The air stank of sweat, dirt, excrement and raw sewage.
Criminals covered in stinking sweat, shirtless or wearing shabby clothes wandered around in the heavily guarded square. This was their fixed daily release time, and it was also the only time they could see the light and interact with many people.
Opportunities for communication.
On a high concrete wall that surrounds a square the size of a formal football field, there are about thirty armed prison guards standing at sentry posts every ten meters, monitoring the criminals.
trends.
A short but rather muscular middle-aged man with a bald head and a beard walked through the crowd, seemingly greeting other inmates casually, but in fact, his eyes kept drifting towards the prison guards.
"Crocodile, when does it start?" A tall man with a coquettish appearance said hello to a middle-aged man with a beard, and asked in a slightly vague voice without moving his lips.
With a smile on his face, the crocodile looked around at the noisy and fighting criminals and replied calmly: "Wait a moment."
"Everyone is ready, just waiting for you to speak." the tall man said.
"Well." The crocodile pushed the tall man's back and said in a slightly louder voice than normal, "Go find Bernuman to help you solve your physical needs! I'm not interested in your butt!"
The tall man twisted his butt and left without forgetting to turn back and raise his middle finger to the crocodile.
The crocodile smiled and gave him the middle finger.
"Bang!"
The sound of a gunshot interrupted the commotion of thousands of criminals on the loose.
"Stop!" A prison guard standing on guard first fired a shot into the air, and then pointed the gun at several criminals who were fighting each other.
The criminals raised their hands knowingly and dispersed.
In this truly closed prison, where there is no contact with the outside world, no request for a lawyer, and no right to visit by family members, scenes like this happen every day.
There are no books, music, newspapers or any means of killing time in Damans Prison. The criminals have lost their spiritual world like savages and live in a daze. In this case, violence, as the simplest and most direct way, can increase adrenaline and make people feel
Nervous and exciting methods are naturally their first choice for fun.
"Bah." The crocodile looked up at the prison guard and spat unhappily.
He has been imprisoned here for twelve years. All criminals here are in permanent detention, but he, who has been in prison for twelve years, is already a veteran in the prison. Because few people can persist here for more than ten years.
Committed suicide and died of illness.
Unfortunately, the crocodile could not escape the fate of dying in prison now. He found that he seemed to be infected with some kind of disease and his health was deteriorating. When he asked the doctor in the prison for help, the doctor ruthlessly refused to examine his body and gave him directly
A few pills for colds and infections will do the trick.
He knew that he didn't have much time left. Instead of being trapped here like an old dog and lying on the ground slowly out of breath and dying, he might as well give it a try and try to escape from prison and gain a chance to survive.
So he spent several months convincing hundreds of inmates to escape from prison with him.
And they focused on the best time to riot - when their group's release was over.
At the same time as their release ends, the prison guards will change shifts. By then, nearly one-third of the prison's force will be concentrated at the sentry position. The interior of the prison is relatively weak, which is the best opportunity for them to cause riots and take advantage of the opportunity to escape.
"Shh-" a loud and harsh whistle sounded.
The break time for this group of people is over.
Due to long-standing habits, they no longer needed the guidance of prison guards. After hearing the whistle, they took the initiative and walked towards the entrance of the building that looked like a fortress.
On this day, everything seemed to be the same as usual. The only slight change was that the criminals left the scene much faster.
By the time the prison guards on duty came to their posts and were ready to hand over, there were very few criminals left in the square.
Just when the prison guard felt something was wrong, the crocodile was the first to burst out at the passage connecting the prison and the square. He pushed the prison guard closest to him to the ground and was about to take them back to their respective cells. He grabbed the gun and pointed at the other guards.
The prison guard called him.
"Bang bang!" Two bullets were fired in a row. Because the distance was so close, the two prison guards had no time to react. They were shot and fell to the ground. The remaining prison guards were also knocked down by the criminals who took advantage of the situation.
"Bang bang bang!" Resistance gunfire sounded intermittently. The criminals were killed and wounded more than ten people. However, the riot had already broken out. The riot of thousands of people was not something that dozens of prison guards could withstand. They resisted for a long time and were defeated.
Being swallowed up by the crowd or fleeing.
The plan went smoothly and the passage was captured!
"Shemale! Block the entrance to the sentry!" Crocodile was overjoyed. He quickly urged the tall man to lead people to block the entrance to the sentry.
Now, due to the handover of prison guards, nearly 80 prison guards with guns have gathered at the sentry post. If they are allowed to rush over, even if thousands of people are killed, they will not be able to hold it back.
"Okay! Arnold! Tyrunde, please bring someone with me!" The lady demon looked very charming in every gesture. She led a few people and a large group of troops to separate, rushed to another passage connecting the sentry, and locked the iron door together.
