America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 439 Workers Pickets

The three parade teams converged along their respective streets towards Union Square like flowing water.

Near Union Square, Sergeant Porter led the police officers of the police station to stand ready.

Behind him are not only those subordinates in his jurisdiction,
There are also key police officers drawn from other San Francisco precincts.

Under the mayor's instruction, these police officers were all under Potter's command.

Sergeant Potter had never been so proud in his life.

"Brothers, get ready for me. What we carry on our shoulders is the mayor's ardent expectations for us. What we carry on our shoulders is the long-term stability of San Francisco!"

After delivering an impassioned speech to the police officers, he led several subordinates into the second floor of a building next to the square, staring at the movement in the square.

Soon, the number of people in the square gradually increased.

People gathered from various nearby streets to the square one after another.

Some of them are nearby workers, and some are citizens watching the excitement.

"Boss, why don't we just set up checkpoints on the street to stop them?" A subordinate who went to investigate asked Sergeant Porter puzzledly, "Three waves of parade teams are coming towards the square from three directions. Let them It’s not easy to concentrate together!”

Sergeant Porter spat out the smoke residue in his mouth with a "bah", and said angrily:

"Do we have that many people? Get these people together so I can clean them up!"

He looked out the window.

The slogans of the parade gradually approached, and from Potter's position, he could vaguely hear the thunderous footsteps.

Finally, members of the Labor Knights appeared at the corner of the square.

The first one to appear was naturally Mr. Hawley, the chairman of the California Labor Knights and the leader of the California workers.

He was wearing a brown overalls.

This color is not eye-catching in the gray and brown-based parade, but his blond hair makes him stand out in the crowd.

"Assemble! Assemble! Let's wait for the brothers of the 'National Farmers Union'!" Duncan beside Hawley directed the members of the parade behind him loudly.

Soon, the vanguard of farmers and women also entered the square.

The three main forces of this parade met in Union Square.

Union Square gets its name from the fact that during the Civil War, a meeting on the unification of the Union was held here.

The area of ​​the square itself is not large enough to accommodate so many parades, so the people participating in the parade lined up from the square all the way to the outside of the square.

The women's caravan came in handy at this time and became a temporary podium.

Everyone who was willing to speak jumped into the car one after another, expressing their opinions to the crowd in the square.

First there was Oliver Dunleavy, the head of the National Farmers Union of California.

He denounced the current industrial capitalists who are greedy for profit, put their interests first, exploit poor farmers without a bottom line, and use bank loans to deprive farmers of their property in disguise.

Banks provided loans to farmers and confiscated their land when they couldn't repay the loans.

Farmers cannot survive without their land. They can only lease the land of those big capitalists, become tenant farmers, and be squeezed repeatedly.

Next is the mayor's daughter.

The sisters around her wanted to help her into the caravan, but she waved her hand and refused.

The mayor's daughter gathered her skirt, stepped on the edge of the caravan, and climbed up.

Her appearance won a round of applause from the audience.

No one knew her, but from the way she talked and dressed, she was educated.

It takes a lot of courage for such women to express their opinions in public.

After that, some people spoke one after another.

Finally it was Hawley's turn.

Under the stars holding the moon, the blond young man jumped up in one stride.

Like an agile gazelle, he jumped up and stood firmly on the highest point of the caravan.

Hawley raised his hands and waved to the people below with a smile on his face.

But he didn't know that his smile was shining into someone's heart like sunshine at this moment.

The mayor's daughter was fascinated by watching it below.

She is at the age of the first love at this time.

Since I was a child, I have been cared for by my father in every possible way. The boys I can see are nothing more than brothers and brothers in the family. At most, there will be some rich children of the same age at boring dance parties.

But they all looked stupid and ignorant, and none of them was as heroic as the blond young man in front of him, with a warm smile.

Hawley in the van, unaware of this, begins his speech:
"...as our forefathers said, human rights are born! Everyone in this country is born equal!"

"...As long as we are united, our strength will be strong! We need to change, because we have the ability to be equal to them! California is everyone's! Beauty is everyone's!"

".At this moment, struggles are taking place in every corner of this continent, from the Mississippi River to the Atlantic Ocean; from Chicago to San Francisco; this is a day that will be remembered in history"

His voice was loud and echoed in the square.

The workers and farmers in the audience listened carefully to him, full of admiration.

If before, Holly joined the guild just to complete Chen Jianqiu's mission.

From the moment he officially became the chairman of the California Labor Knights, he really began to work hard for his long-lost belief.

Huo Li will never forget why he ran away from home in the first place, and similarly, he will never forget Chen Jianqiu's words "with a clear conscience".

The speech in Union Square was still going on, but Potter on the second floor couldn't sit still at all.

Let this guy go on, I'm afraid the whole of San Francisco will be blown up later.

"Action! Action! All the police came in to arrest people." Potter had no intention of looking downstairs anymore.

He patted his gun and walked quickly towards the door, preparing to go downstairs.

"At that time, no matter who it is, as soon as they hear explosions or gunshots, they will shoot immediately. Do you understand?" He ordered to his subordinates.

The sky began to turn cloudy, and Hawley's speech was drawing to a close.

Suddenly, the people participating in the parade in the square heard a burst of dense footsteps coming from outside the square.

The uniformed police officers lined up and surrounded the square from all directions.

They all had guns in their hands.

"Block the entire square!" Potter shouted to the policemen behind him, "Reserve team, prepare to follow me into the venue to arrest people."

Some in the parade looked back.

The sudden appearance of armed police officers unnerved some in the march, who were unsure whether the officers would take further action.

However, Hawley on the caravan did not stop his speech.

He looked composed.

Because Holly knew that if he was in chaos at this time, the crowd below would also be in chaos.

"Get out of the way, if you have nothing to do, go home!"

After completing the siege of the parade crowd, Sergeant Porter led the police into the square.

They waved the butts of their guns in their hands, driving away the surrounding crowd.

"Don't follow behind and make a fuss, you won't have eyes when you wait for a bullet!" Sergeant Porter grabbed the collar of a citizen who was stretching his neck to watch, and dragged him out.

After the surrounding bystanders were cleared, the police lined up and gradually approached the square.

The crowd outside the square began to commotion.

Hawley winked at Duncan below.

Duncan understood.

He raised his hands in a gesture.

Suddenly, many workers with armbands stood out from the parade crowd. There were always Chinese workers and white workers.

The waists of these people were all bulging, and they began to move closer to Duncan.

The crowd in the square consciously gave way to allow these people to pass.

"Pickets, follow me!"

Duncan gave an order and led the workers towards the periphery of the square.

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(End of this chapter)