American tax officials

Chapter 110 Have you ever seen armed tax collection?

This night was destined to be a sleepless one for many.

Since the Al Capone incident, the IRS has not deployed armed forces to collect taxes for a long time.

Therefore, the inspectors in the lake area are all very much looking forward to seeing what kind of reaction it will cause nationwide if such a thing really happens tomorrow.

What kind of deterrent effect will this have on criminals in the lake area and even across the country?

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Native American tribes...

"Father, please don't let me fall into the hands of the IRS! If I do, I'll probably never get out of here. I'd rather be dead!"

Now, Dieter is truly terrified.

After David left today, setting a deadline, many elders in the tribe realized that things couldn't be allowed to continue to deteriorate, and thus began to waver in their decision to hand him over.

Although no one has said it outright yet, he knows very well that once one person steps forward and speaks out, it could very well trigger a chain reaction.

At that point, not only his father, but even his uncle Garr might not be able to protect him.

"Now you're scared? Where the hell were you before?!"

Twen looked at his good-for-nothing son and was furious.

He was strongly opposed when Dieter said he wanted to develop outside the tribe.

Because he knew very well what kind of person his son was. He was alright within the tribe, but if he caused any trouble, his influence within the tribe could still suppress him.

But outside the tribe, it's hard to say!

But unexpectedly, the thing he least wanted to see has happened.

"Father, I know I was wrong. I will never go outside the tribe again. I will stay in the tribe and take care of you in your old age..."

Seeing Dieter's remorseful expression, Twen felt helpless.

Native American tribes have a strong sense of male dominance; the more men in a family, the more confident they are in their speech. He only has one son, and if he were to get arrested by the IRS...

Not only will he lack confidence when speaking in the tribe, but he might not even have anyone to help him observe mourning in the future!

So no matter what, we absolutely must protect it.

"Stay right here!"

Twen left those words and walked out the door.

Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the training ground where the tribe trained its warriors and guards, where about 1000 young Indian men had gathered.

In addition, Wifley is also here.

Upon seeing Twen arrive, he immediately went to greet him and said, "As you instructed, I have gathered the tribe's most elite warriors here!"

Twen nodded in satisfaction and asked, "Has the chief 'checked' things?"

"I've arranged for people to keep an eye on him, but Twen, isn't this a bit inappropriate? If things escalate, neither of us can handle it!"

"What are you afraid of? We don't really want to fight the IRS. We just want to show them we're not to be trifled with, and then try to talk things over!"

"What if the talks don't go through?"

Twen turned and glared at Willard, demanding, "What do you mean by that?"

"Twen, I think this matter ends here. The rest is none of my business!"

"Unrelated? You think you can get away with this? Don't forget who helped you settle things six months ago!"

"you……"

Upon hearing about what happened six months ago, Wifred instantly became furious.

Six months ago, he made a big mistake, and in principle, he should have been removed from his position as elder, but Twen helped him suppress it.

He initially thought that Twen was just being kind or wanted him to owe her a favor.

Unexpectedly, ever since Twen seized this leverage, he has been blackmailing him until today.

If he hadn't been caught red-handed, how could he have done such a stupid thing as buying weapons from Twen and arming tribal youths to fight against the IRS?

"Okay, don't worry, you've taken care of this. I promise, everything from before is wiped clean, and I won't bring it up again!"

Hearing this, Wilfred's anger subsided somewhat, and he said through gritted teeth, "You'd better keep your promise!"

Twen smiled, then stepped onto the platform and said, "Fellow clansmen, I believe you have all heard about the IRS. Did you know that the IRS has no law enforcement authority on our reservation? So why did they dare to come in and arrest Dieter?"

"It's simple, because they came up with a black tax bill. What does this black tax bill mean?"

"It's very simple. From now on, many industries in our tribe will have to pay taxes to them. You heard me right, that means all of you will have to pay taxes to the IRS..."

It has to be said that Twen does have some brains.

He knew very well that these soldiers weren't fools. This wasn't about defending the country; there was no way they would willingly fight against the IRS for his son!

But if you fight for your own benefit, that's a different story!

The black tax bill just happened to give him an excuse.

David and his group entered their reservation today under the pretext of the Black Tax Act to conduct their investigation.

That means the Black Tax Act also has the power to enforce laws against illegal transactions within the reservation!

The profits from illegal transactions within the reservation were not only pocketed by the elders and high-ranking officials, but also shared among the tribe's Native Americans.

People are motivated to fight against the IRS for their common interests!

as predicted.

Upon hearing that the IRS was going to use the Black Tax Act to fleece them, the more than 1,000 people at the scene instantly became agitated.

They, the Native Americans, have never paid taxes since the founding of the nation.

On what grounds does the IRS make them pay?

Arresting Dieter is acceptable; although they are unhappy, they don't have a particularly strong opinion about it.

But it won't do to touch their interests!

"Fuck you! The IRS dares to collect our taxes? We'll fight them!"

"That's right. We don't care about other places; this is our reserved territory. If the IRS dares to come in and ask us for money, we'll kick them out!"

"..."

Seeing that he had already set the mood, Twen was secretly pleased. Realizing that the time was right, he immediately gave a wink to his dozen or so confidants.

The confidants immediately understood and went into the nearby tent to carry out boxes of weapons.

……

the next morning.

When David arrived at the bureau, he found that the atmosphere had changed drastically. All the inspectors were distracted and full of anticipation.

David ignored him and went straight into his office.

And just like that, time quickly came to 11 a.m.

Bucky walked in: "Still no news from the Indian tribes about handing over the people!"

David sneered, then stood up and walked toward the director's office.

(End of this chapter)