American Tax Officer

Chapter 141: Chapter 111: Enforcing the Law in the Reserve!

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In their memory, the last time the National Tax Bureau deployed armed forces was during the era of Al Capone.

But there is a point worth comparing.

The crime syndicate of Al Capone was arrested by the National Tax Bureau in the '30s of the last century.

At that time, the National Tax Bureau was the American Army, but it didn't have the heavy weaponry like M1 tanks, Black Hawk helicopters, or Apache armed helicopters.

But now, not only has the National Tax Bureau deployed so many armed personnel, but they've also brought out so much strategic equipment from the America Army. Who in the world are they trying to capture?

Or is there an even more brazen tax evader than Al Capone emerging?

As this incident fermented on the internet, it quickly topped the charts on major social platforms like Facebook and YouTube.

All the people were waiting to gobble up this sensational piece of news.

And the media in Nevada State, of course, couldn't miss this great opportunity for traffic, and they too took helicopters and cars, following the trail of the National Tax Bureau's armed forces to see what was going on.

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Indian Tribe, West District Entrance.

David's side was still waiting for the arrival of the armed forces, while the armed Native American youths opposite did not drive them away or engage in any dialogue.

Both sides spent nearly an hour in this undisturbed state.

"Director, it's 1 o'clock..."

Nisen came up to remind him, and David also looked at his watch, which indeed showed it was 1 PM.

"Da-da-da-da..."

As David and the others were lost in thought, a sudden roar from the distant skies caused the inspectors to involuntarily turn their heads to look.

"That's... our armed forces are here!"

"Oh shit, that's a Black Hawk helicopter, I've only seen those in movies!"

"Not just that... there's also the Apache armed helicopter, so cool!"

While the National Tax Bureau has its own armed forces, apart from the Al Capone case in the last century, it hadn't mobilized them again.

And for many inspectors on the scene, not only was it the first time they witnessed the mobilization of the new era armed forces, but it was also the first time many of them saw heavy weapons like the Black Hawk helicopter and Apache armed helicopter with their own eyes.

This excited them greatly at that moment.

On the other side, the armed members of the Indian Tribe, naturally weren't blind and saw the helicopters whizzing towards them.

When they saw these heavy weapons, only familiar from television, appearing before their eyes, many youths were instantly scared stiff, even feeling that the guns in their hands weren't guns anymore. In front of these significant killers, they suddenly felt as if they were holding a piece of wood.

But before they could react,

a long line of vehicles suddenly appeared under the helicopters... oh no, to be precise, tanks and armored fighting groups!

Facing such an aggressive steel torrent, the already stunned Native American armed youths felt their legs weaken.

Many had never left the tribe in their entire lives, much less been on a real battlefield, faced with the impending sense of war, no one had such mental fortitude; at that moment, all they wanted to do was drop their weapons and run back into the reservation behind them.

In the midst of these thoughts,

the helicopter formation had arrived at the scene, and the leading Black Hawk helicopter descended first.

Soon after, seven or eight fully-armed personnel carrying assault rifles disembarked, adeptly dispersing to the surroundings, seemingly protecting some important person disembarking from the helicopter.

Shortly, a Colonel stepped out, walking straight up to David, extended his hand, and introduced himself, "Hello, Director David, I'm Colonel Cleveland from the National Tax Bureau Nevada Armed Base, and I'm in charge of this operation!"

Although it was his first time meeting David, he had already seen David's photo through files, so he recognized him immediately upon arrival.

David also extended his hand for a handshake and said, "Colonel Cleveland, hello, I'm Director David from the National Tax Bureau Lakeside District Sub-Bureau, and I'm glad for your support!"

"Just part of the job. What would you like us to do next, Director David?"

Cleveland had merely been ordered to lead the armed deployment but didn't know much about the case. Hence, upon arriving, he had to listen to David for instructions.

David glanced at the two major combat helicopter formations in the sky and the tanks and armored groups preparing to arrive from behind, and asked meaningfully, "Colonel Cleveland, is this it?"

Cleveland knew what David meant and responded with a smile, "Our base isn't too far from here. With the speed of the combat aircraft, just one order, and we can be here almost instantly!"

David nodded and then gestured for Nisen to come over. Understanding the cue, Nisen promptly took out a map from the car and spread it in front of them.

"Colonel Cleveland, I need your helicopters and tank armored group to enter from here, here, and here. Also, try to avoid these, these, and these places from getting destroyed. On the way, if you encounter any resistance, you're free to execute them on the spot, and then surround this place!"

As David spoke, he pointed out the layout of the Indian Tribe to Cleveland.

He specifically instructed not to destroy certain areas because they were bustling districts for black market transactions within the tribe – after all, he still needed to collect taxes and did not want to cause significant tax revenue losses.

