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

Chapter 46 Allied Forces + Coalition Forces VS US Forces (Please read on, please vote!)

All the pressure fell on the Prohibition Bureau.

Commissioner John Cramer is losing clumps of hair.

At this point, the Prohibition Bureau had no choice but to take over.

The "action faction" not only demanded that they take action, but also win decisively, wiping out the "rebels" and severely damaging the arrogance of the "wet faction."

The problem is, John Kramert can't find anyone to lead the team right now!

He could get regular military support, but no officer was willing to get involved.

If it weren't for the Chicagoans' actions, the united front against the enemy would have prevented even the most ruthless criminals from being taken seriously by U.S. military officers.

but now?
The war turned into a monkey show for Chicagoans; winning was expected, but there was no chance of promotion; losing was the real spectacle.

No need, no need. Sending a few ordinary soldiers will be enough to honor the Prohibition Bureau.

After going around in circles, John Cramer tragically discovered that the commander he could rely on was still the wounded and hospitalized Colonel William.

Colonel William, who had become extremely gloomy after being brutally beaten by Chicago thugs, wasn't afraid to lead his team in revenge, but he had to give a word of advice.
"Sir, this is a Chicago conspiracy."

"I know that we have not only lost our morality, but we have also been bound hand and foot!"

John Cramer also looked grim.

“But everyone is pushing us to go through with it, William. To be honest, the situation is very serious for the Prohibition Bureau right now.”

Colonel William remained silent.

John Cramer, fearing he might be frightened, quickly reassured him, "Look on the bright side. The previous setbacks were just petty thugs bullying us with firepower. Now that things are transparent, I can provide you with more troops and stronger firepower. No matter how you look at it, the advantage is in our hands!"

Colonel William remained silent.

The strangely familiar words cast a shadow over his heart.

Sir, this is normal human thinking, but are those damn Chicagoans normal?
……

The situation is silent, but it is quietly brewing.

west coast.

At this time, Los Angeles was not yet the City of Angels it would become, but it already had some of the charm of a movie capital.

Michael Walden was one of the directors who came here to pursue his dream.

He was a war correspondent for the U.S. Army during World War I. After the war, he became a director and had been looking for an opportunity to make a war film.

Unfortunately, novice directors often get stuck at the very first step in pursuing their dreams, unable to secure investment.

Fortunately, on this day, an investor suddenly came to their door, wanting to invest in the production of a war epic.

"I must state in advance that this carries a certain degree of risk."

Michael Walden understood. "Is it because they're pursuing greater realism? I'm fine with it, I've been on the battlefield..."

"No, I mean, it was a 100% real war, and you're going to go to the battlefield again."

Michael Walden had a bad feeling. "Where did you say you came from?"

Chicago!

Michael Walden's eyes widened.

Now, who in all of America doesn't know about the bizarre things happening in Chicago?

"So, what I want to film is..."

"Yes, a showdown between the Chicago gangs and the Prohibition Bureau."

Michael Walden remained silent, looking up at the sky.

I'm in a big trough!
You bunch of lunatics not only want to force the Prohibition Board to fight, but you also want to make a movie about it?

That's too much, bro! That's way too much!
Michael Walden quickly packed his bags. "When do we start filming?"

"immediately!"

"..."

When Michael Walden arrived in Chicago, he realized that he was not making an "ordinary" war movie.

In the words of planner Logan, they were going to make a "reality show" movie!
"We have already communicated with many theaters to make the Chicago War into a series of films, which will be released in several parts, such as before the war, the outbreak of the war, and after the war, so that audiences across the United States can enjoy the Prohibition War at the same time."

“Okay, it’s not exactly simultaneous, but it has to be fast. Faster shooting, faster editing, faster release.” Michael Walden didn’t even have time to marvel at Logan’s bizarre idea before he couldn’t help but complain, “Impossible, that’s not how movies are made…”

Logan waved his hand. "I don't need you to tell me how to make the movie. I just need you to film the actual war and edit it according to my requirements."

