Chapter 143: Chatting about the Past, Attacking, and Finishing?

In the room, under the light, everyone was loading bullets into magazines.

What surprised Lansi was that there were two drum magazines here.

He was also loading bullets. Now there were no special tools for fast loading, and every bullet had to be pressed in by hand.

Perhaps he could register a patent?

But now he had to solve the current problem first.

Everyone was silent. The bullets were definitely enough, but the things they were about to face always made people feel some fear.

Lansi decided to chat about something to slow down everyone's nervous mood and also stimulate their desire to fight.

"Hiram, where are you from?"

Hiram was suddenly named and didn't react. After about a few seconds, he said the name of an Empire state.

"I have two brothers, one of whom has already died on the battlefield, and the other doesn't know when he will die. They didn't hope that I would be sent to the battlefield, so they sent me over."

"I came here earlier than you. At that time, our Majesty hadn't completely gone crazy, so the price was lower."

"After coming here, you saw the situation. Although I came a bit earlier than you, when they didn't want to pay me, they still wouldn't pay."

Hiram looked very relaxed. "Last week my mom called me. My living brother became a deserter, and their days were very bad."

"I don't have any other thoughts now, just want to earn more money and pick them up."

"But you saw it, they didn't give me this opportunity."

The first "they" refers to his parents, and the second "they" refers to the Federation people.

Withholding wages, lowering wages, and even not paying wages.

He turned to look at Lansi. "Until I met Lansi through Erwin, the situation got a bit better. I sent some money home, but I don't know if they received it..."

Lansi looked at Luo Ben. "What about you?"

Luo Ben, while putting the full magazines into a box, picked up another magazine. "Hiram and I were neighbors, but I had sisters above me. They were worried that I would die on the battlefield, so they hid me in the straw."

"Later he said he wanted to come to the Federation, so I followed him."

"Before coming, I had always heard that the Federation was a place full of gold...", he said and couldn't help laughing himself, and others were also amused by his sentence.

"But after coming, I knew that there was dog shit everywhere here!"

"Lansi, if it weren't for you, we might not even be able to take out five dollars now. I don't know what words of thanks to say."

"But I think, rather than dying like a coward, it's better to fight!"

Lansi nodded. "Yes, everyone is the same. The Emperor wants us to die, the uprising army doesn't care about our lives, and after coming to the Federation, the capitalists don't want us to have a good time."

"I don't know why, suffering always surrounds us. Since this world doesn't give us a way to live, then use our hands and the weapons in our hands to fight for a golden road for ourselves!"

He had a cigarette in his mouth, pushed the full magazine into the gun with a click, and then looked at the others. "Brothers... and sisters, today is a day worth remembering for a lifetime."

"Because our fate, starting today, is officially different..."

There were still more than two hours until three o'clock. Lansi and the others took turns sleeping. Even if it was just sleeping for an hour, it was good.

Before three o'clock, everything was quiet.

Standing by the window, he could even see the night sky in the direction of the city center dyed colorful by neon lights.

Under the shiny appearance of debauchery, it was rotten meat full of stench. This is the Federation.

By two o'clock, others woke up one after another, and Lansi and the others went to sleep.

No matter if others could sleep or not, he could definitely sleep. You know, on the night before they told him he would say goodbye to the world the next day, he could also sleep and had a long, long dream.

Rather than fearfully welcoming the judgment brought by fate, it's better to recharge and then punch fate in the face!

Dazed, he didn't know how long he slept. During this time, he had three dreams, until someone pushed him awake. He rubbed his face and woke up from the sofa. "What time is it?"

Erwin squatted by the sofa. "It's two minutes to three. The police outside have all left. Are we..."

Lansi stood up from the sofa and walked to the window.

At his request, all the bright lights were turned off. Now, looking from the outside, it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Through the window, Lansi saw some car lights lighting up at the end of the road. Obviously, someone had come.

These people were arranged very tightly, not giving any chance at all. Of course, this also had to do with them having done similar things more than once.

Lansi shook his head and patted his cheeks a few times. "They have already come."

"Their number is definitely more than ours. If we rush out, we definitely won't be their opponents. Now that we are in the room, it's beneficial to us instead."

He walked quickly toward the first floor. "Put those movable lights in places where they can enter the house. When they come in, turn on the lights to illuminate them. Prepare for battle!"

"Remember!", he turned and looked at these people. "We have blocked almost all the windows on the first floor. The only places they can enter are the front door and the back door."

"As long as they come in, they are targets. Let's see how many of them can die. This time we have more advantages."

Hearing Lansi say this, everyone seemed to have more confidence!

On the street, a high-level cadre of the Kamila Gang handed a paper bag to the police officer responsible for "maintaining order" at night. The police officer squeezed the paper bag, nodded expressionlessly, and watched them enter the "encirclement."

Yes. Encircling circle.

Actually, these police officers hadn't left. They had already surrounded the scene of the upcoming fight. Now what they had to do was wait for the fight to end, then rush over to catch some "gang members" who were committing crimes, and then bring them to justice.

