The "Casri Academy Incident" caused an uproar in Auckland. Everyone was anxiously waiting for the result.

Mayor Duira and Director Douglas have rejected the possibility of negotiations with the black people, and a large number of police officers have been in place. The strong attack is not the result that everyone wants to see. But at least it seems that the process is not as everyone thinks now.

The prescribed hour passed quickly, and the blacks had no intention of surrendering.

Now, everyone has turned their attention to Mayor Duira and Director Douglas, and it is time to test them to deal with emergencies.

With almost no hesitation, Douglas issued his own order:

storm!

Director Douglas is actually very clear about what consequences it will cause, but in his mind, the possibility of negotiating with black people will never appear in himself.

That will bring shame to your reputation.

The prescribed time has come. General Douglas, who has lost all his patience, finally issued an order to attack. The hearts of all the TV series around Casri Academy were in their throats, fearing that the most terrible thing would happen.

A large number of armed police began to forcefully clean up the roads blocked by black people, which was not particularly difficult to them. In a maximum of ten minutes, they could enter the interior of the Casri Academy.

At this moment, a crisp gunshot sounded, and a policeman in front screamed and covered his arms and fell to the ground. This made the surroundings suddenly become confused.

Fired the gun - those black people really fired! The police lay on the ground and let the injured companion wail beside them. They waited for a long time, but the second gunshot did not remember, and then they stood up from the ground in fear and hurriedly dragged the injured policeman away.

The first strong attack failed without any suspense.

Mayor Duira and Director Douglas were in front of them. They never expected that the niggers would actually shoot. Moreover, it was obvious that this was a warning shot. The black people seemed to be telling all policemen not to easily try to enter Casri Academy, otherwise it would be hit by them. When the police evacuated, the black people did not shoot again. This was telling the white people about the attitude of all members of the "Black Panther Party".

"Director Douglas, the blacks in Casri Academy carry weapons. Their shooting skills are very accurate, but it is obvious that they don't want to kill people. Do you still think that strong attack is the best choice?"

When the reporter asked this question, Director Douglas's face looked quite ugly: "No, our police officers bravely dodged the bullets, and the attack will continue, and all the rioters will be hit hard by us. We will be too tit for tooth, and we will never engage in any form of negotiation with any rioters!"

He made his own arrangement again, and this time he no longer dared to underestimate the black people in Casri Academy. They had guns, and they also had snipers who were in a favorable position, which would make the subsequent strong attack extremely difficult.

He quickly found a suitable shooting position. There you can see the entire Casri Academy, where two policemen with accurate marksmanship stayed there with snipers, capturing every possible target.

However, Director Douglas and all the police still don’t know what kind of terrible opponents they are facing. It’s not those black people, it’s definitely not. Any member of the Black Panther Party can only shoot randomly with guns, and they never have such excellent shooting skills.

That was Khuf Naderman and several of his companions, the German "Brandenburg Commando", who carefully selected them to rush to the United States to assist Paris in a series of operations with the best special forces.

——A group of professional soldiers!

Nadman saw some light flashing in the building he passed by, and he soon knew that the Americans had arranged snipers there. However, in the eyes of Nadman and his companions, the snipers on the opposite side were completely incomparable to him, and were more like a group of rookies who had never walked onto the battlefield. He remembered that Mr. Paris had instructed him to try not to kill people, otherwise this would cause harm to the following plan.

Nadman raised the sniper infantry in his hand again that Mr. Paris had carefully prepared for them...

......

Hort and Yaz did not take the tasks assigned to them seriously by Director Douglas. The niggers had no combat power. They just needed to aim lightly and shoot lightly, and then they could scare away all the niggers.

"Hot, I said, my wife prepared a pretty good dinner tonight..."

Before Yaz could make her invitation, a "bang" sounded in front of him, and the bullet fell beside him. Yaz was so scared that she hurried to hide on the ground. However, the gunshots were still ringing next to them one after another, and the suppressed Hot and Yaz could not look up at all...

"Damn, they want to kill us!"

