lcionline Chapter 1054 Fierce Conflict
Chapter 1054 Fierce Conflict
"Captain Nakamura!" A haggard-looking worker suddenly rushed to the front and grabbed Kenichi Nakamura by the collar. "Do you know how we survive? The steel mill hasn't paid us for three months, and the old and young in my family are almost starving to death!"
Nakamura tried to break free, but the worker held him tightly and said, "Now even the relief food from the relief agency has stopped! Tell me, how are we going to survive?"
At this moment, Sato Yasu secretly winked at Yamada, a security guard next to Nakamura.
Yamada understood, and suddenly pulled out his baton and hit the worker hard on the back of the head.
"boom!"
The worker fell to the ground, blood gushed out from his head and spread on the ground.
"Murder!" Angry roars broke out from the crowd.
“They started beating people again!”
"Go! Kill these running dogs!"
In an instant, the angry crowd rushed in like a flood. Before Kenichi Nakamura could react to what was happening, he saw his team members being submerged in the surging crowd.
Chang Wujiang stood in the back, watching all this, with a sneer on his face. Everything was going according to plan, and these security guards were just props for them to incite the emotions of the masses.
The worker who was knocked down was now quietly climbing up under the protection of the crowd. The "wound" on his head was just the red paint that had been prepared in advance. He nodded slightly in the direction of Sato An and then disappeared in the chaotic crowd.
Chaos broke out in an instant.
Dozens of workers pinned the security guards to the ground, punching and kicking them. Kenichi Nakamura was pinned to the ground by three people, his face bloodied.
"Stop! Stop it!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Suddenly, a gunshot pierced the sky.
It was a young security guard named Kimura who could no longer bear the beating and fired a shot into the air. But this shot not only failed to deter the crowd, but instead seemed to add fuel to the fire.
"Grab their guns!" someone shouted.
The angry workers rushed over and the rifles of several security guards were instantly taken away. Kimura tried to resist, but was hit hard from behind and the gun fell out of his hand.
"Beat these bastards to death!" A beast-like roar broke out from the crowd.
In the chaos, security guard Inoue was surrounded by dozens of workers. Fists and kicks rained down on him, and his screams gradually faded and finally disappeared completely.
“Dead...dead?” someone said tremblingly.
But at this moment, no one felt fear, instead a kind of crazy pleasure spread among the crowd. Years of oppression and anger completely erupted at this moment.
"Kill them! Let these lackeys pay for the lives of our brothers!"
The remaining security guards were pinned to the ground, and their weapons fell into the hands of the workers. Nakamura Kenichi looked at Inoue's bloody body, his eyes full of despair.
Chang Wujiang stood behind the crowd, a glimmer of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. The first drop of blood had already been shed, and the riot that followed would be out of control. And this was exactly the effect they wanted.
Sato Yasu shouted loudly: "Brothers! We can't retreat now! Follow me to the palace! Let those people see our anger!"
"March towards the palace!" The crowd roared and rushed towards the palace like a group of wild beasts out of control, carrying the captured weapons.
Only a few dying security guards and Inoue's body were left on the ground. Blood was spreading on the streets, foreshadowing that Kyoto was about to face a bloody storm.
On the street outside the college area, dense groups of students were confronting rows of armed security forces.
“Down with tyranny!”
“Give us justice!”
“Stop the oppression!”
The shouts of 40,000 students were deafening. In the front row were students from Kyoto Imperial University, who linked their arms and moved forward step by step.
The commander of the security forces, Taro Okada, had cold sweat on his forehead. He knew very well that most of these students came from prominent families. Some were the sons of the presidents of the Chamber of Commerce, some were the young masters of the aristocratic families, and even some were the children of the royal family.
"Back off! Back off immediately!" he shouted through a megaphone, but his voice lacked confidence.
"What are you afraid of!" A student leader wearing glasses shouted loudly, "Do you dare to shoot? I want to see if you dare to kill the young master of the Mitsui family!"
"Yes!" a well-dressed student nearby echoed, "My father is the vice president of the Chamber of Commerce. Just shoot him and see!"
Taro Okada felt a headache when he saw these arrogant students. They might dare to shoot ordinary workers, but if these children of the rich and powerful were killed, the entire Public Security Bureau would be in trouble.
"Sir, what should we do?" the adjutant asked in a low voice.
"First...maintain the status quo first." Okada gritted his teeth and said, "Don't shoot, wait for instructions from above."
The students noticed the security forces' hesitation and became even more aggressive. They continued to advance while shouting slogans, forcing the security forces to retreat.
Nako stood in the crowd, watching this scene, feeling secretly proud. As Mr. Fujita said, these children of the rich and powerful were the best amulets. With them in front, the security forces didn't even dare to shoot.
Kawamura whispered in her ear: "When we get word from the workers, we'll launch a general attack and rush straight over."
Nako nodded.
Inside the Public Security Bureau headquarters, telephones rang one after another.
"What? Another store in the West District was smashed?"
"The East Gate said that thugs robbed the rice shop?"
“The North Street Sheriff’s Division was under siege?”
“The commercial district is also in turmoil?”
The veins on the forehead of the Chief of Public Security, Sato Daisaku, bulged, and he almost crushed the receiver of the phone: "Baga! What the hell is going on! Why are there so many riots breaking out at the same time!?"
"Report!" A subordinate rushed in. "News came from the industrial zone that some security guards were killed! The thugs stole their weapons!"
"Asshole!" Sato Daisaku slammed the table, "Mobilize all the reserve troops immediately!"
On the streets, chaos is spreading.
The rice shop in the west district was emptied by the famished people, and the owner knelt on the ground crying. Several thugs picked up iron bars and began to smash the shop next door.
"Rob them! They are all these unscrupulous merchants' stuff anyway!" someone shouted.
A jewelry store in the East District was looted, with broken glass scattered all over the floor. Several workers with grim faces stuffed valuables into their arms, cursing: "These things were bought with our hard-earned money!"
The door of the North District Security Branch was kicked open, and an angry crowd rushed in, smashed all the documents and furniture inside, threw them into the street and burned them.
"Burn! Burn down these running dogs' dens!" the crowd shouted wildly.
The situation in the commercial district was even more chaotic. Some shop owners tried to organize guards to protect their property, but were overwhelmed by the surging crowd. Some shops simply pulled down their shutters, but they were quickly smashed open by the thugs with iron bars.
“This is not what we want!” an old businessman looked at the smashed store and shouted in despair, “We just want a peaceful petition!”
But no one would listen. Months of hunger and oppression had made these people lose their minds. They smashed, looted, and burned, as if to vent all their dissatisfaction.
Chang Wujiang stood on a high ground, looking at the chaotic scene below, with a sneer on his face. The scale of this riot was far beyond the control of the Public Security Bureau.
In every corner of the city, more people are joining the chaos. The whole of Kyoto is like a powder keg about to explode, waiting for the final fuse.