Reborn as a police officer in South Africa

At eight o'clock in the morning, the sky is filled with morning glow.

The sound of gunfire around Victoria suddenly stopped, and the city seemed to have returned to its former peace.

At the highway checkpoint at Kitchina Port, there is a long queue of wounded U.S. soldiers waiting to enter Kitchinna. They can carry personal belongings, but cannot carry weapons. They must be inspected by Umbrella Company mercenaries before entering Kitchinna.

Lieutenant Colonel Carey, who had a bandage on his head, was saying goodbye to the doctor. He was going to return to the United States with the US fleet for training. When he was leaving, Lieutenant Colonel Carey presented the doctor with a Parker pen produced in the United States, and vowed that in the near future, he would return to the United States.

In the future, I will definitely return to Victoria with the US-Pakistan coalition.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I think it's best that we never meet again." The doctor gave Lieutenant Colonel Carey a watch made by Itno in return, which is much more expensive than a Parker pen.

"I will miss you, Doctor." Lieutenant Colonel Carey took the initiative to shake hands with the Doctor, turned around and strode away.

The doctor shook his head, put the pen in his pocket, and turned around to get involved in his busy work.

Nearly two thousand wounded US soldiers need to be treated at Kitchina Port. Many of them are seriously injured. The US Marine Corps does not have enough doctors. It is difficult for ordinary soldiers to receive timely treatment. However, they are lucky. At least they are safe.

Those soldiers of the Brazilian military government were really miserable.

The medical resources of the Americans cannot even satisfy their own people, and they are simply not equipped to provide treatment to soldiers of the military government. Even officers receive far less attention than ordinary soldiers of the U.S. Marine Corps.

The agreement between George Marshall and Umbrella did not include the military government, so when wounded American soldiers lined up to enter Kitchener, many military government soldiers also tried to sneak in, and some of them were not even wounded soldiers at all.

After the 72-hour countdown began, the U.S.-Pakistani coalition forces had begun preparing to evacuate. Smart people knew that the coalition fleet could not take everyone away, and the government forces would definitely be abandoned.

Victoria is now surrounded. After the Americans withdraw, the military government officers and soldiers will have no way to escape except surrendering to the Mizhou Army.

At this time, Kitchener Port became the only option.

Wounded soldiers entering Kitchina will first be examined, and priorities will be determined based on the severity of their injuries. Those with more serious injuries need to be sent to the hospital for treatment immediately. Some Marine Corps doctors are also on site, and they will also stay in Kitchina.

Hong Kong until all these wounded soldiers recover.

"A very serious question, if someone dies in the Port of Kitchener, who will be held responsible?" Black was in a good mood. The U.S. government would bear the cost of treatment for these wounded soldiers, which was obviously a huge amount of income.

"If he dies, then he can only be considered unlucky." Alan Jonson sneered. Medicine can't cure the disease. If there is no cure, then there is nothing anyone can do.

"Do you think Americans will accept this reason?" Black worried that Americans would go back on their word.

"Then why do you think the Marine Corps doctors are kept here?" Zhang Xian had already prepared. The treatment plan for each wounded soldier would be determined after consultation by doctors from both sides, so as not to give the Americans a chance to settle accounts later.

Before Zhang Xian finished speaking, there was a sudden noise at the checkpoint. A group of military government soldiers also tried to enter the Kitchina Port, but were intercepted by U.S. Marines who maintained order.

"We are also injured, why can't we go in?"

"Please, I also want to live -"

"We don't carry any weapons. We can pay and work for you. My children are still waiting for me -" the wounded soldiers begged.

"No, please leave here immediately and don't disturb the order here." The U.S. Marines on duty were ruthless and the interests of the Americans were not protected. The Brazilians still waited.

"Why are you like this? We also fought side by side?"

"We just want to survive-"

"You are simply going too far. Aren't we human beings?"

The soldiers of the military government are very dissatisfied, and their emotions have reached the edge of losing control.

Many soldiers of the military government have long been fed up with the overbearing Americans and dare not speak out in anger.

Now that the Americans are trying to escape, it is clear that they are going to abandon the soldiers of the military government. The resentment that has been suppressed for a long time has exploded, and the situation is in danger of getting out of control.

"Leave here immediately, this is the order from the headquarters!" The Marines were not accommodating. Someone was already loading the ammunition. The fiery morning glow reflected the dazzling blood on the shining bayonets, and they were tense.

The soldiers of the military government were silent. The anger in their eyes was heart-stopping, and a disturbing atmosphere was spreading.

A Brazilian soldier whose body was already shaky could not hold on and suddenly fell to the ground.

"Carlos——"

"Doctor, doctor—"

The scene was in chaos.

The doctor had just finished examining a U.S. Army second lieutenant, and had just asked the nurse to send the U.S. Army second lieutenant into the ward, when he heard the Brazilian soldiers calling for help.

