immediately, don't gather crowds to make trouble—" The captain is uncompromising, the poor man must have something to hate.

When the wounded soldiers entered the port of Kitchener in line, the American Marines on the pier were also lined up to board the ship, and they were going back to the United States to rest and recuperate.

Responsible for maintaining order on the pier are Brazilian soldiers.

As the Mizhou army approached the city, the U.S.-Pakistan coalition soldiers were panicked. Various versions of rumors were flying all over the sky, and the Brazilian soldiers on duty couldn't help but whisper to each other.

"The Americans have withdrawn, what should we do?"

"The commander should have arrangements. The U.S. Navy takes the Americans away. We can at least leave on our own ship."

"Oh, see for yourself—"

Delusional Brazilian soldiers look back to see U.S. Marines lining up to board a Brazilian warship.

"We've all been abandoned—"

This scene is somewhat heartbreaking. The Americans boarded the ship with big bags and small bags and left with their trophies. Even the American military dogs were allowed to board the ship, but the soldiers of the military government could only watch helplessly, waiting to accept the judgment of fate.

At this time, a large group of Brazilian soldiers rushed over in the distance.

"Stop them, don't let them enter the pier—" the Brazilian officer leading the team ordered.

"Sir, are we abandoned?"

"The Americans have abandoned us, who are we fighting for?"

"We also want to live, at least give us a way out?"

The soldiers surrounded the officer leading the team and chattered.

"This is an order, what the hell can I do?" The officer leading the team shouted hoarsely, and he was also in the ranks of being abandoned.

"Let's go to the general for an explanation!"

"We want to live too—"

The soldiers rushed towards the pier with the officers in their arms.

The well-prepared U.S. Marines pushed and loaded the bombs.

"Stop or we'll shoot—"

The Brazilian soldiers continued to advance towards the pier despite warnings.

Bah!
I don't know who fired the shot suddenly, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Bah!
A U.S. Marine opened fire and a Brazilian soldier fell.

"Fight with the Americans!" Finally, some unbearable Brazilian soldiers raised their guns at the US Marines, and more Brazilian soldiers ran around like headless chickens, hoping to escape from the pier as soon as possible. They haven't done well yet. Preparations against the Americans.

blah blah——

Marines use machine guns to shoot at Brazilian soldiers.

More Brazilian soldiers fell, and countless people fell in a pool of blood and wailed for help, but the American soldiers not far away were indifferent.

Crazy machine guns, ruthless shooting, chaotic crowd, glaring blood——

All this was faithfully recorded by a camera not far away.

"General, you must stop doing this immediately, otherwise our defense line will completely collapse without waiting 72 hours!" After the gunfire, Barreto finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Calm down Mena—" George Marshall was deadpan.

"I can't calm down. My people are being slaughtered. They didn't fall on the battlefield, but they fell under the guns of friendly troops—" Barreto really didn't expect that the Americans could actually do it.

George Marshall didn't speak, but glanced at the guard next to him. The guard immediately restrained Barreto and fired Barreto's gun.

(End of this chapter)