"No, no, they are not ready to kill us. They are warning us!" Hort's experience is still sufficient: "Leave here, Yaz, leave here quickly. I think they will never show any mercy again in the next shot!"

The gunshot suddenly stopped briefly...Hot and Yaz, two poor snipers, left the place in a panic...

......

Director Douglas never thought that such a thing would happen. God, those niggers who occupied Casri Academy actually have such excellent shooters?

The second strong attack preparation was completed, but at this moment, Director Douglas became hesitant... The full preparation of the black people and their strength made the director feel vaguely worried...

"The director, Mr. Miles, the father of the kidnapped student Dorf Miles, is here."

Director Douglas calmed down and politely greeted Mr. Miles. Mr. Miles was an Oakland tycoon with huge wealth. When Duira ran for mayor, it was Mr. Miles who donated a lot of campaign funds.

Myers came with his wife who had been crying. It was obvious that Myers was trying hard to control his emotions: "Douglas, I think we are friends, aren't we?"

"Ah, yes, Mr. Myers, both Mr. Mayor and myself are your friends."

"So. As your friend, I think I have to make some pleas to you..." Myers' voice was not very loud: "My children are now in Casri College, and many children are like Dove. The black people's requests are not too much, why can't they agree? We must be responsible for the lives of the children."

Director Douglas immediately said, "Mr. Miles. Listen to me, I have carefully discussed the possibility of negotiations with the mayor, but we agreed that we must never negotiate any form with black people, otherwise it will cause a series of chaos in the future. Have you ever thought about it? If this precedent is set, then any black people will be satisfied in such violent form...Mr. Miles, I can fully understand your anxiety, but for the sake of the city of Oakland, we should not let the future horrible things happen in our hands."

Myers was silent. Although he wanted to rescue his son immediately, Douglas's words made some sense... He was a very calm person. Although his son's kidnapping made him anxious, it could not put Auckland City in chaos because of this...

"I think you convinced me." Miles sighed: "But you must assure me that you must not let any student at Casri Academy be hurt!"

"I promise, I promise to rescue everyone safely!" Myers said solemnly.

The police were once again concentrated. This time their preparations were obviously much better. The police carrying weapons were watching the movements in Casri Academy vigilantly, and an excavator was ready to start.

"start!"

When Director Douglas issued this order, the second strong attack by the Oakland Police Department against Casri Academy began!

The excavator roared, moving its bulky and huge body to dig out the roadblocks set by the black people. Looking at everything in an orderly manner, Director Douglas's mouth showed a smile.

On the commanding heights of Casri Academy, Naderman also smiled. He made a gesture to his companion, and his companion quickly took out a bazooka.

"Are you going to give them another welcome ceremony?"

"Yes, give them another welcome ceremony that they can't forget..."

......

There was a mess around, and everyone was stunned to see everything that had just happened.

No one can believe it, absolutely no one can believe it. Damn, damn, those black people entrenched in Casri Academy actually have bazooka! Where did these black people get these powerful weapons?

Obviously, they still showed mercy. The rocket did not directly destroy the excavator. The person in charge of the excavator would never survive. The driver was only a little injured, and this shock made the poor guy dare not board his excavator again no matter what...

Mayor Duira and Director Douglas looked at each other... At this moment, they began to have the strongest concerns...

"Mr. Mayor, I just received a letter from the blacks to the newspaper." Suddenly, Brown, the chief reporter of the Oakland, said loudly in front of everyone: "I believe that all of us need to know what is written in this letter. I will read each one carefully!"

He didn't pay attention to Duila's ugly face at all, but said loudly:

"We wear a mask of bitter smile and lying, which blocks our cheeks and covers our eyes. With broken and bleeding hearts and countless cunning mouths, we smile to pay off the sins of mankind. Why is this world so extremely smart that we can count all our tears and sighs? No, we only let them see us when we wear masks...

