Chapter 107 Prepare arms to deal with the IRS at any time

Chapter 107 Prepare arms to deal with the IRS at any time

Indian Reservation, the first entrance to the West District.

“Hey, Diyul, I heard that Xiqi’s place recently got a batch of girls, how is the quality?”

“It’s okay, the quality of this batch of girls is pretty good. But this old boy’s charges are too high. I have to talk to the chief and others when I have time. In our territory, I should be given a discount!”

“It’s a discount, but I paid for it! of..."

The Indian Guards stationed here are discussing with a lewd smile.

But not long after, the roar coming from the road not far away caused the members of the escort team to stop talking and turn their heads to look.

It was okay not to see them. When they saw the armed men in each vehicle clearly, they were instantly frightened.

But soon, the captain of the escort team reacted and said angrily: "You have such an idea that you are so desperate, how dare you come to our reservation to run wild!"

Although he saw that the vehicles were filled with people who were armed to the teeth.

But he was not afraid at all.

Because there is an Indian tribe behind him, as long as he calls, the escort teams from other parties will rush over to support him in an instant!

"Team...Captain, this seems to be the IRS car..."

At this time, another member of the escort team seemed to have seen the clues, and said with a trembling voice Got this sentence.

When they heard that it was someone from the Internal Revenue Service, the faces of the guards who originally wanted to teach this group of ignorant people a lesson suddenly froze.

The matter of Dieter has caused such a big fuss, let alone them, it has now even become a topic of conversation for the entire Indian tribe after dinner.

Through this incident, the entire Indian tribe has realized that the IRS is not someone to be trifled with.

And now the people from the IRS are here fully armed. What does this mean?

Needless to say, it must be for Dieter!

While thinking, the convoy has arrived at the entrance.

The car door opened, and David, the leader, walked out first, followed closely by Buckinson and others, and then everyone rushed towards the escort.

"Don't be nervous, stay calm, don't fucking shoot randomly without my order!"

Looking at the nervous look of each of his men with their index fingers on the triggers, the escort The captain quickly reminded him.

Dieter was the nephew of their tribal chief, but after getting into trouble with the IRS, he had no choice but to flee back to the reservation like a lost dog.

And they are just the guards of the tribe. If there is a conflict with the IRS, they will definitely not be able to take advantage of it.

"I am the tax chief of the Lake District Branch of the Internal Revenue Service, and my name is David!"

The captain of the escort glanced at the tax badge David showed and replied: "I am the captain of the escort at the west entrance, Mitchell. Chief David, can I help you, the IRS?"

"We are pursuing a case. The leader of this case is said to have entered your reservation, and we want to go in and investigate. "Just a moment!"

Mitchell frowned slightly, and then replied: "Chief David, according to U.S. federal law, no law enforcement agency is allowed to enforce law in our reservation except with special permission. So I’m sorry!”

David was not surprised by what the other party said, and immediately replied: “According to the black tax bill passed by Congress on the 3rd of last month, as long as there are people or cases involving illegal income, our IRS We have all the power to investigate. If you don’t understand, just ask your tribe’s lawyers!”

Mitchell paused and replied: "Sorry, Chief David, we don't have the person you are looking for here!"

"What did you say!"

Seeing this Mitchell You acted like a rogue, and Buckinson and the others behind David couldn't hold their breath and took a step forward with their guns in hand.

The Indian guards, who were originally frightened, were a little more nervous at this moment. However, since the opponent was fully armed and we only had one revolver, their confidence seemed a little lacking.

David raised his hand and signaled everyone not to be impulsive. Then he walked one meter in front of Mitchell, looked directly at him and said: "You are not in charge of this matter. I will inform you now. Chief, tell him that our IRS is coming”

Seeing David's attitude of turning his back immediately if he refused, Mitchell, a small guard captain, dared not continue to be tough, so he could only walk into the guard box and pick up the phone.

At the same time, the Indian tribe, the chief’s house.

"Chief, the people from the Internal Revenue Service, came to the entrance of our reservation in full force!"

Gaal, who was still teasing his grandson, couldn't help but change his expression when he heard this.

He knew that the IRS would come to his door sooner or later.

And he had already been mentally prepared.

But what he didn't expect was that the IRS didn't even give a formal notice and just sent the armed forces over.

Although I don’t know exactly how powerful the armed force of the IRS is, judging from Congressman Strong’s tone before, it is said that it is not much inferior to the American army.

If he goes to his reservation to cause trouble, does he still need to be a chief?

"Chief?"

Hearing the reminder from the incoming person, Gal finally came to his senses and hurriedly asked: "How many people are here and do they have heavy weapons?"

"According to the news from the escort, they are here. There were about 6-70 people, all driving here!”

“Oh?”

After hearing this, Gal thought for a moment, and then his face relaxed.

There were only 60-70 people, and they came by car. It was probably not the real armed force of the IRS, it might just be the auditors of the bureau who were armed.

In this case, there is no need to worry too much.

"Where are Twin, Willard and the others?"

"They...they are receiving the goods in the warehouse..."

Speaking of receiving the goods, this person The young Indian's tone was a little unnatural.

“What kind of goods are you receiving? Tell them to come see me immediately!”

The people from the IRS came here in full force, obviously for Dieter. He wanted to summon these tribal leaders together to see how to find a way to deal with it.

About 1 kilometer away from the chief's residence, in a warehouse.

Two trucks were parked here, and a dozen young Indians continued to move out boxes of sealed items from the trucks, and then pushed them into the warehouse.

In the rest area of ​​the warehouse, a man with a slicked back hair and sunglasses was drinking Indian-specific tea with his legs crossed. Opposite him, sat Twin and an Indian man with a square face.

