Chapter 731 American Chaos

The heavy snow is flying, like the petals sprinkled by the elves, covering the whole Big Apple City.

"Be careful, I heard that it's next door."

"I know, don't worry."

In front of a small house in the Brooklyn slum, his wife held the child in her arms and pulled Sampaio, who was ready to go out to work. Her eyes were full of worry and uneasiness.

"I have an appointment with Jones, and." Sampaio swept around and found that no one was paying attention. He quietly lifted the corners of his clothes and exposed the revolver in his cotton-padded clothes.

But the pistol not only did not reassure his wife, but made her more and more worried.

"I will take care of myself." After kissing his wife and children, Sampaio walked to the corner. After a while, his partner Jones took several other Mexican men to the city with him.

The north wind ravaged this city, which was once known as the center of the world. In previous years, everyone had to prepare for the New Year's celebration, but today we have to bury our heads, carefully step on the slippery snow, and prepare to try our luck on the most prosperous Wall Street, where there may be a place that can support their families and children. Even if it is to let him clean the streets or dredge the sewers.

In fact, Sampaio and his partners used to have a good job in the shipyard. Although the salary was not much, the order for naval reconstruction was enough for them to feed their families. They were busy every day, but no one expected that suddenly everything seemed to collapse.

Australia was occupied by the Chinese, and hundreds of thousands of white American troops and British descendants were forcibly relocated to isolated New Zealand, and then Panama changed hands. Colombia couldn't even resist the excitement of recovering the country, where the war was announced before it was all over.

Nearly one million Panamanians who had been incited by the United States and betrayed their motherland were massacred and expelled. Many people had to flee to Costa Rica and the United States. I heard that Panamanian disaster victims in Florida were flooded, and people were killed and forcibly annihilarated every day.

The United States lost all its aura in one night, dominated the Americas, controlled Panama, competed for the Pacific Ocean, and had a dream of transforming from an economic power to a major power in the world. It was all shattered in an instant!

The Chinese sent hundreds of thousands of troops to help Colombia recover its homeland, which inspired the confidence of the Americas to fight back against colonization and regain lost lands. In this atmosphere, Mexico made a shocking choice for the world.

President Caranza promised the Chinese people to join the alliance and declare war on the United States!

Then, he and his friends, under the angry eyes of the white people, were swept out of the shipyard and lost their jobs to make a living.

With their heads down, the snow under their feet was rattled. None of them spoke, and like the city, they fell into an unprecedented depression and silence.

It's like dying!

There is resentment in my heart, I hate those Chinese people, I hate the original motherland, I hate a white man who discriminates against me, and I hate this damn war even more!

A year ago, when Chinese, Germans and Japanese were banned by white Americans as cattle and sheep, he gloated, but no one expected that he would fall to this day.

Several young white people came from the opposite side. After seeing their group, their eyes suddenly showed vigilance and hostility. Sampayo was used to facing this kind of gaze every day, but the hot-tempered Jones still couldn't help shouting, "Hey, we are also Americans!" If you have the ability, you can beat the Chinese. Don't vent your anger on us!"

The white man stared fiercely. The chill in his eyes made Sampayo very uncomfortable. He quietly held the handle of the gun in his arms. Fortunately, after these people just stared for a while, they ignored Jones, who was shouting, and walked to the other side of the street with hostile eyes. He Although they didn't say anything from beginning to end, Sampaio could still feel the two discriminatory words through their throat knots.

"You bastard!"

"Idiot, incompetent, you racist white bastards deserve to be killed by the Chinese!" Jones shouted reluctantly, as if to vent all the anger that had been accumulated for months.

When he grabbed the snow ball and hit the other party, Sampaio and his partner stopped him: "Jones, don't make trouble. We need to work."

After hearing the word work, all Jones's resentment and anger disappeared. Snowball slipped back from the palm of his hand and became silent again and walked forward.

Half an hour later, Sampaio and everyone came to Manhattan. They wanted to try their luck here. As soon as they stepped into the street, their eyes were suddenly stunned.

Is this, Wall Street?!

Although he lives in New York, it is impossible for Sampaio, who is in the slum, to come to such a prosperous place every day, let alone order newspapers every day to understand the outside world. In addition, the shipyard did not work at night before, so he did not understand the changes in the most prosperous area of New York during this period.

So when a few pieces of paper floated past his eyes under the north wind, people were dumbfounded!

In the impression, the bustling and noisy Wall Street fell into a dead silence. In the past, the door of the bustling stock exchange was locked, the icicles on the billboards were dripping, and the neon lights were scattered all over the ground.

Morgan Bank is closed!

City Bank is closed!

Before the war, the hot trust company posted a big bankruptcy statement. What they happened to see were all the staff who came out of the building carrying things.

Also, the hostile eyes they cast!

What's wrong?

What's wrong with the United States!

Sampaio picked up the newspaper that was abandoned by the newspaper by the newspaperman at the door from the gate next to him. The newspaper was still issued today. The newspaper had no complicated advertisements, no messy American dream, and only a line of big black characters.

