Black-Haired Internal Revenue Service SWAT Agent - Chapter 235



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The Eye of the Hurricane

“Let’s talk about the greetings later, Deputy Warden. How bad is the situation inside the prison right now? The skinheads have already opened the main gate and are driving out, so it seems like they have control of the inside of the prison.”

At that, Pearson points to the walls filled with CCTV screens.

Among them, the CCTV screens in the frame that says “Prison Alpha” are all blank as if they have been blacked out.

The screens on the Charlie side of the prison cell seemed to be half black and half showing the inside of the facility.

And inside that prison cell, dozens of crazy guys were running around.

“As you can see, Ward Alpha is completely under the control of Brad Snyder’s gang and the skinheads, and the Hispanic gang from Ward Charlie also took over that ward about 10 minutes ago. However, the Hispanics have not escaped Ward Charlie.”

I asked him while looking at the prison map on my phone.

“What happened to the Bravo cell where the black forces were held?”

Then, Pearson answers while pointing to the central part of the CCTV screen.

“Prison Block Bravo is quiet. None of the inmates inside have come out of their cells even though Snyder’s men opened all the cell doors there.”

At those words, everyone’s attention turned to the CCTV screens of Prison Cell Bravo, and Pearson continued his explanation.

“All the Bravo prisoners are staring outside their cells with their arms crossed. The sight is so eerily calm that we are keeping a close eye on them as well.”

Let’s look at the CCTV footage, all the cell doors were indeed open, and the inmates were standing at the doorway, looking outside.

Of course, at the entrance to that prison cell, dozens of correctional officers wearing riot gear and equipment were standing in a row, watching the interior of the two-story prison cell with a wide hallway in the middle.

The sight also looks like the calm before a storm to our eyes.

Just then, an employee who looks exactly like our Criminal Investigation Bureau’s Supernerd McGrady approaches us.

The deputy director glances at him and introduces him to us.

“This is Wade Jones, the head of our prison’s surveillance and management systems. He’s busy right now trying to fix the hacking problem in our surveillance and management systems that allowed the skinheads to escape the prison wing and main building today.”

At those words, our eyes turned to him.

Then, he raises one hand and speaks, his awkward gestures and his stammering speech due to the burden of people’s gaze making me think of Mack.

“Although there have been attempts to hack into our Big Rock main systems from the outside for months, the cause of the current disruption to Prison Block Alpha and parts of the main building’s systems may be found within our prison.”

At those words, the deputy director shouted at Wade Jones.

“Damn, are you back to that conspiracy theory nonsense? Our guards were bribed by skinheads to introduce a virus into our main system? You can’t admit that this fucking surveillance and management system you’ve been praising for its perfection is flawed, can you? Because your neck is on the line?”

As the deputy warden gets excited, the guards restrain him, and a nerd who resembles McGrady looks at him and sighs helplessly.

Inspector Pearson watches the two men and gives us further explanation.

“However, the surveillance systems on the chain-link fence and the wall have now been restored, and all that remains is to restore the management systems for the prison cells.”

However, Team Leader Dawson, who was listening to that, snickered and said.

“I’m sorry to say this, but what good will it do to fix the cage when the beasts have already burst out of it and are running wild?”

At those words, the deputy warden, Pearson, and the other guards looked embarrassed.

Dawson ignores their reactions, glances at Preston, still holding the sniper rifle that smells of gunpowder, and speaks to the deputy director and his party.

“I don’t know about other people, but in my opinion, if we do well, there will be another chaos like the Taliban prison camp takeover in Afghanistan. I don’t think we can afford to be blaming ourselves and others. One of the most urgent things we need to do right now is to check if there are any friendly hostages in the prison cells. Friendly forces, no, guards.”

Then, the deputy director wiped the sweat from his face with a handkerchief and said.

“Eleven guards, including a medical officer, are being held by them in Cell Block Alpha, and six guards are being held by them in Cell Block Charlie.”

Those words just make me sigh.

But Dawson speaks to the deputy director and Pearson with a look in his eyes that I have not seen since I first met him.

“It is important to regain control of each prison cell, but if we do not rescue the hostages quickly in this situation, it will be even more difficult to rescue them in the future. They will soon form an organized siege and defensive formation inside the prison cell. So, we must rescue the hostages before that happens.”

As he finished speaking, Team Leader Decker also nodded while looking at Dawson.

When it comes to hostage rescue operations, the prison population also seems to sympathize with the situation analysis of veterans from ‘Delta Force’ and ‘DevGru’ who are not just doctors but also grandpas.

After saying that, Dawson and Preston exchange a look that only they know.

As I watched that scene from the side, a chill suddenly went down my spine.

But a moment later, a silent alarm goes off in the control room, where tension is palpable.

The LED emergency lights installed throughout the control room begin to blink simultaneously, and Jones runs towards the large console.

He was talking to the operators there and then he came straight towards us shouting.

“There’s a lot of movement coming from Prison Block Bravo. It looks like people from ‘Friendly Belle’ are moving around.”

At that, Inspector Pearson explains it to us right away.

“AKA ‘Friendly Bell’, real name ‘Vincent Bell’. He is the leader of all the black inmates in Unit Bravo. He was sentenced to life in prison without parole 18 years ago for murdering six federal agents.”

“Life sentence without parole?”

Pearson snorts and answers my question.

“He was originally sentenced to 160 years in prison, but his sentence was later reduced for his cooperation in cracking down on gangs.”

160 years in prison or life without parole, what’s the point of a reduction in sentence?

