Vic took a small rest on the bed in his barrack. He stared at the clock on the wall. It was now 8:27 PM. He sat up on the edge of the bed and started stretching his arms out as he yawned loudly. He had did so much training throughout the day, as well as take over every last empire around Vice City, and needed a respite after everything he went through to earn the money for his brother's medical bills.
The pager on the nightstand started beeping, and Vic picked it up to answer it. It was from Pete.
"Hey, Vic," the message read. "Lance told me that you got back into the army. Congratulations, bro! Hope those two jobs out there in Florida weren't a waste for you though.
Vic sighed. Pete still didn't know that his two older brothers were involved with crime life after Vic had lost his two jobs thanks to the Cholos a couple of weeks ago.
He strapped his pager to his belt, went to grab his assault rifle from the weapon locker, and stepped out of the barracks.
The sun was on its way to setting below the orange-violet evening sky. The wind was blowing silently. Vic looked around to be glad to see the inside of the military base for the first time since after he was wrongfully discharged from the army.
Vic decided to see Sergeant Peppah and headed over to his office to have a word with him. Sergeant Peppah's office was located just a few blocks around the area.
Vic came to the sergeant's office door and knocked loudly. Vic waited for about ten seconds until he saw the door swing open. Sergeant Peppah stepped out of the office.
"Vance," he greeted. "A pleasure to see you. Come on in."
He guided Vic inside the office and handed him a chair to take a seat in. Sergeant Peppah walked behind his desk and took a seat himself.
"Greetings, Sergeant," Vic answered.
"Now listen, Vance," Sergeant Peppah started to explain, "your pal Phil told me the whole story. We would definitely help you out with your little war you have with the Mendez gang, because as you have already figured out, we soldiers are all opposed to drugs."
"Oh I figured that out all right, believe me," Vic told him.
"Phil also said that Sergeant Martinez was responsible for getting you kicked out as well," Sergeant Peppah continued.
"That's right," Vic replied.
"Here's the bad news though," Sergeant Peppah told Vic, which prompted the latter to make a disappointing facial expression.
"Bad news?" Vic asked.
"Yes," Sergeant Peppah answered. "Unfortunately, since Sergeant Martinez has escaped to God knows where, there isn't any proof that he was responsible for all the things we're all opposed to."
"So what's that mean, Sergeant?" Vic asked.
"It means that unless you cal validate proof of him performing illicit deeds, especially ones we strongly oppose to, Sergeant Martinez will not be charged."
"Ah shit," Vic muttered. "So you're just gonna let him get away with everything he's done?"
"I'm the sergeant, Vic, not the police," Sergeant Peppah told him. "The only way he would be discharged is if you provided proof of him being responsible for drugs."
Vic took a second to think about this. "You know what, sergeant?" he told Sergeant Peppah, "I think I know what to do."
Vic hopped out of his seat and left the office.
When Vic stepped outside, he decided to ride a parked PCJ-600 parked right against the wall and started the engine. He started to ride and headed to the exit, driving through the road leading to Viceport.
Vic made a right turn on the road to finally drop by at Phil's place. He hopped off the vehicle and walked around Phil's place in search of the arms dealer.
"Phil!" Vic called. "Phil, you in here!"
"Over here, Vic!" Vic heard Phil call behind him.
He turned to see Phil welding an AK-47. "I had a feeling you would need my assistance sooner. But congratulations for getting back into the army."
"Hey," Vic told him. "I wouldn't have been back in if it wasn't for you. So thanks, Phil."
"Anytime, Vic," Phil told him. "A man this determined definitely deserves a second chance."
"I know," Vic replied. "Well anyways, you've worked for Martinez before in the past, right?"
"I'm his past gun dealer, Vic" Phil answered. "Duh."
"Well I hope you know that he's also a notorious drug dealer as well," Vic responded.
"Vic," Phil told him, "why are you asking questions you already know the answer to?"
"Because," Vic answered, "Sergeant Peppah told me that until we get proof to him and the other soldiers that shows this fact, Martinez will continue to keep his undeserved position as a soldier. So we must find some dirt on Martinez so that he will finally get a taste of his own medicine."
