US police: outlaws

Chapter 125 The Birth of the Terrorist Organization "Revitalization Society"

"Ancestor?"

The monster ignored its offspring's pleas; it only wanted to replenish its flesh and blood to heal its injuries, even though recovery was impossible.

"Bang"

The monster continued to rummage through the corpse, devouring all the succulent entrails before roaring again, determined to kill any enemy who dared to harm it.

"roar"

The monster pounced, its 3-meter-tall body exuding an oppressive aura.

Li Yisen felt that the muscles in his right arm were severely torn, and even the cartilage was severely worn. Even with his abnormal recovery speed, he really couldn't exert any force for a while.

"What a terrible result."

The next second, an M60 general-purpose rifle appeared in his left hand. It's a pity that it's difficult to operate an M2 heavy machine gun with one hand, otherwise he wouldn't use this thing.

"The adult era has changed."

The monster's eyes changed as well. Its remaining consciousness told it that the iron bar that had suddenly appeared was a weapon that could threaten it. As for why it had suddenly appeared, that was beyond the understanding of its atrophied brain.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang"

Flames shot out, spent cartridges fell to the ground, each bullet easily piercing through the incredibly strong flesh. The terrifying firepower tore the slender giant's body apart, even his head was riddled with holes, making him utterly dead.

After emptying a bullet belt, Li Yisen put away the machine gun. Unexpectedly, the blood from this thing was purplish-red and seemed to have some fungal hyphae.

"This thing is the 'spirit' the Bird family sacrificed to, but it doesn't look that divine."

Li Yisen took out a spare phone to take videos and photos, leaving some information, before driving the tank away from the scene again. The snow was a good tool to cover his tracks.

The state government not long ago.

Lieutenant Governor Iris Perry, as Senate President, was congratulating the party on its strong candidacy for the next governorship. She was looking forward to the governor stepping down so she could congratulate the party on taking office when her aide suddenly rushed in.

(The Senate has 40 seats, and the House of Representatives has 80 seats. The House of Representatives has the most important power to propose motions, such as removing a governor from office. The Senate only has the power of review, reviewing motions and personnel changes decided by the governor.)

"Governor, we have received a call from the dispatch center..."

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"Iris Perry interrupted."

"I'm not the governor yet, call me the lieutenant governor."

"Yes, Lieutenant Governor. The Governor was attacked in San Antonio Hills, and they claim the attackers were driving an M1A2 Abrams tank."

The middle-aged Iris Perry was stunned.

"What did you say, M1A2? Are you out of your mind?"

"I'm not mistaken, the governor's area was indeed attacked by main battle tanks, and they even sent me a video."

As the video of the tank emerging from the snowstorm finished playing, Iris Perry murmured to herself.

"What does the military want to do? Do they want to rebel?"

"Quickly, notify the Five-Legged Building and the War Department. We must rescue them as soon as possible. This is the first time in America's 250-year history that a governor has been killed by a tank. It will become a laughing stock of the world."

The people at the Five-Legged Building were stunned when they received the notification. The units that recently acquired M1A2 main battle tanks were all in Texas, formerly the 1st Armored Division of the 1st Cavalry Division, and the 3rd Infantry Division.

(In a fictional story, one of these two divisions died and the other was crippled.)

(Ameryx's military leadership, with civilian officials divided into ministers, deputy ministers, and ministers of each service branch.)

(Military attachés: Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, Chiefs of Staff of the various services, and Commanders of the nine military regions. The commanders of the military regions have the authority to mobilize troops.)

War Secretary Casper Brown roared in anger.

"Can anyone tell me how this damn tank got here? Mark Benson, tell me which unit this tank belongs to, and who dared to attack a governor on charges of treason?"

Four-star general and Army Chief of Staff Mark Benson also looked rather grim. They were here today for a meeting targeting the East, but it had turned into a one-man show for him. What were those damned guys thinking? It was one thing to smuggle some weapons abroad, but to have an M1A2 tank attack the governor domestically was a major scandal.

Don't say this has nothing to do with the Army. Only the Army has the M1A2. Other branches of the military don't even have the right to take the blame.

"Minister, I will investigate this thoroughly."

"Go now, we need to give an explanation to the General Secretary and the whole country."

In the commotion in the meeting room, Deputy Secretary Kenny Sanders spoke in a deep voice.

"Another incident in California. First, the 75mm howitzer, then the M1117 armored vehicle, then the Black Hawk helicopter on the Mexico-Nicole border, and now the M1A2 tank. Secretary, I suspect there's a mysterious force stirring up trouble in California, and it has close ties to our military, or..."

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Although not explicitly stated, the deputy minister's meaning was quite clear: it was probably referring to a certain faction within the military, since those who could become generals all had their own factions.

These parachuted-in government personnel, in just one to three years, let alone figured out the inner workings of the military, probably didn't even get to the bottom of things.

The fact that a corrupt special envoy committed suicide after being shot more than a dozen times in the back has already demonstrated the complexity of America's military.

The Minister of War pointed to a map of Mount San Antonio.

