Chapter 44: The Invasion of Rancho
I Know You
New Arcadia (One Week Later)
The sound of slow jazz and the smell of burning candles seemed to fill the ears of Lee as he found himself lying back shirtless on the bed of Luna watching as the fully nude Cuban woman bobbed her head and swirled his tongue on his member.
As she pulled him out with a wet pop and started to stroke him off though he saw that he wasn't even slightly hard as the Cuban woman continued to stroke him off with her saliva acting as a lubricant.
"I've been doing this almost an hour and you still aren't hard." She let out while looking to the Chinese man angrily. "Is there something you want to tell me?" she asked.
"No I'm just, under a lot of stress after everything that's been going on." He replied while she continued to eye him angrily. "I'm almost there, come on." He let out while Luna rolled her eyes before going back to sucking him while rubbing the nipple of her right book across his member.
As she did this though Lee quickly found himself reaching for his pants pocket, pulling out his cellphone and seeing that he had a missed text from Mark telling him about a meeting later that day. After responding to the text though Lee quickly found himself going through his pictures where he found one he snapped of a familiar Vietnamese woman when she was sleeping after they'd had sex.
Seeing this picture seemed to bring a smile to the face of Lee as he took in the sight of her exposed breast, smooth skin, and calm face. His reaction didn't go unnoticed either as Luna gave a low squeal before she pulled Lee out of her mouth and noticed that he was now completely erect and almost bigger then she'd ever seen him.
"There we go." She let out before planting a kiss on his tip and then moving to climb on top of the man while Lee slowly set his phone back down before letting out a low moan as Luna completely engulfed his dick inside of her moist womanhood and started to bounce off him.
"All I needed was a little elbow grease." She let out while Lee nodded his head before looking up at the ceiling and imagining that it was Mai who was riding him, yelling things to him in Vietnamese instead of Spanish, kissing his neck, and moaning out his name.
He didn't want to say it out loud and he hated knowing it but Lee had to admit inwardly or not it was because it was the truth.
Lee was sprung…over an IAA Agent.
Elsewhere
Lee wasn't the only one getting a taste of action on this morning as Mark found himself pounding into Ana's moist cunt while the woman let out a series of moans from under him. Unlike Lee Mark wasn't having any trouble pleasing the Chinese woman who had her nails dug so deep into his back that she was literally painting the tips of her nails red with his blood.
"Mon amour, je ne te laisserai jamais partir." Mark spoke out letting his French accent flow as he pulled Ana closer to him while the IAA Agent wrapped her legs around his torso and literally licked the side of his neck while Mark ran his tongue against the lobe of her ear.
"Same time!" Ana let out with a look of lust on her face as she let out a rather intense orgasm that left Mark cumming as well as the duo then shared a kiss that must have last for at least five minutes as Ana finally pulled away from Mark with a wide smile on her face.
"I got to catch a plane." She let out before giving Mark a gentle slap on the cheek and then rolling from under him.
"Still not gonna tell me where you're going?" Mark asked as he watched her make her way into the bathroom and sway her hips in the process.
"Nope!" she replied while Mark gave a slight chuckle.
"Still not letting me go with you?" he added before rising from the bed and making his way over to his pants.
"For the last time no." she shot back while Mark gave another chuckle. "I won't be doing anything too serious and besides you say that like you're much use in a fight right now." She added while Mark looked down at his still bandaged leg and shoulder.
"I can push past pain." He replied while Ana gave a chuckle of her own from the bathroom.
"Well right now you don't have to and that's final." She shot back while Mark rolled his eyes. "Are you coming to get cleaned up as well?" she asked inviting him into the bathroom with her.
"Give me a minute I want to make sure Thire and the others got back to Los Santos in one piece." Mark replied while Ana rolled her eyes before making her way in the bathroom.
As the sound of the shower head turning on Mark quickly dialed a number that didn't belong to Thire but someone else instead.
Liddell
"Yeah!" Answered Jimmy as he found himself sitting on the living room couch of an apartment in Liddell with his cellphone to his ear with the familiar tone of Mark's voice filling his ears.
"Are you ready?" Mark asked.
"I'm packed and I was just about to call Lee to see if he was ready to get picked up." Jimmy responded while Mark nodded his head. "Remind me again why we're flying out of Red Stick Airports instead of New Arcadia. It would save us time from that layover stop we have in Sunbelt?" he added.
"Because Ana's flying out of New Arcadia Airports in a few minutes and she doesn't know about this little incursion so it's best you two don't run into her." Mark replied speaking in a whisper so that the IAA Agent couldn't hear him. "Which reminds me you won't be going straight to Los Santos Airport either, you'll be heading to a smaller airport in Vespucci. Just in case she's got eyes and ears there." He added
"Understood, Thire and the others should have touched down by now and are probably touching down now as well. Hopefully they can convince Lou to give us a safehouse until you're all better." Jimmy replied.
