death of hope

Chapter 392 "Corporate Warrior" (303) Orange Alert

"

This is not a drill!
repeat
This is not a drill!
Citizens of New Cambushville,
Please do not gather in public places,

Please don't gather in the air defense bunker,

Don't panic,

don't be confused,

Maintain order! "

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A promotional van with a loudspeaker speeds through the block, playing the audio on a loop:

"

Our gun control policy on the Signus Five is working,
Terrorists don't have thermal weapons, they don't have thermal weapons!

Based on current information, the violence only occurred in two areas.

Mr. Mayor issued an order,

The city's civil servants canceled their vacations,
We are urgently organizing all police forces to control the situation,
At the same time, the three reinforced brigades of the Federal Star Defense Force are heading to the urban area,

This is all to protect your life and property!
Drivers of private cars are asked to give way to military vehicles and police vehicles, as well as fire trucks and ambulances.

Urgent notification, urgent notification!
Two consecutive serious violent attacks occurred in the city.

The first one, at the house at No. 148 St. Catherine Street,
The second time, at the Old John Fishing Club by Dongshan Lake,

Please avoid the danger areas mentioned above,

Avoid the danger areas mentioned above!

Please don't watch the fun!Don't watch!
This is not a security drill!
repeat!This is not a drill!
The air defense alert will continue until the end of the crisis,

This is not an ordinary violent incident, and it is likely to be a precursor to a large-scale terrorist attack.

The first batch of police officers who went to the scene have all died in the line of duty!
Our public servants have lost their lives!The casualties were heavy!

Violent elements are ruthless killers who kill without blinking an eye!Although there is no thermal weapon,
Still can't take it lightly!

Citizens, stay home!

We'll go door to door!To eliminate hidden dangers!
repeat
Please stay out of the danger zone!
The number of casualties caused by the incident is not yet known.
This is organized and premeditated violent crime,
In order to prevent more similar cases from happening,

New Cambushville has entered an orange level [-] emergency!
Please do not gather in public places, our police forces are being deployed across the city,

The star defense force has entered the urban area and set up checkpoints at various intersections,

If you find suspicious persons holding controlled knives, or find suspected explosives,

Do not act on your own!Don't be a hero!
Please call 911 immediately..."

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Propaganda vans drive through the block, repeating the audio.

"Woo~woo~woo~"

The ear-piercing air defense sirens sounded, and the panicked people were looking for shelter.
On Signus V, formations like this have only been seen during interstellar wars.

Fire engines, ambulances, more and more police cars, and armored vehicles of the anti-riot force appeared in the urban area.

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engine roaring,

The black-smoky Toyota pickup driving on Catherine Street,
Suddenly, the vehicle lost control and crashed into a tree outside the post office with a bang.

The bumper was smashed, the windshield shattered, and the bag full of fishing rods in the cargo compartment fell heavily.

The reason for the loss of control of the vehicle was a puncture, a puncture caused by the ninja logo, and there were traces of knife cuts on the door.

The car door opened, and a tall figure came out, shaking the broken glass on his body.

Marcus Lynch looked confused,
Step by step, bloody footprints, towards the direction of home.

Wearing a straw hat, linen shirt, basketball shorts, leather sandals, holding a harpoon in his left hand and a police double-barreled shotgun in his right.

The blue and white shirt was stained red, it wasn't his blood,

It's the blood of Mr. and Mrs. Joseph's fishing companions,

The poor couple were pierced through the throat by the shuriken thrown by the ninja.

Marcus Lynch was trembling all over, he was not cold, nor was he afraid of death,

Hearing the news of the attack on his home, he felt heavy and wondered if his wife and children were still alive.

This uneasy state of mind is more tormenting than receiving bad news.

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Everything happened so suddenly...

It was just an ordinary, pleasant and comfortable afternoon,
The Old John Fishing Club on East Hills Lake has a community fishing competition,
The contestants were all familiar old neighbors in the neighborhood, as well as civil servants in the neighborhood who were on vacation.

The competition was fierce, and Mr. Joseph, the previous champion, temporarily took the lead with 165.9 pounds.

Lynch is not far behind,

He caught a largemouth bass, this one was at least 15 pounds, and it would definitely beat the pounds,
He wanted to catch the big fish with a fishing net, and everyone applauded for him. Lynch looked at the trophy and felt that he was determined to win it.

At this happy moment, a group of ninjas in black and bloomers raided the competition site,

The target was Lynch, and the neighbors who were fishing with him suffered disaster.

Several of the transformed cyber ninjas are particularly powerful,
Even Marcus Lynch, one of the strongest combat powers of mankind, the legendary federal paratrooper, couldn't break out of the encirclement with just a harpoon.

Fortunately, there were three police officers on leave at the time of the incident participating in a fishing competition,

Although the officers were disemboweled by ninjas, the guns and ammunition left in their police cars opened up Lynch's way out.

Unlike most of the colonies in the Terra Federation, where the law and order are chaotic, Signus V is a colony with strict gun control.

Police revolvers and shotguns are far less powerful than military weapons. With his strong body, combat skills, and psychic talents, Lynch fights his way out.

The harpoon in his hand was bent from repeated jabs, and the police shotgun was down to one bullet.

This was a premeditated killing. The ninjas underestimated the strength of the target, resolutely gave up the mission, and retreated voluntarily, leaving behind a pile of corpses.

Police lights were flashing in front of his eyes, and the EOD team was rummaging through the nearby trash cans for suspected explosives. Lynch looked at all this blankly,
It's so unreal, like being in a nightmare.

"Sig... Franz... Sarah... don't let anything happen..."

A strong man who escaped from the dead, chanting the names of his family members, that is all he has,

Once lost, I really don't know how to face this cruel world.

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With trepidation, Marcus Lynch went home,

There are more than a dozen police cars parked in front of the house, pulling a plastic cordon.

"Hello! Sir!"

A young police officer yelled at him: "Please don't approach the scene! It's dangerous here!"

"Stop!"

"What's wrong with this man? Is he deaf?"

"That's...Mr. Lynch, the owner of this house..."

A sheriff recognized Lynch, took off his hat and said to him:

"Things have already happened, please remain calm..."

"Hey! Look! That guy has a gun in his hand! It's our police shotgun!"

"What's going on? Did he attack the police?"

"I don't know, don't shoot! Mr. Lynch is a decent man! I guarantee him with my life!"

A ranger with a country accent shouted:
"Brothers, don't shoot! I also vouch for Mr. Lynch! My grandson was trapped in the tree house, and he helped save him! He is famous for being warm-hearted in our neighborhood!"

"It's true that this man is the owner of the house...but he's holding a weapon now!"

"Don't go any further, Mr. Lynch! Or you'll shoot!"

"Put it down! Whoever dares to shoot, I will fight him desperately!"

Disagreeing police officers quarreled and quarreled, but soon there was no need to quarrel,

I saw Marcus Lynch silently throwing away the shotgun and harpoon,

He raised his hands high, stepped across the blockade, and walked towards the door.

"Finally... Phew... He put down his weapon!"

"He looks... not very stable, does he?"

"Nonsense, if something happened to your family, would you still be able to calm down?"

"He's a veteran with PTSD trauma! Don't irritate him!"

"We followed him at a distance and looked for opportunities to control him."

The sheriff blew his whistle:

"That's it, come three people and follow me! The others can do whatever they want!"

(End of this chapter)