"I'm your Angel of Death, Dale Degrot, and I want you to know what I'm going to do."

In Section D, Gunner Card, who looks vicious and has the eagle emblem of the Third Reich tattooed on his neck and throat, is busy with an acetylene cutting gun and is busy at the lock of the iron door of cell 3.

"Once I burn this broken door, you're dead."

"I'm going to burn you filthy, little mouse full of lies alive, so that everyone knows what happened to the whistleblower."

Behind him, Camerita, a brown-skinned Latino nun, sat in front of the iron door of cell 5 with her pierced lower abdomen clutched, panting in pain.

"Gunna, stop it, it's full of cops outside."

"Shut up, Camerita, you god's daughter, you can live until now, thank me, this racist in your mouth, who has no sexual interest in you at all."

The two men beside Gunner Card, acting as qualified cheers, let out a burst of laughter at the right time.

"Shut up, you bastards, please show the clergy with all due respect."

Hodchner's stern warning came from cell 5.

Gunner Card abruptly put down the acetylene cutter in his hand, walked to the door of cell 5, and sneered inside.

"I've heard of you, the FBI's BAU, and I've heard that it's a bunch of smart people, and I don't quite understand how smart people like you can be tricked by idiots like Chester Hardwick."

"He told me about his plan, that his death penalty was approaching, and that you were his last straw, so he set a trap so that he could be alone with you."

"No guns, no cell phones, no guards, so he could easily take out two FBI nerds and postpone his own execution, and I appreciated the idea, so I told him when we were going to riot."

"So, since you can still speak, why don't you reveal whether he was killed by you in turn."

Hodgner didn't answer, and there was silence for a while, and Rhett's chattering voice rang out in cell 5.

"Actually, I don't think you can get open that iron door, which is an almost solid lump of iron that would take at least an hour to completely open with a cutter."

"If I were you, I would choose the other side of the door shaft to start, this is the limitation of ordinary people's thinking, in fact, as long as the upper and lower door shafts are cut, this iron door will fall down."

"Shut up, Dr. Red, now is not the time for you to show off, as soon as he opens that prison door, the people inside will be dead."

With Hodgner's scolding, Red snorted softly, as if he had just discovered his gaffe.

Gunner Kadelen froze in place, as if trying to figure out if the two F.B.I. were acting to deceive themselves, or if they had really accidentally slipped out.

"Is what he said true?" He suddenly turned to the two men beside him.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the blankness in each other's eyes.

"Old. Boss, we don't understand this. We're just thugs, and you're the one of us who is responsible for using our brains. ”

Gunna Kader hesitated, checked the iron door again, cursed in a low voice, picked up the cutting gun, and wanted to continue his work.

"Boom!" Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the hallway, and Gunna Card was startled, dropped his tools, and looked up at the end of the hallway, and his hand touched the AR rifle that was resting aside.

With the sound of dull footsteps from far and near, an accomplice dressed in a prison guard's full riot gear stumbled into the hallway.

The accomplice's body was covered in blood and looked very embarrassed, and his left hand reached into the armor of his abdomen, as if he wanted to cover the injured part there, but the blood couldn't stop dripping outward.

This guy is quite tough, not only rushing towards this side without saying a word, but also holding a pistol in his right hand.

"What happened?"

Gunner Card, who was already agitated, straightened up and asked the other man, and the other two men stepped forward at the same time, trying to hold on to the injured fellow.

The accomplice who staggered forward seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet, and his helmeted head was slowly raised, and Gunner Card, who had been watching the other party, suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

"Where did you get this pistol?"

This guy is holding a big guy in his hand who is a little too handsome, and he has never seen such a good gun in the armory before.

"Bang!" Gunner Card's brain was wide open and he fell to the sky.

"Bang! Bang! ”

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! "Jack pulls out the MK24 hidden in the armor in his abdomen with his left hand, and the FK7.5 on his right hand fires at the same time.

After a shot hit Gunner Card in the forehead and sent him to Kennedy's side, the two prisoners in front of him were still stunned, and each shot twice in the chest, and then the same brain was opened and the wall was painted with anger.

That's it, Jack raised two pistols, put them to his mouth and blew out, as if he was filming a western, but unfortunately the audience in front of him was only an old nun who was already a little delirious due to excessive blood loss.

"Cleaned up."

With his greeting, the sound of chaotic footsteps rang out in the hallway, and a group of SWAT players quickly rushed out of the corner.

"Good marksmanship." Hondo walked up to Jack, looked at the three corpses on the ground, and couldn't help but whistle.

But when Jack suggested that he approach them alone posing as Gunna Card's accomplices, Hondo hesitated, but Jack's subsequent words dispelled his hesitation.

"Even if you fail, it's not going to be worse than it is, is it?"

So the group sprang into action, found a full set of riot armor and helmets from prison guards, and put Jack on, made a hole in his abdomen, and stuffed a bag of plasma inside.

Then, pretending to negotiate, the three SWAT team members used a HK416 with a silencer to kill the three prisoners blocking the door at the same time, and then directly blasted the welded iron door with plastic explosives.

Almost as soon as the iron door was blown open, Jack lunged out, turning a corner at full speed and rushing through a corridor before slowing down, bowing his head and pretending to be an escaped wounded prisoner, gaining a chance to get close to Gunner Card.

The criminal who has been deceived by Jack's increasingly superb acting skills, Gunner Card is neither the first, nor should he be the last.

Opening the iron door of cell No. 5, Hodchner, who appeared in front of Jack, showed his usual hidden "domineering".

He was always dressed in a suit and leather shoes, but at this time he was not wearing a suit, and his tie was torn off, leaving only a blue shirt in the innermost part, and a few buttons were torn off, revealing his thick chest hair.

"Wow, what did you do to Red?" Jack was taken aback by the way he looked, and his eyes were bruised.

Hodchner stepped aside angrily, revealing a prisoner lying on the ground behind him, and Red was nervously guarding the guy's side.

Recently, I found that my ability to change the plot has increased a little

(End of chapter)