American Comic Dimensional Trading Device

There are two reasons. One is that today is the day his good friend, Goss Minnesota, is released from prison.

Goss Minnis, a former member of Dix's gang, was also one of the main figures in the jewelry heist.

Following that case, through Josie's arrangement and Sheriff Dietrich's connections, Goss Minnesota took full responsibility for the beating that resulted in Tony Wendace's death. This prevented him from being exonerated or granted bail like Dix and Lyndon Schneider, and instead resulted in a five-year prison sentence for manslaughter.

However, Dix never forgot his good brother.

So, under the financial offensive, with various reductions in sentence and bail, Goss was able to be released from prison in just six months.

With the creaking of the prison's metal doors, a somewhat hunched figure emerged, escorted by prison guards.

Don't get me wrong, the reason for Goss's hunchback isn't because he was mistreated inside, but because he was already a bit hunchbacked to begin with.

In fact, for the past six months, he has been living in a single cell in prison, eating special meals, and not having to do any work like other prisoners. Dix even occasionally sends a few girls in. He couldn't have lived a more comfortable life.

This is the land of capitalism. As long as you have money and connections, even if you go to jail, your life will be extremely comfortable.

Only those who are poor and powerless will suffer in hard labor and do manual labor.

Upon seeing Goss, Dix immediately stubbed out his cigarette, got out of the car, and went to greet him.

On the other side, Goss, seeing the imposing Dix, felt no jealousy, but rather a look of joy.

This wasn't his first time in prison, so he knew very well that without Dix, he would never have been so comfortable in jail, much less come out so soon.

Moreover, the fact that Dix came to greet him so grandly when he was released from prison made him feel very proud that his crimes were worthwhile.

"Haha, welcome back to the crew!" Dix gave Goss a big bear hug.

However, Goss, who is a bit hunchbacked and less than 1.7 meters tall, looks rather comical next to Dix, who is nearly 2 meters tall.

"Why make such a big fuss? It must have cost a lot of money. Anyone who didn't know better would think some mob boss was getting out of prison," Goss joked. Having spent half a year in prison, all he knew was that Dix was working for a very wealthy boss, and he didn't know anything else. So he assumed that the other party had spent money to create this spectacle to welcome him.

"Hahaha, who else could it be but you! Come on, let me introduce myself, I'm Dix ​​Handley, the boss of the Irish Blackwater Gang!" Dix patted his chest and said with considerable pride.

"Hey buddy, I don't think you've been drinking!" Goss was taken aback when he heard this. He thought the guy was drunk and talking nonsense, so he deliberately leaned closer to smell him, but there was no smell of alcohol.

"Go away! I'm serious. Alright, enough nonsense. Today is your big day. I'll take you to see the big stage." Seeing Goss's disbelieving look, Dix rolled his eyes, then put his arm around Goss's shoulder and pulled him into the car.

As soon as he got in the car, Goss sensed that something was wrong.

Unlike the four Ford V8 cars in front and behind, which were only worth a little over a thousand dollars, Dix's car was a Cadillac Ford Wood 75 Series luxury limousine.

President Roosevelt, the school principal across the ocean, and many other heads of state at the same time once owned this type of vehicle.

Of course, this luxury car is also very popular in the United States among various business and political figures, as well as gang leaders.

In the Godfather movies, the old Godfather's car is also a similar vehicle.

The vehicle is over five meters long, so the interior space is extremely spacious.

However, these were not the main points for Goss. The main point was that a small seat had been added to the right rear door of both cars, and something covered with an oilcloth was also placed on the chassis in front of the rear seats.

"Dix, what are you doing?" Looking at this thing, Goss swallowed hard. Although it was covered by tarpaulin, its outline made it easy for Goss to see what kind of deadly weapon it was.

"Heh heh, I told you, I'll show you the world!" Dix grinned maliciously.

Immediately at Dix's command, the convoy set off.

Goss sat obediently in his seat, staring at the massive weapon covered by an oilcloth in front of him, not daring to move an inch.

By this time, he had realized that in just six months, his old buddy was no longer the petty thug who robbed people on the street, but had seemingly become a real underworld tycoon.

The convoy traveled for an unknown amount of time before finally stopping in a small alley.

Roll down the car window, and soon a henchman who had been waiting there for a long time came up to you.

"How's the situation?" Dix asked his underling.

“They’ve only been inside for fifteen minutes,” the younger brother replied.

Dix glanced at his watch upon hearing this, and then said, "Keep a close eye on things."

The younger brother nodded and ran out of the alley.

