America 1982

(I won’t write about the details of the riot in detail. In fact, I wrote a lot of plots where the protagonists and a group of people wear white robes to hunt. After thinking about it for a long time, I omitted it because it was too dangerous.)

The five-city black riots in the United States have many nicknames in the records. Many low-class blacks and Latin mixed-race blacks called the violent activities of the black devils the Five-City Uprising.

Koreans call it the Five-State Battle of Korean Americans.

It is said to be the Five Cities Rebellion. In fact, the most serious battlefields of the riots have been in the four cities of Los Angeles, Baltimore, Miami, New York, and Boston. The number of dead people, destroyed buildings, and looted goods combined was not Los Angeles is a serious city.

At least according to the news, those four cities barely controlled the situation with the help of the local National Guard. However, Los Angeles asked the governor of California to take the initiative to ask for help from the federal government. The president solemnly announced that in his dual capacity as President of the United States of America and Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces of the United States, An executive order was issued, allowing the Northern Command under the U.S. Department of Defense to come up with a counterinsurgency plan that had been formulated as early as the 1960s to specifically respond to black racial riots in the United States, and to take back the power of the California Governor to command the California Army National Guard. It is owned by the federal government, and the Los Angeles Joint Task Force is formed from nearby California garrison troops and the California National Guard, and is stationed in Los Angeles to control the situation.

The total strength includes 10,000 soldiers of the National Guard, 2,000 soldiers of the US Army's 7th Infantry Division, and 1,500 soldiers of the Marine Corps Armored Reconnaissance Battalion. The troops entered the city in a mighty manner and took over important buildings. Soon, Los Angeles The curfew was lifted and banks, schools, etc. were opened again.

Moreover, on the emerging Internet, newspapers, and TV news, there are news everywhere about American soldiers maintaining order and commending joint forces for their significant contribution to controlling riots and restoring order.

People are full of praise for Mr. President’s decisive order, admiration for Mr. Governor’s initiative to call for help as soon as he realized that he was out of control, and peace of mind for the mayor’s quick announcement of curfew and mobilizing the National Guard to replace the police to maintain order. People are relieved that local white residents spontaneously Proud to help Koreans resist the riots.

In the whole incident, only the stupid and cowardly Los Angeles Police Chief finally resigned, and the president of the BT TV Network, who was suspected of using the TV station to incite black emotions and promote racial riots, and the black California politician Earl Rush, committed suicide by jumping off a building before learning that he would be investigated.

Beverly Hills, Eagle's Nest.

"According to police statistics, the week-long riots in Los Angeles resulted in a total of 82 deaths, including 5 Korean residents, 42 African-American residents, and 35 Hispanic residents." Dennis read from the newspaper After giving statistics on the number of casualties in the riot, he looked at the people present with an incredulous expression:

"What The Hell! We just helped Koreans kill hundreds of niggas or Latin American niggas, and there are so many niggas with legal status among them? This ratio is a bit high. Mr. Gore, you should be in Congress Pay attention to this issue, if this continues, sooner or later America will be occupied by niggas! I'm not kidding, I have fucked Latin American women, and my men have also fucked Latin American women. I agree with him, that is, sleeping with Latin American women is like using a ball. The pole pokes a hole in the bottom of the garbage bag, and the garbage will fall out of that hole in an endless stream. Imagine how terrible it is to see garbage everywhere in the United States. What is even more terrifying is that even then, the government will not Forgot to charge a sanitation tax to a good citizen like me..."

"Mr. Herbert, uh... I mean we can talk..." Gore was not used to Dennis' way of speaking. This guy always had a sense of excitement as if he had just finished high on hemp, just like now, from riot chat to sleeping with Latina women, jumping to talking trash and paying taxes.

Dennis ignored Gore's discomfort, interrupted him and continued: "Listen to me, in order to make yourself feel less at a loss when paying taxes, do you know what poor white people like us should do? Make our own garbage, no Wrong, just take the initiative to hang out with more Latin American women and then disappear after having sex, so that you can hypnotize yourself when paying taxes and treat taxes as prostitution."

"Congress has heard your understanding of citizen taxation and must feel that this sentence is suitable to popularize tax obligations to American male citizens." Gore could only shrug and tell a not-so-funny joke.

Ted took out a videotape and put it into the VCR, then turned on the TV: "Welcome to the reality show starring Tommy Hawke. I have to admit, this bastard has always been the best party person in SSD."