"Mobilize all available military forces. We cannot let this damned tank escape."

He had a premonition that if the problem wasn't resolved quickly, the storm originating in California would eventually sweep across the entire country.

Edwards Air Force Base, 200 kilometers away, was shaken by the order. Air Force personnel training at the base boarded helicopters, whether Apaches or Black Hawks, it would take at least twenty minutes for a helicopter to reach the destination.

So the base commander decided to take a risk, and the F-16s that had been added recently, now bare and temporarily armed, began to take off from the airport runway.

Like a sharp arrow, the fighter jet cuts through the sky, but when it plunges into the blizzard, the sub-zero temperatures of -40 degrees Celsius combined with the blizzard still significantly reduce the aircraft's capabilities, and there is even a possibility of crashing.

Without additional cold-weather gear, the F-16 is ultimately unable to complete missions in temperatures ranging from -40 to -50 degrees Celsius.

"Aircraft functions have been significantly reduced. Requesting return to base."

"Permission to return."

The fighter jets arrived quickly and returned just as fast, losing their only possible opportunity to intercept Lee Ethan.

San Antonio Hill was locked down again, this time with the deployment of various military forces, including those from the inland areas and the Los Angeles coast.

Armored vehicles passed through the city, and many people were curious about the 10 armored vehicles on display. This was an armored company with heavy armored vehicles.

"What happened?"

"Perhaps it's a drill?"

"No notice was issued, so what's the point of this drill?"

"I think something serious might have happened. This isn't the first or second terrorist attack in California."

Numerous videos were posted online, including footage of armored vehicles blocking the mountain exits, putting the entire Los Angeles area under what appeared to be martial law.

At this moment, Ethan Lee was unaware that he had stirred up a hornet's nest. He was dealing with the gangster who had voluntarily withdrawn his control. This man was Kevin Taylor, a handsome 30-year-old white man who was a low-level member of the Rosmid District gang. He had just been unlucky enough to be caught by Ethan Lee that morning.

"Where am I? What are these machines?"

"No need to look anymore. You were inside the M1A2 main battle tank, so you should have some memory of what just happened."

Kevin Taylor's face paled. He did indeed have the memory of loading shells into the breech one by one, followed by the sound of the cannon firing. Why had he become the loader, and who were their targets?

The more Kevin Taylor thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he started sweating.

"Who are you? How did I get here?"

"Revitalization Association, you've been conscripted by us."

"The Revitalization Association?"

He had never heard of this organization.

Lee Ethan shoved a membership application form into Kevin Taylor's hand.

"Our full name is the Patriotic Revitalization Association. You can think of us as a militia organization, a political party, or even a terrorist organization."

Terrorist organization?

Kevin Taylor stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered. He had actually been working with a terrorist organization; his future was ruined.

He had just won over the eldest brother's daughter not long ago, and they were even at the point of discussing marriage. Taking over the power of the sick eldest brother was a sure thing in the future. Why shouldn't he have gone out this morning?

Kevin Taylor swallowed hard.

"Whom did we shell?"

"Governor of California, Brett Bird, you are aware of the Bird family's sacrifice, right? This time, the Revitalization Society is punishing those who violate the Constitution. You see, this is the Bird family's belief."

Kevin Taylor doesn't know how he got through it. He only remembers watching a few monster videos, vaguely filling out and signing the application form, and forcing a smile while being photographed, who said it was his membership photo.

Li Yisen patted the other person on the shoulder.

"Very good. From today onwards, you are a proud member of the Revitalization Society. Don't worry, no one knows your identity. You can develop in the gang with peace of mind. With the protection of our Revitalization Society, you will become a big shot sooner or later."

Of course, no one knew Kevin Taylor's identity, and even if it were exposed, it wouldn't do any harm to Ethan Lee, since Kevin Taylor didn't know his identity anyway.

Before parting, Lee Ethan showed a video of Kevin Taylor diligently completing his job as a loader, a performance worthy of a model worker.

"Look at yourself in the video. You were the one who put in every shell that killed the governor. You're definitely an outstanding member of the revitalization group. You need to work hard in the future."

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Kevin Taylor flashed a smile that looked more like a deathly grin.

"I will continue to work hard."

What can I do? I can't even act as a witness for the prosecution in this situation. I can only go down this dark path.

The tank was on a path at the foot of the mountain when Kevin Taylor got out, looking confused.

"Go back by yourself. I'll let you know if the organization has any missions."

"I will wait for news from the organization."

Witnessing the other party disappear into the vast white snow, Li Yisen also put away the tank. Before he could go down the mountain, a Black Hawk helicopter flew overhead against the wind and snow.

"You're way too late."

In just 30 minutes, the Bird family's estate was surrounded by troops, and several on-site commanders looked at the shelled ruins and didn't know what to say.

Especially that 3-meter-tall monster, with a sign next to it.

"Saint Anthony, the god worshipped by the Byrd family, is slaughtered by us today. You're welcome."

The commander sighed.

"The Byrd family's sacrifice is indeed real. Let's report it and let the higher-ups decide how to handle it."