By the time the media and the public reacted, they had already completed the encirclement and suppression of the fighting gangs. Undoubtedly, this was another great victory for the New Jincheng City Police Department!

It is said that Chief Chali and the two Assistant Chiefs had already prepared their speeches, just waiting to brag about the superiority of New Jincheng's public security.

The high-level cadre sitting in the car had a cigarette in his mouth, without any nervous emotions.

They came with over a hundred people this time.

More wanted to come, because there were extra subsidies for coming, and everyone wanted to come, but the police station said that if too many people were dispatched, it would be unfavorable for stabilizing social public opinion, and finally, they selected over a hundred people.

Four trucks and five sedans, three high-level cadres brought their subordinates here.

Besides this, the people taking the blame also came, and they were honestly sitting in two cars.

Their job was to receive some weapons from other gang members after the fight ended, and then prove that they were the ones who fired the shots.

Lansi spent one hundred dollars to ask Lawyer Luo Ben, who specialized in serving gang litigation, about it. For those who fought in the field with everyone's acquiescence, the sentencing results ranged from one year to the electric chair, which was very flexible.

It depends on whether he is willing to spend money for these people, and whether the money can be in place.

Lawyer Luo Ben told him that if the money isn't in place, these people are the gang's captains and high-level cadres, belonging to the kind that starts at ten years.

But if the money is in place, then the gang's captains and high-level cadres have already died in the fight.

These small fry will be out in two or three years at most, and maybe the years will be even less—no matter what the problem is, push it to those who have already died.

Although the dead cannot actively plead guilty, they also cannot defend themselves.

They all looked very relaxed. This was one of the benefits of having a gang.

No one would feel that they would lose this time.

When they were twenty-some meters away from Lansi's storefront, the cars stopped. People jumped down from the trucks, and a high-level cadre simply assigned the work and sat back in the car.

A black crowd of people holding weapons walked toward this side. Lansi saw them through the cracks between the windows on the second floor.

He felt... a bit unclear.

There was a feeling that couldn't be said, everything seemed... so ridiculous!

He signaled to the people beside him to give him the submachine gun, aimed at the black crowd of people, and pulled the trigger directly.

The first shot was fired from Lansi's side, which obviously caught the other party off guard, but soon they began to fight back.

Perhaps they had been domineering in the Empire District for too long, these people of the Kamila Gang actually made this kind of stupid mistake, which made Lansi feel... these people are really trash!

The fire spitting from the second-floor window was exceptionally obvious in the dark night. The sound of gunfire rang out suddenly. Some people shouted "I'm hit" and lay on the ground calling for help, and some people cursed and fired at the house.

Lansi ducked his head, ejected the empty magazine, replaced it with a new one, and went to another window.

The gunfire of both sides instantly rang through the surrounding sky. The switchboards of several branches and the city police station instantly became busy.

Almost all were police report calls. These people all said they heard intense gunfire, just like "war started"!

There were even some old people who asked in fear if the Empire people had attacked!

For some time, in order to be re-elected, the President had been cooperating politically with the Empire Emperor across the ocean. Those media supporting the President's re-election were all blowing that the Empire army would attack at any time.

This was also the core reason for the Federation people's anti-Empire immigrants. They didn't hope that their stable life would be destroyed by the Empire's already crazy dictator.

But they couldn't condemn the Empire Emperor, so they could only find Empire immigrants to vent their anger.

The police appeased the public's uneasy emotions on one hand, and said they would arrange for people to find out the situation on the other, but they were all waiting, waiting for the result of the matter.

However, there were many police cars turning around on the streets in the city, and the flashing police lights and sirens could bring some stable emotions to the public.

Fortunately, it was three o'clock now, and the number of people reporting to the police was finally a minority. Most people had already entered their dreams, otherwise, it would only be more troublesome!

"Stick to the wall, damn it, all stick to the wall!", a cadre reacted first. Others heard this and were suddenly shocked, all sticking to the wall. This way, it was very difficult for the people shooting from the second floor to hit them.

Unless this person leaned out, but as long as he dared to lean out, he would become a target!

Sure enough, Lansi stopped firing, and the core of the fight shifted from the street to the first floor.

The moment the first warrior rushed in directly from the front door, he saw several places light up with gunfire, and then... there was no then.

In an instant, the sound of gunfire became as noisy as noise. Both sides were engaged in intense fighting around the entrance, but suddenly people found that there was no need to be nervous!

Originally, the house on the first floor facing the street had two windows, a large display window, and a door. Now the windows were blocked, and the display window was full of debris. They had no other place to enter except from the door.

Intense fighting unfolded around this area, but obviously, if they didn't have other ways to break the situation, then tonight they might have to return empty-handed.

Although the police station acquiesced to their fighting, they didn't allow them the right to use heavy weapons, which was also why the fragmentation grenades brought by Fudisi were prohibited.