The camera lens in the picture appears to have swept across the streets near Koreatown in South Los Angeles, and then pulled down the roof of Koreatown. On the roof, dozens of white people carrying weapons stood side by side with Koreans, observing the movements of the surrounding streets. It can be felt that whether they are white or Korean, they always subconsciously set their sights downstairs.

The camera followed their peeking gazes downwards from time to time, and finally captured a figure wearing a white robe with a hood covering his face at the main entrance of Koreatown. He stood in front of the gate of Koreatown and was instructing two people who were also hiding. Face's companions hung the corpses of black men from the street lights outside the main entrance of Koreatown.

Just when everyone thought the man in white robe would keep hiding his face, he actually put down his hood, turned around and revealed himself to the camera, Tommy Hawke.

Behind him were the corpses of several black men who had been hung high. It was a messy building riddled with bullet holes. He opened his arms under his broad white robe and said:

"I said you couldn't hang them, but I can. I will keep my word, God is my witness."

"Stop!" Tommy suddenly shouted at the camera, then took a deep breath and turned twice, and said unconfidently to the photographer: "Did the line I just said sound a little too strong? It doesn't sound like it. It's to show the old guys that they have done it. It's more like asking the believers to kneel down and raise their butts. If you change it, it would be disrespectful to everyone watching this video. Let me think about it... OK, come on, you two, put it Untie that unfortunate nigger and hang him up again, and we'll do it again! One last time! I promise!"

The unlucky nigger was slowly hung up again. Tommy turned to look at the camera, his face full of holiness and peace, and he softly recited the Bible:

"The emperor said to Noah, "The time of all flesh has expired. Since the earth has been filled with violence, I will merge with the earth and destroy them..."

"That divine expression is a bit too exaggerated, Tommy, you..." The photographer interrupted Tommy's performance from behind the camera. Hearing the voice, the photographer was Ted himself.

Tommy, who was interrupted, angrily cursed at the camera: "Just shoot it like this! Ted! I couldn't hold back my laughter! I also tried my best to put on a pose that looked as compassionate and holy as possible! F*ck! Everything!" Destroyed by you! This is the first time I know how hard it is for actors to film! I have endured the smell of nigger blood and the smell of Korean kimchi for five times! Rhinitis is about to break out! Even the dead niggas I'm not tired, I'm going to vomit! Being an actor is not an easy job, I can't believe it, before I ignorantly complained that their income was too high!"

"Honestly, actors won't use those niggas behind you as props. You deserve a higher salary." Ted laughed.

"Yes, so my salary is higher than that of ordinary actors. It is very reasonable, right?" Tommy, who was wearing a white robe, looked directly at the camera and asked with a smile:

"Last question, how much should I get paid for this show?"

When the video ended, the TV screen was filled with noise again. Ted looked at everyone present: "How is my shooting quality?"

"If I were you, I should find a white female star to do what Tommy just did again in a white robe. The white robe should be more revealing, low-cut, showing thighs, you know what I mean, soprano, singing Saint Song, as soon as that guy Tommy appeared in the camera, I knew he was trying hard to suppress his laughter. In fact, he wanted to dance disco to the niggas..." Dennis frowned and thought for a while, and then said it seriously. the opinion of.

Gore looked at Ted: "I can't say much, but my father liked watching it very much. He chased me and asked me several times whether the niggas behind Tommy were fake people who made him happy. After learning that they were not, Gore looked at Ted. , calling Tommy a cruel bastard."

"Any more?" Ted continued to ask.

Gore hesitated: "He also told me to learn from him. My father was very angry when he learned that I didn't secretly wear a white robe to cover my face and come to Los Angeles to watch the Koreans killing niggas. He called me a weakling. I should have let Tommy teach me what cruelty is."

"It sounds like your father will express his support, right?" Ted smiled happily.

"Of course, he is over ninety years old, so he is ready to give up his seat." Gore said with some regret.

"Excuse me, Mr. Gore, is your father...is your father a member of the fucking SSD Brotherhood Gray Bishops? Is this hereditary?" Dennis heard the conversation between the two and stared: " If I were an ordinary white person, how could I be a member of that bishopric, that small group that could control the resources within the church from a higher perspective?”

"If you were an ordinary white man, you wouldn't be able to show up in this room at Tommy's house." Ted said frankly to Dennis: "After Tommy's matter is settled, I want to talk to you about your plans."

Dennis said doubtfully: "You talk to me? This is Tommy's job."

