"Poof! Burst! ”

With a few soft sounds, the lead prisoner and the little brother who had taken the lighter fell to the ground, and before the others could react to what was going on, the SWAT team members rushed in and put their guns on their heads.

It was Hondo and Lukka who fired the shots, aiming at the lethal part of the torso, and the two men who were shot through the lungs and hearts did not even let out a scream.

"Don't move! Don't move! ”

"Hands up! Don't move! ”

"Face down! Get down! ”

Amid the low roars of the team members, the remaining prisoners obediently crouched down with their heads in their hands.

"Thank goodness you're finally here." The prison guards, who were almost taken as the target of venting, saw a group of SWATs and were so excited that they almost broke their voices.

"Shut up! Your name? Chriss, the only female member of the SWAT, controlled him, but instead of helping him untie the ropes that bound his hands and feet, she looked at the vice-captain Deacon.

"Tari Abbotton, thank you, thank you for saving me."

Vice Captain Deacon had a tactical PAD strapped to his wrist, which could be directly connected to the database in the command vehicle outside, and he typed in the name, and the relevant information popped up on the screen.

"No problem, the photo matches, it's one of the prison guards."

Chrissy pulled out the dagger from her boot and cut the ropes on her hands and feet.

"Thank you so much, I thought I was really going to die this time."

Tari Abbotton wiped the snot and tears from his face with the only close-fitting T-shirt he had left, and hurriedly picked up his prison guard uniform from the ground next to him and put it on.

"You still have the key?" Hongdo asked strangely when he saw him hanging a large bunch of keys back to his waist.

"Yes, I have most of the keys to Area A, and they took the spare keys inside after they occupied the control room, so they didn't take them from me." Tari Abbotton nodded hurriedly.

"We're going to find your other colleagues, do you know something?" Jack asked.

"Yes, I can find them, I see them in their cells, but the Gang of Nineteen is very difficult to deal with, especially that Kettle Potter."

Tari Abbotton looked like he was in a state of reluctance.

"Are we too difficult to deal with?" Hondo grinned, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth.

"You have two options, we're going to lock these guys up, you can stay with them, and when we clear Area A, the LAPD guys will open the iron door here and come up from the third floor."

"Or join us and show us the way and rescue those of your colleagues."

Tari Alberton glanced at the bound prisoners and subconsciously swallowed, "Why don't you open the iron door now?" ”

"The LAPD officers are not trained in this area, and we must at least clear Area A before we can let them in, otherwise it will only increase casualties."

As they spoke, the SWATs had herded several prisoners into a storage room, tied them hand and foot, and dragged two corpses inside.

"Now, tell me what you decide." Hondo leaned against the door and looked at the young prison guard.

"I follow you, and I feel safer with you." Tari Alberton replied decisively.

Hearing this answer, Hongdo closed the door of the storage room directly and motioned for him to take out the key and lock it.

"Follow me and don't be left behind." Jack looked sideways and vertically and felt that this guy didn't look like a prison guard, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of training all over his body, so he asked casually.

"How long have you been working here, and what did you do before?"

"Six months, I used to be a packer." The guy named Tower cowered and followed Jack, looking like a normal person.

"Didn't you have any training before doing this job?" Deacon, who was at the end, was surprised.

"Other prisons may do, but not here, I saw that they were recruiting, so I came, and now I feel that the hourly wage of 11 dollars may not be so worthwhile."

"Oh, private prison." Tan, who had never spoken, snorted coldly with an Asian face.

"Okay, these things have nothing to do with us for the time being, focus on the task at hand, and go out and talk about it."

Hondo interrupted the conversation and began to distribute men.

"Chriss, Stellt and Tan, the three of you stay here, wait for us to come back, if something unexpected happens, allow you to retreat to the stairs, and let the people below open the door for you to evacuate."

"We will not abandon you." As soon as Chrissy objected, she was glared back by Hondo.

"This is an order, when the time comes, we will find a way to evacuate through the security gate, and you will need to be outside to answer it, of course this is the worst-case scenario, Team B is already on their way, they will go upstairs to meet you as soon as they arrive."

"Understood." The three of them didn't say much, and each found a place to hide.

Hondo and Lukka continued to open the way, with Tari, the prison guard leading the way, in the middle, and Jack and Deacon in the back.

"Team A calls the command center, we are going deep into Area A, and no hostages have been found yet."

"Roger, Team A, the negotiators are stalling for us, and you'll have the upper hand until the gangs realize your presence."

Jessica Cortez's voice came from the headset.

There was a prison guard who was familiar with the internal situation, and the speed of several people was much faster.

Although the prison guard Tari said that he had no special training, he had been working in it for half a year, and his understanding of the terrain was much more familiar than that of a SWAT, which could only be explored through a floor plan.

He led the crowd around through the staff passages used by the prison guards, avoiding most of the places where people might gather.

"In front of it is the prison guard's lounge, through which you can go directly to the deepest cell in Area A, but the boss of the '19 Gang', Kettle Porter, and his men should also be inside."

Prison guard Tari opened a door at the end of the hallway with a key and pointed to a room around the corner.

The lounge was noisy, the sound of the TV was turned on to the maximum, and from time to time someone made a strange scream, and those who didn't know thought it was opening inside.

Lukka half-crouched by the door, holding the doorknob with his left hand, looked at the other three, and saw that Hongdo nodded that he was ready, and slammed open the door of the lounge.

"Hands up!"

"Let me see your hands!"

"What the hell?"

The three men who rushed into the room with guns were all stunned, and Lukka followed in for some unknown reason, and saw five or six prisoners in orange prison uniforms sitting honestly on the sofa, one holding a large bucket of ice cream, eating happily.

Seeing that the muzzle of the black hole was pointed at him, the prisoners raised their hands in unison, looking dissatisfied.

"You know there's a riot in the prison, right?" Lukka lowered the muzzle of his gun, his face full of incredulity.

(End of chapter)