"California is in crisis, and the president declares an emergency bill."

"Sampayo, what's wrong?" Jones and his friends came over, and several illiterate people stared at the newspaper and asked urgently.

"Three days ago, the [***] team landed in California, has captured Santa Barbara, and is besieging Los Angeles!" Sampaio read softly, and his brain was blank: "Yesterday evening, the president announced an emergency bill to stop all commercial activities in the country, requiring U.S. citizens aged 17 to 35 to unconditionally obey the military conscription order!"

"So, we are also going to join the army?!" Jones is worried. He still has his wife and three children to support, and the oldest of the children is only 5 years old. If he is enlisted, it will be a disaster for the family.

"No." Sampaio shook his head and threw the newspaper on the ground: "We have been excluded."

"Exclude us?"

"Why?"

"Aren't we American citizens?"

"Why?" Jones and his partner asked in surprise, but soon realized the problem. They were of Mexican descent!

"Butter, look, those Mexican bastards are coming!"

"Kill them, kill these guys who eat inside and out!"

Just as several people looked at each other and didn't know what to do, countless young white people suddenly drilled out of the street corner. They rushed over with sticks in their hands. Sampayo saw that the guy who just passed by and scolded the bastard!

Before he could react, countless iron bars and sticks hit him in the face. Sampayo protected Jones, who was already covered with blood. When he was about to pull out his pistol to drive these people away, he suddenly felt a sharp pain behind his head.

The pistol landed on the snow and was snatched by the young white man just now, aimed at Sampaio's chest.

"Papa."

The gunshot sounded, and Sampaio seemed to feel that his body suddenly hit the train. He fell straight to the ground with Jones, and blood oozed from their chests and the back of their heads, staining the snow under them.

The distracted eyes, bulging, looking at a building in the distance, gradually lost all their brilliance.

The sound of gunfire brought a belated siren.

In the famous Thomas Mining Office Building, Thomas tidied his clothes while looking at the tragedy downstairs. He couldn't stop it, and he couldn't stop it.

In fact, since Mexico joined the alliance, there have been too many such pictures. Just like the original treatment of Germans, Chinese and Japanese, with the failure of the war, radical white American groups began to wantonly persecute these minorities, killing, fire prevention, annihaling, and so on! Just like treating black people, all the anger of the failure of the war is vented on them!

On the East Coast, there are few such scenes. If you go to the areas where Mexicans are concentrated in Florida and Texas, you will see more such scenes. In one of his East Texas oil companies alone, more than 20 Mexicans and Chinese are missing after leaving the oil field area.

It can be seen that the people of this new country are not ready for a cruel war at all. When danger and panic arrived one after another, when the war came to their doorstep, all the evil and ugliness broke out.

Lack of background!

Thomas remembered the four words that Li Mo once said. At this time, it was true. Although this country had experienced the Civil War and won the U.S.-Mexico War, that kind of war was completely different from what was going on now. After all, this immigrant country was still not psychologically prepared.

They are afraid, they panic, so they need to rely on blood to hide their inner timidity.

The police quickly dispersed these radical young people. When the crowd gradually dispersed, several bodies that had been violently beaten ** were exposed, just like the black people who broke into the white community and were hanged or burned to death. After just checking, the police put them into the body bags.

No one knows where they will be sent to be buried, but it is clear that hatred from generation to generation has begun to breed and spread!

Maybe outsiders think that President Wilson has done a stupid thing, but who knows that in this land known as freedom and cooking, racial discrimination has a long history. Even if the North and the South are still difficult to coordinate, not to mention that they are still hostile peoples at present, but he has less of those non-compatrimony. After the exclusion of several people from the United States, they inadvertently contributed to the arrogance of those radicals and made the ethnic group more divided.

As a Jew, Thomas is not surprised by this kind of thing. In the thousands of years, the Jewish people have shed hundreds of times more blood than in the United States at this time.

"Maybe this is the scene that that guy wants to see the most, right?" While Thomas was thinking, the door was knocked open: "Mr. Thomas, Mr. Morgan Jr. and Mr. Rockefeller have called. The ship has arrived at the dock and will leave in about two hours."

"Okay, Lauder, please tell them for me. I'll be there in a minute."

He left the newspaper, and the corners of his eyes involuntarily glanced at the place where the incident was not far away. The body had been removed, but the snow stained with blood had not been eradicated. The brown color of the big beach indicates that there would be more and more blood and killing.

"When will the war end? Why don't you call and ask? After a hoarse smile, he shook his head. The guy would definitely not tell him this.

Forget it, in the final analysis, he is just a businessman, just a piece of his pieces. Since it is a piece of chess pieces, he should do the work that the pieces should do. Now he should be a good leader.

After quickly checking whether the briefcase and things were all brought, Thomas walked downstairs. Mexico was still waiting for him. What would happen?

(to be continued)