At the beginning, 100,000 dead soldiers formed a group to go to the Eagle Sauce for free shopping

At the same time, all the death squads in all cities and states of the United States received this order.

The original passive counterattack mode was directly switched to the active hunting mode of IRS members.

At this moment, the 300,000 death squads hidden in New York City came out one after another, walking in the streets with guns.

On the side of a street in a certain block.

Dozens of IRS officers were preparing to follow the latest retreat order and leave here. They were talking and laughing, and their expressions were relaxed.

"I just killed seven or eight guys from the Death Squad without giving them a chance to fight back."

"Okay! Carl, stop bragging. If I hadn't been quick and shot a member of the Death Squad, you might have been taken away with me."

"These guys are really hard to deal with! They are fearless and like crazy people."

"Haha! No matter how crazy they are, they are nothing compared to us elites who have received special training. If it weren't for the fact that there are more of them, they wouldn't be able to cause any big trouble."

"……"

At this moment, a group of assassins passed by and found them.

When they saw them, they picked up their AKs and started shooting without saying a word.

"Da da da da……"

"Da da da………"

In an instant, the street turned into a battlefield, with bullets flying everywhere.

Several IRS officers were caught off guard and died on the spot.

However, despite the surprise attack, they were still very strong and immediately found cover in the shortest possible time and took out their weapons to fight back.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta……"

"Boom boom boom………"

"Boom... Boom...……"

Although the IRS officers had strong basic qualities and fought bravely, the death squads were even more fierce.

AK47s fired bullets continuously, high-explosive grenades were thrown like crazy, and from time to time, death squads took out RPG rocket launchers and blasted the enemy and their bunkers to pieces.

It took only a few minutes.

Half of the dozens of IRS officers were killed.

The rest hid in a building and tried to fight guerrilla warfare.

"FUCK! Where did these guys come from? They actually launched a sneak attack? How shameless!"

"Those attackers seemed to be members of the Death Warrior Gang. Damn it, how dare they...how dare they be so rampant?"

"That’s right, they openly attacked our IRS, aren’t they afraid of being wiped out by the army?"

"Damn it, where did they get heavy weapons like RPGs? If I can find out which bastard sold the weapons, I must send him to jail."

"Okay, stop complaining, let's use this building to fight guerrilla warfare and wait for support! The enemy's firepower is too strong, we can't rush out"

"Ash, have you called for backup? If this takes too long, we can only find a weak spot and raid 217."

"Uh... Boss... I think calling for backup is of no use anymore!"

"What? What do you mean?"

"See you in the next life!"

After saying this, an IRS officer closed his eyes in despair.

The last thing he saw was dozens of RPS rockets coming at him with tail flames.

The next moment...

"Boom boom boom boom………"

Dozens of serial explosions occurred almost simultaneously, instantly turning the building used as a bunker and the dozen or so IRS officers inside into rubble.

When in doubt, use RPG.

For the assassins, it doesn't matter whose property those buildings belong to, as long as they are blown up.

At the same time, similar things were happening on the streets throughout New York City.

As long as they encounter someone wearing an IRS uniform, the assassins will attack and kill like crazy, and will not stop until they are dead.

AK47s fired crazily... endlessly threw high-explosive grenades... launched RPG rockets in groups... not to mention other means, just the above three tricks completely stunned the elite officers of the IRS.

They couldn't beat them, and they couldn't hide.

For a time, the officers of the IRS suffered heavy casualties, and the death toll began to rise wildly.

200 people

……

300 people

……

500 people

……

At the same time, at another street corner, a larger-scale gunfight was taking place.

On one side were more than 200 dead soldiers, and on the other side were more than 100 IRS officers, as well as several supervisors and directors.

At this moment, gunshots and explosions were heard.

On the side of the street, there were several car wrecks that were burning fiercely after being blown up by RPGs.

Behind a bunker, the IRS director was hiding there in a rage and incompetence.

"Damn it… Damn it… Damn it… I’m the director of the IRS, and these scumbags from the Death Gang dare to attack me?"

"Crazy... Crazy... Really crazy... I must dispatch heavy armed forces into the city to completely wipe out this group of daring lunatics."

In fact, he was in a state of fear and shock at the moment.

Shock: Surprised that someone dared to attack the IRS director.

Fear: Fear of dying in the hands of this group of lawless lunatics.

At this moment, the thing the director regretted most was why he had to show off in person at the scene.

Wouldn't it be better to command it remotely?

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world, even if the director regrets it, it will be of no avail.

