American Tax Officer

The appearance of two major helicopter combat groups in the sky was already overwhelming enough, but now, seeing the arrival of tanks and armored fighting groups, everyone's psychological resilience neared collapse.

However, soon one of the elders seemed to think of something and loudly reminded Gael, "Chieftain, it's not too late to turn things around. What are we waiting for? Let's hurry up and hand over the people!"

"Yes, only a few dozen people have died so far. If we don't hand someone over now, it won't be just a few dozen anymore!"

"I fucking said we should have handed them over earlier. If we had, things wouldn't have gotten this bad!"

The other elders also started to respond, echoing one after another.

And Tewin, who had always opposed this, was now out of steam, shrinking his head and burying it like an ostrich.

Seeing himself as the target of everyone's criticism, Dieter couldn't sit still. He rushed in front of his father, pleading, "Father, we can't do this. If I fall into the hands of the Internal Revenue Service, I'm as good as dead!"

"Hmph, as good as dead? You deserve it!"

"If it weren't for the huge mess you caused, would our tribe be in such misfortune? You damned fool!"

"You've already brought enough disaster upon our tribe. Do you want to continue causing more harm?"

With things having reached this point, and Dieter still daring to beg for mercy, the elders at the scene were seething with anger.

As for Tewin himself, at this moment his heart was filled with both anger and helplessness.

The Internal Revenue Service's tanks, armored fighting groups, and helicopter combat groups had all moved in and even opened fire, killing so many people. What else could he do?

Could he continue to be stubborn and choose to keep fighting?

Even if he chose to keep resisting, who would listen to him now?

Moreover, arming the tribal warriors had led to so many deaths. He surmised that he would likely face a severe reckoning afterward; his own safety was almost uncertain!

...

At the West District Entrance.

"Continue to stay alert and report any developments!"

Colonel Cleveland had temporarily stopped commanding to join David and the others, saying, "It seems that some Native Americans inside have chosen to resist, nearly causing us to lose an Apache. We gave them a taste of their own medicine!"

David nodded. Although still at the entrance, he had naturally heard the explosions and seen the fire and smoke caused by the Hellfire missiles.

But speaking of which, these Native Americans really aren't afraid of dying.

They know they have two major helicopter combat groups circling above yet they dared to attempt an attack. That's seeking death!

"Director, there are a lot of media coming!"

Bucky came over to remind them during the conversation.

David turned to look. Indeed, many television stations from Las Vegas and Nevada State had arrived at the scene.

It was only because their inspectors were blocking the way that they could not get close to the entrance.

"Colonel Cleveland, you continue the operation. I'll go and give the media a brief update on the situation here!"

In order to avoid unnecessary panic and dissatisfaction, which could impact the reputation of the Internal Revenue Service, David decided it would be best to go over and provide a brief statement first.

"Alright."

Cleveland agreed and continued commanding.

Meanwhile, David quickly approached the media, gesturing with both hands for them to calm down.

Once the media had quieted down to listen, he began explaining, "Ladies and gentlemen of the press, I am the Director of the Las Vegas Lake District Sub-bureau Branch of the Internal Revenue Service. My name is David..."

"Director David, can you tell us why the Internal Revenue Service has deployed so much firepower? What exactly is the target?"

"Director David, to my knowledge, ahead lies the Indian Reservation. Are the Native Americans involved in a case of tax evasion?"

"Director David, from photos taken by netizens, it seems the Internal Revenue Service has deployed Black Hawk and Apache armed helicopter combat groups, as well as M1 tank fighting groups. Do you plan to deploy other equipment, such as the legendary F35 and F16 fighter jets?"

Interrupted by the clamor of the media, David was slightly annoyed but then spoke up, "We are currently conducting an operation. The specifics are not convenient to disclose, but what I can tell everyone is that the tribe is indeed suspected of tax evasion!"

"Moreover, the main culprit is not only guilty of tax evasion but also involved in the attempted assassination of Internal Revenue Service personnel, fleeing from justice, and other serious offenses!"

"That is the current situation. Later we will give out a detailed announcement and explanation..."

After listening to this statement, the media at the scene and the viewers watching online were all stunned.

They were just wondering.

It had been decades since the Internal Revenue Service had mobilized so heavily. Why had they suddenly deployed armored fighting groups and helicopter combat groups this time?

It turned out that the criminal was not only evading taxes but was also involved in the assassination of Internal Revenue Service personnel!

No wonder the Internal Revenue Service went to such lengths!

David returned to Cleveland's side and said, "Colonel Cleveland, the media are here as well. I think it's about time."

Cleveland clearly understood the implication in David's words. He was about to issue an order when David suddenly called out to him.

"Hold on..."

David grabbed a map of the reservation and pointing to several spots, he said, "Since the fighter jets are out, it'd be a waste not to show off their firepower. Let's just drop a few missiles on these uninhabited areas to intimidate them a bit!"

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