In 1995, a U.S. Army veteran stole an M60A3 Patton tank from the barracks and drove it on San Diego Avenue, and finally the tank got stuck on the concrete barrier in the middle of the road and could not move, several police officers boarded the tank and opened the hatch, killing the driver, Sean Nelson.
This dog is to make up the ins and outs of the whole story with everyone, and talk about the perpetrators first.
Sean Timothy Nelson, born in 1959, grew up in San Diego, California. After graduating from the local Madison high school at the age of 18, he joined the U.S. Army, and after training at Fort Knox, Kentucky, he was sent to serve in the tank battalion of the U.S. base in West Germany, And sean's main job was mechanic, so he was very familiar with the M60A3 Patton tank, which was the main equipment of the U.S. army at that time.
In 1980, Sean retired from the army and returned to San Diego as a plumber...
Sean may be particularly suitable for dry pipes, although not very rich, but also in 1985 married a secretary sister as a wife, the house was also bought, things seem to be moving in a good direction.
But in 1990, Sean had a motorcycle accident with neck and back injuries. Originally, in a car accident, you would have obediently paid for the doctor, but after Shaun's treatment was completed, he took the hospital directly to court, accusing the hospital of offending, beating, illegally imprisoning him, and filing a $1.6 million compensation claim.
The judge and the jury looked at Sean, then at the dean, wondering if the child had broken his brain, and in the end Sean lost the case, in addition to paying medical expenses, he also took the legal expenses...
After being discharged from the hospital, Sean struggled to work in high-intensity plumbing because of a neck and back injury, and in 1991, his wife divorced him, and Sean had to mortgage his house loan to make ends meet. According to his brother, Sean contracted a drug addiction during this lost time, smoked methamphetamine, and began uncontrolled alcoholism.
In 1994, the plumbing repair tools on Sean's truck were stolen, causing him to lose his job completely. The bank also decided that he did not have the ability to repay the loan because he did not have a serious job, and directly auctioned his house. Sean and his new girlfriend at the time were kicked out of the house.
In 1995, Sean estimated that he had smoked too much poison, drunk too much alcohol, and his brain began to be abnormal, and his girlfriend burped due to excessive drug use, and since then, Sean's spirit has become very abnormal. Shouting all day, violent tendencies, fantasizing about gold mines in the backyard of the house. Even more outrageous is that he tried to sue the police department after being caught in a note for abnormal behavior, demanding a claim of $2 million...
I want to say: Sean, you're white, not Freud ~ not that you're not dead
In April 1995, a horrific bombing occurred in Oklahoma City, USA.
The explosion killed 168 people, injured more than 680 people, damaged 324 homes, and 86 vehicles, and the perpetrators were supporters of the Davidians during the Siege of Waco, white supremacists, and supporters of American militia groups. Sean told his friends directly after the explosion that Oklahoma City had blown up well, and it was this case that made Sean feel that he had to do a big event in his life.
At 6:30 p.m. on May 17, Sean ran to the National Guard Armory in San Diego, where the garrison was just like play, and Sean slipped straight in.
There were a lot of M60A3s on the head, and Sean had worked as a mechanic in the tank battalion before, and knew that the tanks could be started by pressing the ignition switch directly without a key. He first laid down two cars, but he did not know whether it was a loss of electricity or no oil, and the third tank was finally hit, and the soldiers guarding it finally reacted, but it was too late. Shaun kicked the tank straight out of the throttle...
Everyone has played GTA, called up a tank, and then raced on the road, this is the taste.
Telephone poles, fire hydrants, street lights, cars, anyway, he can hit what he hits, the 57-ton car is not fast, 48 kilometers per hour, but the group of police cars also take this thing no rut, can only honestly follow around the tank. I don't know what the police were thinking at the time, but Sean must have been upset.
But Sean also began to drift, thinking that this track thing was more fragrant than the wheels, so he wanted to turn around across the concrete guardrail on the high speed, but he got stuck on the guardrail, and the tracks on one side fell off...
Fortunately, the tank and ammunition were placed separately, so the tank that Sean stole was not loaded.
At this moment, the stripes were relieved, because they were struggling with whether to call the AH1 helicopter gunship from the Marun base next door to come and solve the Iron King VIII.
After the tank stopped, four brave strips tried to open the lid, but were locked from the inside. The strip then brought some tools to pry open the hatch (I don't know how to open it), and then the strip named Richard Piller drew his pistol and hit Shawn in the neck while warning Sean that it was ineffective.
Sean was still out of breath, he was taken to the hospital where he tried to extort $1.6 million, and then he died