Section Chief

Getting three Prison Guard uniforms was already the limit; trying to repeat the same trick would be treating Prison Guard like dirt.

The collector, dressed in Prison Guard's uniform, walked out of the cell, followed by a fanatic and a murderer. The two of them held Lu Bai in the middle, and after they came out, they locked the cell door behind them.

The group walked down the corridor, and at first glance, there seemed to be nothing wrong. At most, people thought that Lu Bai might have committed some crime again and needed to be taken away for special treatment.

The collector led the way, moving into the cell next door.

The Prison Guard in the next cell noticed the people coming in, especially since one of them was a prisoner, and he had no idea what was going on.

The Prison Guard looked completely bewildered and instinctively asked, "Huh? You guys...?"

However, before he could finish speaking, the four death fighters who had entered the cell instantly sprang into action.

The collector knocked out a Prison Guard with a power drill, while Lu Bai and his two companions each performed their duties, quickly eliminating the prisoners in the cell.

To save time, Lu Bai didn't even change his clothes; he simply wore his Prison Guard uniform over his clothes. The total time spent was measured in seconds.

Instead of rushing to leave the cell, the fanatic whispered, "I just checked, the exit is on the right, but I'm sure there will be Prison Guard there."

"Like I said before, regardless of whether it happens or not, let's consider the worst-case scenario first."

As the collector spoke, he took out his sidearm from his holster, disengaged the safety, and cocked it.

After completing the preparations, Fang added, "Get as close as possible first, but be prepared to force your way in. We absolutely cannot let the Prison Guard lock the passageway."

Upon hearing this, both the fanatic and the murderer drew their sidearms.

Soon after, two more shots rang out as the gun was cocked.

The collector nodded to the three people present.

"Action."

"Ah~ya."

The Monitoring Room was filled with people yawning.

From the perspective of office workers, this time is indeed a bit early.

A Prison Guard couldn't help but yawn again, staring sleepily at the monitor screen in front of him. The repetitive and boring work every day left him with no energy.

Suddenly, when he noticed four Prison Guard walking out of a cell, his heart skipped a beat.

He sensed something was wrong and pulled the condenser microphone in front of him closer to his position.

"Could you ask the duty room which colleagues are on duty today in D3 Area Cell 2? Could you please send me their photos?"

The Prison Guard in the duty room were also drowsy, their eyelids heavy.

However, upon receiving the notification, I promptly relayed the information out of a sense of duty.

The Prison Guard checked the documents several times, his expression suddenly becoming extremely solemn.

I decisively pressed the alarm button at the very top of the console, the one I might not press even once every few years.

At the same time, he quickly spoke into his headset, "Duty room, connect me to the Section Chief of Block D. Inmates have escaped! They're wearing Prison Guard uniforms, and we can't rule out the possibility that some of their colleagues have been injured!"

As the Prison Guard pressed the alarm button, a piercing alarm sounded throughout the entire prison, and bright red lights, signifying danger, illuminated everywhere.

The four prison wards, A, B, C, and D, each housed a large number of prisoners. This sudden change caused an uproar among the prisoners in each ward.

It just so happens that there are quite a few Prison Guard in the various cells counting the number of people.

Some of the bolder ones even let out a loud yell right in front of the Prison Guard.

For these prisoners, a little surprise in their monotonous lives is a real treat.

Even worse, some took advantage of the Prison Guard' momentary panic and suddenly seized their guns.

"Are you crazy? A prisoner from Block D? A prison break?"

The Prison Guard on duty rattled off a barrage of questions, but his hands moved just as quickly.

Although prison breaks are rare, the prison regularly conducts anti-escape drills, and all contingency plans are memorized to avoid making mistakes.

Bang! Bang!

Two precise bursts of fire blew the head off the two-meter-tall Prison Guard at the exit, his body falling to the ground, red and white matter spilling from the bullet holes.

The murderer had no time for arrogance; his face was rather grim. "How could you react so quickly?"

No one gave him an answer; everyone else, including Lu Bai, ran frantically toward the exit.

The exit of a normal prison cell will have two iron doors, which are generally referred to as the AB Door.

There is a space between the two doors. When door A is opened, door B will close. The two doors cannot be opened at the same time.

This design is intended to allow for buffer and reaction time in the event of an emergency.

The prison's exits were designed in the same way.

However, between the AB Door of this prison is a rectangular open area the size of an ordinary classroom.

The group quickly passed through Gate A and entered the open area.

The collector calmly crouched in front of the Prison Guard's body, reaching up and down to try and find the key to open the door.

Unfortunately, this undisturbed state will not last long, as there are still a considerable number of Prison Guard in the prison area.

They heard the gunshots and naturally came to stop them.

"Stop immediately and put your hands behind your head."

"It's not too late to turn back now!"

"Don't be so stubborn!"

While verbally offering advice, his hands readily began emptying the magazines.

Bang bang bang!

Many bullets struck the iron bar, scattering sparks.

Fortunately, the pistols were not very accurate, so none of Lu Bai and the others were hit in the short term.

To put it bluntly, unless you use a lot of bullets to develop a feel for guns, most people's accuracy when shooting a pistol from ten meters away depends entirely on luck.

The murderer retaliated decisively with his gun. Instead of showing fear, the murderer's face flushed with excitement.

Without hesitation, Lu Bai tossed his own sidearm to him.

With his exceptional accuracy, the murderer managed to hold off the Prison Guard's advance using only two guns.

The collector found a bunch of keys on the Prison Guard's body. Despite the intense gunfire behind him, he didn't even bother to turn around and try the keys one by one with steady hands.

It didn't take too long.

The key was inserted into the lock, and the collector turned it.

Click~

The door opened.

"Walk!"

He let out a low growl and, without waiting for Lu Bai and the others to reply, quickly rushed out the door.

Lu Bai and the remaining two fighters quickly followed, simultaneously closing the door again to prevent the Prison Guard from pursuing them.

Aside from the prison cells, given the fighters' skills, the escape was practically complete.

The remaining issues are simply things like climbing over the wall.

But,

That's under normal circumstances.

At this moment, all four of them stopped and cautiously looked at the middle-aged man standing in the open space in front of them.

The other person was dressed in a uniform similar to that of Prison Guard, but with slight differences in style, making it appear more upscale.

He looked at the four people at the gate with a calm expression, which could even be described as having a hint of approval.

"You guys are good. I didn't expect our D Sector to have such skilled people."