Little Jacob Stories: You Say Deal...We Say Steal!
Jacob parked his car behind the Cluckin' Bell, well out of the way of any cars that would be parked nearby. As he sat, listening to the sound of the radio, he held an AK-47. It was of course fully loaded but just in case the deal went sour he knew he'd have it. On the dashboard was a Glock 17 semi-automatic pistol.
A bright-silver Infernus roared into the parking lot, two men stepped out. Both looked to be Russian, large fists and big gold chains that encircled their thick necks.
"Yo breda, whaddup man?" Jacob said leaving the AK in the ar and sticking the Golck into the waistband of his baggy jeans.
"You go the stuff?"
"I bring the stuff, yeah breda."
Jacob opeend the boot of his car and took out a pump action shotgun. One o the buyers took it and held it in his beefy hands.
"So breda, I and I get down to deal breda?"
"You say deal...we say steal!"
A 4x4 powered towards them as one of the bodyguards fired a shotgun blast that impacted on Jacob's car. Jacob grabbed his piece and shot the man twice in the chest and grabbed the shotgun. He blasted the other bodyguard and sprinted back to his car and slammed the key into the ignition. The 4x4 contained six men armed with AK-47s. Jacob retrieved his own AK and stuck it out of his window firing half a clip towards the 4x4. The 4x4 hammered out of the parking lot followed closely by Jacob. Jacob grabbed his Glock and stuck his hand out of the open window and empited the weapon into the rear of the 4x4. He chucked the Glock onto the passenger seat and snatched up the shotgun. He drew up level with the car and squeezed off a single blast into the right-back-passenger seat. The glass shattered and someone screamed.Jacob took his hands off the wheel as he reloaded his shotgun before firing again. His car slammed into the back end of the 4x4 and it was rammed off the road. The wheels squealed and the car rammed into a ditch.
"Yeah take that me breda!"
The driver went limp and the man Jacob had shot was obviously dead, but the remaining five men dragged themselves out of the car and into a line of trees.
Jacob grabbed his AK and a load of clips he followed. His car bounced but stayed on the track. On of the thieves fired an automatic weapon, probably a Tec-9 into the wind-screen of the car. Jacob jumped out an took aim with his rifle. he fired twice, both shots found thir mark and burrowed deep into the man's chest. a thin plume of blood flew into the air. he sprinted after the remaining four thieevs, firing the rest of the clip into the trees; shots tore through trees and slammed into leaves.
"Rob me now mudda fucka!"
Jacob followed them into a clearing and dived into a thick bush when a man cut loose with his AK-47. Jacob knelt behind a thick tree and stuck his hands around the trees and fired six rounds. The gunfire paused as Jacob reloaded. Then he remembered what he'd put in his jacket pocket. He took it out fumbled with it and through it into the trees.
"Take this you fuckin' thiefs! I gonna slit your throats pricks!!"
The grenade soared through the air and then exploded. Killing at least one of the men and injuring another. The last two sprinted from cover. Jacob brought one of them down with ten shots to the back. The other was the leader. Jacob fired once. the bullet tore through the man's calf and shattered his shin and knee. the man screamed as Jacob discarded the now empty AK and withdrew the Glock. He slammed a clip into the base of it before cocking the gun and standing menacingly in front of the man.
"See ya in hell breda!"
Jacob fired and then turned away.