Chapter 1 Tanks POV

It's been seven days.

The protests have turned deadly, but we expected that. We prepared for it. I feel sorry for the civilians. They never expected this kind of response. You can see it in their faces. The fear, the hatred. As if they've all been betrayed none of them will ever again look at a cop with blind trust. That's good, they shouldn't. The nation mourns , the movement gaining support with every inoccent life lost. When the president authorized live ammunition, the outrage was insane. Overnight, the protests swelled, not just here, but all over the world. It didn't last. It couldn't.Regular people aren't prepared to fight real bullets. They can't watch as their friends and family die. Can't handle the blood. Can't listen to the screams.It took two days for the hard copy video to get out of the hot zone. The cops and military jammers prevented Livestream, but this too was expected. Simmons recorded everything. He's got fifty or so drones operating, I don't know how the fuck he programmed them, but his computer controls it all. He's better suited at coding than me, that's why I'm way out front.

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