"If you can get it done a day ahead of schedule, I'll give you an extra $5000 bonus!"

Michael Walden swallowed back the words he almost blurted out, "I can't do that."

Damn it, that's why these evil capitalists are the most hateful; they just throw money at people all the time.

"I can start work right now."

Five thousand more a day earlier? He'd work himself to the bone!

Michael Walden has acquired the latest sound projector—unbeknownst to Logan, he is working on the world’s first feature-length sound film.

Well, if this can really be considered a movie.

Michael Walden focuses his camera on a German veteran who looks sharp and capable.

These are henchmen recruited by the Mafia from Europe.

"Hans, why did you come to participate in the arena battle?"

Hans honestly replied, "Because I get a $20,000 settlement allowance just for signing up, and another $10,000 after the fight. If I unfortunately die, my family will receive an extra $20,000..."

Michael Walden was immediately filled with resonance.

They are all pitiful people; everyone is working for the evil capitalists!
But...

"You can't say that. Here, this is your line."

"..."

"Let's start over, be natural, Hans. Why did you even participate in the ring fight?"

"Because drinking changed my life. After experiencing the brutality of war, in order to seek physical relaxation and mental relief—I had to drink! At that moment, my dead self returned to my body..."

"I can't imagine what would happen to the veterans who went to war after Prohibition in America. I heard that some veterans in Chicago were going to rebel against drinking, so I came here."

"I'm here to prove that old soldiers never die!"

Michael Walden found some of the words strangely familiar and asked Logan, who was nodding in satisfaction beside him, in a low voice, "Who wrote this?"

Logan casually remarked, "I copied it from Sinclair's novel, The Jungle."

Michael Walden remained silent, then looked up at the sky again.

Although I know this whole thing isn't very serious, does it really have to be done in such a shoddy way?
However, even with such a hastily assembled team, and using what Logan considered very amateurish filming, editing, dubbing, and music composition techniques, they still managed to deliver their work before the outbreak of war.

In conjunction with the highest level of publicity in this era—the movie's release—The Sun launched a massive "Chicago Belief Battle" campaign!
……

The Prohibition Bureau got wind of this and booked an entire movie theater in Washington, D.C.

John Kramer was surprised to find that it was a sound movie, but was immediately captivated by the content.

As the opening music plays, a gentle male voice says, "Welcome to 'World War II (Mini Version),' part of a series documenting the Battle of Chicago, a legendary war that will be presented to you in its entirety..."

The scene shifts to Hans, accompanied by a narration: "This is Hans, an outstanding former German sergeant. Drinking is a part of his life. Let's hear why he crossed the Atlantic to America to participate in the anti-prohibition war."

Following Hans was an Italian soldier, "This is Matteo, a former Italian warrant officer..."

There was also an Irish soldier, "This is Tiger, a former British Army sergeant..."

"What you are seeing are hundreds of European veterans who, for the sake of their beliefs, eagerly crossed the ocean to participate in the Prohibition and Anti-Prohibition War in Chicago."

"Coincidentally, the South Arena was dominated by the Central Powers from the European War, while the North Arena was dominated by the Allied Powers. Times have changed, and now the Allied forces will join forces with the Allied forces to fight against the active-duty U.S. military, a conflict known as—World War II (mini version)!"

The entire "movie" is less than forty minutes long, interspersed with photos of Chicagoans enthusiastically voting and cheering, as well as monologues and scenes of European veterans training and drinking.

With resolute eyes, violent gunshots, hearty drinking, and rousing music, the atmosphere was electric!

However, all the members of the Prohibition Bureau felt was a deep, deep malice!
After a long silence, John Kramer angrily drew his gun and riddled the screen with bullets.

"Fuck the Sun, fuck the Chicagoans!"

"We can't delay any longer! If we do, we'll be taking on the whole world single-handedly!" (in a tone of grief and indignation)

……

　Get fired up and vote now!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)