Chapter 653 I Can’t Breathe (Third update, please subscribe)
The jungle is very humid after the rain, everything seems to be filled with water, and everything is wet. Not only was the air humid, but the depths of the forest were also silent.
"Click,"
Suddenly, a slight sound of broken branches broke the silence in the rain forest, making the person walking stunned. He raised his left hand and the person behind him froze. , people were holding carbines and looking around cautiously.
“Bang!”
A sudden gunshot broke the silence of the jungle, and then there was the rapid sound of machine gunfire. For a time, the rainforest was filled with tracer bullets, red and green traces sweeping across the dim rainforest.
"There is an ambush!"
Amid the shouts, the rapid sound of MG42 machine guns rang out, guarding the rainforest like a storm. Soldiers were holding M1 carbines or STG44 assault rifles towards them. Shooting deep in the rainforest.
Where are the enemies?
No one could be seen except for the muzzle flames. At this moment, the sniper holding the sniper rifle aimed forward. With the help of the telescopic sight, he quickly found the target. , the crosshair pressed against the tongue of fire that was constantly spitting out. With that little light, he saw the machine gunner.
At the moment of pulling the trigger.
“Bang”!
The bullet penetrated the enemy's head.
The machine gun became mute, and he began to aim again. He stayed in that position and continued to aim and shoot. Every bullet would take away an enemy.
At this moment, the enemy hiding in the canopy was looking for him with a scope. Finally, he pointed the scope at the sniper, and the moment the enemy pulled the trigger...
"Be careful..."
There was a scream in the cinema, and the timid women even covered their eyes.
“I knew it, I knew it!”
Suddenly, a burst of joyous shouts rang out in the cinema. It turned out that Ah Shan moved a little to the left, avoiding the Japanese sniper. Amid everyone's expectations, Ah Shan took aim at the Japanese sniper and shot him in the head!
For a time, the cinema was filled with cheers.
Dozens of minutes later, until the movie ended, people walking out of the cinema were still talking about the plot of the movie. Compared to others' exaggerations, Li Cunyi seemed very calm. When his son excitedly asked his father if the sniper was real, When it was so powerful, he just said yes and said nothing more.
In fact, from the moment he walked into the movie theater until now, he has been reminiscing there, recalling the experience of fighting side by side with the police force, and recalling those years.
Seeing that his father was silent, the ten-year-old son asked as if he was remembering something.
"Dad, the soldiers in the photo at home are all from the garrison. You must have been in the rainforest with them."
"Yes."
After answering, Li Cunyi took a look around. The Zamboanga in front of him was more prosperous than in the past. The streets were illuminated by neon lights at night, and pedestrians were walking on the streets, speaking Mandarin with accents from various places.
Although most of the immigrants here are immigrants from Guangdong and Fujian provinces, Mandarin has become more and more popular in the past few years.
The Mandarin spoken in his ears gave him a sense of confusion, as if this was not the Philippines, but Southeast Asia.
Although Zamboanga is part of the Philippines, this city is dominated by Tang people. Nearly half a million Tang people live in places from Zamboanga City to Mindanao.
People here speak Mandarin, watch Nanyang movies, and live a peaceful life, which seems to be no different from Nanyang.
Suddenly, a black BMW R75 tricycle stopped in front of him. The motorcycle was equipped with police lights and it was a police patrol car. Behind them were two Dodge T214 Jeeps.
"Captain, why don't you take Young Master Wen to watch a movie with you?"
Ding Le, who was sitting in the sidecar, jumped down and threw a piece of chewing gum to Li Jiewen and said.
"Master Wen, please have some sweets."
"Thank you, Brother Le."
Li Jiewen took the candy with a smile, looked at their shower, and said to his father,
"Dad, you talk to Brother Le about business, I'm going home first."
"Well, go back early, don't let mother-in-law worry."
After shouting, Li Cunyi asked as he caught a glimpse of the carbine in the sidecar.
“There is a situation.”
"This is not the case in the sugar cane fields in the south a few days ago. There was a conflict between the employees from the north and the locals. The bureau wants us to strengthen patrols to prevent any abnormal movements. It is best to teach them a lesson."
< br>The subordinate's report made Li Cunyi frown and said.
