US police: outlaws

Chapter 139 The Riot

The horizon gradually turned white, the gunfire subsided, and firefighting helicopters sprayed seawater to extinguish the flames above.

The night that brought disaster to the Compton gangs has finally come to an end, with even the sporadic gunshots merely the lingering echoes of the curtain falling.

Gang members and even ordinary community residents were herded onto military vehicles. Nearly 1 people were arrested in one night, exceeding the capacity of the Los Angeles Regional Detention Center and causing a significant drain on the entire Los Angeles police force.

In fact, of these 10,000 people, 6000 will be detained for a short period and then released after being fined, while others will be given community service orders.

The remaining 4000 people were charged with felonies such as arson, robbery, shooting, and deadly violence. Minors will be transferred to juvenile courts and compulsory social correction programs.

As for state and federal government personnel, the number started at over ten thousand, but eventually increased to 3 including military, police, and other units.

It took more than 10,000 people to barely manage the situation, and off-duty police officers were called back to work overtime, causing crime in other areas to increase by about 30% that night.

Inside the command center, Army Chief of Staff Mark Benson frowned as he looked at the data handed to him.

"Have you really not found any other leads on the revitalization association?"

"Yes, we couldn't find Derek Baker at his house or hideout. We don't know where he's hiding. As for the leader of the Crippled Gang, he denies it to the death. We still couldn't find any evidence at his house. Maybe the speculation in the letters is all false."

"I don't care, arrest the families of those two gang leaders. We must find clues."

In the face of terrorist attacks, the so-called rule of law has become very vague; as long as you find the trail of the Revitalization Society, you can easily get more 111s.

What about those who are wronged?

A few Black people are nothing in front of the federal government. The most important thing is that Derek Baker is no longer in the hands of the FBI.

"Damn the Revitalization Society, they still have the energy to watch us suppress their peripheral tentacles."

Regardless of the federal government's opinion, the matter has come to an end, and the FBI will take over, with local police assisting in the investigation.

In one night, 10865 gang members were arrested, 476 died, 2764 were injured, and more than 400 buildings were destroyed.

The police and military suffered approximately 200 casualties, making this incident far more serious than the Los Angeles riots of over 30 years ago.

During the Los Angeles riots, the Black community specifically targeted and vandalized shops with Asian faces. South Korea united and even fought against the rioters, killing 44 of them, which made Black people less likely to cause trouble.

The Chinese community suffered greatly at the time due to their cowardice. Lacking organization, they only wanted to avoid conflict when faced with danger, resulting in large-scale looting, such as the complete burning of the Chinese commercial district in Monterey Park.

However, during this unrest, Black people were unable to leave their communities, and the damage was limited to their own buildings.

In a corner of the Compton neighborhood, a group of county sheriffs were resting in a tent; they too had been busy all night.

Kaiya lifted Li Yisen's shirt, looked at the wound that had almost completely healed, and didn't know what to say, so she just slapped it hard.

"alright."

"Sister Kaiya, how could you be so rude? Senior was shot, I'm here to help him..."

Evelyn lifted her clothes again, speechless at the sight of her almost healed wound.

Just then, Austin Cole walked in.

"Thank you all for your hard work, but there are still cases to handle. Here are the addresses of 50 people. The court has issued search warrants. Your task is to investigate all of these people and see if anyone has any connection with the Zhenxing Association."

Many people looked dejected.

"Chief, we've been working overtime for two days now, can we take a break?"

"yes."

Lee Esen also took the opportunity to raise his hand and speak, as he did not want to waste time on a case that had no chance of success.

"Chief, I've been shot in the abdomen and need to rest for a bit."

"Let me see."

Austin Cole simply reached out and lifted his shirt.

"I didn't see any gunshot wounds. If you want to slack off, at least come up with a reasonable excuse. Not only can you not rest, but as the vice-captain, you're responsible for everything while Laura's not around. Got it?"

By the way, you did a great job catching Derek Baker last night. Attend the press conference at noon as a county representative, but don't mention the FBI losing leads. Also, tidy up your appearance, understand?

He brought this on himself.

What could Li Yisen say looking at the stack of files? He knew there was no point in wasting time, and there was also that damned press conference.

Backstage at the press conference, Li Yisen was standing in front of an acquaintance.

Her long red hair was tied in a single ponytail, her delicate face had a serious expression, and her tall figure resembled that of a female model. She was wearing a professional bodycon skirt.

Isabella Carroll, a bespectacled woman with a scholarly air, is the head of the Media Liaison Group under the Media Relations Bureau.

"Isabella, it's been a long time."

