Chapter 131 Chapter 130: Barbie Q, killed the governor's son
Samson pointed: "The path on the left goes uphill, about 5 kilometers!"
Follow his instructions , two official cars drove up immediately.
At the same time.
On the mountainside of the Red Rock Mountains, inside a temporary wooden house.
"Shoot, shoot, kill him, haha, Molly, your 'little lamb' was killed by my tiger, hahaha..."
"Damn, pick up the gun, pick up the gun Get up, bastard!"
"There are mines there, don't go there, oh Shet..."
In the wooden house, dozens of surveillance screens are placed, and one of them All the men and women were staring at the screen and shouting curses, cheers and other sounds.
Ten minutes later.
Sitting in the center, a young man with dyed red hair couldn't help laughing after seeing the target he selected on the screen killing three opponents: "Hahahaha, that bastard Marvin, finally You brought me a lion!”
Just now, no matter who made a proud sound in the room, they would be refuted and provoked by others.
But the strange thing is that after the red-haired man made a proud voice, everyone at the scene was silent. No one dared to verbally provoke or ridicule.
It can be seen from this that the red-haired man is a being that no one dares to mess with even among this group of second-generation ancestors!
"Wait...what's going on? Why is a car coming in?"
At this moment, a second-generation ancestor in the house saw two cars coming in through the surveillance screen on one side and quickly made a sound.
Hearing his reminder, everyone looked over.
Sure enough, two cars appeared on one of the monitor screens.
And what worries everyone is that the area where the two cars drove over happened to be the area where the red-haired man had just chosen his target.
While thinking, the target on the screen quickly came face to face with the two cars.
The target had just killed three people and was already in a state of fright. As soon as he saw the appearance of the vehicle, he immediately opened fire on the leading vehicle.
As can be seen from the surveillance screen, the people in the vehicle were not to be outdone and immediately stretched out their guns to fight back.
Feeling the suppressed fire, the target hurriedly hid behind a tree.
But he was not able to hide for long before he was hit by a man with excellent marksmanship in the car, exposing his calf. He fell down, and was killed by a direct shot to the head.
"Fake Squid, Fake Squid, who can tell me who they are, I want to kill them!"
Seeing this scene, the red-haired man in the wooden house was so angry that he jumped up and down.
He has played this hunting game many times, but has never been able to win the championship. Now he finally had some hope, but it was shattered due to the intervention of outsiders. How could this keep him from going berserk? !
Immediately, without saying a word, he picked up an M1903 rifle and walked out of the house.
Others also looked at each other, and finally picked up their weapons, intending to teach those outside saboteurs a lesson.
At the same time, here is the surveillance screen scene.
"Is everything okay?"
The car David and his friends were riding in followed, but they were not attacked by the gunman just now.
"It's okay, tax chief. Fortunately, our car has bulletproof glass."
Hearing the voice from the headset, David breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Samson. He punched the lower abdomen and said viciously: "Why the hell didn't you tell us if you were in danger?"
Samson's face was distorted because of the pain, and it took him a long time to recover, feeling aggrieved. replied: "The movement of prey is not restricted in this area, and I don't know that they will come here..."
In fact, what he wants to say more is that you insist on coming. If you don't come, there will be no danger!
David asked: "The one just now was prey?"
Samson replied: "Anyone with a collar around their neck!"
"Why? Do you want to wear a collar? "
"Because it is an explosive device, and it will automatically detonate as soon as the prey moves out of the specified range! "
"You guys, these employers, are playing really hard!"
David couldn't help but feel sad for these captured prey, but he had no choice, this is the world of the jungle and the strong.
For example, the Internal Revenue Service is powerful enough to punish lawbreakers and the current second-generation ancestors.
“Keep walking, keep your spirits up, maybe you will encounter other prey!”
David reminded, and then the vehicle continued to Samson Go to the location of the second generation ancestors.
Fortunately, we were lucky on the rest of the way and didn't encounter any more attacks. Everyone successfully saw the small wooden house a few hundred meters away.
But just when everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, bursts of gunfire rang out, and then both vehicles felt the attack from bullets.
“Fuck!”
Nissen, who was in the front car, cursed, then quickly turned on the loudspeaker in the car and shouted: “Stop, we are from the IRS. !”
He knew that the second-generation ancestors must have misunderstood and thought they were here to cause trouble, so he opened fire on them.
Opposite, the second-generation ancestors who were ambushing around the wooden house all released their triggers after hearing that it was the IRS, and all of them were in a state of confusion with big eyes and small eyes.
They did not know that they were from the IRS before, but now that they knew it, they dared to open fire.
Although they are all relatively arrogant due to their family backgrounds and the extreme ideological exaggeration of the brotherhood, most of them have not yet lost their minds. They still know how powerful the IRS is. of.
But most people have not lost their minds, but some people have lost their minds.
“Fuck the IRS!”
This man was the red-haired man just now. Not only did he have no intention of giving up, but in order to better hit the opponent, he directly stuck his head out of the bunker and fired a bunch of bullets at the vehicle in front of him.
"Da da da..." In the official car in front, Nissen and others were dumbfounded when they saw that the other side dared to open fire after announcing the name of the IRS.