Dix then leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Goss looked at his former friend beside him, but dared not say or ask anything.

But he had already guessed what Dix was going to do.

Unlike Dix, who came to Chicago later in life, Goss grew up in Chicago and was very familiar with the area.

This is the territory of one of the most powerful gangs in Chicago, the Jewish gang.

About half an hour later, the younger brother hurriedly ran in from outside the alley.

"Boss, they'll be out soon!" the underling shouted to Dix, panting.

"Let's go! Let's go!" Dix immediately opened his eyes and shouted to those in front and behind him.

The convoy immediately started moving, drove out of the alley, and soon stopped two intersections away.

Across the street stood a high-end hotel.

At that moment, a group of people in suits and ties walked out of the hotel.

These are the leaders of the Jewish community; they're here for a meeting today.

As gangsters who had long lived on the edge of bloodshed, the leaders of these Jewish gangs immediately sensed something was wrong when they saw the convoy suddenly stop across the street. Their instinct was to draw their guns and retreat.

But by then it was too late.

The windows of the four cars in front and behind rolled down, and several Thompson submachine guns emerged, spitting flames.

Inside the Cadillac, a frightened Goss opened the door at Dix's prompting.

Meanwhile, Dix sat on the small chair on the side of the vehicle, lifted the tarpaulin, and revealed the hidden weapon underneath: a Colt M1895 light machine gun!

The next second, the roar of machine guns rang out in the street. Goss instinctively covered his ears. Sprayed shell casings occasionally landed on him, burning him through his clothes and making him shiver.

Chapter 50: Still Machine Guns!

Gunfire rang out, and blood stained the long street.

The passersby screamed and scattered.

Faced with the intense firepower, seven or eight members of the Jewish gang, including the leader and chief, fell into pools of blood before they could even draw their guns.

After emptying two magazines, Dix and his men drove away from the scene without even looking back.

The whole process lasted no more than two minutes.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes after they left that the police, having received the news, finally arrived at the scene.

There were only two cars and four or five people.

However, this was not due to negligence on the part of the Chicago police. In fact, during the same period, similar attacks occurred in more than a dozen other locations in the area.

Without exception, these dozen or so locations were all important strongholds of the Jewish community.

The only difference is that attacks in other places don't use as much firepower as they do here; at most, they use submachine guns, unlike here where even machine guns are being used.

Meanwhile, Dix's convoy had arrived at an empty dock. All the used firearms and spent shell casings were collected and loaded onto a waiting ship.

Then, someone drove the boat to the deep water and threw all the weapons into the water.

Meanwhile, some of his men quickly changed the license plates on several cars and drove them in different directions. These cars would be taken to different repair shops and repainted without leaving a trace.

Meanwhile, Dix took Goss and got into another car parked at the dock.

"How are you feeling?" Dix took two bottles of whiskey from the trunk in the car, opened them, handed one to Goss, and then asked.

“…It’s shocking…I’ve only ever seen scenes like this in the newspapers, it’s a bit overwhelming!” Goss said, taking a large gulp of whiskey.

"Hahaha, you'll get used to it eventually, my good brother. Let's work together! From now on, the entire Chicago underworld will be ours!" Dix laughed, patting Goss on the shoulder.

Goss also took another swig of whiskey.

Although I was deeply moved, this feeling was truly wonderful.

What happened in Chicago seemed to be a signal.

In the days that followed, several Jewish gang leaders were assassinated in New York by highly trained attackers.

In Atlantic City, two local Jewish gang leaders and their henchmen were shot and riddled with bullets in the middle of the night.

In Los Angeles, Benjamin Siegel, one of the most notorious Jewish mob bosses of our time, was assassinated by a sniper from a distance.

In San Francisco, the home of a local Jewish gang leader was set on fire.

The successive attacks on Jewish mafia bosses in various places quickly attracted the attention of the Italian Mafia and the authorities.

The Mafia's interest stemmed from the fact that the Italian Mafia and Jewish gangs had been cooperating closely since the establishment of the committee, Charles Luciano and Maye Rankis, established a good relationship.

Many Jews served as advisors to the Italians.

Their partners were attacked, so naturally they couldn't ignore it.

As for the authorities, it's even simpler: so many people died in broad daylight, they couldn't possibly pretend they didn't see it.

Moreover, many of them were already in cahoots with Jewish groups.

After a preliminary investigation, they quickly discovered the key points.

That is, all the Jewish gang members who were attacked or assassinated had extremely close ties with Maye Rankis, the most famous Jewish gang leader in the United States.