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

"Hey, Terry, after you get out, Agent Hannah from the FBI will ask you something. She wants to know about your work here." Jack stopped Terry who was about to leave.

Seeing Terry's nervous look, he smiled and reassured, "If you have any worries, how about I provide you with a job with an hourly salary of more than 20 dollars?"

After seeing off Terry, who suddenly felt energetic, and saying hello to the LAPD officers who entered through the fire escape and safety door, Hondo and Jack hurried back.

Once the "19th Gang" is eliminated, there will be no organized resistance in Area A.

LAPD officers wearing full body armor, holding batons, and equipped with tear gas and shock bombs can clean up the prisoners who are still running around as long as they advance steadily from cell to cell.

When they were about to return to the connection between Area A and Area B, the LAPD officers who opened the iron staircase door from the third floor and cleaned up the clothes had already gone up to the fourth floor.

Nothing unexpected happened. The three SWAT team members guarding here were safe and sound. However, there were several corpses of prisoners lying on the corner not far away.

"Command, Team A is now preparing to enter Area B."

"Team A received, team B is already in position and preparing to enter."

Hondo's serious expression softened slightly. With two SWAT teams together, the manpower was not so tight.

"We need to speed up the clearing of Area B. Gunnar Card doesn't know what he is planning. The longer it takes, the worse it will be for us."

After saying that, he was about to set off with the team, but was stopped by Jack.

"Hondo, I have a suggestion."

"It's time to divide into two teams. Deacon and I will take two people to find those construction workers. You can go to Area C first and meet Team B on the road."

Hondo stopped, thought for a moment and then made a decision immediately, "Chris, Street, you and Deacon and Jack, please be safe."

After speaking, he patted Jack on the shoulder and said, "I'll let them buy a few cups of Starbucks coffee and wait outside."

"That's just a coincidence." Jack rolled his eyes.

Not long after the shooting in the shopping mall, he left under the escort of Tim and others. The SWAT team arrived afterwards. After measuring the shooting distance of 41 meters, Hondo even took the initiative to call Jack.

As the saying goes, people are like trees, so there is a reason why the SWAT team easily agreed to let Jack participate in such a high-risk operation. After all, no one wants to be held back.

Time was running out. As soon as they entered Area B, the team was split into two. Jack and others continued to move forward. Hondo entered the passage leading to Area C with Luca and Tan with an Asian face.

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The prisoners in Area B are visibly stronger than the gangsters in Area A. The behavior of the "Baha Horned Dragon Gang" is also much more brutal. The four Jacks passed through several cells along the way and only killed the remaining prisoners. There were no less than ten corpses.

"Further ahead is the prison's infirmary, which should be the first place to be attacked after the riot started." Deacon tied up a guy who was still struggling.

"There are many drug addicts among these guys, and they will come here to find drugs as soon as possible. Be careful when you go in."

When the strong white man who was pressed by his knee heard this, he stopped struggling and cursed angrily.

"Isn't there him in this shitty prison? Damn the infirmary. There is a pharmacy in Area C, but it has been robbed by the guys from Crispy Eagle."

Several people were stunned when they heard this. The map showed that there were at least two connected halls in front of them, marked with the words "infirmary" and decently painted hospital beds.

"Go in and take a look." The four people were divided into two groups, standing by the door with guns, Jack and Dickon on the right, Street and Chris on the left.

Deacon unscrewed the door handle, and the two groups of people kept one position on the left and one on the right, searching along the wall of the room.

"Safe left."

"Safe right."

"What's going on?" Chris looked at the electric sewing machines lined up in the hall with a confused expression.

"Prison factory, they converted the original infirmary and ward into a bulletproof vest manufacturing workshop." Jack picked up a piece of Kevlar fabric from the table and shook it. It was a half-made bulletproof vest.

"This is where those people were talking about working seven days a week."

Deacon sneered, "Now I understand how those capitalists make money by running prisons, turning prisoners into free labor for making body armor."

Jack took out his mobile phone and filmed everything in front of him. Although there was real-time video of the SWAT team's chest recorder, it was definitely right to keep a backup on hand just in case.

He didn't sympathize with those serious criminals who were treated as being exploited for their blood and sweat, but it made him unhappy when the blood and sweat went into private pockets.

The guy who planned the riot was certainly the culprit, but the capitalists who exploited the prisoners without any limits were even more despicable.

He, Jie, was having a good nap and having sweet dreams, but a prison riot trapped Hotchner and Red here, and they had to come over to wipe the mess of these Zibens, not to mention how unhappy they were. .

Regardless of whether the LAPD does anything, Jack would not mind treating Taylor Kelly, the beautiful host of Channel 8 News, to a meal and sending these videos.

Of course, just having the video is definitely not enough. The prison guard Terry was also his backup. He was able to work as a prison guard without any training and was paid 11 dollars an hour.

The testimony was enough for the prison contractor Ash Jones to drink.

"Shh~~~" Jack suddenly heard a small noise coming from the next room and signaled everyone to be careful.

The three SWAT members alertly relied on the load-bearing pillars in the room as cover, and pointed their guns at the door leading to the next door.

"Gun!" As Chris yelled in a sharp voice, a prisoner holding a shotgun suddenly appeared at the door, and gunshots rang out from both sides almost at the same time.

At a distance of about four to five meters, four rifles focused fire at the same time. Even though the guy with the shotgun was wearing several layers of bulletproof vests, he only fired one shot and was beaten to a pulp.

"Bang! Bang!" His two accomplices did not dare to show their heads at all. They fired a few blind shots into the room, picked up the shotgun that the guy dropped on the ground, and ran away in confusion.

"Up, up, up!" Dickon took the lead, and Jack followed behind. The four of them transformed into a single column and chased after them.

The next room is much more crowded than here. It is filled with various large-scale cleaning and drying equipment. It should be a place where the finished bulletproof vests are further processed.

"Be careful, they are hostages."

I don't know if everyone advanced too fast or the guys from the "Baha Ceratops Gang" were too panicked. These guys didn't have time to use the hostages as human shields and fled to the deepest part of the room in embarrassment.

Eight construction workers who were trapped like rice dumplings were tied under the stainless steel workbench at the entrance. When they saw the SWAT team members breaking in, they whined excitedly.

"Let them go."

Dickon and Jack stepped forward with guns in hand to protect them behind them. Chrissy and Street took out daggers and cut the ropes binding them. They pressed on the heads of these people and drove them into the room.