"Aye, just remember to not do anything stupid brother." Mark finished.
"Affirmative, I won't let you down." Jimmy finished before he and Mark gave each other their goodbyes and hung up their phones.
"You're leaving!" the sound of the familiar voice caused Jimmy to snap his head around in the direction of the tone and notice a familiar African American woman standing in the doorway with a concerned look on her face.
"Yes I need to handle somethings for your brother." Jimmy shot back causing Gwen to go wide eyed. "I'm sure he'll send someone else to watch over you while I'm gone." He added.
"What if I don't want anyone else?" she replied to Jimmy's confusion as he turned to face her and noticed the serious look on her face. "You're different than my brother or any of his other friends." She added.
"How so?" he asked with a raised brow.
"For one you're quiet with Lee sometimes I feel like I can't get a word in, Link doesn't talk with much confidence, and the others are intimidated around me." She let out while Jimmy continued to eye her. "But you you're quiet, confident, and…fearless. The way you talk the way you move, like a broken man with nothing to live for." She finished.
"The Army does that to you." He replied with a slight chuckle.
"See right there even when you laugh it doesn't seem like a normal laugh like you're forcing it. Like you're pretending to be normal, but in reality…you're hollow inside." She let out while Jimmy gave her a serious look.
"As much as I like sitting here and being analyzed, I got a plane to catch and this is something that's too important for me to miss." He shot back while moving to stand up.
"Does it have something to do with that scar on your face?" she asked causing Jimmy to stop in his tracks and turn to face her with wide eyes. "You talk in your sleep, sometimes about Dockington, sometimes about training, sometimes about Sunbelt, and your friends…but you mostly talk about gutting whoever the guy was that gave it to you." She added while Jimmy eyed her closely.
"I bare his mark, so he's gonna bare mine." Jimmy shot back with venom in his tone.
"You don't have to think about it as a sign that you were vulnerable." Gwen let out as she approached Jimmy as started to rub his scarred face.
"Stop!" he let out only for her to continue until he finally pulled away from her. "I need to go!" he let out before walking away from Gwen while the girl watched him leave.
Metra, Lincoln Parish
The sound of silence seemed to be the only thing that filled the ears of Ernesto as he found himself sitting alone in his living room looking at a picture that was taken of him just months before he was sent to prison and months before he lost his eldest son.
Also in the picture was himself, his wife Marisol, and his sons and daughters. They took it just months before they pulled of the heist that changed their lives forever. He was sent to prison, but more importantly it was the same heist that got his eldest son Luis killed.
He didn't like to remember losing his son, it was a smudge on his life that he wish he could take back. Even trade his own life to bring him back, the same way any father would. Eve sitting down and looking at the picture filled him with so much pain. He lost his wife and son, and he could potentially be losing his youngest.
Miguel had decided to stay in Sunbelt, that the business of the Varrios in New Arcadia wasn't his own. He didn't blame his won for his decision, if it wasn't for Cruz, Lady Joker, and some of the Vatos in the Barrio he'd have left as well. It wasn't because he was afraid of losing them, but more or less he was afraid they would get themselves killed.
He and Marcus Roman had a somewhat strained relationship. He saved his life and Marcus saved his own in a sort of weird strained yet violent relationship that the duo had and in that relationship he knew that he was the only thing keeping Cruz from going after and killing Mark or any of BSU and he knew that he was the sole reason Mark didn't just go ahead and wipe the Vagos, Azteca's, and Marabunta off the board completely in New Arcadia.
It was a weird relationship but it needed to be if lives were to be sparred.
Before Ernesto could think more on the matter though the sound of a loud creaking seemed to catch his attention as he snapped his head around and drew his .44 Magnum before pointing it in the direction of the kitchen, where he heard the noise come from.
"Come out with your hands up now!" he ordered before pulling back the handle on his weapon.
"Don't worry I'm unarmed." Came a somewhat familiar voice as Ernesto raised his brow before watching as a familiar blonde haired Caucasian man came walking out from the kitchen with both of his hands in the air. "I'm just here to talk." Link stated.
"Why should I believe you?" Ernesto asked with anger in his tone.
"Please if we wanted you dead do you think Mark would have sent me?" Link asked with a slight chuckle as he lowered his hands.
"You managed to sneak in here without anyone noticing you, you got in my house, and I bet you made that sound on purpose because you wanted me to know you were here instead of just walking up on me." Ernesto stated with a seriousness in his tone. "You aren't as innocent as a lot of people think you are." He added earning a smile from Link.
