The Fourth Disaster Begins at the Dawn of the Millennium

"Lady, would you like to take a closer look at the contract? There is one more detail..." said the player.

"No, it doesn't matter. Do you want to pay more?" "That's not the case..."

"Okay, sir, our contract has been signed. Now, I need you to fulfill the contract immediately..."

"Of course, ma'am, please tell me where we should go?"

"On the road leading to here from xx school," the player quickly handed over a map. The woman, who was about to burst into tears, pointed to a location on the map and said, "My daughter is here. She and her classmates were on a school bus, but their school bus was stopped. Someone threw stones at their school bus. My daughter also saw someone pouring gasoline on the school bus..."

"I understand, ma'am. The trauma team will be on their way immediately..."

Chapter 80 Who's calling the trauma team?

In the middle of the road, a Chinese school bus was blocked by several cars and messy roadblocks, unable to move.

The students in the school bus, aged between ten and fifteen, were experiencing the most terrifying moment of their lives. Outside the bus window, the rioters were holding iron bars, hammers and other tools, constantly hitting the window glass. The sound of glass breaking mixed with the screams and cries of the students was particularly harsh.

The bus was in chaos, with students huddled together in fear. Some cried and some held their companions' hands tightly, their eyes full of despair and fear. Outside the bus, the rioters not only threatened the students to get off the bus, but also reached out and tried to pull the students who were leaning against the windows out.

"Students, stay away from the windows! Hold on to the chairs and handrails! If a student is being dragged by someone outside, we must reach out and pull the student back! We must not be pulled out by them, absolutely not!"

Among the students in this bus, there was also a senior student who showed extraordinary calmness. Even when the driver was at a loss as to what to do, this student instead directed everyone in the bus. Someone was willing to stand up, and the extremely panicked students in the bus finally had a backbone. Even if a female student was grabbed by the legs by the thugs outside, her classmates would quickly reach out and grab her arms to prevent her from being dragged away by the people outside.

At the same time, the senior student quickly took out her cell phone from her schoolbag and quickly dialed her parents' number. When the call was connected, her voice was choked, but she still tried to keep

Stay calm, tell your parents that the school bus was blocked by thugs, and

She briefly described the current location of the school bus and how many thugs were attached to the school bus. She also warned on the phone: "The police are right next to the labor camp, but they are just watching the show from the side. Mom and Dad, calling the police is useless.

Used......…”

As soon as the voice fell, a scream suddenly came from the school bus. Even the parents on the other end of the phone were frightened and hurriedly asked their daughter what happened.

What's going on? My daughter looked in the direction of the sound and saw several Thais holding gasoline outside the car window, pouring it on the school bus. The pungent smell of gasoline quickly spread, and the students in the car were extremely panicked. Some of them

The younger children were so scared that they were crying and gasping for breath.

The thugs shouted and waved their lighters, threatening the princes: "Get out of the car! Otherwise, we will burn you!"

Suddenly, the school bus driver seemed to have a mental breakdown. He suddenly left his seat and opened the door. The next second, an iron rod hit the driver's head, and then a group of people dragged the driver like a dead dog.

The students in the school bus were so frightened that they screamed

The sound could be heard across the street. Even the calmest senior female student had a mental breakdown and said to her mother on the phone:

"Mom, they're coming in..."

"Mom will go find someone right away! Mom will go find someone right away! Mom will immediately hire the most powerful person to rescue you......"

But her daughter could no longer answer. Several thugs dragged the female student out. Her cell phone fell somewhere during the fierce resistance. The mother could only hear screams and wails coming from the phone...

------a----

"The mother really loves her daughter so much that she took out all her cash, jewelry, and all valuable things. Of course, even this is not enough to pay the super VIP price of the 'Trauma Team'. However, the mission description says that in order to open up the market as quickly as possible, the company needs real user reviews to increase the popularity of the company, so she can be given a preferential price and allowed to pay in installments..."

"Okay, everyone, are you on the helicopter? Hurry up! From the moment we accept the order, the mission starts counting down. Arrive at the destination within seven minutes, otherwise your money will be refunded..."

A helicopter that was smuggled into Indonesia in the name of a "humanitarian rescue helicopter" took off. After taking off, it headed towards its destination at full speed. The player sitting at the cabin door kept urging the player driving the helicopter to drive faster.

"Hurry up! The company will not accept refunds. Anything that triggers the refund conditions will directly lead to mission failure..."

"Damn, you thought I was driving a jet plane at full speed..."

"By the way, how are we going to get down later? Brother, can't you let the helicopter land on the road? It's terrible now. It may be difficult to land the plane on the road..."

"Let me give it a try. This is my first time using a TL console. It seems quite complicated..."

"Fuck!"