Two or three minutes later, an Indian came over and said to Twin: "The number is right!"

Twin nodded, then took out a check and wrote 500 on it. After checking the amount of 10,000 US dollars, he tore it off and handed it to the man opposite.

After taking it, the man glanced at it and put it in his inner pocket. Then he stood up and stretched out his hand to Twin, saying: "Mr. Twin, if you need this in the future, you can contact us at any time. Except for aircraft carriers, nuclear submarines, F35s, F16s, Apaches... we can't get other strategic weapons, as long as the money is available, I can help you get them."

Twin points! Nodding, he replied: "Say hello to Mr. Gabriels for me."

"Of course, let's go first!"

After saying these words, the man turned and left.

The square-faced Indian man next to Twin asked with a hint of uneasiness: "Twin, you bought so many arms, do you really want to fight the IRS? Congressman Strong has already Let me make it very clear, the IRS’s armed forces are no joke, we are the only ones..."

The man originally wanted to say that he was a rotten fish, but when he thought that this was an insult to the tribal warriors, he could only say Swallowed it back.

Although it is regarded as historical compensation, the American government has given many privileges to the Indians.

But in fact, the United States is very wary of them.

For example, they Indians cannot enter military academies such as West Point and receive professional military training.

The weapons and equipment of the tribe are also strictly restricted, resulting in basically no heavy weapons.

Even if they have now purchased this batch of elite weapons and equipment and some heavy weapons from arms dealers.

But if you rely on the tribe's young and strong guards who have not received formal training to fight against the elite armed forces of the IRS, it will be strange if you don't get beaten into Muggles.

“Don’t worry so much about Wei Faled, this is just in case, and the weapons are not necessarily used, they are more used to intimidate and increase bargaining chips!”
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Although Tewen wanted to protect his son, he had no intention of fighting the IRS to the end.

As he said, he was just trying to increase his bargaining chips.

If there really is a conflict with the IRS, with these weapons and equipment in hand, they can at least make the IRS fearful.

But if we don’t have these, we might just be at the mercy of others!

"This...don't we need to talk to the chief?"

"No, he's got a big head now, don't bother him about this matter..."

While the two were still talking, the young man who reported to Gal before , walked in in a hurry, and said breathlessly: "The IRS people have arrived at the entrance of our reservation, and the chief asked you to go see him!"

Hearing that the IRS people were coming, the two of them His expression changed instantly, but he quickly reacted and quickly walked out and got into the car.

When the two came to the hall of the chief's house, in addition to Gal himself, the other senior leaders of the tribe also arrived early.

Seeing the two people who had arrived late, Gal was furious and asked: "Where have you two been?"

Twin felt a little guilty, but still replied: "I... went to receive some goods delivered to the tribe."

After all, it was his brother, and Gal couldn't resist having too many attacks, so he could only return to the topic. , said: "The people from the Internal Revenue Service came here fully armed, and they were personally led by Chief Tax Officer David. I heard from the people in the escort that they tended to use force immediately if they couldn't get in. What do you think? ?”

“The people from the Internal Revenue Service have no right to enforce the law in our reservation!”

“Humph, they dare to come to our reservation in full force. What if they are attacked by compatriots from other tribes? Got it, where should we put our tribal faces?”

“…”

Indians were used to being kings on their reservations.

Even though they knew how powerful the IRS was, they still felt like they were being seriously provoked when they saw that the IRS dared to come armed to their door and act wild.

Gal frowned slightly and replied: "I asked you to come here to discuss countermeasures, not to complain. Now it's just David leading the team. When their armed forces arrive, it won't be so easy to talk to. ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent instantly.

Obviously the words Internal Revenue Service Armed Forces still scare them.

After a while, a senior tribe leader suggested: "In that case, let him come in and talk. Anyway, they haven't sent out the armed forces yet, which proves that they also want to talk!"

"That's right, then David probably doesn't want to use force and wants peace talks, so let him come in. Our tribe doesn't have much, just a lot of money and beauties. As long as he is willing to negotiate, no matter how much money he wants, he We let him choose what kind of beauty he wants. I don’t believe that he, a tax chief of the IRS, has to be so conscientious!”

“I agree with Raman, don’t look at this David in the Lake District! Collect money, but that is the Lake District, and they have the IRS to monitor it, but now in our reservation no one can supervise it. Everyone is a human being, and everyone has desires. Unless he is a saint, otherwise what does he want? Our tribe will definitely be able to satisfy him, and when he feels better, this matter may be over!”

Listening to the plan given by these people, Garr also quite agreed with it.

Americans today all live in big cities and are used to seeing all kinds of feasting and feasting scenes, but they rarely see their Indian tribes, almost returning to the original 'native customs'.

So this also led to the fact that the city dwellers fell instantly as soon as they entered their tribe and experienced the various 'playing methods' of their tribe.

This David... is a young man after all.

Young people, unless they are saints or eunuchs, cannot control the impact of all kinds of desires. This is normal!

Thinking of this, Garr looked at Wilfalid and ordered: "Wifalid, go to the entrance of the west area in person to bring David in, and then take him everywhere in our tribe. Let’s take a walk and make some arrangements!”

As an elder of their tribe, it was quite a favor for him to greet him in person in Gal!

"Me?"

Wilder pointed to his nose, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

He had just received a batch of arms from Tewen, and planned to deal with the armed law enforcement from the IRS at any time, and now he had to act as a 'greeter', which felt a little guilty.

"Why, don't you want to?"

"No, no, no, chief, of course I am willing, I will go right away..."

"Wait..."

Just when Willard was about to turn around and leave, an elder sitting next to him remembered something and interrupted: "There are too many of them, and they are all fully armed. , if we let them in like this, it will affect our business!”

(End of this chapter)