"Touche!" he let out while Ernesto eyed him closely.
"So why are you here?" the Onda member asked.
"Mark wants to meet with you, alone, to talk about…whatever it is you want to talk about." Link let out earning a loud scoff from Ernesto.
"And he really thinks I'm stupid enough to come to him alone and unarmed?" Ernesto asked.
"He didn't say unarmed you can bring you piece if you feel comfortable with it, but you won't be needing it." Link let out while Ernesto raised his brow as he watched the BSU member reach into his back pocket and pull out a piece of paper before setting it on the nightstand next to Ernesto's chair. "The address and time to be there is in the paper, showing up is your choice but just know all he wants to do is talk…nothing more." Link finished before stepping away from the nightstand.
"Answer me this question then, why did you come instead of him?" Ernesto asked.
"Less likely to shoot me than anyone else." Link replied. "Trust me I didn't want to do this and not because I'm scared to get shot but because I'm still pissed about that damn trick you put me through." He added.
"That wasn't my idea, you should have known Neto would try something after what you did to him." Ernesto let out.
"You went along with It, besides he's getting what's coming to him." Link let out before making his way back into the kitchen.
"You know you can take the front door." Ernesto yelled out.
"Yeah and get shot by some Pee Wee who wants to earn a rep, that would be bad for all of us." Link retorted before making his way out of the kitchen door while Ernesto stood by and watched in silence before walking over to the nightstand, picking up the paper, and looking at it.
Elsewhere
"I can't go with you to the airport?" Mark asked as he watched Ana dress herself in a red button up shirt, black jeans, and black shoes.
"Not unless you want to walk back here on your bum leg." Ana shot back while Mark rolled his eyes as Ana approached him with her usual smile. "Don't worry I'll be back in a few days. I just gotta handle somethings and then I'll be back to you." She stated while wrapping her arms around Mark who gave a low chuckle before responding with a quick kiss.
"In the mean time Alison will be checking in on you regularly to make sure that you aren't doing something you shouldn't." Ana stated while Mark rolled his eyes.
"Don't trust that I can't lay in my bed and stay still." He let out while Ana gave a loud scoff.
"We both know the answer to that." Ana replied before giving Mark a quick kiss on the lips. "Behave!" she let out before walking away out of the room before finally heading out the front door while Mark gave a serious of deep breaths before shuffling his way over to his closest and grabbing some clothes.
Cypress Flats, Los Santos
The drive back to the Flats wasn't long for Thire as he, Echo, Hardcase, Samuel, Jesse, and Tup found themselves pulling up in front of the BSU clubhouse in the cities Belleview Heights District. The clubhouse wasn't really much to look at only a one story house surrounded by barbed wire fences, an area to park cars, and a outdoor venue in the backyard.
Thanks to many of the BSU members within the Los Santos area coming from many wealthy families it wasn't hard for them to spare no expense when it came down to erecting their clubhouse.
As the group stepped out of their cars and made their way inside of the building the song Killing in the Name by Rage Against the Machines quickly filled their ears as they were quickly greeted by several members of the Cypress Flats chapters who slapped their hands, patted them on the back, and congratulated them on coming back safely.
The news of what happened in New Arcadia seemed to spread throughout the country and it didn't take the other BSU Chapters long to realize that Mark and his crew were at the center of it with BSU members from the Cypress Flats, Vespucci, and San Fierro Chapters backing him up.
"Glad to see you boys are back!" came a familiar voice as Thire turned his head and noticed a Caucasian male with short brown hair, dark brown eyes, and wearing a black t-shirt with blue jean pants walk up to them with a smile on his face. Amongst the BSU members this man was known as Kix despite the very violent name he was one of their none violent types essentially because he was the groups medic since he was a licensed EMT.
"Glad to there were times when I thought we wouldn't make it." Replied Thire as he rubbed the back of his head.
"Just glad I don't have to patch you up." Kix shot out with a slight smile as the group turned their heads and noticed a rather muscular looking woman of Japanese descent with short hair that was dyed a bright red with blue streaks, bright brown eyes, and wearing a red t-shirt with Rise Against on the front, blue jean pants, and black and red running shoes.
This woman's name was Ren, she was still relatively new to BSU only joining after meeting a few members who frequently came to see her in her roller derby matches across Southern San Andreas. Despite being new though she was very well liked and could easily hold her own in fights.
"So what was it like out there?" she asked with a slight raised brow.
"Intense almost to the point where-." Started Samuel before he was quickly cut off by Hardcase.