The sound of gunfire in the fight was actually basically inaudible to people further away, especially in this late night. They lived in their own houses and closed their windows.

The gunfire outside sounded like the sound of beans falling on the windowsill to them at this time.

They could hear it, but wouldn't feel it was harsh or keep them from sleeping.

But if heavy weapons were used, if grenades were used, the result would be different.

The intensity of the battle made the high-level cadres unable to sit still. They also stuck to the wall and came to the scene of the fight. When they found that they couldn't break in and had died and injured many people.

A high-level cadre was so angry that he jumped!

"They don't allow us to use explosives, but they didn't not allow us to burn this house!"

He turned to look at his subordinates beside him. "Go get some gasoline..."

Soon a few simple gasoline bombs were made. One of the high-level cadres took out a lighter, lit the cloth strip soaked in gasoline, and the flame burned fiercely in an instant!

He aimed at the debris piled up in the display window and threw it hard.

The shattered bottle that had been shattered by stray bullets couldn't stop the shattering of the wine bottle, making the gasoline splash everywhere. In an instant, both inside and outside the house became bright.

More gasoline bottles were lit, and Lansi immediately ordered everyone to retreat from the back door.

There were their cars in the alley at the back, and enough cover!

The raging fire swallowed everything in the room in a very short time. The furniture of this period was mostly made of wood. Dry wood met gasoline and flames, and the fire burned fiercely in an instant.

The police officer on the side of the road saw the rising flames and felt that something was not quite right. He walked to the phone booth and dialed the chief's phone. "Kamila's people lit Lansi Family's house. Now the fire is spreading to the surroundings. I'm worried it will spread to the surroundings."

Chief Chali's drowsy sleepiness disappeared by one-third in an instant. He stood up and made himself clearer. "Is the battle over?"

Before the police officer could answer, he heard the dense gunfire coming from the receiver again.

Lansi's people and Kamila's people were engaged in intense fighting in the back alley again.

Chief Chali walked back and forth a few times. "Go tell them to end the battle as soon as possible. Also, if the big fire has a tendency to spread, call the fire department immediately... No, call them now, let them stand by at the scene."

"Really a bunch of trash!"

Chief Chali rarely got angry. He raised his wrist and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his gold watch. Now the time was 3:11 AM.

The battle in the back alley became more intense because both sides had a larger engagement surface, but it was obviously not easy for them to rush over.

Someone tried to climb over the wall and jump behind them, but Lansi had already anticipated this, and someone was specifically watching those walls.

If anyone dared to go on the roof, or wanted to climb the wall, just kill them!

In this kind of old house, as long as they dared to exceed the height of the wall, it was absolutely clear at a glance.

"I'm hit," someone in the crowd shouted first. Lansi couldn't hear clearly who it was. "Hide, take care of yourself!"

As he spoke, perhaps the voice was too loud, it immediately attracted concentrated fire.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the car he had just brought back from Alberto's side less than a month ago became full of bullet holes again!

Now both sides seemed to be in a stalemate. Kamila's people didn't expect these people's desire to resist to be so strong, nor did they expect their ammunition to be so sufficient!

After fighting for nearly twenty minutes, the counterattack was still very fierce. On the contrary, on their side, twenty-some people died or were injured.

As for whether there were any deaths or injuries on Lansi's side, they didn't know.

The fire in the house was getting bigger and bigger, and everything in the back alley was gradually illuminated.

The courage of the Kamila Gang people was gradually dissipating. Having no actual achievements for such a long time, and instead having many people die or injured, made some low-level gang members begin to feel timid.

The gunfire of both sides also became sparse, except for the increasingly fierce fire, as if everything had reached the point where it should end.

At 3:25 AM, seeing the flames spraying out from the window like a pressurized water column, the police officer felt that if it wasn't controlled, it might spread to the surroundings.

He walked to the parking point, knocked on the window, and there were still people guarding inside. "Tell your people, ten more minutes."

"If it can't be solved within ten minutes, we will enter the field."

The driver stopped and ran away. The time left for them was not much!

When the three high-level cadres knew that the police were about to terminate the dispute, their expressions were very ugly.

No one felt that this small Lansi Family was so difficult to deal with, but they were indeed much more difficult to deal with than imagined.

The three discussed for a while, and the driver ran back, together with other drivers, drove three sedans over, and crashed into Lansi and the others' "position."

But it was a pity that except for the driver of the last car who wasn't killed, the drivers of the first and second cars were hit and killed in the first time.

The three cars not only didn't crash into Lansi and the others' position but instead lay across the back alley, becoming a new line of defense!

The crackling sound of the fire burning became louder and louder. Suddenly, the police siren that hadn't been heard for a long time rang out. The three high-level cadres were stunned. Although reluctant, they still began to greet people to leave.

The fire truck also sounded the alarm very timely, regardless of the corpses lying on the side of the road, and began to put out the fire... ===== CHAPTER 144 =====