The Son of Finance of the Great Age

  Chapter 776 The Greek Riot (6)

  The same situation doesn’t just happen in Athens. Strikes are also in full swing in major cities or regions such as Santorini, Mykonos, Crete, and Meteora.

  On the screen on the wall of the bank, foreign journalists are reporting on the first scene of the strike. Because Greek domestic TV stations have also chosen to go on strike, people in the bank can only watch events happening miles away through foreign channels.

   At the first scene of the confrontation with the police and anti-riot forces, many reporters were busy in the cordon, sometimes aiming long guns and short cannons at the menacing demonstrators, and sometimes at the anti-riot forces waiting in full force, trying to capture every picture.

   "Look, there will be trouble!"

   Staring blankly at the TV for a while, the vendor shook his head helplessly, "According to my experience, no demonstration can end peacefully, especially a demonstration of this scale."

"yes!"

  The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, looked at the crowd outside, and replied with lingering fear, "Fortunately, we avoided the crowd, otherwise we really don't know what will happen to us!"

   During the conversation between the two, the originally peaceful confrontation on TV changed.

  Some demonstrators began to approach the barbed wire fence and the isolation belt, and many people rushed up under their leadership. When the reporters saw that something was wrong, they retreated one after another, and at the same time, the cameras were aimed at the demonstrators who were rushing forward.

   "The lackey of the government!"

   "Do not defend this corrupt government!"

   "You are traitors to Greece!"

  …

  The endless stream of curses began to appear frequently in the mouths of these people, all of them looked angry, with hideous faces, as if they were utterly irreconcilable.

   In this regard, the troops wearing helmets and riot shields just looked at each other blankly. They were ordered not to take any action against the demonstrators if they did not act violently.

   But soon the situation deteriorated again. It is not known who provoked it first. A black object suddenly flew out of the dark crowd and smashed towards the anti-riot troops. Naturally, in front of the anti-riot troops who were armed to the teeth, this unknown object could not cause any harm.

But the serious thing is that this move seems to have inspired the demonstrators, making them realize that it is useless to just talk about it, and the second and third things appeared soon... until the overwhelming sundries moved towards the riot The troops flew over.

  The situation suddenly became tense and intense.

  Seeing that the formation of the anti-riot troops was a little chaotic under the attack of debris, the demonstrators began to yell loudly, as if to boo the other party, and as if to cheer themselves up. Gradually, some people began to try to cross the isolation zone and rushed towards the anti-riot troops.

The isolation zone was built hastily. It was just a temporary wall made of bricks and cement. It was not too high and adults could easily cross it. A circular roadblock is formed, which is difficult to break through.

  After breaking through the separation zone, the demonstrators quickly discovered this problem. But even this couldn't stop their anger, and soon some people began to tear down the isolation belts, bricks and bricks became their weapons, and flew to the opposite side like raindrops.

Compared with other sundries, the power of bricks is so great that it is difficult for the anti-riot shields to fully protect them. Soon the formation of the anti-riot troops became loose, and after a while, they simply chose to retreat directly to avoid Open the range of bricks.

  At this time, the demonstrators won the contest. Although they were still unable to cross the barbed wire, the pleasure of repelling the opponent was still overwhelming, and the crowd shouted even louder than before.

At this moment, there were a few "popping" sounds suddenly from the opposite side, and then several bullet-like things emitting white smoke fell into the crowd. When these things fell to the ground, some exploded There was a blinding flash, and others burst into thick white smoke after a bang.

   "No, it's tear gas!"

  Many of the demonstrators were very experienced, and immediately understood that the anti-riot troops were releasing glare bombs and tear gas bombs. Many of them covered their mouths and noses with their clothes and began to back away.

  For the first time, the demonstrators became confused and shaken, and a large vacuum area appeared where the tear gas bomb landed. In the thick smoke, many people began to withdraw.

   But unfortunately, it is impossible for today's demonstration to end in a peaceful way. Just when the crowd was shaken, a flaming wine bottle flew out from nowhere. It is a very dangerous tool in the parade.

  Ping, ping, ping, pong, every "incendiary bomb" fell on the ground, it would spark a flame that soared into the sky, thick smoke and flames soon appeared at the scene, and the trend of the entire demonstration began to change.

  The emergence of "incendiary bombs" obviously exceeded the bottom line and expectations of the anti-riot forces. Their counterattack to this was that more tear gas bombs were fired. For a while, on the front lines of both sides, there was acrid white smoke on one side, and black smoke on the other side that was so thick that they could not see the opposite side. From time to time there were a few The "incendiary bomb" flew through the air, and when it landed on the ground, bursts of flames soared into the sky.

  Among the thick smoke, a small group of anti-riot groups formed into twos and threes, alternately covering each other, and pulling away the barbed wire on the road.

  After the roadblocks were cleared, the assembled anti-riot troops began to advance. They chanted slogans, beat rhythmically on the anti-riot shields with rubber sticks, and walked shoulder to shoulder in a unified pace, moving towards the opposite side like a torrent.

