Sgt. Claude Barret watched as the last of the Russian Engineers marched down the street. He was perched in his house's upper floor, out of sight of the Russian Engineers' inquisitive eyes. This was his house, as a resident of the once great city of San Fierro; he was raised in the city, and had bought the house in 2017 when he joined the US Army. He prepared to radio in to his unit, as he watched the last of the engineers finally disappeared out of sight, heading down to the bay to assault Easter Basin Naval Station. "Command, this is Charlie 1, the area is secure, I repeat the area is secure." He keyed in. "Charlie 1, this is Command, good job, we are now en route towards your position, out."
He left his empty house to proceed down the alley after the Engineers. He knew this town like the back of his hand, this was due to he fact that he had a previous relationship with the local Triad Tong. Right now he had a dozen Triads who were ready to unleash all hell on the engineers. He was about to signal the start of the ambush, when there was an explosion. He immediately checked on the radio for any chatter about it. He found out it was a Russian submarine being destroyed in the water. So, the Navy finally had decided to join in the fight.
All of a sudden, the Triads started firing. "Shit!" said Barret. He put away his sniper and pulled out his SCAR. He charged out to the street, and started firing. With the Triads safe in the building the engineers concentrated fire on him. Two Russians fell. Than, he felt a hot pain in his leg, and realized he had been shot. He suddenly heard more gunfire.
He looked around and saw a Humvee up the road. He ran up to it and got in. Inside were some medics, and his Company Commander, Captain Sunny Leone. Leone was a San Andrean at heart, and was born in Las Venturas. But unfortunately was not there, because the fighting was worse in San Fierro.
"What the hell happened out there, you could have been killed!" exclaimed Capt. Leone. Claude could tell that Capt. Leone was pissed off beyond all belief. "Sir, its not my fault, the Triads got scared and fired, they were piecemeal, so I tried to intervene." Said Claude. Capt. Leone took this all in, then he spoke. "Whatever, don't let it happen again," he said, "However, you have to know something, your families dead. We found them in a mass grave in Hashbury."