"I see you all the time, especially with all the things you've done."

"I need your help with something?"

Isabella and Carol picked up several suits and compared them in front of Lee Ethan, then chose a suitable tie and tidied their hair.

"Of course, do you remember your performance at the ICE precinct? Our team did a lot of work to guide public opinion."

"I almost forgot."

Isabella took out her makeup box and applied makeup to Ethan's face, releasing a faint, pleasant fragrance.

"Although you'll just be a figurehead at the press conference, only able to ask a few questions at most, I've prepared a script for you just to be on the safe side. You can read it carefully and answer accordingly."

Ethan Lee was strangled by a policewoman with her tie, and her long hair tickled his nose.

"No need for a few questions, do you really think I can't even answer a few questions properly?"

"Yeah, in my eyes you're all muscle."

The press conference was packed with people, including not only well-known national television stations, but also many foreign journalists.

Ethan Lee sat on a secondary stage below the main stage, next to Samuel Hughes, the deputy sheriff who was most likely to become sheriff. Also present were city police officers and the FBI operations commander.

Among those on the main stage were the Army Chief of Staff, the FBI Director who had rushed over, and the Governor of California.

Of course, the governor had been marginalized at this point, and the press conference was led by the federal government.

The Army Chief of Staff began to speak.

"I believe everyone is well aware of the cause of last night's operation: the ICE precinct was attacked, resulting in over a hundred deaths and injuries, which was carried out by the terrorist organization Revitalizes the Terrorist Group."

Therefore, this operation is in response to a violent insurgency planned by a domestic terrorist organization, whose actions have endangered constitutional order and public safety. The federal government, authorized by the Insurrection Act, has taken necessary force to restore the rule of law. This is not a racial issue, but a national security issue.

"The operation has resulted in the arrest of 10887 individuals suspected of terrorist activities, the seizure of 3200 weapons, and the destruction of 47 criminal strongholds."

Police and National Guard units, working in conjunction with federal and California law enforcement, have restored order to 90% of Los Angeles.

"We understand the public's panic, but anyone who takes advantage of the chaos to loot, vandalize, or burn will be considered an accomplice to terrorism. The military will remain in place until order is fully restored."

After an opening speech, the FBI director began to recount the leads uncovered during the investigation.

"The leader of the 0G gang, along with his subordinate Bill Garcia and several others, are terrorists from the Revitalization Society. Several other suspects are being verified. They were involved in the attack on the ICE precinct."

Half an hour passed quickly, and when the press conference ended, Lee Ethan hadn't received a microphone, let alone spoken, even though most of the other participants had already spoken.

Backstage, Li Yisen smiled and returned the manuscript to Isabella.

"It seems your group's efforts have been wasted."

"It's nothing. At least it lets me know that you're not really popular at the federal government level. You've made a great contribution but haven't had a chance to speak up."

Although the press conference ended and an explanation was given, the Black Lives Matter protests could not be stopped.

Over the course of several days, there were over a hundred protests across the country, including 20 protests involving tens of thousands of people.

That's not the worst part. The worst part is that the revitalization association made another statement online, and there wasn't even time to delete it.

"The Revitalization Society punishes ICE because ICE disregards the rule of law and violates human ethics. The federal government's actions against Revitalization will result in the deaths of seven of our peripheral members and one official member. We hereby issue a strong protest to the federal government."

In particular, Los Angeles County Sheriff Ethan Lee killed three of our outsiders and arrested official member Derek Baker in the ICE precinct's offensive and defensive battle, and handed him over to the FBI. If it weren't for him, the federal government would never have been able to discover our outsiders.

I hereby announce that Ethan Lee will be punished. If they can weather this storm, the matter will be considered closed; if they cannot, it proves that Ethan Lee deserves his punishment.

Leaving aside the reactions of others, a certain blond-haired leader was furious about it.

He didn't feel that the police were in danger or anything, but he felt that his federal government was being looked down upon, which was a slap in the face.

What does it mean that if it weren't for Ethan Lee, the federal government wouldn't have been able to remove the Revitalization Society?

"Withdraw state law enforcement agencies from the task force, and have the FBI take full charge of the case."

Li Yisen was lost in thought in his office, completely unaware that his unintentional act had saved his time.

[Ding! Destroyed two long-established gangs in Compton District. Participation rate 20%. Gained a 6-star physical talent: Heart of the Transcendent.]

[Transcendent Heart (6 Stars): This is a heart unlike any other in human history, encompassing all mutants. It boasts a cardiac output of 100 liters per minute and an oxygen supply capacity increased dozens of times. It adaptively regulates blood pressure, functioning flawlessly regardless of the pressure at 3000 meters deep or 100,000 meters above sea level.]

