After a day of rumbling guns, citizens of San Antonio felt how terrible the war was. The shock of the bomb landing could make people misalign their internal organs. The rioters who were originally causing trouble either were in panic all day long, or were looking for transportation to escape from the city like crazy.

Chandra was also trapped in the city as a representative of the New York Brotherhood. Zhou Qingfeng's methods were linked one by one, which made him never expect the Aurora Legion to take action so quickly and so simply, and even more so that the American Baath Party was defeated so quickly.

A large amount of negative propaganda made the morale of the army within the Baxing Party extremely low, and a large number of turnover incidents made the Baxing Party even more suspicious. Many people who had never thought of surrendering had put down their weapons in a daze and followed the crowds of people.

When smoke of gunpowder continued to rise in the city, Chandra could only stay in the residence provided by the Baath Party. He did not dare to run out, but could only contact New York for help, while paying attention to the satellite TV of the Aurora Legion to obtain the latest battlefield information.

The propaganda department of the Aurora Legion did a beautiful job in this conflict. It was the overwhelming TV report that caused the originally stable Baath Party to collapse in just one month.

You should know that when Victor Hugo announced that he would dominate the United States, most of them were shocked, and not many people really took it seriously. But now he has to occupy several states in the southwest of the United States, among which Texas and California are the key points.

When any conjecture and prediction become a foregone conclusion, the entire North America can only recognize it - you should know that it took half a year for the Aurora Legion to overturn the "Mo Tongcheng" before, and this time it took only one month to overturn the stronger Baak Party and only one day to fight.

This is so terrible. Many people need time to digest the impact of this reality. Before the Aurora Legion took action, everyone felt that my great America was vast and had a large population and a strong military force. Who dared to mess with it?

When the Aurora Legion destroyed the American Baath Party, everyone felt in horror that the Great America really had many internal problems and many disadvantages. Whether it was political, economic, military, or even culture, it seemed that there were major problems.

The battle in the city lasted for a day and a night, and Chandra also stayed in her residence for a day and a night. Compared to the anxious and uneasy struggle of her subordinates, Chandra himself was calm. He first stayed on the TV to watch real-time news, and after the water and power outage, he went to sleep peacefully according to the host's advice.

By the next morning, Chandra walked onto the streets of San Antonio alone, intending to see the actual situation.

The fierce war has stopped at this moment, but the small group failed to escape. The SS was still rushing to resist. From time to time, you can still hear gunshots in the city. As soon as Chandra walked out of the residence, he saw the streets full of guard posts. The Aurora Legion had indeed controlled the entire city.

"Old man, go back immediately and don't stay on the street. We are cleaning the city, and it's still very dangerous outside." The soldier in charge of the city martial law held up his gun and aimed at Chandra, but seeing that he was an old man, he kindly advised him not to come out.

There are a lot of broken debris on the street, either bricks or glass, and all kinds of abandoned items in panic, all of which were left by citizens during the chaos yesterday.

Chandra stood among the miscellaneous things and raised her hands and shouted loudly: "I am a diplomat, I am from the New York Brotherhood, I want to see your sir."

As a senior government adviser to the New York Brotherhood, evaluating the soon-to-be-reign of the Aurora Legion on the Baath Party territory is a very important and urgent task. Chandra will not miss the opportunity to visit the front line in person. Soldiers, residents, and prisoners of war are all the objects of his research.

Hearing that it was a diplomat from the New York Brotherhood, the Legionnaires stationed on the streets allowed Chandra to approach slowly. After confirming that he was not carrying a weapon, he was sent to the battalion of a middle school stationed in the neighborhood.

"Which unit are you from?" Chanrad asked the low-level army officer who sent him. He saw that the other party was a Mexican and was very curious about his current mental state. "What do you think of this war? Why did you join the army of the Aurora Legion? Are you really loyal to Victor Hugo?"

"We are the 7th Division of the Mexican Welfare Forces, and I don't have much opinion on war. As for why I join the army of the Aurora Legion, it's natural. I am already a member of the army and I can't live without it." The low-level officer didn't say much, and threw Chandra towards the battalion and left.

The camp department in the school was coming and going, and jeep or pickup trucks were transporting people in and out from time to time. The camp department was a bit dirty and messy. Qianlad once again revealed his identity, but was asked to stay with the fugitive citizens who were temporarily gathered by the camp department.

The school classroom was full of panic citizens, many of whom were a little injured, and a military doctor was performing simple treatment. Seeing their numb and frightened faces, Chandra sighed. He squatted towards the corner of the classroom and asked the people around him: "Do you regret it?"

"What?" A middle-aged man was slightly stunned at Chandra's question.

"The propaganda of the Aurora Legion is obviously induced, and the truth of the incident may not be what we see. We should have other choices," Chanlad said, "but everyone has lost the dominance of fate at the moment."

The fleeing citizens around seemed to have wanted to say something long ago. After they stayed for a while, someone shook his head and said, "Are you talking about this conflict? Maybe you regret it, but we don't care anymore."

"What do you think of the Aurora Legion?"

"I don't know, I just know that they should be very rich."

"You really want to accept a ruler of an alien race?"

"It doesn't matter, I really don't care now. Just stop fighting, let the damn war stop."

"At least this alien can provide a stable life."

"The commander of the alien race has ruled millions of Americans, so what if he ruled millions more?"

"Aren't you worried that you will no longer be American in the future?"

“There are four races in my blood.”

"I am Irish."

"I'm German."

"I'm Italian."

"The real Americans are the extinct Indians."

Pessimism, negativeness, self-mockery, and resignation to fate, and no longer praying. This is what Chandra feels among the citizens who flee. It feels like these people are mentally exhausted after experiencing repeated tossing and no intention to cause trouble.

Chandra asked many people, most of them had no idea of ​​fighting. He asked a guy who looked pretty stout, “When did you Texas surrender so easily?”

As a result, the other party immediately said unhappily, "We are not born fools. Do the Texas deserve to die one by one?"

Alas..., when Chandra heard this, he was confused. If the most tough Texas cowboys in America were tamed, who could stand up to stop the expansion of the Aurora Legion in the future, and who could stop Victor Hugo from claiming to be the emperor of America?

"Maybe I should wait a little longer, a little patient."

"The Aurora Legion is currently only a military occupation. How to eliminate all kinds of contradictions during its rule in the future is unknown?"

"Even the Baath Party can't control Texas, the Aurora Legion will also be in trouble."

Chandra thought about it until a soldier ran over and over and called him, saying that he wanted to send him to the division headquarters.

Walking out of the classroom where the fleeing citizens were placed, Chandra felt that the future of Texas was no longer with these confused Texas men. But as he walked, he suddenly saw a happy person running towards him and rushed into the classroom.

"Who is this person?" Chandra asked the soldiers leading the way in confusion. It was rare for people with joy on their faces at this time.

Before the soldier could speak, the laughing guy shouted at the door of the classroom at the hundreds of numb fleeing citizens: "Everyone, my name is Sherlock.

I am the new Mayor of San Antonio. I am so happy today because I am finally qualified to serve all the voters!”
Chapter completed!