I was acting crazy in North America, and all the crazy people there took it seriously.

Chapter 43 Going against the grain
"Get moving! Get moving! Everyone get moving!"

"Quickly go and photograph the street wreckage, find someone knowledgeable in military affairs to review the war and analyze the firepower, and track down the losses of the Prohibition agents..."

"What? That pervert Edward still needs to be followed and reported on? Believe me, that pervert is nothing new. News reporting always involves chasing hot topics, chasing the latest hot topics!"

“Go Go Go…”

Chaos erupted at The Sun newspaper office. Richard, having ordered everyone around, burst into Logan's office like a whirlwind.

Logan was writing furiously.

[Unidentified forces have invaded Chicago, please help us!]

You can't only criticize someone for being too violent when you yourself can't defeat them with force!

Look at the kind of useless people taxpayers' money is supporting! They can't even beat a bunch of gangsters!

Richard: ...

"What is all this nonsense?"

Logan put down his pen, his eyebrows dancing with excitement, and said, "This is the editorial I prepared!"

"If the Prohibition Board acts like nothing happened, we'll publish the first one."

"If the Prohibition Bureau explodes and publicly denounces the Chicago gangs, we'll publish a second article."

"And if the Prohibition Committee decides to quit and wants to make peace, we'll release a third article."

Richard: "..."

He looked at Logan deeply, and for what seemed like the umpteenth time, he uttered a similar sigh: "If our Sun gets shut down, it will be because you're too inhuman."

Logan raised an eyebrow, as if reminded, "You reminded me, we need to add another one—Let people speak, the sky won't fall down..."

Richard was completely speechless. He glanced at the closed office door and subconsciously lowered his voice: "Aren't you worried at all? Where did those Italians get such firepower?"

Logan looked completely innocent: "How would I know? But as long as Old Tang has comparable firepower, what are we afraid of!"

Richard slapped his thigh: "That's the problem. Where does Donald get the same firepower?"

“I asked him secretly, and he said it was God’s will and a guarantee to strike down heresy.”

"Shit! Fighting heretics? Do you think Donald is a bit mentally unstable?"

Right, you also think that Donald isn't quite mentally stable, right?
Seeing Logan's distressed expression, old Comrade Richard was quite worried.

……

worry?

John Cramer has gone almost insane!

It should be said that Colonel William was quite lucky; at least his entire army wasn't wiped out.

—As if hearing his inner call, the Chicago police, after receiving a barrage of calls, showed remarkable courage and actually responded to the call.

Whether they were satisfied with the results or wanted to give the local police some face, the militants who had beaten Colonel William with sirens withdrew after the sirens blared.

The Chicago police were courageous but not many; they dared not pursue the armed men at all, and only dared to help hold off the swarming reporters and clean up the horrific battlefield.

Colonel William's team suffered a third of its losses, and the rest were almost all wounded, unable to even cry!

John Cramer, who was stationed at the Prohibition Bureau headquarters, received the news immediately.

At that moment, all he could think about was—this is outrageous!
How dare you!? How could you!? What should we do!?

John Cramer's rage nearly burned Washington to the ground, and this rage wasn't even directed at the Chicago mob.

Where did they get their weapons? Why did they have such a large supply of ammunition? This is something no ordinary criminal group could achieve!

Local law enforcement agencies in Chicago, the FBI, and even the military have all failed in their duties!
Even the gentlemen in Washington who voted in favor of Prohibition—don't they bear any responsibility? No wonder John Cramer is frantically trying to shift the blame; it's truly appalling!
It was so terrifying that it triggered a nationwide out-of-body experience!

The next day, almost every newspaper in the United States, big or small, carried the headline "War Descends on Chicago," accompanied by pictures of streets filled with thick smoke and wrecked truck skeletons, creating a visual effect comparable to telegrams from the front lines of the European War.

The American people who woke up to the newspaper in the morning had a vague feeling that World War I was not over yet.

war?

Is this an adjective that should appear in America?
However, Chicagoans have shown the rest of America through their own experience: Yes, bro, yes!
Moreover, that's not an adjective; it's a real war!
It's no exaggeration to say that half of Chicago was terrified yesterday by the continuous gunfire and explosions!
As Richard said, all that talk about Edward being a psychopath is outdated; now all of Chicago is only concerned with the war happening right next door!
Who are the two sides in the conflict?
What? A gang war against the Prohibition Bureau?

Are you kidding me? When did gangs become comparable to the military? Is America doomed?

This is a question that even the members of Congress, let alone the newspapers, don't know who to ask.

It's okay if you don't know; just shift the blame first.

On Capitol Hill, senators from other states practically poked Illinois's senator in the nose: "Indulgence! Utter indulgence!"

"What are your state government and Chicago City Hall doing?! Haven't your pockets been stuffed full of gold bars from the mob already?!"

"Right under your noses, a criminal organization has managed to build a heavily armed army. This is a betrayal of the United States!"

Illinois lawmakers immediately jumped up like cats whose tails had been stepped on: "Ridiculous! This is a failure of federal law! It's the damn Prohibition law you passed! It's the Prohibition Bureau you set up!"

"You've created the most lucrative illegal market in history for criminal organizations, and we haven't even blamed you for fattening up the gangs and causing havoc in Chicago!"

"You're advocating for crime!"

"You are ignoring the blood of federal employees!"

"Your policies are the root cause of the bloodshed!"

"Ultimately, it's all due to the incompetence of the Prohibition Board!"

John Kramer, his eyes bloodshot, roared from the interrogation table, "Our kids went out to enforce the law with rifles, only to be met with wartime-level heavy firepower! Incompetence? Are we incompetent, or is the Bureau of Investigation incompetent?"

The representative from the Bureau of Investigation (the predecessor of the FBI) ​​retorted coldly, "Our job is to assess national security threats, not to monitor street thugs. The main reason is the lapse in the Prohibition Bureau's own intelligence network."

"Furthermore, we must question the military! Where did all that standard equipment come from? Were some active or retired personnel involved in this horrific weapons proliferation?!"

The army representative immediately stated that this was pure speculation and implied that it might have been obtained by gangsters through international channels (such as surplus European supplies after World War I)...

The shouting, accusations, and pointless yelling nearly shook Capitol Hill.

Nobody wanted to take the main responsibility.

However, one thing was agreed upon: Chicago's criminal gangs were too lawless!
In order to save face for the federal government, it is necessary to carry out a "devastating blow" against it at any cost.

However, a new round of buck-passing has begun regarding who should carry out the crackdown.

Ultimately, the responsibility fell on the Prohibition Bureau.

The bombs you detonated are naturally your responsibility to defuse.

John Cramer was filled with grief and indignation. "Fine, let's go!"
But our Prohibition Bureau needs heavy firepower, National Guard support, and more funding...

The congressmen, amidst their grumbling, approved John Cramer's request.

Before John Cramer could even catch his breath, he turned around and found that the Washington newspapers had already published the resolution from Capitol Hill!
Crack down, crack down on Chicago crime syndicates without mercy!
Not only that, the newspapers even listed which troops and heavy weapons John Cramer was going to deploy!

John Cramer was so angry he almost had a brain hemorrhage!

Is Capitol Hill a sieve? Don't they have any sense of secrecy at all?

They've gone completely mad!
Why hasn't Congress passed a law to ban these damned newspapers too?!
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(End of this chapter)