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

"Poof! Poof!"

With a few soft sounds, the leading prisoner and the boy who took the lighter fell to the ground. Before the other prisoners could realize what was going on, the SWAT team members filed in and put their guns to their heads. superior.

The shooters were Hondo and Luca. They aimed at the fatal part of the torso. The two people who were shot through the lungs and heart did not even 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 God, you are finally here." The prison guard, who was almost targeted for venting his anger, saw all the SWATs and was so excited that he almost broke his voice.

"Shut up! What's your name?" Chrissy, the only female team member in SWAT, controlled him, but did not immediately help him untie the ropes binding his hands and feet. Instead, she looked at 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."

Chrissy pulled out the dagger from her boots and cut the ropes around his hands and feet.

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

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

"You still have the keys with you?" Hondo asked strangely when he saw him hanging a bunch of keys back on his waist.

"Yes, I have most of the keys to Area A. After they occupied the control room, they took away the spare keys inside, so they didn't take any from me." Tali Appleton 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."

Tali Appleton looked frightened.

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

"You have two choices. We will lock up these guys. You can stay with them. When we clear Area A, the LAPD people will open the iron door here 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?"

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

While several people were talking, the SWATs had already herded several prisoners into a storage room, tied them hand and foot, and dragged two bodies 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.

Upon hearing this answer, Hondo 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 fall behind." Jack looked around and felt that this guy didn't look like a prison guard. He didn't look like he had been trained at all, 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 at the end, 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."

"Ha, private prison." Tan, who had never spoken a word and had an Asian face, snorted coldly.

"Okay, these things have nothing to do with us for the time being. Let's focus on the current task and talk about it after we go out."

Hondo interrupted everyone's conversation and began to allocate people.

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

"We will not abandon you." Chris just objected, but Hondo glared back.

"This is an order. When the time comes, we will find a way to evacuate through the safety door. We need you to respond outside. Of course, this is the worst case scenario. Team B is already on the way. They will go directly upstairs to meet you as soon as they arrive. Convergence.”

"Understood." The three of them stopped talking and each found a place to hide.

Hondo and Luca continued to lead the way, with the prison guard Tali in the middle, and behind them were Jack and Deacon.

"Team A calls 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."

Prison guard Ta Li opened a door at the end of the corridor with a key 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 half-crouched by the door, holding the doorknob with his left hand, and looked at the other three people. When he saw Hondo nodding to indicate that he was ready, he opened the door of the lounge room fiercely.

"Put your hands up!"

"Show me 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 in 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 black hole with the muzzle pointing at them, the prisoners all raised their hands with dissatisfaction on their faces.

"You know there was a riot in the prison, right?" Luka lowered his gun, his face full of disbelief.