The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Chapter 281 The rescued prison guard and the prisoner eating ice cream

"Pfft! Pfft!"

With a few soft bangs, the leading prisoner and the younger brother who took the lighter fell to the ground. Before the others realized what was going on, the SWAT team members filed in and put the guns on their heads superior.

It was Hondo and Luca who fired the shots. They aimed at the fatal parts of the torso. The two who were shot through the lungs and heart did not even utter a scream.

"Don't move! Don't move!"

"Hands up! Don't move!"

"Face down! Squat down!"

Amidst the suppressed roars of the team members, the remaining prisoners obediently squatted down with their heads in their hands.

"Thank goodness, you're finally here." The prison guard, who was almost regarded as a target to vent, was so excited that he almost broke his voice when he saw a crowd of SWATs.

"Shut up! What's your name?" Chris, the only female player in SWAT, controlled him, but she didn't help him untie the ropes binding his hands and feet for the first time, but looked at the deputy captain Deacon.

"Tarry Appleton, thank you, thank you for saving me."

Deputy Captain Deacon had a tactical PAD strapped to his wrist, which could directly connect to the database in the command vehicle outside. He entered the name, and relevant information popped up on the screen.

"No problem, the photo matches. He is one of the prison guards."

Chris pulled out the dagger in the boot and directly cut the ropes on his hands and feet for him.

"Thank you so much, I thought I was really dead this time."

Terry Abbott wiped the snot and tears from his face with the only remaining close-fitting T-shirt, and hurriedly picked up his prison guard uniform from the ground beside him and put it on.

"You still have the keys?" Hong Duo asked strangely when he saw him hanging a bunch of keys back around his waist.

"Yes, I have most of the keys in Area A. After they occupied the control room, they took away the spare keys inside, so they didn't take away from me." Terry Abbott nodded quickly.

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

"Yes, I can find them. I saw them put into cells, but those people from the '19 Gang' are difficult to deal with, especially that Kettle Porter."

Tarry Abbott looked terrified.

"Are we difficult to deal with?" Hondo grinned, showing his white teeth.

"You have two options. We will lock these guys up. You can stay with them. When we clear Area A, the LAPD will open the iron gate and come up from the third floor."

"Or come with us, lead the way, and rescue your colleagues."

Tali Appleton glanced at the tied prisoners and swallowed subconsciously, "Why don't you open the iron door now?"

"The LAPD police officers are not trained in this area. We must at least clear Area A before allowing them to enter, otherwise it will only increase casualties."

While a few people were talking, the SWATs had already driven several prisoners into a storage room, tied their hands and feet together, and dragged two corpses in.

"Now, tell me your decision." Hondo held the door and looked at the young prison guard.

"I'm following you, I think it's safer to be with you." Tali Appleton replied decisively.

Hearing this answer, Hong Duo directly closed the door of the storage room, motioning him to take out the key and lock it.

"Follow me, don't fall behind." Jack looked around and felt that this guy didn't look like a prison guard, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of training in 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." This guy named Tali timidly followed Jack, looking like an ordinary person.

"Didn't you receive training before doing this job?" Deacon, who was walking last, was very surprised.

"Other prisons may do it, but not here. I saw them recruiting people and came here. Now I feel that the $11 hourly wage may not be worth it."

"Oh, a 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 let's talk about it when we go out."

Hong Duo interrupted everyone's conversation and began to assign people.

"Chris, Streeter, and Tan, the three of you stay here until we come back. If something unexpected happens, you are allowed to retreat to the stairs and let the people below open the door for you to evacuate."

"We won't abandon you." Just as Chris objected, Hong Duo glared back.

"This is an order. At that time, we will find a way to evacuate through the safety door. You need to respond outside. Of course, this is the worst situation. Team B is already on the way. They will go upstairs to meet you as soon as they arrive. confluence."

"Understood." The three of them stopped talking, and each looked for a place to hide.

Hondo and Luca continued to lead the way, with the prison guard Tower in the middle leading the way, and Jack and Dickon in the rear behind.

"Team A called the command center. We are going deep into Area A. No hostages have been found yet."

"Roger that, Team A, the negotiators are stalling for us. Before those gangs realize your existence, you will have the advantage."

Jessica Cortez's voice came from the headset.

There was a prison guard who was familiar with the internal situation, and the group moved much faster.

Although prison guard Ta Li said that he had not received any special training, he had worked there for half a year, and his understanding of the terrain was much more familiar than that of SWAT, which could only explore through floor plans.

He led everyone around through the staff passage used by the prison guards, avoiding most places where people might gather.

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

The prison guard tower used a key to open a door at the end of the corridor, and pointed to a room at the corner.

The lounge was noisy, the TV was turned up to the maximum volume, and from time to time someone would make a strange scream. Those who didn't know it thought there was a party going on inside.

Luka squatted halfway by the door, holding the doorknob with his left hand, looking at the other three people, seeing that Hondo nodded to show that he was ready, he slammed the door of the lounge open.

"Put your hands up!"

"Let me see your hands!"

"what the hell?"

The three people who rushed into the room with guns in their hands were all stunned on the spot. Luca followed in with some confusion and saw five or six prisoners wearing orange prison uniforms sitting on the sofa obediently, holding each other in their arms. Eating happily with a big bucket of ice cream.

Seeing the muzzle of the black hole pointed at him, the prisoners raised their hands in unison, with dissatisfaction on their faces.

"Do you know that there was a riot in the prison?" Luca lowered his gun, his face full of disbelief.