Plus, it’s horrible that six people were killed, and they were federal agents.

Clearly, the word friendly must have been added in a sarcastic sense, meaning very, quite, or considerably.

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As we listened to that and became more and more beggarly, the deputy director said something that made the atmosphere even more beggarly.

“It’s not just Friendly Belle, there are a lot of people in Block Bravo who have been sentenced to life sentences, like 120 years or 80 years. I was wondering why they didn’t run out of the block at first, but now they’re moving. Can you help us, IRS SWAT?”

The deputy director was about to say something regretful, so this time he stood right in front of me and appealed to me with an expression on his face that looked like he was going to faint at any moment.

I looked over my shoulder at Team Leader Decker and the Gold Team members, Team Leader Dawson and the Silver Team members.

They looked at me in silence for a moment, then Decker and Dawson nodded, and then they nodded to me one by one.

But, our Captain America sister standing behind them is glaring at me with a disgruntled expression.

I was about to answer, glancing at the deputy director, when I heard someone’s urgent voice on Pearson’s radio.

“This is the leader of the suppression team from Prison Wing Bravo. Pearson? Are you listening?”

Pearson immediately picked up the radio strapped to his waist and answered.

“Tell me, Matthews!”

“Friendly Belle” requested an interview.

At those words, all of our eyes turned towards the screens showing the interior of Prison Cell Bravo.

The black inmates who had been standing at each cell entrance now began to come out into the corridors on the first and second floors. And Friendly Belle, a large black man who seemed to be the leader of them all at a glance, was sitting in the middle of the corridor on the first floor, on a chair that she had found somewhere.

The deputy director points to the person on the screen with a look of needing to take a dump and says:

“The author is Vincent Bell. He is the man who controls the lives of the black people in the Bravo prison cell.”

Friendly Belle was a monstrous figure, the size of a sumo wrestler and the look of a Mike Tyson in his prime.

I was sitting on a chair with my arms crossed, one of my forearms was as big as my thigh.

Damn, all the friendly ones froze to death~.

Around them, there were also large figures that looked like they had spread out antique folding screens from South Korea, and it made you wonder if there was anything in the world that could make someone look so threatening while standing on one leg.

As Pearson looks at the deputy director as if he is passing the buck, the deputy director gives us a pleading look.

Damn it, I’m about to do something that’s not even in our IRS Criminal Investigation Division’s job description, let alone SWAT’s job support manual.

“What are you doing? Since you requested an interview, you should agree to the interview.”

When an important decision needs to be made, Team Leader Dawson, who usually hates troublesome things and never steps forward, speaks to everyone who is hesitating.

Then, he pulls the charging handle of his HK416 rifle and projects the target designator’s visible laser onto his palm.

Preston also pulled the charging handle of his MP7 submachine gun instead of his sniper rifle, and immediately after that, all of our team members loaded their weapons.

The deputy director looks at us and takes a deep breath, as if he has gained courage.

Then he tells Inspector Pearson.

“Tell the suppression teams that we’re heading over to Ward Bravo, Operations Manager. If anything happens, lock down Ward Bravo and make sure no one steps out of Big Rock.”

“All right.”

The deputy director then speaks to us in a trembling voice.

“I will guide you to Prison Wing Bravo.”

Then he took the lead and left the control room, and we followed him, our guns loaded and ready to fire at any moment.

Damn, in the eye of the hurricane, now I’m walking into the hurricane’s maelstrom.

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The prison riot squad, equipped with shields, batons, tasers and guns, cleared the way for us to enter the Bravo cell.

The prison cells are lined up on the first and second floors on both sides of the building, and the area is about 100 meters long.

At the opposite end of the prison block were the prison guards’ field control room and infirmary.

Friendly Belle was sitting about halfway between the end of that wing and the entrance to this wing, like a big-time gang leader out of some punk rapper’s music video.

“Citadel Two (Hendrix), Three (Randall), and Four (Lambert) stay here and secure a vantage point to fire at the prisoners on the second floor!”

Team Leader Dawson whispered quietly over the radio, and immediately after, Team Leader Decker also gave instructions to the Gold Team members.

“Kane and O’Connor, let the riot squad over here subdue the men coming out of the cells on the left and right of the first floor, and give the smoke and flash grenades to Jay (Strauss) and Joe (Preston) for now. And if necessary, Jay and Joe can throw them around the men and assist in an emergency evacuation!”

The team members responded in small voices to the two team leaders’ instructions.

The deputy warden stood at the entrance and looked at the prisoners on the second floor and the first floor before walking out toward the Friendly Bell.

I followed behind Officer Pearson, quietly giving instructions over the radio.

“All call signs! Wizard Zero, One (Chief Decker), Three (Preston), Four (Strauss), and Citadel One (Chief Dawson) are entering the heart of Prison Block Bravo!”

Then Amy comes up to me, taps my shoulder, and we walk away together.

No matter how much you don’t like the current situation, we are together in taking risks.

I nodded my head towards Amy, and my strong sister nodded back towards me.

As I walked down the prison hallway, I felt like I had never smelled anything so strange in my life.

The smell of metal, the smell of floor cleaning chemicals, the smell of men’s sweat, the sweltering heat, the smell of something burning, coming from somewhere outside.

And to our left and right, dozens of black prisoners watch us with bated breath.

Strangely enough, the inmates stand in the exact same position as if their leader had ordered them all to stand at attention.

If you close your eyes for a second and then open them, you’ll see all of these people rushing at you from all directions, and it wouldn’t be strange at all if we reflexively shot at them.

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