As for the areas to be surrounded, they were the dwellings of the Indian elders and Chieftain – controlling these meant controlling the entire tribe!

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"Understood, and what about the fighter jets, when do they need to be deployed?"

"There's no rush for that, just move in first. The fighter jets will make their final appearance later, to give them a bit of a shock. That way, afterwards, our National Tax Bureau will have an unquestionable presence in their tribe. They will all bring their taxes in accordance with the Black Tax Act every month!"

"Got it, understood!"

Colonel Cleveland immediately picked up the communication device and commanded, "All squads, listen to my orders. First group …"

Over at the West District checkpoint.

"Laurie, Laurie, what do we do now?"

The armed Native American youths had finally come to their senses. They began to fix their gaze collectively on Tewin's trusted envoy.

Just as this envoy named Laurie was about to say something, he hadn't even spoken when he suddenly noticed the helicopters overhead starting to advance towards the tribe's territory.

And the tank and armored vehicle groups below were also converging from all directions, causing his scalp to tingle.

He could only suppress his fear and shouted, "Everyone listen, do not fire, do not retaliate, we'll talk later!"

In fact, there was no need for him to shout, these Native American youths might be interested in defending their interests, but they were not foolish.

With their few broken guns against the two massive helicopter formations in the sky, and the ground tank and armored vehicle groups, it would be strange if they weren't blown to smithereens!

"To the individuals up ahead, this is the National Tax Bureau Armed Forces enforcing the law. Lay down your weapons and do not make any hasty moves; otherwise, it will be met with deadly force without question!"

The lead armored vehicle, while moving forward, also used a loudspeaker to issue a warning.

And the Native American armed youths at the checkpoint, watching the powerful steel tide approach, although angry about their territory being invaded, most of them still hadn't lost their reason and slowly laid down their guns and raised their hands.

Seeing that the Native Americans were being reasonable, the tank and armored vehicle groups did not fire but gradually drove into the reservation.

Because of the two massive helicopter formations.

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the reservation area, some tourists, as well as other Native Americans, were stunned upon seeing such a scene.

But before they could react, the entry of the tanks and armored vehicles set off unparalleled panic among everyone.

The uninformed tourists and members of the Indian tribe thought the military was about to go to war with the tribe. Some screamed in terror.

Fortunately, the loudspeakers on the armored vehicles assured them that it was merely the National Tax Bureau carrying out a mission and that they would not fire indiscriminately, which somewhat calmed the tourists on the periphery.

Meanwhile, at the Chieftain's Manor Hall.

The deadline had passed, and everyone's nerves were stretched to the limit because they knew very well that even though Senator Marcus had managed to constrain the National Tax Bureau's armed deployment, Director David was not going to let it go easily.

They might have put a stop to it temporarily, but certainly not forever!

Just as everyone was frowning and anxious, a Native American in his prime rushed in, anxious and flustered. He first looked at Gael, then turned to Tewin and hesitated to speak.

"What has happened!?"

Seeing the young man's expression, Gael knew something must have happened, and that Tewin was definitely keeping something from him.

"Chieftain …"

The young man still did not dare to speak directly and looked towards Tewin again.

"If you don't speak up now, you'll be punished according to tribal law!"

Hearing the reference to tribal law penalties, the young man didn't dare to hesitate any longer and quickly said, "The National Tax Bureau's armed forces have already invaded our reservation!"

"What did you say!"

Upon hearing this, Gael, including the rest of the elders present, all turned pale with shock, and some even stood up in fright.

"When did their armed forces come, and how could they suddenly invade our reservation? Tewin, you damned fool, aren't you going to explain!?"

Gael turned and glared at Tewin, knowing that the news of the National Tax Bureau's armed forces' arrival must have been suppressed by Tewin.

It was only because the National Tax Bureau's forces had now entered the reservation that the information could no longer be held back and was exposed.

At that moment, Tewin also cursed inwardly, repeatedly cursing Senator Marcus's ancestors in his heart.

He hadn't expected that even after promising so many benefits to the Senator, he still couldn't handle things on the Nevada side and had allowed the armed forces to be sent over.

"Dada dada dada…"

Before Gael, Tewin, or any of the elders present could say anything more, a huge roaring noise coming from outside made them rush out the door.

But once they got outside and saw the Apache Armed Helicopters and the Black Hawk Helicopter formations sweeping back and forth in their tribal skies, everyone felt an inexplicable panic.

Senator Angstorm had warned them that the National Tax Bureau's armed forces were very powerful, but they did not expect it to be so powerful that even the Black Hawk fighters and Apache Armed Helicopter Formations would be brought over.

Given the destructive power of Apache Armed Helicopters, which could easily destroy tanks and armored vehicles, if they were to drop a few bombs on their tribe, how many people would die?

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