[The circulatory, immune, musculoskeletal, and nervous systems are all significantly enhanced. Strength +10, Endurance +10, Agility +10]

【Strength: 81】

[Endurance: 86]

[Agility: 73]

【Spirit: 80】

For a moment, Li Yisen felt relaxed. In fact, as his physique improved, he realized that the oxygen and nutrients supplied to his blood were seriously insufficient, which was also the reason why he lacked stamina when using his skills.

Without hesitation, Li Yisen used his ultimate burst and advanced sexual excitement, causing his muscles to collide.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes—it took Li Yisen a full five minutes to feel intensely hungry. He then took out a few compressed biscuits and ate them. His stomach acid quickly broke them down to provide energy, and it took him a full ten minutes before he could no longer hold on.

"That's amazing, increasing the skill's duration by five times."

[Ding! 40 people killed. Assessing their assets and social status. 5-star reward awarded. Received 2 tons of CL-20 explosives (the king of fourth-generation explosives).]

"???"

Lee Ethan was a little confused. Why was he given explosives directly? He wanted weapons, not explosives.

"No, it might be quite useful."

Although 2 tons of CL-20 would cost tens of thousands of US dollars, it is a serious crime for America to possess CL-20, since it is three times more powerful than TNT. If 2 tons were detonated together, it could destroy half of a community.

"If this thing were placed in the 'Hundred Palaces' and then lit, its power would be immense."

Li Yisen didn't dare to imagine it any further. He put these wild ideas aside for a second. He still needed to use his identity to access the task force's files and select a suitable target.

Ten days later, the National Guard and various military vehicles began to leave Compton. Although the 6000 people arrested were released, the 4000 black people who were charged included the vast majority of the top leaders of the two major gangs, and a large amount of weapons and goods were taken away. It can be said that both gangs were crippled.

However, this weakness will only be temporary. Given the community environment, a new dominant force will emerge in a year or two, and Compton will remain a predominantly Black community.

Fred King, a member of the lame gang, happened to be away from the community that night and escaped the disaster.

He was a mixed-race Black man; his mother was Black, and his father was a Chinese man whose whereabouts were unknown, leaving him only the surname Jin.

His mother also told him that his father was a responsible guy, and that he won his mother's heart by saving her from harm back then.

He truly felt no sense of responsibility, left no money, and nothing else; all he remembered was a blurry silhouette.

Fred King stood in his residence, looking at the community that had returned to peace, with hardly any gunshots.

"The boss probably won't be coming back. It's hard to say about those annoying guys, but whether they come back or not, the future of the Compton District Cripples will be ruled by me, Fred King."

"Slap slap slap"

Applause suddenly rang out, and a figure appeared behind Fred King; it was Ethan Lee.

"That's great ambition. I admire your ambition."

Fred King hurriedly turned his head to look at the person who had suddenly appeared, and felt a chill run down his spine.

"Who are you? Where are my men?"

Lee Ethan found a seat and sat down, watching as the other man pulled out his gun.

"Don't do anything reckless. You have no idea how many guys with heavy machine guns and rocket launchers are outside the window. Besides, what good would a small pistol do?"

Lee Ethan took out a silenced pistol, fired it at himself, and simultaneously activated all his skills to catch it with his palm.

"Bang"

The next second, Fred's pupils shrank because he saw a human catch a bullet with his bare hand; the bullet had actually pierced through Lee Ethan's 5-foot shaft.

Millimeter-long muscles, just not very noticeable.

"Have you calmed down yet?"

Fred King nodded hastily.

"I've calmed down."

"I hereby extend an invitation to you to join our revitalization association."

"You're from the Revitalization Society?"

Fred King nearly sat up.

"Our community was almost destroyed because of you, and you still want me to join?"

"You'll die a horrible death if you don't join. Besides, do you think it's possible that our Zhenxing Society did this on purpose because those two guys are very dishonest?"

"hiss"

Fred King gasped in shock. The death toll in the community was close to 3000, and it turned out to be a deliberate act by the Revitalization Society. At that moment, Fred King realized that America was a very cunning person.

Lee Esen extended another invitation.

"Join us, work for us, and you'll become the most powerful gang in Compton."

Fred King suppressed his inner turmoil. Although he felt that he would have become the godfather of the Cripples Gang if the Revitalization Society hadn't intervened, he didn't dare say no.

I promise you.

"Welcome to the Revitalization Association as a trainee member. You are free to develop a few trusted members to become peripheral members."