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

Chapter 124 White Underwear Fluttering Amidst the Smoke of Battle (Bonus Chapter for 1300 Monthly Tickets)

Unlike Wall Street, which has a large number of sturdy concrete and steel buildings, the “demolition zone” consists more of low-rise, messy shantytowns and narrow streets.

Under the initial bombardment, from the heights of Wall Street, ruins were everywhere and smoke filled the air, indicating that at least one-third of the "demolition progress" had been completed.

Who dares to say that the demolition efficiency is bad?

As the demolition crew began deploying tanks, Jeff Hackman asked Logan over the radio, "How long do you think the nail crew can hold on?"

Logan boldly predicted, "I don't understand war, but I believe in the power of young people. An indomitable spirit will not be easily defeated."

"How long the nail team can hold on depends on how long their will can last!"

The listeners in front of the radio couldn't help but shake their heads.

In recent days, major newspapers have published numerous articles introducing the situation in the demolition area and analyzing the power of converting "demolition tools" into civilian use.

To put it simply, although everyone despises the government for taking sides, no one can deny that the "demolition tools" provided by the government are effective.

In such a small area, how long can the "holdout" residents really "hold on" when they are being attacked by tanks and artillery?
Other radio announcers were already shouting that "the demolition is nearing its end, and the so-called 'holdout team' is no match for us..."

Even Jeff Hackman thought his boss was too idealistic, and jokingly tried to save face for him: "It seems you really support the younger generation's stance!"

However, what they didn't know was that while it was true that Luo Gen himself didn't understand war, his second agent, while not necessarily good at commanding legions, was an expert in small-scale urban warfare tactics—enough to fill a textbook.

And "he" actually wrote a small textbook on urban warfare!

It should be understood that at that time, even the armies of various countries did not have a very deep understanding of urban warfare and street fighting.

So the nail team that received the teaching materials had already done as instructed, dragging the furniture and other items left by the residents to the main roads, burying some ammunition on the roadside and inside houses, and covering it with camouflage and tinder; turning a narrow but relatively orderly neighborhood into a chaotic area similar to Mogadishu in later times.

Following the textbook, they also took raw materials such as gasoline, crude oil, cotton, and syrup that had been transported in at some unknown time, found empty wine bottles, added a little explosive, and made simple incendiary bombs, which they then distributed to each "nail"!
Thus, the street fighting officially began when the demolition team, led by tanks, entered the even more chaotic neighborhood after the bombing!
German mercenary Hans, carrying a Springfield rifle fitted with a Warnerswick scope, came down from the underground passage to a ruin and chose a sniping position.

This is the second time Hans has fought for the American mob!
To be honest, he really didn't understand how Americans could be so gluttonous that they would enjoy playing these "war games" so much!
Not satisfied with just one time, want to do it again?
It’s so perverted!

These days, the richer people are, the more perverted they become!
—The American mafia pays so much money that even if he dies, his family who immigrated to America will not have any financial pressure for a long time.

Then let's play this twisted war game with those twisted Americans!
Germans, especially German soldiers, are still widely recognized for their dedication in this day and age.

According to urban warfare textbooks, in urban warfare, don't attack tanks first. The infantry protecting the tanks is more troublesome. Only by killing the infantry to the greatest extent can the tanks be easily captured.

So when two tanks, leading a "demolition company," turned out from the street in the distance, he immediately aimed at one of the "demolition workers" following behind and pulled the trigger!

boom!
The bullet struck the "demolition worker" precisely in the neck, blood spurted out, and the body remained upright for two seconds before collapsing!

Hans's first kill ignited the urban warfare frenzy!
From the broken windows of high-rise buildings, from the ruins of low-rise bunkers, and from bullets coming from all directions, the "demolition workers" following behind the tank were sniped one by one!

The remaining "demolition workers" tried to hide behind the tank, but more than a dozen grenades and Molotov cocktails tied together flew out from the "ruins" next to the tank!

At the same time, the explosion not only lifted up countless bricks, but also sprayed out a large amount of gasoline. The flaming bricks, like a meteor shower from hell, crackled and splattered over the tanks and the remaining "demolition workers"!
Because of the viscous crude oil and syrup mixed in, the flames quickly adhered to the tank's surface and spread.

Just as a tank crewman opened the hatch to escape, Hans's bullets came again!
The tank crewman, halfway up the hatch, suddenly lost his balance, and his body ended up hanging on the hatch. Then, out of nowhere, another "nail" appeared and accurately threw a Molotov cocktail through the hatch.

boom!
With a loud bang, the tank ammunition was detonated, and the intimidating "heavy demolition tool" was reduced to a pile of scrap!
The fate of this tank is just a microcosm of the entire demolition area. Looking down from the Wall Street buildings, in just over ten minutes, several tanks that went in were reduced to scrap!

At this moment, the defenders' heavy machine guns began to roar, and the fire they fired not only intercepted the reinforcements but also blocked the remaining "demolition workers" who wanted to retreat!
The situation changed so quickly that Jeff's tongue was practically tied in disarray during the broadcast—

"The snipers are on fire! God, how many snipers are there?!"

"A tank was blown up, not a cannon, but at close range..."

"Another tank is finished..."

"The poor demolition team, they're surrounded by gunfire..."

Logan chimed in, "Yes, all the tanks were turned into parts!"

"No, I think the demolition team is really too brave. They are still resisting, they are fighting to the death!"

"..."

If the rest of the "demolition workers" could hear Logan's broadcast, they would definitely be cursing!

Brave my ass!
Are we trying to be heroic? We can't even get out of there if we want to.

What's even more absurd is that they never expected to be suddenly surrounded, and they weren't even prepared with a white cloth for surrender.

In desperation, a demolition worker had a sudden inspiration and remembered that he was wearing white underwear that day.

So, while Wall Street's financial elites were stunned by the sudden and intense exchange of fire and the drastic change in the situation, an even more astonishing scene unfolded amidst the smoke of battle.

A long pole was raised shakily, with a conspicuous white cloth fluttering at its top.

Logan, with his sharp eyes, exclaimed, "Oh? I saw the demolition team raise a white flag! No, wait, they raised—a pair of white underwear?"

His voice cracked as he quickly peered through the binoculars to confirm: "Holy crap! It really is white underwear! The demolition crew surrendered with white underwear in hand!"

Surrendering by raising one's underwear is one thing, but the problem is—

"Fuck! At least pull up your pants first!!!"

Logan's voice at that moment was one of utter despair!
watt?

The listeners in front of the radio were dumbfounded!
Jeff couldn't hold back any longer, "My eye! My eye!"

"Someone used indiscriminate lethal weapons! My eye! I'm applying for workers' compensation!"

Even the defending troops seemed stunned by this shocking scene, and their firepower instantly ceased.

"..."

Listeners in front of the radio imagined a scene of "a guy without pants waving his white underwear in surrender amidst the smoke of battle," and their facial expression management systems all crashed!
……

(End of this chapter)