They were detained and restricted the movement of 80 prison guards.
The number of guards directly under the supervision of this prison is equivalent to 15% of the prisoners, and when including clerical and other staff, the number exceeds 25%. Therefore, although dozens of prison guards were overwhelmed in a short period of time,
, nearly 80 prison guards were locked up, and there were more than 200 armed prison guards waiting for them.
It's just that these two hundred prison guards are scattered everywhere, and it will take some time to gather together to form an effective suppressive force.
This little time is the only chance to escape in the crocodile plan.
"Give the gun to someone who knows how to use it! Save some bullets!" the crocodile reminded the commander loudly, "We are very pressed for time. If you want to escape, just follow me and rush forward!"
"good!"
The crowd of criminals erupted in cheers.
Only about one-tenth of them have had contact with crocodiles and know that crocodiles are organizing prison escape plans, and only one percent of them are fully involved. So from the sudden attack on prison guards to now, most of them have
Most people are either completely unaware and a little confused, or they don't know that the crocodile has planned for today.
Of course, there is a reason why the crocodile is located today.
After years of research, he discovered that at noon on the 12th of every month, a ship would arrive carrying new criminals and living supplies.
The time error of each arrival is no more than ten minutes.
The time when their release ends is when lunch begins. Therefore, as long as they launch a riot after the release ends at noon on the 12th, successfully rush out of the prison and arrive at the dock as quickly as possible, they will definitely encounter a ship that can carry them back to the prison.
free ship.
"Must be fast!" The crocodile did not rush to the front, but conservatively stayed at the front of the team, urging everyone.
The team passed through one iron gate after another. The prison guards in front of each iron gate saw a crowd of people coming to kill them. Some of them had weapons. They gave up resistance and fled in all directions. This made their advancement extremely smooth.
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The crocodile couldn't help but speed up its pace, and gradually ran to the front.
He saw the glimmer of hope, and he wanted to be the first to board the ship!
"Bang!"
A bullet was accurately embedded in the crocodile's forehead. The crocodile still had a smile on his face. He let go of the gun and fell forward to the ground while maintaining inertia.
"Crocodile!" The human demon was always charging at the front. When he saw the crocodile fall, he quickly stopped and went to check the crocodile's injury.
"Bang!"
Another shot hit the human demon in the back of the head, knocking half of the human demon's head away.
The death of the two leaders woke everyone up, and they noticed that the iron door in front of them was tightly closed.
Something's wrong!
The speed of the crowd began to drop sharply.
"Bang!"
From nowhere, another shot was fired, and this shot passed the criminal's ear. The criminal felt the bullet passing by his ear, and immediately screamed and crouched on the ground with his head in his hands.
"My marksmanship has deteriorated." A young man wearing a prison warden's uniform and holding a rifle walked out from the side of the iron gate and walked slowly to the front of the iron gate, blocking the prisoners' way out.
Just as he stood still, the iron door behind him slowly opened, and hundreds of prison guards lined up and rushed in, pointing their guns at the criminals.
"Drop your weapons!" the guards shouted.
Several people immediately lowered their weapons.
When the young man saw someone still hesitant, he immediately raised his rifle and shot one of them. The bullet accurately penetrated the criminal's arm. The criminal felt pain and let go of the gun in his hand.
Other criminals who were still unwilling to give up dropped their guns and raised their hands.
The young man grinned crazily. He threw the rifle to a prison guard next to him, stretched out his hand to comb his meticulous hairstyle, and sighed: "It's so boring."
"Deputy warden, what should we do with them?" a prison guard asked.
"Lock him back." The deputy warden put his hands in his pockets, stopped talking to the mess, turned around and hummed a tune and left. As soon as he took a few steps, he ran into a middle-aged man who was also wearing the warden's uniform under his windbreaker and looked fierce and cold.
Man, "Good afternoon, Uncle Adel."
Warden Sheriff Adel looked at him and asked hoarsely: "Lecter, what are you doing again?"
"Test the prison's defense mechanism." Deputy Warden Lecter replied respectfully.
Adel snorted coldly: "This is different from Lezein. It is not a place where you nobles can do whatever you want."
Lecter shrugged and said with disdain: "Did I do anything wrong? I organized manpower in time to suppress the rioting criminals and avoided the tragedy. I almost want to call my father and ask for a reward."
"Don't let it happen again." Adel brushed past Lecter, "The transport ship has arrived. Go and receive the new batch of criminals and supplies."
"Then I'll spare the trouble for you." Lecter bowed and thanked him. After Adel left, he walked briskly towards the prison door.