A moment later.

The number of dead soldiers increased, and other dead soldiers continued to rush to the scene to join the battle.

However, the IRS has not received rescue yet, or the rescue they are waiting for is also waiting for rescue from others.

Behind a bunker, the IRS director gritted his teeth, his face grim.

"Damn, are all those bastards dead? No one has come to support them yet."

As he spoke, his eyes gradually revealed despair.

He never expected that he would die so hastily.

The head of the IRS of the United States was shot to death by gang members in the city. This sounds like a joke.

At this moment

"Da da da da……"

"Bang Bang Bang Bang……"

A force of several hundred men suddenly joined the battlefield and instantly helped the remaining IRS soldiers to resist the attack of the dead soldiers.

Seeing this, the IRS tax director seemed to see the light of hope and became more energetic.

A moment later, a figure appeared beside him.

"Chief Henry, please follow me and break out!"

"Who are you?"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, I'm Rocas William, the New York City Police Commissioner, follow me! We can't hold out for long."

"Huh? Yes, yes, yes……"

With that, the two of them left the area under cover.

On the way, the assassins kept appearing and launched a relentless attack.

The number of subordinates who covered the two of them in their evacuation also began to decrease.

Half an hour later.

In a resident's house on a certain street.

The two of them and several of their subordinates temporarily escaped the assassins' pursuit, and they collapsed to the side and breathed a sigh of relief.

"This gang of assassins is too crazy! How could you, the New York chief, let them go to this extent?"

Hearing these questioning words, Rocas's face turned very ugly, and he wanted to beat the bastard next to him to death.

He wasted so much effort to save an idiot.

It was really unlucky.

If he wasn't afraid that this bastard would die in New York and be held responsible, he wouldn't have saved him!

"Humph! I have only been in office for a month. The responsibility for letting them go is not mine, but the one before me."

"More than a month ago, New York City was in chaos, thousands of colleagues were killed and seriously injured."

"Up to now, many colleagues are still lying in major hospitals!"

"The Death Squad is large in number, arrogant and domineering, and is distributed in various blocks."

"How should we manage it?"

Hearing this, IRS Director Henriette was speechless. He hummed for a long time before speaking.

"Uh... Chief Rocas, I was sorry for my inappropriate words just now."

"After I leave safely, I will definitely mobilize the armed forces and cooperate with the New York police to wipe out this cancer in New York."

Hearing this, Rocas was delighted. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

It's great!

This is the promise he wanted.

To be precise, it was the words"cooperate with the New York police".

With this sentence, the credit will be firmly occupied.

After destroying the Death Soldier Gang, it will be easy to rise to the top.

"But...how can we leave safely? The members of the Death Soldier Gang are everywhere. Damn it. Why would a gang have so many people? It's outrageous."

"Don't worry, Chief Henry, I have figured out a solution."

"any solution?"

""Change your appearance and appear in a different identity."

A moment later, several people changed their uniforms into ordinary civilian clothes and set off again.

The effect came out immediately after the change of clothes.

Many assassins passed by, glanced at them, and left without attacking.

At that time, the thrilling encounter made several people sweat and tremble with fear.

After that, IRS Director Henriette and others knew the secret that if they changed into civilian clothes, the assassins would not take the initiative to attack, so they quickly notified all subordinates to change clothes and evacuate.

Of course, this premise is that changing clothes will only be useful after avoiding the pursuit of the assassins.

If they change in person, the assassins will still shoot.

Although they acted according to the rules set by Lin Yaozu, they were not fools.

Just like that, after the gunfights in various blocks of New York City ended, there were no new gunfights.

Then, a large number of assassins reappeared and began to clean up the various scenes.

In addition to New York City, many other cities in other states also experienced A gunfight broke out.

Many IRS members were walking on the road when they were suddenly shot by the assassins passing by.

There were also many IRS cars, no matter if there were people inside, they would be hit by an RPG out of thin air.

If there was no one, the car would be scrapped; if there were people, both the car and the people would be scrapped.

In short, the total number of people in the IRS of the entire Eagle Sauce Country began to drop sharply.

The total number of deaths soared rapidly.

Although it has not been fully counted because the cities are distributed too widely, it has not attracted attention.

But I believe that after this incident explodes, it will cause a super earthquake in the entire Eagle Sauce Country.

That afternoon, on the way from New York City to Washington, an ordinary-looking car was driving at a high speed.

Behind it, there were several similar cars and several buses.

At this moment, in one of the cars.

