Cyrus observed Payne's grin, and guessed what he was going to do. He was correct. Cyrus stood with Payne, and grinned when Payne spat on one of the guard's gas mask. The guard shouts profanities, and then tackled his inmate. "Fuck it," he mumbled as they all began kicking Payne. Cyrus got behind one of them and began choking him from behind with his own metal handcuffs. Green prayed that Riley was going to work on those cameras, this was about to get messy. Cyrus dropped the first guard, the poor bastard lay limply on the floor, his windpipe was probably damaged.
Two guards jumped on him, slamming him to the floor, leaving three around Payne. This better be worth it. Green let the guards get a few shots in, thank god he had eaten that power bar and candy, he could take a few hits, for now. One guard made a move towards his pistol, Cyrus slapped it out of the man's hands, hopefully one of the prisoners would be able to pick it up. This beating better be worth it. If this didn't work, living would be hell with these guards around. They would do everything they could to make the prisoners' lives as painful as possible. Cyrus knew this was a make it or break it situation, would they be able to pull it off? Their plan was shit, they should have spent more time in it. It probably wasn't smart to beat in the guards either, but he wasn't just going to stand there. At least now all the guards were occupied.