"I'm with you, Vic," Phil answered. "After all, I also want that asshole to pay after what he did to my sister."
"Believe me, Phil," Vic told him still steamed over that fact, "I want to get my hands on Martinez myself for doing that."
"That's great," Phil replied. Now we just have to find Martinez and see where he's running off to."
Just then, Vic caught a glimpse of a person riding a green Streetfighter though Viceport. It was definitely Martinez.
"That's him!" Vic told Phil.
"Follow me," Phil urged Vic.
He guided Vic to his Walton and the two hopped inside, with Vic taking the wheel and driving away. He drove out of the exit of Viceport and made a right turn on the bridge, following Martinez, but staying as far away as possible. He didn't wanted Martinez to realize that he was being followed.
As Vic followed him, he noticed that Martinez was holding a plastic bag containing something inside. Vic didn't wanted to get too close to see what it was. He just continued driving while stealthily following Martinez meticulously.
Martinez then made a right turn on the intersection of the road leading to Ocean Beach. Vic and Phil followed him at the docks in the end.
"That's the spot where he was talking to the feds," Vic announced.
"Which reminds me," Phil added reaching inside the glove compartment to pull out a video camera. "This will give us a chance to catch him in the act."
"Great thinking, Phil," Vic told him. "You're finally using that brain of yours."
"Hey," Phil replied, "when you pick this time to go sober, your mind becomes clearer than you expected."
"Good point," Vic replied.
The two exited the Walton and crept up closer to get a good shot of Martinez from the docks speaking with one of his allies.
As Phil filmed Martinez making a deal with his allies, Vic crept to the Streetfighter and reached into the bag. Inside, he pulled out a couple of videotapes and wondered why Martinez had them.
"Hey Vic!" Phil called. "You better get here quick! Looks like Jerry's making a deal with those guys!"
Vic came to witness this and saw that Martinez was offering the allies a bag, presumably drugs. Vic and Phil had caught Martinez in the act.
"Looks like Sergeant Peppah got his proof now," Vic announced, "and Martinez is about to take a long mile in my shoes after we play these along with it."
Vic showed Phil the videotapes, and Phil stared at them in awe. "Those must be the security tapes in the military base," Phil said.
"Exactly," Vic replied. "Meaning it has everything Martinez has been doing while he was "on duty"."
"We gotta get the video to Sergeant Peppah before Martinez catches us," Phil announced.
So before Martinez could spot Vic and Phil, the two hopped inside the Walton and rode away. Vic pulled up onto the road of Ocean Beach and rode straight down the road.
"Martinez is definitely going to get a nice surprise once Sergeant Peppah take a watch of those videos," Vic said making a left turn on the bridge leading to Viceport.
"I can hardly wait to see the look on his face once he gets exposed," Phil added.
Vic finally crossed the bridge to drive up to Viceport. He drove through the road leading to the Fort Baxter Air Base. He finally made it to the military base and he and Phil parked outside of Sergeant Peppah's office.
Vic and Phil showed Sergeant Peppah the videos on the television. Aside from Martinez making a deal with the allies, the other videos showed Martinez sniffing cocaine in his office and sneaking prostitutes inside as well. He was also calling some more of his allies to provide the drugs he was smuggling. Sergeant Peppah stared in shock.
"Wow!" he uttered. "I can't believe we let all let his illicit deeds fly over our heads."
"Told you that Jerry was no good," Phil told him.
"So you going to discharge Martinez as a Sergeant now, Sergeant Peppah?" Vic asked.
"Not yet," Sergeant Peppah told him. "Because Martinez's men will just charge and attack this place. So it's best we do this discreetly. Just get some rest. I will explain everything tomorrow."
Vic and Phil walked outside. "Okay, Phil," Vic told Phil, "I'm beat right now, so I'm going to call it a night."
"No problem, Vic," Phil replied. "Good luck tomorrow, soldier."
Phil then walked away, and Vic turned to return to his barracks. He was going to have a long day tomorrow.