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

Chapter 282: Strategy for Area A

"We don't care about this. I only know that they usually don't even let us watch TV. But today, not only did we get ice cream from the cafeteria, but we can also sit here comfortably and enjoy our favorite TV series."

Seeing that everyone put down their guns, a big old man sitting on the farthest side also lowered his raised hands and dug himself another large spoonful.

Jack looked back at the TV behind his eyes. "The Young and the Restless" was playing on it. There is actually this American TV series in this world.

This is a super long drama. Even he, who was so bored in his previous life that he watched American dramas every day, did not dare to try it easily. After all, this drama has been broadcast since 1973 and has almost 12000 episodes.

"Okay, the movie viewing party is over." Hong Duo sighed and took out the plastic cable tie.

"Hey, come on guys, for the sake of everyone being guilty and we're not hurting anyone, why can't you just leave us here and close the door and leave?"

Da Laohei said angrily, waving the spoon in his hand with excitement.

"We have to work seven days a week, four people are crowded into a cell, and now we just want a day of relaxation. Is this too much?"

"Is what he said true?" Jack glanced at the prison guard Tower behind him.

"Yes, the warden said that there are not enough cells here and the government's subsidies are too small. They need to earn food expenses for themselves." Prison guard Tali hesitated for a while, but finally nodded and admitted.

"If I remember correctly, the federal government's subsidy for a prisoner is 58 dollars a day." Hong Duo's expression became ugly.

"Actually, if you are willing to be good children, it is not impossible to be accommodating." Jack smiled and begged for them.

When everyone left the prison guards' lounge, there were six prisoners with their hands and feet bound with plastic cable ties and their mouths taped.

Jack also thoughtfully adjusted the position of the sofa so that they could sit facing the TV.

"A good boy shouldn't eat too much ice cream, or he'll get tooth decay."

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After closing the door, the deputy captain Deacon expressed his opinion tactfully, "I don't feel very good about this prison."

"Let's deal with the current riot first." Hong Duo said with a straight face, indicating that now is not the time to talk about this.

Passing through the corridor outside the prison guard's lounge, what the SWATs saw was a row of empty cells, a mess everywhere, with sheets torn by prisoners and burned debris everywhere.

"Turn left ahead and pass through a corridor, which is the cell where my colleague is detained."

The prison guard tower trembled and pointed forward. There were more than ten corpses lying in the corner in front, looking as if they had just experienced the end of the world.

"Hondo?" Jack reminded in a low voice.

"Go ahead." Hong Duo didn't seem to care, but put his left hand behind his back abruptly, making a tactical gesture.

Before they turned the corner, two prisoners with pistols suddenly appeared in front of everyone. It seemed that they suddenly saw that the SWAT team members were frightened and turned around and ran away.

"Stop, LAPD-SWAT!" Hondo shouted loudly, picked up HK416 and took the lead in chasing into the long corridor.

"Drop your weapons or we'll shoot!"

"Put your hands up!"

Hearing the footsteps fading away, most of the "corpses" in the corner jumped up, took out the hidden weapons from under their bodies, and planned to outflank them from both sides.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The two shock bombs exploded almost at the same time, blowing up the COS "The Walking Dead" guys.

"Fake!"

"What the hell!"

"What happened?" Screams came one after another, and a tall and thin black man sat down on the ground in pain, still trying to fumble for the pistol that fell on the ground.

"Poof!" Jack hit him on the head with the butt of his gun, completely incapacitating him.

"Kettle Potter? I heard that you are a smart guy. Are you pretending to be dead? Is that all you have?"

These guys who were pretending to be dead were not professional at all, and their heavy breathing couldn't hide Jack's heightened senses.

Hondo, who was reminded by him, immediately noticed the anomaly, and made a gesture to tell them to stay where they were. He and Luka pretended to be tricked, and chased into the unobstructed corridor with the prison guard tower.

Keitel Porter, the leader of the "Gang of Nine", wanted to set up an ambush in the corridor by pretending to be dead, flanking the SWAT team back and forth, and capturing them alive.

But he didn't expect to be seen through directly. Jack and Dickon stopped in place and did not move at all. Hey guys, here comes a refreshing wake-up package.

"Don't move. If you move again I'll shoot." Dickon's thick military boots firmly stepped on the back of a certain hand that was not very trustworthy, causing the other person to scream in pain.

"Hondo?" Deacon stared at the group of guys in front of him without looking sideways, then turned his head slightly and shouted into the corridor.

"It's done." Hondo and Luca each dragged a body back, followed by prison guard Tali who was frightened and turned pale.

The explosion of the shock bomb covered up the sound of the gunshots. They decisively cut off the gun within a few steps after chasing into the corridor, killed the two prisoners who were acting as bait, and returned with the corpse after confirming that there was no threat ahead.

"Next time you want to pretend to be dead, remember to face outward, don't close your eyes, and stare them wide."

Jack tied the two of them together and patted Keitel Potter on the cheek with a smile.

"I tried, and none of these guys can hold back their eyes, including myself."

The tall, thin black man was dejected and put back into the cell.

"Hey, Tari, well done." On the other side, five prison guards who had been stripped to their underwear were let out by Tari, and they patted him on the shoulder to express their thanks.

"Where are their uniforms and protective gear?" Jack looked around, patted the iron fence of the cell, and signaled Keitel Potter to be honest.

"They were asked to leave by the Crispy Eagle. They opened the armory and had the guns in their hands. Gunnar Card offered to exchange these pistols for the prison guards' uniforms and protective gear."

In some respects, Keitel Potter is indeed a smart man, knowing that the situation is over, he has become very cooperative.

Jack and Hongdo looked at each other, "Gunnar Card is going to disguise himself as a prison guard and get out?"

"It shouldn't be that simple. There are all our people outside, and everyone who goes out must go through strict screening."

Hondo couldn't guess what Gunnar Card, the leader of the Spicy Eagle, was planning, but it was obvious that he was probably the culprit behind everything.

"Command, Keitel Porter and his 'Gang of Nine' are back in their cells, and the hostages have been found. Let the LAPD officers go into Area A to deal with the aftermath."

After finishing the call with the command center, Hondo pointed to the other end of the cell and said to prison guard Tali.

"Take your colleagues to the fire escape over there, and the police officers from LAPD are waiting at the door. Thank you for your help."

Tali nodded gratefully, "Thank you for saving me, too. Thank you."