"After that, I will replace Tommy and become your friend. In addition to you, Mr. Gore may also be included. Next, I will become his friend. Tommy no longer needs to be exposed in the meeting, but if I still want to enter When the bishops accompany him, they need to work hard to build a good relationship with the brothers in the church by relying on the resources such as media and newspapers. Tommy is the first, Charles is the second, and I am the third. The order is like this. I don’t want to fall behind. There are two of them too many, and if the three of us can be promoted one after another, we can tie the extremely difficult record held by the West Point Military Academy branch of three brothers from the same school being promoted to members of the bishopric,” Ted said.

"Why is Charles ranked second? I mean, even if Tommy hands you a lot of things, he can still be faster than you."

"His father-in-law is the Secretary of Defense who rules the Pentagon, and his wife controls the most abundant foreign aid fund in the United States at the US Agency for International Development. He himself is responsible for helping the president with various ideas in the Office of the President, so he will definitely join before me. Is this a good reason?"

"When you just said the first sentence, I started nodding in agreement." Dennis said seriously to Ted: "It couldn't be fairer. Before, I even promoted myself the fastest among the alumni who graduated from West Point at the same time. I'm proud of the lieutenant. I feel relieved after hearing what you said. Does the deputy minister of defense have a daughter? Or I can accept the deputy minister being a woman. Even if the deputy minister's mother is still alive, she can tell me that I have a daughter. The subordinate named Glenn, he likes mature women, and he is 22cm tall, and he has never failed with mature women. I was in trouble for one year and was not expelled, thanks to a 57-year-old widowed American from the New York State University System Student Ethics Evaluation Committee Beauty, Glenn used 22 to complete the ideological work."

After Ted heard this, he looked at Gore. Gore turned his face away, while Ted rubbed his face vigorously with both hands: "I think I just said that I would become friends with you. Now that I think about it, that sentence may be a bit hasty. "

…

Livingston, SSD General Assembly.

The surroundings were still dark, with only the faint light from candlelight. Tommy Hawke was wearing a white robe and stood at the beginning of the entrance passage of the ceremony hall. At his feet was the red carpet extending forward, on both sides. Sitting there were the living brothers of SSD who had received the invitation and came specially to watch the ceremony. At the front of the hall at the end of the red carpet, under the candlelight, a figure in gray robes was supported and guarded by two men in white robes, standing at the front. , the white-robed waiter on his right is holding a golden incense burner, smoke is rising from the gilded hollow furnace body, and the white-robed waiter on his left is holding a slender scepter.

The man in gray robe took the scepter from the waiter, held it in his hand, and tapped the floor twice with the tail of the stick, making a "dong-dong" sound.

Hearing the sound of the scepter, Tommy walked along the red carpet towards the man in gray robe wearing a white robe, humming softly:

"Amazing grace, how sweet it is. Poor people like me, but also forgiven. I was lost in the past, but now I'm on the right path. I lost my sight, but now I can see again. I broke through the snare. I've been through hardships. In the dust, I'm coming back. Grace cares about me. , with the support of my brothers and the guidance of the Holy Light, I finally return home..."

Looking at Tommy Hawke who was slowly walking towards him, the man in gray robe on the stage tried his best to speak loudly in an old and vague voice:

“I saw the Lamb opening the first of the seven seals, and I heard one of the four living creatures with a voice like thunder saying: Come!”

"I saw a white horse in front of me. Give it a crown and be invincible!"

Tommy walked up to the other party, his shoulders shaking and his arms wide open. The white robe he wore fell to the ground, revealing his naked and strong body. The man in gray took it on his own and took off the gray robe he was wearing, revealing the With an old face, he personally helped Tommy put on the gray robe he took off, then trudged down the high platform, stood under the steps, raised his head slightly to look at the man who had already put on the gray robe, and took it from the two white-robed waiters. Tommy stood calmly on the high platform with the golden incense burner and scepter and said:

“When the Lamb opened the fourth of the seven seals, I heard the fourth living creature shout, Come!”

"I saw a gray horse coming out of the high place! His name was Righteous, also known as the White Devil, and hell followed him!"

Tommy stared straight ahead, neither happy nor sad, humming an unfinished hymn softly:

“The body and mind are mortal, and life can be extinguished. There is only grace, which is like an inexhaustible spring. The earth will eventually melt like snow, and the sun will fade and die. Only God will be with you forever, continuing to change until eternal life... "

The old man turned around, faced the people watching the ceremony, and said loudly: "Let us witness the birth of another member of the Gray Bishops of the SSD Brotherhood, the white devil, Tommy Hawke!"