At this time, all the students in the school bus were dragged out by the thugs.

The thugs, armed with iron rods and wooden clubs, surrounded and trapped the boy like a group of wild beasts. Their wild laughter echoed harshly in the air, making people shudder.

"Take off your clothes!" one of the thugs ordered, waving the iron rod in his hand. The students looked at each other, their eyes full of fear and humiliation. Some of the younger children were so scared that they cried out loud, with tears rolling down their cheeks.

"Hurry up! Take off your clothes!" the thugs shouted impatiently, and then threw the driver, who had been beaten to a bloody pulp, into the middle of the students. The students had no choice but to start taking off their clothes slowly with shaking hands. Before the students finished taking off their clothes, the thugs were already impatient. Someone dragged the student into the thugs, and pressed an iron rod on the shoulders of the female student, making her unable to move. Someone took off the last bit of clothes on the female student, saying as he took them off: "Because you are Chinese, you deserve to be raped!" Someone took out a razor and scratched the female student's body, leaving scars.

As for the male students, their clothes were also stripped off, and the slogans shouted by the thugs were to "rape Chinese women, castrate Chinese men..." So it is not difficult to imagine what these thugs would do to these male students.

But at this moment, the students, thugs, and Indonesian police who were watching the show were all attracted by the movement in the sky. The sound of the helicopter's propellers was getting closer and closer, and it was impossible to ignore it. A helicopter was hovering over their heads at this moment.

"What was that helicopter trying to do?"

"Damn, there's not enough time! There's no suitable place to park the helicopter here..."

"Then don't fucking stop on the ground, just hover over our VIP's head. We'll use bullets to protect the VIP from harm first!"

"Fire, fire! But watch your firepower. If we shoot the VIP in the head, it will be worse than mission failure!"

The thugs on the ground were still wondering why the helicopter was hovering over their heads. The next second, the helicopter door opened and a fully armed giant security guard appeared at the door with an M249 machine gun in his hand. When the thug looked into the player's eyes, a 5.56mm bullet had already hit his eye socket.

Fierce gunshots exploded in the air, assault rifles, precision marksman rifles and M249 machine guns sprayed flames, and bullets rained down. The first thug's head was smashed, but many thugs hadn't reacted until the second thug's neck was pierced by a bullet, and the third thug's chest was riddled with bullets. Until then, the thugs on the ground were like ants whose nests were blown up. Some were frightened and unable to move, and some were frightened and fled in all directions. As more and more people fell in a pool of blood, fewer and fewer people were frightened and unable to move, and more and more people fled in all directions. The thugs panicked and fled everywhere, screaming and shouting mixed together.

This time it was the turn of the rioters to wail and scream. As for the policemen who were watching the show, ha, those policemen ran much faster than the rioters. They were originally watching from a distance from the center of the incident. When the machine guns started shooting, the policemen immediately dropped their "fire sticks" and ran for their lives.

The students were also panicked, their legs were weak and they couldn't walk. They were terrified by the deafening gunshots above their heads and didn't know what to do. But the helicopter hovering above their heads only fired at the thugs and didn't attack the students. They just held on to their classmates tightly and didn't dare to move.

Seeing that all the thugs on the ground had fallen in a pool of blood, the helicopter dropped a ladder. The two players who climbed down the ladder for the first time got off the helicopter very slowly, but fortunately there were no RPGs ambushing them nearby, so there was no need to rush them.

The fully armed security personnel shouted the VIP's name in the student group for several times before a girl whose clothes and skirt were incomplete raised her hand tremblingly.

"OK, the VIP has been found, take her..."

"Wait, man, the mission has changed! Now there are 1, 2, 3... Shit, these parents are stuck with a bug, right? They all bought the normal trauma team service at this point... Our helicopter can't take so many people away..."

"Then...then you two stay here and move the obstacles next to the school bus first, then drive the students back into the bus. One of you will be the driver and the other will be the machine gunner at the rear of the bus. As for our helicopter, you will escort the bus in the air!"

Chapter 81: A Golden Brand

The school bus escorted by helicopters was quite "impressive". Except for some thugs who looked mentally disturbed and not afraid of death and were shouting and screaming that they were going to smash the school bus, no one who was mentally normal dared to get close.

Of course, not afraid of death does not mean you will not die. Those thugs who came to die were naturally shot by the machine gunners at the helicopter door and the rear of the school bus.

Died in droves...

"Damn, it's just like fighting a zombie horde..."

"But beating these guys is much easier than beating zombies..." This return trip filled with gunfire and hail of bullets was generally safe. These students did not scream as much as they did at the beginning. I don't know if it was because the previous experience was too exciting or what. Now, even if the sound of machine guns roared in their ears, they just covered their ears numbly without much emotional change...

