PRI Chapter 35: Judgment from the Guard Tower!

Inside the vehicle, several dark-skinned Mexicans were loading bullets into their guns.

"Diego, how much longer?" A gunman with yellow hair stuffed the remaining magazines into his waist and looked at the driver.

The bearded driver Diego checked his watch, "Three more minutes until we reach the prison."

After speaking, Diego lit a cigarette for himself, "You guys be careful, don't drag it out too long."

The bald Mexican in the passenger seat mocked, "Don't worry, Diego. A bunch of white pigs, their courage is smaller than bullets. As long as we point guns at their heads, they'll cry for their mommies and then kneel on the ground begging for mercy!"

"Hahaha, Miguel, you're absolutely right."

"These American lords have long forgotten what backbone means!"

"We should make them spend a few days in Mexico, guaranteed to scare the piss out of them!"

The other Mexicans joined in the mockery, completely looking down on the Border Prison guards in their words.

Compared to the yellow-haired Mexican who was leading the way, the Mexican in the passenger seat was the real leader of this operation, also a minor boss in the drug trafficking organization.

He had participated in many drug dealer conflicts, killed many people, and his methods were bloody.

So everyone trusted him more.

However, the yellow-haired Mexican waved his hand, "Hey, don't say that. Those guys from the Grande Gang died pretty miserably last time."

"Come on, Alvaro, those disgraceful guys actually didn't follow the boss's arrangement and ran off to rob the Iron Riders Gang! Fuck, they deserved to die!"

"I don't think it was necessarily them who did it," Alvaro shrugged. "How would they know the Iron Riders Gang boss was in the villa and had hidden a large sum of money there?"

"Then who else could it be?" Miguel spread his hands. "You don't think it was those stupid prison guards who led them to the Iron Riders Gang villa, do you?"

"Of course not, I'm just a bit worried about those two who escaped..."

"Fuck, Alvaro, have you been in America too long and forgotten how Mexicans handle things?"

Miguel's face turned vicious, "If there's betrayal, then kill his whole family!"

"No matter where those guys run to, I'll find them, slit their throats with a knife, and hang their heads at the door!"

Miguel paused for a moment and pulled the bolt, "This prison is the same. They rejected Osiel's kindness, so let us bring death to them!"

"Yeah! Right, bring death to them!" The Mexicans in the car all started cheering.

Seeing this, Alvaro could only follow along and raise his gun.

Diego opened the car window and exhaled a puff of smoke, "Guys, don't be impatient. Wait until we get to the prison to vent. But I'm only waiting at the door for half an hour. If you don't come out after half an hour, I'm not waiting."

"Don't worry, half an hour? I can slaughter through the prison in fifteen minutes!"

Miguel sneered, "By then I'll hang that damn warden's head on the guard tower, let them see the consequences of going against Osiel's will."

"Very spirited, Miguel. After you finish the killing, I'll get you across the border," Diego threw his cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on the brakes. "We're here."

"Get out!"

...

Riley was watching the prison entrance through night vision goggles, seeing bright green human figures getting out of the car, sneaking toward the prison.

From their body postures and the way they held their guns with both hands, Riley easily understood these people's ill intentions.

So he didn't hesitate at all, directly picking up the M82A1 sniper rifle and aiming at those uninvited guests through the night vision scope.

At the same time, Miguel and his group had just arrived near the prison entrance.

Looking at the 5-meter-high wall and barbed wire, everyone knew they could only break through from the main entrance.

"Miguel, it's best not to make too much noise and alert the people inside, otherwise once they close the main gate, we won't have a chance."

Alvaro was afraid Miguel would get bloodthirsty and charge into the prison recklessly, ruining the mission.

However, Miguel wasn't stupid either. He looked at the nearby guard room, "Later we'll push open the window directly and take out the guard with a knife."

"Got it!" His subordinate nodded, pulled out a dagger from his waist, crouched down, and walked toward the guard room first.

Miguel and Alvaro slowly followed behind, holding their guns, ready to provide support at any time.

However, just as that subordinate tried to stand up and climb through the window, a muffled gunshot came from above.

"Bang!"

Alvaro watched helplessly as his neck was pierced and exploded by the bullet, his entire body instantly folding in half.

"Fuck!"

"Damn it!"

"Get down!"

The Mexicans immediately panicked, no longer caring about being discovered, hurriedly crouching to avoid the bullets.

Unfortunately, their position was really terrible. In Riley's eyes, these people were like having their pants stripped off, standing naked in the cold wind, completely exposed.

So he turned his gun barrel, aimed at a Mexican who was sticking his butt up, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The Mexican lying in front of Alvaro had his butt blown up.

"God!"

This scared Alvaro enough that he didn't dare stand up, didn't dare stay in place, and could only crawl forward like a lizard, hiding directly in the shadow of the wall.

Seeing his good position, Miguel and the others also ran over.

"What the hell happened!" Miguel's face showed both terror and anger. "Why is there a sniper rifle!"

"I want to know why too!" Alvaro was also very annoyed.

"So what do we do now?" his subordinate asked in terror.

"What else can we do!" Miguel pointed to the right. "The sniper must be hiding in the guard tower. Later we'll shoot directly in his direction! Then run to the car!"

"Okay!" The panicked crowd immediately agreed upon hearing Miguel's words.

"3, 2, 1! Go!"

Miguel led his boys rushing out from behind the wall, firing a barrage at the guard tower. Bullets crackled against the wall, leaving only shallow bullet marks, posing no threat to Riley whatsoever.

And Riley responded to their courage with 12.7mm bullets.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two subordinates were successively shot through the chest and head, leaving their lives near Border Prison. Only Miguel escaped sniping because he ran fast.

However, just when Miguel thought he had escaped with his life, he discovered that the vehicle in the distance was actually turning around on the spot, planning to flee without regard.

"Fuck! Diego! Wait for me!" Miguel roared angrily.

"Wait for your mother's head!" Diego gritted his teeth, wishing he could install rockets on the car's rear.

If he had known Border Prison had a sniper, he wouldn't have taken this job no matter what.

Fortunately, he was hidden in the car. As long as he drove to the nearby woods, the sniper couldn't do anything to him!

"Bang!"

The next second, Diego suddenly heard the sound of glass shattering, like death's prelude before swinging the blade.

Before he could react, a bullet pierced through the glass, through his facial skin, and drilled into Diego's mouth.

The sharp sound of brakes rang out. Miguel looked at the overturned vehicle, stopped in his tracks, his eyes full of despair.

"Shit!" He raised his gun toward the guard tower, firing while letting out the desperate howl of a dying beast, "I'm going to kill you! Kill..."

But before he could finish speaking, a bullet plugged his mouth.

Under the wall, Alvaro, who had witnessed everything, collapsed to the ground.

"It's over, everything's over."

Before long, he heard the sound of light footsteps. Several well-equipped soldiers carrying M4 carbines rushed to his front, surrounded him, and pointed their gun barrels at him.

Then a burly strong man walked out from among the soldiers, punched Alvaro to the ground, and skillfully removed all weapons from his body.

Afterward, he said, "Warden, he's no longer a threat."

After speaking, the soldiers made way, letting the man in the black trench coat walk in front of Alvaro.

The man crouched down, used his hand to lift Alvaro's chin, his face full of smiles.

"Thank you all for using your lives to perform an opening ceremony for my guard tower."

His smile didn't diminish at all, but his dark pupils revealed waves of coldness, "So next, I'll have to trouble you to accompany me in a little humanity test."

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