Depths of grief ch. 14
A/N: I do not own upotte and only my OCs. Any ideas for another upotte fanfiction?
As the girls woke up with skin covered in a bit of sweat form the heat they slept under heated blankets on top of each other Scar tapped sig on the nose saying "I'm glad you enjoy my boobs but can you get up so I can go get dressed please and thank you?" and she just blushed as she saw that Sigs hands were on her chest and gave her a soft squeeze then got up and grabbed her automatic and started to make a run for the door as she thought that the same people who performed the drive by the day before were coming back only for the guests to hold up badges saying "we are members of the BKA and we have been tasked with investigating the drive by shooting last night so may we enter?" and sig opened the door and shook the hand of the young men who introduced themselves as franz Kepler and Johannes grousinger and they were allowed in and asked "how do you think the shooters found out where you lived and do you have any enemies who could have pulled that off?" and the girls said in unison "who couldn't have pulled that off would be a shorter list" and they heard the cops say "we have been read in but we have to investigate even though our investigation will be passed on to you guys so we know what will happen" and the girls nodded and opened a case of coke and started to drop their souls.
Looking at the cops who had sat for 4 hours listening to the girls say that they had been basically the victims of a reprisal squad of neo-Nazis but they thought that they could defeat them on their own and the cops found out just how tenacious the enemies would be as they walked out to their car both the car and the mail box exploded sending shrapnel into the air with only Franz getting severally injured and as he was loaded into the ambulance his partner looked at the girls and said "you girls have a blank check to kill any of those sons of bitches and make them pay for what they have done so make sure they don't leave the country or live to see tomorrow" and they nodded and grabbed a few beers knowing that they had been burned but they wouldn't give a damn because anyone who knew that would soon be dead. Making a plan to kill them the girls all grabbed the weapons that they had hidden when the police had shown up. Smiling and slapping in the magazines into the weapons and making the vow that they would kill any of them who would have the unfortunate luck to stumble across the group who would shoot first and maybe a little more then try and ask a question or two after they were dead and they all knew that it would be a long day. Slapping the mags into the wells all they did was turn on the tv and saw that the news had reported that the detective they worked with had been killed so they all laughed and said "here's to the stupid people who won't live to see tomorrow" as they knew that neos had been drug dealing so the girls all started to piss off and ruin the source of income while the others would hit the drug houses and use the money for ammo and upgrades which would be a great help in the weeks to come.
Turning off the mechanic which they had been watching after the news the group had the GSG9 undercovers put bulletproof vests on under their shirts with a shirt under the vests to keep them safe and then the girls all went out after having a few beers looking for drug dealers. Looking at the groups who had just gloated about that dealer having the best 8-balls and dippers around they waited till he was alone and walked up to him and as Sigma asked "Hey man do you have any of the good stuff?" and as he turned around to get some samples a shot rang out and the man's head exploded splattering brain matter all of the walls and sig packed up to move saying "one down many more to go and I'm going to pack up in case they picked up the shot" and they ran into the night making off with the proceeds of a busy night as the cops showed up for the first of a spree of such kills all with no brass found.