The school bus was riddled with holes, but all the students were still there.

At this time, many anxiously waiting parents gathered in a parking lot in the Chinese community. They were all parents who had paid for the "trauma team" service for their children. Perhaps, in the minds of these Chinese, only when they spend money for their children's safety will they be unscrupulous and unconcerned, especially when these parents learned from a parent in the same school that the school bus their children were riding was blocked on the road by thugs, who were also going to set fire to the bus. These parents burst out with enthusiasm that was completely different from when they bought the "community security service" before.

They rushed to the community office of Giant God Company, wanting to purchase the "trauma team" services for their children. Those who could afford it paid directly, while those who could not raise so much money at once had one of the couples run to queue up for a spot while the other pawned their belongings or went door to door to borrow money.

These parents are afraid to hear: "Oh, sorry, the trauma team is full today, please come back tomorrow..."

Some of the parents who had purchased the services of the trauma team kept pacing back and forth, while others tightly held their mobile phones, as if they could get more comfort this way. Everyone's face was full of anxiety and fatigue, as if they had experienced a long ordeal. When the school bus slowly drove into the parking lot, all the parents' eyes were attracted. They saw the almost destroyed school bus, with broken windows, and the students on the bus were ragged, pale, and had obvious scars and bruises on their bodies.

The moment the car door opened, parents rushed in. They found their children one after another. Some cried with joy, some cried bitterly when they saw the scars on their children; some clenched their fists angrily, tears and anger flashing in their eyes. After a while of being immersed in the joy of reuniting with their children safely, some suddenly remembered that they should thank the security guards of Giant God Company who helped their children escape. If it weren't for them...

"Hmm? Where are they?"

"Fuck! I haven't even completed this mission yet, how come I automatically accepted the next rescue mission? Am I a Didi driver now?"

"Damn it! The countdown for the mission has begun now! Let's go quickly!" Although the community group purchasing security service project has not made any progress, the orders for the "trauma team" have exploded! At this time in Jakarta, large-scale attacks in places where a large number of Chinese people live are still rare, but in the urban area, there are still quite a number of lone Chinese people and some Chinese families who have been hit by the riots.

For example, the team of players who just escorted the school bus, as soon as the school bus stopped, the players acting as drivers and machine gunners immediately climbed up the ladder dropped by the helicopter and flew towards the next mission target. On the ground, players driving jeeps, vans and even buses were also rushing around in Jakarta, rushing towards one destination after another.

After flying for about four or five minutes, the helicopter arrived at the top floor of a flat-roofed building at the target point.

"You can dock, you can dock!" "OK, jump!"

The target to be rescued this time is on the 8th floor of the building, and the building is 15 stories high. Going down from the top of the building is much faster than climbing up from the bottom floor, so the players chose to break through from the top floor without hesitation. At this time, the whole building is like some kind of purgatory on earth, with

People were shouting for help, and there were cries everywhere. When the player who was leading the way with an assault rifle arrived on the 12th floor, he saw a family.

The door of the room had been smashed open. There were seven or eight men in the room, lining up to rape a girl. There were two bodies on the ground. They looked like... the girl's parents? But their heads were missing...

"You go down first! I'll wait here."

"What's wrong? This is only the 12th floor, not the mission target." "I saw the health bar, I'll go empty the magazine..." "Okay, then I'll continue to rush to the 8th floor with the machine gun..."

These Indonesians who were doing whatever they wanted in this house on the 12th floor

The man suddenly saw a fully armed man wearing camouflage and bulletproof vest rushing in. They looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

For players, there is no doubt at all. Why should I hesitate when the health bar is already showing?

The rifle was set to full automatic firing! "Da da da da--"

Well, there is still one person alive? The player immediately switched to the M1911 as a secondary weapon and decisively shot every corpse that was just killed...

Now, the only ones left alive are this player and the NPC who was just gang-raped. The player said to her: "Can we go? Let's go to the top floor. There is a helicopter there. If we squeeze in, we can have enough seats..."

After that, the player prepared to go to the 8th floor to find the machine gunner who had gone ahead, but when he stepped out of the door of this house, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

He turned back suddenly, and then he saw a man had jumped out of the window...

"Fuck..."

At this time, the machine gun brother has also arrived at the 8th floor.

At the time, I couldn't tell which household on the 8th floor the target was, but based on my experience that "wherever there was the loudest noise, it must be related to the mission", I used a machine gun.

Following the sound, I rushed to a house whose door had been pried open. From the house came unusual screams and some playful and teasing voices, such as "You can't dirty the penis of an Indonesian man, you have to find a stick to serve this beautiful Chinese girl."

The thugs pulled down the aluminum branches that hung the curtains, and a group of people shouted excitedly, "Aim, aim..."