On the co-pilot seat, an IRS director with a white gauze bandage on his arm was chattering with an angry look on his face.

"Director, we can't just let this go. We must destroy this damned gang of assassins."

"Otherwise, our IRS will lose face in the entire United States, and everyone will become a joke."

"Since the establishment of the IRS, I have never encountered such an arrogant gang organization. They are so crazy that they dare to attack the IRS. They are really ignorant of their own lives."

"……"

In the back seat of the car, IRS Director Henry, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly snorted and scolded his subordinates.

"Okay, stop talking! I know these things better than you do."

"After returning, we will fully investigate all the relevant information about the Death Warriors Gang and launch a comprehensive elimination plan."

"Cut the grass and root it out, leaving no one alive."

The words revealed a murderous and bloody atmosphere.

Unfortunately, Director Henry didn't know it yet.

At this moment, at the IRS headquarters, there was a super big surprise waiting for him!

Although, he might not like it too much.

……

On the other hand, the gunshots and explosions that echoed throughout the entire city of New York throughout the day also caused a huge sensation on the Internet.

Of course, it may be very sensational and worthy of discussion for people in other states, other cities, and other countries.

But the local citizens of New York City have gradually begun to get used to it.

When the gunshots outside began to sound one after another.

They calmly gave up the idea of going out to work, setting up stalls, opening businesses, etc. They just lay down on the bed, took out their mobile phones, played games, watched videos, and chatted with local friends on social networks.

"Another gunfight, sounds like a big one"

"I heard that it seems like there is another city-wide gunfight this time, and high-explosive grenades and RPGs are being used!"

"It's another day off, so boring, come on, let's play games together!"

"I don't know how long it will last, I hope it will be longer, I haven't felt like going to work recently"

"……"

The above is the style of chat among New York locals.

On the Eagle Sauce Network, other people's discussions are in a different style.

"Oh my god! What happened to New York? I feel like Gotham City in the movies is not this chaotic."

"Another large-scale gunfight, with grenades flying everywhere and RPGs flying wildly. It's too outrageous. Is this really New York City in America?"

"There was a big gunfight last month, and it happened again this month? What does that mean? Once a month?"

"Although the Eagles have always loved freedom, isn’t New York City too free?"

"Is there no news online yet? Who is fighting whom?"

"The last time, it was the local gangs in New York fighting the Death Squad, and the last time, it was the New York police fighting the Death Squad. Is there any need to think about it this time? There must be a Death Squad in it."

"Haha! Listening to your words is better than reading them. You are here to popularize nonsense literature for us!"

"……"

As for other countries' Internet and international Internet, they are full of netizens from various countries who are just watching the fun and not minding the trouble.

"LOL... The Eagle Sauce Country is making trouble again, and this time New York is taking the lead again, apparently dissatisfied with being overshadowed by northern Myanmar and Korea. (Chinese)"

"China is still safe. Why are these foreign countries so chaotic? It's really outrageous. (Chinese)"

"I seriously suspect that the Death Warriors and the Bangzi Gang are related. They collected protection money on the same day and their styles are very similar. (Korean)"

"Idiot, the Eagle Country's Death Soldier Gang actually originated from the Korean Country's Bangzi Gang. (Korean)"

"I'm drunk. As expected of a country that has applied for World Heritage status, they also want to grab a wave of this. It's really 666! (Chinese)"

"……"

Goryeo, Seoul.

Inside the Four Seasons Hotel, in the presidential suite, next to the private outdoor swimming pool.

Looking at the battle victory prompts that flashed on the system panel, Lin Yaozu randomly selected one, looked at the battle memories, and understood the situation.

After a moment, the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a satisfied look.

"The IRS of the United States? Shameless! Repeated provocations"

"You want to fight me? Are you worthy?"

"snort!"

"From now on, I will make sure that no IRS personnel dare to wear the uniforms of the department to show their identities in the entire Eagle Sauce Country."

After saying that, Lin Yaozu looked at the current total value points.

930,000.

It increased by 730,000 again, including the 530,000 spent before.

This time, the protection tax of New York City and Korea harvested a total of 1.26 million value points, which is 12.6 billion US dollars.

Among them, New York accounted for more than 4 billion US dollars, and the rest of the cities in the entire Korea added up to just over 8 billion US dollars.

If you calculate it, the output value points of two New Yorks are equivalent to the entire Korea.

Sure enough, the economy of small countries is garbage, so it's better to catch a superpower like Eagle Sauce Country to fleece it.