I was acting crazy in North America, and all the crazy people there took it seriously.

Chapter 103 A Tornado Descends from the Sky, Burning the City

No one knows what changes would occur if Black soldiers from World War I joined a furious community!
Few people realize that in pre-World War II America, the Black community was unable to organize even effective large-scale protests.

It's not because of a lack of anger or demands, but because of a lack of a crucial element—organization.

Organizational skills are not an innate talent.

It requires training, experience, and someone who knows how to turn loose sand into solid rock.

For a long time, the Black community has been like a bag of scattered marbles, each individual rolling around but unable to form a cohesive force.

Outbursts of anger are often sporadic and spontaneous, and are then quickly suppressed.

These veterans, who had experienced the baptism of war, became natural organizers.

They brought not only combat skills, but also a way of organizing and a sense of discipline that was sorely lacking in the Black community.

When Hughie led his comrades in several groups to infiltrate the largest predominantly Black neighborhoods in several Southern states, for the first time, Black people in the South had the possibility of turning their anger into fighting power.

Hughie and his team didn't start by talking about the "Wakanda myth," or even their long-term goals. They just came to teach those restless young black men how to properly give white people a "surprise"!
They taught young people how to form squads, how to assign tasks, how to establish communication links... and they brought with them the skills to make Molotov cocktails and homemade bombs.

Meanwhile, in other areas lacking such organizations, the flames of Black protest began to ignite, though they remained in their rudimentary stages.

Driven by anger, young Black people stormed into white neighborhoods, aimlessly looting, vandalizing, and burning, but were quickly suppressed by local police.

These scattered protests not only failed to shake up white society, but also further reinforced racial prejudice. Some media outlets took the opportunity to exaggerate the "savage nature" of black people, and even some other ethnic groups who originally sympathized with black people shook their heads.

Until the citywide riots in Tulsa!

The local Black community, led and organized by Hughie himself, began a demonstration with the slogan "If you don't give us justice, we will demand justice ourselves, fire for fire!"

After The Sun reported on the "Tulsa Black Tragedy," the Tulsa Police Department, on high alert, immediately mobilized to arrest Black people who took to the streets.

But this time they encountered unprecedented resistance—

Someone blew a whistle, and the demonstrators immediately scattered and took cover; then a small team threw improvised explosive devices from the flank, forcing the police to retreat.

The city police took a step back, and the protesters took a step forward, then threw Molotov cocktails at the shops and homes of white rioters who had participated in the massacre...

This scene was unfolding in every corner of the city. As the number of fires increased, Tulsa was engulfed in flames and thick smoke began to blanket the city.

The white people, who suffered heavy losses, could no longer sit still, especially the thugs who participated in the Tulsa Massacre. They took out weapons from their homes and shouted, "Let's teach the blacks another lesson!"

Huey waved his hand and, along with his comrades, took out the "souvenirs" they had secretly brought back from the European battlefield, including two Louis light machine guns!
With black and white forces locked in a standoff, guns pointed at each other, the streets of Tulsa are about to transform into an even more intense battlefield...

Strange phenomena appeared in the sky.

First, the wind suddenly picked up, followed by a strange whistling sound.

Then someone cried out in heart-wrenching terror: "Wind! Wind! Fire! Fire!"

Everyone—Black, White, Police—involuntarily looked up, then stared in disbelief.

Suddenly, a tornado was sweeping in.

Tulsa is located in the American Tornado Corridor, so tornadoes are not uncommon. But this time, the heat of the fire provided the upward force, and instead of extinguishing the fire, the tornado combined with the flames to form a terrifying "fire tornado."

The scorching air kept replenishing and forming a rotating airflow, which soon turned into two rotating pillars of fire that hovered and propelled them over Tulsa!

This is terrible!

Originally, the fires on the street were just relatively isolated ignition points—Molotov cocktails were not heavy napalm bombs after all—but once the fire tornado advanced, it was as if the wrath of God had descended, and all flammable materials were ignited.

Burning debris was swept into the air and then rained down on more distant areas like fire.

Fueled by strong winds, the fire spread uncontrollably throughout the city.

Hughie reacted quickly: "Retreat! Everyone retreat to the Black community! Go and help our brothers and sisters take refuge!"

The white people were also terrified. The power of nature doesn't care about your skin color, justice or evil; it will only relentlessly and equally destroy everything in its way.

What's the point of fighting? Let's run for our lives!

Fortunately, for some unknown reason, the two fire tornadoes did not "join forces" to sweep across Tulsa city. One of them moved towards the outskirts, greatly slowing the spread of the fire throughout the city and giving people space to escape!
wrong!

The other fire tornado is heading in the wrong direction!

A person with ulterior motives suddenly felt uneasy while fleeing!
Tulsa developed because of the discovery of abundant oil nearby, and that direction led to... an oil refinery!

Just as despair was setting in, a series of deafening explosions rang out, and even Hughie and his men, who were rushing out of the city, could feel the shockwaves.

"God!"

A huge fireball shot into the sky—the oil refinery had exploded!

The oil was then swept into the tornado, making the already terrifying fire tornado even more frightening.

It is no longer just a vortex of flames, but has become a demonic pillar formed by the burning of viscous oil.

Its entire body is a mixture of pitch black and orange-red, with burning oil constantly being "thrown out," forming a real rain of fire from the sky.

Patches of burning oil rained down on the unaffected areas, instantly igniting new seas of fire.

A true raging inferno engulfs the city!
The fire brigade, which was originally determined to fight the fire, turned around and ran away, abandoning the treatment!
"Tulsa is finished!"

This is a conclusion that everyone in Tulsa can reach!
Even the most composed people, who thought their location would be unaffected, began to flee in panic!
But is Tulsa the only one left?
After the oil was "added" to the fire tornado, the fire tornado, which was not very big at first, quickly expanded several times and became a super-giant fire demon that almost connected heaven and earth!
The wind fueled the fire, and the fire amplified the wind's power, causing the airflow created by the massive fire tornado to accelerate continuously.

After spewing out bursts of burning crude oil like a meteorite, igniting half of Tulsa, the colossal fire tornado finally left Tulsa's territory... and began sweeping towards other cities!

Ahead of it lies Oklahoma City, the capital of Oklahoma!
—The fire demon unleashed by the black man is coming!
Oklahoma is shaken!

The whole of America is in shock!

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(End of this chapter)