American Tax Officer

Cleveland picked up the communication device.

Meanwhile, at the Carson City Tax Bureau Armed Base tarmac.

The pilots were joking and laughing just a second ago, but as soon as a soldier came over and relayed an order, they were ecstatic, rubbing their hands together and leaping into their fighters with the utmost speed.

Accompanied by the roaring engines, F-35, F-22, F-16, F/A-18 Hornets, and other types of combat aircraft taxied and took off, racing towards Las Vegas.

At the West District Entrance.

After David's explanation, the situation blew up online and across the country.

Everyone was anticipating what would happen next with this incident.

The media at the scene, in a bid for viewership, were verbally sparring to broadcast every single detail first.

Just then, the screeching sound of sonic booms filled the sky, causing everyone to stop talking and turn their heads up in unison.

But when they saw the jets streaking towards them, shock was evident on everyone's faces.

However, a reporter quickly recovered and urgently signaled the cameraman, "Quick, point the camera at the sky!"

"Is that... the legendary F-35 stealth fighter?"

"Is that an F-16 fighter jet?"

"Fuck, that's the F/A-18 Hornet..."

"How is this possible, how does the Tax Bureau even have fighter jets..."

As they watched the fighters zoom past in the sky, the viewers watching the live broadcast were dumbfounded.

The Tax Bureau's armed force was known to be very powerful.

Military experts had said that the America Army has the weapons, the Tax Bureau has them all!

But it was just talk, and no one had ever witnessed it firsthand. The truth of this claim was not something that could be verified.

But today, they were forced to believe it.

Because the F-35, F-22, F-16, F/A-18 Hornets, and other types of fighters were right there on display in the sky.

Each of these aircraft was among America's top strategic weapons, and the Tax Bureau had them all.

Besides aircraft carriers and nuclear submarines, what other weapons did the Tax Bureau not possess?

Simultaneously, inside the reservation.

The tens of thousands of Native Americans living there had already been panicked upon seeing the combat choppers, tanks, and armored groups rushing in.

And now, seeing the fighters that they only ever saw on television appear in the sky, desperation filled everyone's hearts.

Because they knew all too well that the missiles hanging on those fighters were not comparable to those on the Apache.

The fighters were equipped with Tomahawk cruise missiles, AIM-120, AGM-179, and other types of large-scale destructive missiles.

Given the population density of their reservation, just one bomb randomly dropped by these fighters could result in the deaths of thousands!

In the reservation's commercial district.

Although this was the area David specifically instructed not to disturb, with the sky filled with combat helicopters and artillery fire, the local people realized something big was happening.

Gamblers at the casino stopped betting, men seeking pleasure on the streets of the red-light district also grabbed their "guns" and ran outside to observe and gather information.

Learning that the Tax Bureau's armed forces had stormed the reservation, everyone there felt a huge impact.

But the appearance of the fighters in the sky was even more shocking.

They had thought that the Tax Bureau bringing in combat helicopters and the tanks and armored vehicles was already extravagant enough.

But who could have imagined that these were just appetizers, and the real heavy weaponry was yet to come!

At the Chief's Manor Entrance.

A group of Elders continued to recount and criticize Dieter's crimes.

Just then, the thunderous boom of fighter jets reached their ears.

Everyone looked up in unison.

When they clearly saw the jets overhead, they, like the media and people in the commercial district outside, had an expression of shock on their faces.

It wasn't until the squadron of fighter jets had roared past overhead that Weidingled said, in disbelief, "The Tax Bureau, how the fuck does it have fighter jets..."

In fact, this question was on the minds of many of the Elders present as well.

Originally, when Angstorm told them that the Tax Bureau's armed forces were very powerful, they thought it just meant they had more men and more guns.

They already found the appearance of the two large helicopter squadrons, tanks and armored vehicle squadrons extremely exaggerated.

But what they hadn't expected was that they had still underestimated the Tax Bureau's armament strength.

They even rolled out the fighter jets!

Was this what Angstorm meant by "very powerful armed forces"?

It was ridiculously powerful!

If it really came down to it, could the Tax Bureau even produce a nuclear bomb?

Although it seemed far-fetched.

But after seeing so many warplanes, they suddenly thought that for the Tax Bureau, maybe a nuclear bomb wouldn't be such a big deal after all.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

While they were still in a state of shock, the loud booming sounds coming from all directions, along with the feeling of the earth shaking, staggered Gael and the other Elders.

At that moment, Gael and the other Elders felt despondent; it seemed like it was all over, completely over.

Because the Apache had launched a missile just a while ago, but although the missile's power was great, it wasn't enough to send shockwaves to their location.

But now, the area where they stood felt the earth shake, surely because the fighter jets that had just whizzed by had dropped powerful missiles on their reservation.

The missile from the Apache had caused dozens of casualties among their tribe already.

How many would the missiles from these fighter jets with such destructive power cause?

300?

500?

Or 1000?

Neither Gael nor the other Elders dared to think any further.

After a while, an Elder gathered his courage, began to lift his head, and looked in the direction from which the sound of the explosion came.

Soon he seemed to have noticed something, some color returning to his eyes, then he frantically looked around everywhere.

After seemingly confirming something, he shouted with a trace of relief, "Wait... they... seem not to be targeting us!"

Upon hearing this, the utterly despondent Gael and others rallied their courage to look around, and quickly they, too, had a look of relief on their faces, like the Elder who had spoken out just before.

Having managed the tribe for so many years, they were, of course, very familiar with the reservation here.

Judging from the areas in their line of sight, those were uninhabited forests and mountain ranges.

In other words, the Tax Bureau was only using the fighter jets to give them a warning, not actually to start a massacre in their tribe!

"Chieftain, what are we still waiting for? They just want that bastard Dieter, right? Why don't we just hand the son of a bitch over and be done with it!"

"Exactly, hand over that damned fool, and the Tax Bureau won't trouble us anymore!"

"..."

Before the appearance of the squadron of fighter jets, although the Elders had suggested handing over Dieter, out of respect for Tewin, they refrained from using insulting words like bastard and fool.

But now, after the fighter jets had not only intruded into their territory to show off but had also dropped so many missiles all around, they naturally wanted to take out their anger on Dieter!