But the machine gunner who had already entered the house didn't need to aim at all, he could just shoot from the hip at this distance...

"Da-da-da-da-da!"

"The target of the mission has been rescued. His life is not in danger, but... um, mentally he may be..."

"OK, tell her we are hired by her parents, take her back to the plane, hold her tight, don't let her get carried away.

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Chapter 82 Black May (—)

From March to April 1998, the Giant God Company was openly active in Indonesia. Its efficient, tough and "ostentatious" security measures attracted the attention of ordinary people who were deeply poisoned by the riots. For a time, the business of the Giant God Company expanded like a snowball, so that players had to urgently mobilize batches of NPCs hired in former Warsaw Pact countries to assist players in completing tasks. They gathered in batches and then took off in batches. They first entered Indonesia as "tourists" and then went to various offices of the Giant God Company in Indonesia to collect weapons and ammunition and accept tasks.

After the arrival of these professionals hired from Russia, Ukraine, Belarus and other countries, they effectively made up for the vacancies in the "Community Security Service" project that Giant God Company began to accept frequently in April. Players with more flexible deployment and actions are almost providing "Trauma Team" services at full capacity, so that there are no players to take up the most basic "Community Security Service" originally launched.

In the same main room where both the five-star red flag and the blue sky, white sun flag were hung, the people from the Chinese community who were negotiating the contract were still Lao Chen and his people. Perhaps it was the previous incident of the school bus being smashed and the children being almost collectively sexually assaulted and killed that gave the Chinese in the community a "wake-up call"; or perhaps it was because they heard stories of shops and houses of Chinese businessmen in other places being burned to ashes along with their owners. In short, the stimulation of the imminent destruction of families and deaths made people in the community reach a consensus more quickly on the issue of who would pay more and who would pay less.

At this time, many people had gathered inside and outside the hall.

Before the people from the company arrived, they had already called the owner of the red house to discuss how bad the current situation was...

"I heard from my relatives that all the shops occupied by Chinese merchants in Medan have been burned down. The Chinese people there have been wearing stigmata. They are far from being active. They are on duty in Beiliu and have fought with thugs many times. Even women have joined the fight. Everyone has a bucket of boiling water ready to throw at people."

"That's because they couldn't hold on, they couldn't beat them. I heard that those thugs were all very burly and had short haircuts..."

"Well, didn't we explain the situation to Taiwan a long time ago? What is Taiwan doing? Why..."

"Over there is a bunch of idiots! They only know how to protest. Da Yan made a proposal, but the Indonesians didn't care about them at all. They wanted to kill, rape, and rob them... They didn't care about our lives at all, but just told me

Let's not get involved with the mainland. .....…."

"I also heard a rumor that the Chinese Embassy in Indonesia also wants to purchase Giant God's services..."

"What? They can't protect themselves either? That's impossible..."

"Well, that's not the case. There's nothing wrong with the embassy. It's just that their diplomats wanted to drive into the rioting neighborhood to pick up the trapped Chinese, but... they couldn't get in and didn't have enough manpower, so they found Giant God Company..."

"Oh, then is Giant God Company considered to be in collusion with the Communist Party? Hahahahahaha, Taiwan has something to say again..."

"Taiwan knew about it a long time ago, but after they found out that Giant God was an American company, they didn't dare to say a word..."

Yes, how dare Taiwan complain about Giant God? You know, Giant God has been praised as a model company by many bigwigs in Europe and America recently, and it is very popular. In the recent international hot news, one of the news is about Giant God's "machine gun brother" saving American company employees from danger. The photo published in the newspaper is just like the promotion of "First Blood". The "machine gun brother" directly transformed into "Rambo" and shot with a machine gun, which is so cool!

In Indonesia, the Chinese community realized that they needed to purchase community security services quite late. In comparison, some European and American companies paid for it faster, probably because they had more experience. They knew that their own marines and special forces would never come to Indonesia to save them from the siege of mobs. If they wanted to protect the company's property in Indonesia and the lives of their employees, they could only spend money to find organizations such as mercenaries and security companies to buy "security." Giant God Company happened to be the most professional organization they could find in Indonesia.

As the riots intensified, although the main targets of the riots were still the Chinese, this did not mean that the rioters would not smash and destroy European and American companies in Indonesia, whether it was a bank run by the Chinese or Citibank, a textile factory run by Chinese businessmen, or a Ford automobile assembly plant, they would all be smashed, looted and burned.

Faced with this situation, as long as you are not a "Muslim" or as long as you are not an "Indonesian

The "indigenous people" are the acts of attacking the law. However, the public can only take over the business from the Chinese and Chinese businessmen. Even European and American companies have invested money to hire them.

Hire a giant god for security.