"Okay, let's go to the pier first. There are many natives there. If there is going to be trouble, that's where we must go first. If we want to suppress our temper, we'll do it from there first."
When talking. , Li Cunyi got on the jeep and looked towards the back. Through the neon lights, he could see more than a dozen mobile police officers sitting in the car. Without exception, they all carried carbines on their backs and held one-meter-long wooden sticks in their hands.
Soon they drove into the port area. As soon as the car stopped, more than thirty mobile police officers jumped out of the car and patrolled the streets with wooden sticks. When the nearby natives saw them, they were helpless. Instead of lowering their heads or looking away, they were afraid of making eye contact with the mobile police.
Feeling the docile gazes around him, Li Cunyi couldn't help but think of a word in his heart - "Barbarians are afraid of power but not moral." When the Japanese occupied this place, these people were all arrogant and wanted to ride on the heads of the Tang people to shit. Later, after the security forces arrived, thousands of Filipino traitors were tried and executed, not to mention the natives, even those good people. The Moros who fought bravely and fiercely became little sheep.
Even when their temple was bulldozed to build a school, they did not dare to do anything different. To put it bluntly, they were still bullying the weak and afraid of the strong.
However, even among the docile sheep there are aliens, and the policeman’s intuition made Li Cunyi feel some dissatisfaction, or hostility.
Looking at a food stall on the roadside, there were several indigenous people eating there, and they all looked gloomy there.
Frowning slightly, Li Cunyi walked over and spoke directly.
"Police inspection, ID card."
"Officer, we are just eating."
The native replied in blunt Mandarin, although his face was still ugly, but He took out his ID card from his pocket anyway.
Four or five years ago, there was no population registration in Zamboanga and Mindanao, only population statistics. After the Tang Dynasty established the Mindanao Autonomous Council, population registration began.
Therefore, ID cards were issued for the first time. At this time, the ID cards were relatively rudimentary. Personal information was all filled in by hand. The material was hard paper and came in three colors: yellow, pink and light green. The three colors represented different classes, distinguishing between Tang people and indigenous people. Catholics and indigenous Tianfang believers.
Starting two years ago, new plastic-covered identity cards began to be distributed. The front of the identity card contains the holder's photo and the fingerprint of his left thumb. The name and other personal information of the holder of the certificate are listed on the back.
Checking ID cards is a normal thing in Mindanao, but when this person took out his ID card, a hat fell out.
Staring at the white hat on the ground, Li Cunyi raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly.
“Is this yours?”
There are some things you cannot bring with you in Nanyang, and this is one of them.
"No, no..."
"Pa,"
A big mouth slapped on the face.
“Is it yours?”
"No..."
Another big mouth. While his face was swollen, the man shouted excitedly.
"It's mine. Kill me if you can, ah..."
Before he could finish speaking, he took a step forward, grabbed his arm and pushed him to the ground. Then she pressed her knee against his neck.
"Ah...let me go, let me go"
The man with a defiant look on his face kept struggling, and Li Cunyi's knees kept exerting force. Just when the people nearby were about to surround him, Ding Le and the mobile police all carried wooden sticks and beat those people hard.
"Kneel down, kneel down..."
Under the blows of the wooden sticks, the dozen or so indigenous people in the food stall all fell to their knees, and even took the initiative. Lie on the ground and let the police spank them. For a moment, the food stall was filled with screams of pain.
Amidst the screams of those people, the guy whose neck was pressed by Li Cunyi struggled and shouted.
"Sir, please spare me, spare me...I can't breathe..."
"You can't die!"
Li Cunyi snorted, took out the handcuffs and cuffed the guy, and while cuffing him, Li Cunyi said.
"Your kid is suspected of illegal assembly and attempting to attack the police. Wash your butt and wait until you are put in jail..."
After finally leaning this kid up, he turned to others Look and say.
"There are still them, don't let any of them be left behind."
After standing up, Li Cunyi said to his subordinates.
"Take them all away, hand them over to the district attorney, and charge them with illegal gathering!"
While speaking, he kicked the guy on the ground hard.
"Why the hell are you pretending to be dead? Get up."
But the other party was lying on the ground motionless...
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