  If you just hang up banners and shout slogans, there will be no risk in this level of demonstration. But now the situation has gone far beyond this scope and the bottom line of the anti-riot force, so they decided to take the initiative to disperse the demonstrators.

   Immediately behind the anti-riot force is the equally heavily armed police force. These people will be responsible for arresting lawbreakers in the chaotic situation.

Regarding the reaction here, the demonstrators quickly realized that something was wrong. Apart from dozens of radical demonstrators who were still throwing debris and "fire bombs" at the anti-riot troops, the large troops began to move slowly towards the rear. Constantly retreat.

Obviously, the anti-riot troops were not very satisfied with the retreat of the demonstrators. After advancing several hundred meters, after confirming that the opponent's momentum had collapsed, a loud whistle sounded among them. A comprehensive encirclement and suppression of criminals among the demonstrators began.

  More tear gas was fired at the demonstrators, and the riot became more and more serious. People rushed to retreat, and even formed a stampede at one point. Panic began to spread in a large area, and there were people running around everywhere.

   On the side of the anti-riot troops, the soldiers were like tigers descending the mountain, regardless of formation, rushing towards those who were still in the smoke and had not had time to evacuate, or those who were still stubbornly resisting. They formed a small team in twos and threes, and attacked these people mercilessly. Rubber sticks rained down on these people until they were powerless to fight back. The soldiers then rushed to the next wave of targets.

   "It's really bad!"

  Looking at the constantly shaking pictures and the vaguely visible fighting scenes, the hearts of the street vendors and the middle-aged people were all suspended in unison.

At this time, the crowd in front of the bank also had quite a commotion. Some people were walking forward, and they didn't know what was going on; People, formed a stalemate for a period of time.

  But soon, thick and pungent smoke spread, which made the people behind realize that the anti-riot troops had begun to attack. Soon, the crowd changed direction and began to retreat towards the back at an accelerated rate.

  During this process, the scene was extremely chaotic, because the space was limited and they didn't know where to escape, so the crowd all crowded together.

But fortunately, the anti-riot troops moved quickly, which indirectly accelerated the escape here. After a few minutes, more than half of the crowd had run away, leaving only a few hundred people still wandering around, and gradually approaching. The anti-riot troops confronted each other.

"not good!"

  The middle-aged man yelled, grabbed the collar of the vendor suddenly, and pulled forward involuntarily. The two fell forward involuntarily and stumbled at the same time.

"what happened?"

The street vendor fell all over the place, lying on the ground before he could look behind him, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, and when he was about to ask the middle-aged man to blame, he heard a crisp "pop" in his ear, followed by a Flames soaring into the sky rose up behind him.

  After feeling the scorching heat, the vendor's expression suddenly changed. After crawling forward a few steps, he turned his head and looked back.

  A Molotov cocktail fell from the sky, directly hitting the sofa where the two were sitting a few seconds ago, and the bursting flames directly engulfed the entire sofa. If the two of them were still sitting there, they would have been involved in the flames by now.

The faces of the two were as pale as paper, and they both realized that the place they were staying so far was not safe anymore, so they made three simultaneous moves, quickly fled to the back of the counter, crawled down, and only dared to show their heads , look outside to see what is going on.

  The attack of the incendiary bomb also made the whole bank into chaos, and the employees did not expect that they would become the fish in the pond, and they all looked for shelters to hide.

Outside, the Molotov cocktail seemed to arouse the viciousness of the demonstrators, and it also allowed them to find a vent. Suddenly, dozens of Molotov cocktails rushed towards the bank one after another, some burst inside the hall, and some It ignited directly at the gate, blocking the way out.

  In less than a minute, the entire lobby of the bank was billowing with smoke and flames rising, creating a scene of hell.

   "Low your head, cover your mouth, try to slow down your breathing, and wait for someone to rescue us!"

  Seeing this scene, how dare the middle-aged man and the street vendor stand up again, curling up his body tightly on the ground, he did not forget to whisper to the street vendor.

Although the two of them hid in a relatively safe place, other people in the bank were not so lucky. One of the employees was even directly hit by a Molotov cocktail. She frantically tried to put out the flames on her body, but it was of no avail without tools, and soon the staff member was burned to death amidst ear-piercing screams.

There were shrill screams in his ears, and a pungent smell in his nostrils. The vendor only felt his head sinking for a while, and he gradually lost consciousness. At the last moment of his life, a flash of regret flashed in his heart. Thoughts, if I didn't have a momentary curiosity, would I...

  But after all, there is no regret medicine to sell in this world!

  Outside the burning bank, the anti-riot troops attacked quickly. They quickly swept here amidst the sundries and flames flying all over the sky, and found the bank shrouded in flames. The police and fire departments who followed them were quickly dispatched and emergency assistance began.

   Unfortunately, because the rescue was too slow, although more than 20 trapped people were rescued, four people died in the fire, including the elderly vendor.

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