Gentlemen, ladies. Our American dream is not complicated. We just want to turn the American dream into full of humanity, with bread and butter, freedom and equality. But now we cannot even complete this simplest dream. From the end of World War II to the present, black people are still treated unfairly in the south or north of the United States... There are still 15 million black people in the south, and racial relations have not changed fundamentally. The principle of "isolation but equality" sounds high-sounding, but the reality is "separation and inequality". Schools and restaurants in many states and places in the south

, cinemas, libraries, bathrooms, and even cemeteries, still strictly apartheid. For example, in train station waiting rooms specially prepared for blacks, they are clearly marked as ‘waiting rooms of color’, ‘for whites only – women’s bathrooms. In addition, blacks in the south enjoy low-quality public schools, health insurance and public housing. There is no black policeman in the southernmost state. There are only a handful of black lawyers. ‘Whites can steal or abuse any Negro without worrying about any revenge, because blacks cannot ask for protection from police and courts’.

Black people's suffrage was basically deprived. In the late 20th century, only one-tenth of the southern blacks were eligible to participate in the election, and they were mainly urban residents. White governments at all levels deprived almost all blacks of their suffrage through a combination of legal and extra-legal measures. Election taxes, all white primary elections and discriminatory strict registration procedures strengthened a social belief that "elections are just white people's business." Black people who dare to insist on exercising their election rights will face the destruction of the most severe beatings - beatings, shootings, and lynchings. This is more common in remote agricultural areas.

Black people cannot shake hands with white people. They are not allowed to enter white people's homes through the front door, and they are not allowed to speak to white people in formal occasions. In this harsh environment, black people rely on patience and perseverance to maintain their survival and self-respect. They must learn the skills of hiding their thoughts and enduring humiliation when facing white people..."

The surroundings began to become quiet, only Brown's voice sounded there:

"We are not trying to get any excessive demands for ourselves, we just want to get the most basic power for ourselves, but obviously we can't even do this. Yes. We occupied Casri College, but our actions were so angry and retaliated by you. The reason is very simple, just because we are all black. What if we are white? We remember very clearly that in 1962, Mildis, a retired Air Force veteran, wanted to register for admission as the first black student at the University of Mississippi. Governor Barnett did not obey federal law.

The court ordered the governor to refuse Mildis to attend school. President William's request for the governor to protect Mildis was politely rejected by the governor, and he had to send 500 federal law enforcement officers to the campus. The governor called for resistance to the 'oppressive power of the United States'. Thousands of angry white men, many of whom were armed, surrounded the campus. During the violent conflict overnight, two people died and 160 law enforcement officers were injured, of whom were gunshot wounds. However, these rioted white men were not punished at all...”

"Enough, enough!" Mayor Duira interrupted Brown in anger: "It's just nonsense, it's just nonsense!"

He had a panic, which made him feel more fear than the failure of the attack just now. He was very sure that with the cultural qualities of those "Black Panthers", he would definitely not be able to write such a very inflammatory letter. There must be a special organization that promotes all this...

"I think the black people's letters are all right." Brown was very brave at this moment: "Would we reflect on what we do? Should we calm down and listen to the black people's voices? In some ways, we may have done too much. Should we give black people more power? Should we sit down with the black people and talk calmly? The demands they made are not too much. They are just fighting for the basic survival power they deserve."

Duira stared at the reporter: "Mr. Brown, I know you. You have spoken publicly for the black people on many occasions. Now it is just another reenactment. But I must express my attitude again. In Casri Academy, there are no longer some ordinary black people. They are thugs and a group of kidnappers. As the mayor of this city, I will never negotiate with any thugs. You are on the standpoint of a reporter, and I am on the standpoint of a mayor! These are two completely different positions. No, never!"

Duira looked almost out of control: "No negotiation could exist! Do you see that the thugs in the academy have excellent weapons, and they try to kill every white man of us, and perhaps you, Mr. Brown. I will never let such a tragedy happen in my city!"

However, he actually had no confidence when he said these words. What he knew very well was that if this incident could not be resolved quickly, the situation would only become more and more serious and become out of control. He had already received news that the black people in Auckland were ready to move, trying to give the "Black Panther Party" the most powerful support.

If this really happens, it will be very terrible! The entire city of Auckland will fall into chaos.

No one can bear such a responsibility.
Chapter completed!