They have even begun to wonder, aren't the Indians' lessons profound enough?
How dare these people attack the IRS?
It seems that the second-generation ancestors of these brotherhoods are really extreme to the extreme, otherwise they would not play such an inhumane game!
Nissen was also angry and immediately opened half of the car window. With his keen observation, he quickly locked the direction of the bullet.
What was even more surprising was that the second-generation ancestor who shot at them actually stuck his head out like a fool.
Then he’s welcome!
Nissen immediately raised his gun, took aim, and then suddenly pulled the trigger. As a Marine, his marksmanship naturally did not need to be questioned.
Although there was no direct shot to the head, it still hit the opponent's neck. The red-haired man fell to the ground in an instant, covering his bleeding neck.
All of this happened in just a blink of an eye.
At the wooden house, seeing the red-haired man fall, a second-generation ancestor who was close was stunned. Realizing that he was scared, he suddenly shouted: "Don't shoot, I surrender, surrender." Come on!"
After that, he threw the gun out directly.
The other second-generation ancestors, after hesitating for a while, followed suit.
After all, they were law enforcement officers from the Internal Revenue Service, not gangsters or thugs. As long as they surrendered, their lives would not be killed.
Inside the vehicle.
Nissen breathed a sigh of relief and asked for instructions into the headset: "Tax Commissioner, they know they are scared!"
"Then get out of the car, but be careful to prevent them from plotting! ”
“ Got it! ”
The two car doors opened, and Nissen and others got out with guns in hand, and then cautiously moved toward the wooden house.
"Raise your hands and stand up, don't play any tricks, otherwise we will kill you without mercy!"
Nissen and others walking on the wall warned as they walked.
The second-generation ancestors were also very cooperative and walked out one after another with their hands raised.
“Fake Squid, Marcus is dying, who can help him!”
At this moment, the anxious shouts of a woman in the area where the red-haired man fell just now attracted the attention of the second generation ancestors.
When they turned around to look, everyone looked dumbfounded.
Because they were in a nervous state just now, many people did not notice what happened. But now they took a closer look and saw that the red-haired man's neck was stained red with blood. It looks like there is more auxiliary energy coming in and less energy coming in.
At this time, Nissen had already walked up and looked at the red-haired man. Although the bullet grazed his neck, it had obviously injured a blood vessel. With this bleeding speed, in this barren mountain and wilderness, Even gods can't save him.
But he doesn't really care.
First of all, this guy must have evaded taxes.
Secondly, they were law enforcement, and after warning, this guy actually dared to shoot at him, so his counterattack was in compliance with all rules and regulations.
In short, this guy died in vain.
"Marcas...Fake, what did you do? Why did you shoot him, Fake..."
At this time, David and others had also walked up. , and Samson who followed him saw clearly the red-haired man lying on the ground, and ran up anxiously while cursing.
Less than 5 seconds after he arrived at the red-haired man's side, the red-haired man's pupils became dilated and he died.
This made him fall directly to the ground, muttering desperately: "It's over, it's over..."
"What's going on Samson, who is he?"
Looking at Samson’s appearance, David couldn’t help but stepped forward and asked.
Samson turned his head, his face changed from despair to anger, and accused: "He is the son of Stevenson Curtis. It is not good for you to kill anyone. Why did you choose to kill him?" He was killed!”
"Stevenson Curtis? Governor of Nevada?"
Samson said emotionally: "What do you think!"
After receiving the confirmation, aside, there was originally The calm Nissen's face suddenly turned pale.
He knew that each of these second-generation ancestors had a family background that was either rich or noble, but he did not expect that a governor's son would actually be shot dead by him.
And he is also the governor of their state of Nevada!
You know, in this country, the governor has great power.
Even the president has no power to remove them, so sometimes they don’t even have to give the president face.
In history, when the federal government wanted to implement a bill, sometimes the president needed them to implement it in the states, and he had to beg the governors for help.
In the original Declaration of Independence, it was stipulated that each state had the power to formulate its own laws, build its own armed forces, form alliances, engage in business, and engage in self-operated trade.
At that time, American states even had the right to issue their own currency and form their own armed forces, but the federal government did not even have the power to tax the states.
Today, although the federal government has taken back many powers from the states, such as tax autonomy, it has been transferred to the Internal Revenue Service.
But the power of the governor can still be said to belong to the emperor.
Not only can he enact many laws in the state, but he can also direct the work of cities in the state. The most important thing is that he also has the power to mobilize the National Guard.
The National Guard's equipment and weapons are not as sophisticated as the IRS, but the Nevada National Guard has a division of people.
This is definitely an armed force that cannot be underestimated!
Although the IRS is not afraid of a mere governor, Nissen is just a small auditor, so of course he is.
Because he is not David after all. David is now the star tax collector of the IRS. He has made such a great contribution to the IRS, and he is the commander of armed dispatches.
So even if David offends the president, whether it is for image or to set an example for other auditors, the IRS will definitely try to protect him.
But Tanison is a small auditor. Maybe in order to appease the governor's anger, the IRS secretly dealt with him!
Even if we don't deal with it and transfer him to guard the pond or something, his future will be ruined!
(End of this chapter)