Without hesitation, the doctor stood up and walked towards the fallen Brazilian soldier.

"Sir-" An Umbrella mercenary tried to stop Dr.

"It doesn't matter, they are not enemies now, but patients -" The doctor's love knows no bounds, and it is a doctor's bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded.

The soldier's condition was very bad. His leg was seriously injured, and the treatment was not perfect. Not to mention the stitches were messed up, and the wound also showed symptoms of inflammation.

"Send him to the operating room. He must receive treatment immediately." The doctor shook his head slightly, probably needing to saw it off.

That's not bad. Even if one leg is amputated, you can at least save your life, which is already very lucky.

"Doctor, you should focus more on treating Americans." The Marine Corps captain who led the team said bluntly.

"Believe me, it won't take too long." The doctor raised his hand and called the nurse over.

The captain frowned, but he remained silent and allowed the nurse to carry the wounded soldier away.

If we add fuel to the fire at this time, it might cause the Brazilian soldiers present to mutiny.

"Doctor, help me -" a wounded soldier begged, pulling on the doctor's clothes.

The doctor felt the strength of the wounded soldier pulling at his clothes, and it seemed that there was no big problem.

Then take another look at the wound——

It looks very fresh.

Humanity!

"Your problem is not serious. Stop the bleeding first and then bandage it. It will be fine in a few days." The doctor hated this kind of behavior. He probably injured himself in order to avoid fighting. This kind of thing happened often.

"No, no, no, doctor, I think I am about to die -" the wounded soldier did not let go and continued to plead.

The doctor glanced at the captain.

The captain took long strides and kicked the wounded soldier away.

"what are you doing?"

"You can't hit people——"

"This is too much!" The Brazilian soldiers, who were already emotional, suddenly became excited.

Boom!

The captain fired a warning shot with a cold look.

The wounded soldiers remained silent and their long-standing obedience to the Americans finally took over at this moment.

"Leave here immediately, don't gather people to make trouble——" The captain refused to compromise, and the poor man must be hateful.

When the wounded soldiers were filing into the Port of Kitchener, U.S. Marines were also lining up to board the ship at the dock. They were returning to the United States to rest.

The people responsible for maintaining order on the dock are Brazilian soldiers.

When the Mizhou Army troops approached the city, the US-Pakistan coalition soldiers were panicked. Various versions of rumors were flying in the sky, and the Brazilian soldiers on duty couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"The Americans have withdrawn, what should we do?"

"The commander should have made arrangements. The U.S. Navy will take away the Americans, and we can at least leave on our own ship."

"Oh, you can see for yourself——"

The disillusioned Brazilian soldier looked back and saw U.S. Marines lining up to board a Brazilian warship.

"We've all been abandoned—"

This scene is somewhat heartbreaking. The Americans packed their bags and boarded the ship with their trophies. Even the American military dogs were allowed to board the ship. However, the soldiers of the military government could only watch helplessly, waiting to accept the verdict of their fate.

At this time, a large group of Brazilian soldiers surged over from a distance.

"Stop them, don't let them enter the dock -" the Brazilian officer leading the team ordered.

"Sir, are we abandoned?"

"The Americans have abandoned us, who are we fighting for?"

"We also want to live, at least give us a way out?"

The soldiers surrounded the officer leading the team and talked wildly.

"This is an order, what the hell can I do?" the officer leading the team shouted hoarsely, and he was also abandoned.

"Let's go to the general and ask for an explanation!"

"We also want to live -"

The soldiers carried the officers and rushed towards the dock.

The well-prepared U.S. Marines loaded the ammunition.

"Stop or we'll shoot—"

The Brazilian soldiers ignored the warning and continued to advance towards the dock.

Boom!

I don't know who suddenly opened fire, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Boom!

A U.S. Marine opened fire and a Brazilian soldier fell down.

"Fight with the Americans!" Finally, the unbearable Brazilian soldiers raised their guns at the US Marines. More Brazilian soldiers ran around like headless chickens, hoping to escape from the dock as soon as possible. They were not ready yet.

Preparation to resist the Americans.

Ta-ta-ta-ta--

Marines fire machine guns at Brazilian soldiers.

More Brazilian soldiers fell, and countless people fell in a pool of blood crying for help, but the American soldiers not far away were indifferent.

Crazy machine guns firing, ruthless shooting, chaotic crowds, dazzling blood——

All this was faithfully recorded by a camera not far away.

"General, you must stop doing this immediately, otherwise our defense line will completely collapse without waiting for 72 hours!" After the gunfire, Barreto finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Calm down Mena—" George Marshall deadpanned.

"I can't calm down. My people are being massacred. They didn't fall on the battlefield, but fell under the gunfire of friendly forces -" Barreto really didn't expect that the Americans could actually do it.

George Marshall said nothing and glanced at the guard next to him. The guard immediately controlled Barreto and fired Barreto's gun.