"FUN, it was the funniest experience of my life. I got to use a .50 Caliber Machine gun that shit was fucking awesome." Hardcase yelled out with glee in his voice as he imitated the noise of the high powered weapon while a few of the BSU members stood by in awe at the tale he told.
"Sounds like one hell of a day." Came a familiar voice that caused everyone to turn their heads and notice Lou standing in the doorway of the clubhouse eyeing the group closely.
"Like Nonpoint said, "What A Day" huh." Hardcase added while Lou turned to Thire and Echo.
"Can you two talk with me in private?" he asked earning raised brows from the duo before they quickly followed him to the back of the room.
Sunbelt City
The flight to Sunbelt wasn't long for Lee and Jimmy as they found themselves stepping into the airport and making their way to the next terminal. It was only a thirty minute flight from New Arcadia to Sunbelt depending on wind speeds but the group still arrived early and were now sitting in a waiting area for the plane to start boarding.
"Fucking layovers." Said Lee with a hint of anger in his voice as he watched the sea of people go around him while Jimmy gave a chuckle before they both turned their heads and noticed a news report coming from Los Santos.
It wasn't much of a new report though instead it was a news anchor reporting from a candle light vigil that was being held for the people killed in the gang attack on Rancho a few weeks prior. The attack was a result of Lee's wiretap so in a way he was at fault for the young girl, elderly woman, and few others who got caught in the crosshairs of the gunfight.
"That bloods on our hands you know." Jimmy let out while Lee nodded his head. "You don't feel anything for them?" he asked with concern in his voice while Lee remained silent.
"I ever tell you the story of why I choose to use a Shotgun over any other kinda gun?" the Chinese man asked while Jimmy gave him a raised brow.
"Personal preference." Jimmy responded earning a slight smile from Lee.
"Back in Dockington the BGA gave sent me and Mark out on a mission. We was supposed to drop this dealer that wasn't paying his taxes. That was the night they had just given us some brand new Mac-10's, they was nice." Lee let out with a slight chuckle before his voice turned hard as stone. "We rolled up, and sprayed the house. Next morning we found out we hit the guy, but we also hit his mom, grandmother, and girlfriend." He finished causing Jimmy to go wide eyed.
"Some in the BGA looked at us like heroes and some looked at us like monsters, at the end of the day though we knew we had to move on. Things like that happen in wars…you just gotta move past it." He finished earning a slight nod from Jimmy.
"Shotguns are for close range, you want to kill someone you gotta get up close and see their face-." Jimmy started before Lee nodded his head.
"Minus the collateral damage." He added while Jimmy nodded his head.
"Since we're sharing sob stories then brother can you humor me this?" Jimmy asked earning the attention of Lee. "Have you ever felt…alone." He asked earning a raised brow from Lee.
"Alone, brother I'm one of the few Asians in a gang that mostly white and I mostly hang with black guys." Lee let out earning a shake of the head from Jimmy.
"Not like that, more like….you want to be with someone but at the same time you don't want to be with someone." He stated earning a slight nod from Lee.
"Like you like someone but you can't be with them because I know that." Lee shot back.
"More like you want to be with someone but at the same time you don't care about anyone enough to let them in." Jimmy shot back earning a chuckle from Lee.
"Yeah I know that feeling as well, a guy gets lonely and sometimes one night stands are good but there are times where you want to connect with someone on a deeper level. I know that to." He stated.
"So what do you suggest I do?" Jimmy asked while Lee thought of a clear answer all the while thinking of his one night stand with one particular Vietnamese woman.
Before the Chinese man could answer though the duo was interrupted by a loud scoffing sound that caused them to lift their heads and notice a somewhat familiar African American woman standing before them with a serious look on her face.
"Of all the people to run into in an airport." said Lee with a hint of sarcasm in his voice as he noticed Tasha standing before him dressed in an airport uniform.
"I would have preferred it if you'd stayed away." The BSU female shot back with a hint of anger in her tone.
"What's with the getup, things getting hard with the Sunbelt Chapter that all of you need to get real jobs?" Lee asked.
"Nothing is wrong with our chapter, getting jobs is what normal people do when we don't want to sell drugs." Tasha shot back while the duo rolled their eyes. "So where's your blood thirsty psychopath or is he still banged up?" she asked earning a roll of the eye from the duo.
"You slept with our blood thirsty psychopath even let him try a few things." Jimmy let out earning an angry look from Tasha.
"Drop dead." She shot back before looking to Lee with anger in her eyes. "And I hope you're happy." She added to the duo's confusion.
"A couple of nights ago Lars as his guys got killed along with Shawnee and Whitney." She let out earning a chuckle from Lee.
"Really, somebody killed Little Lars and the Dick Brigade. I figured those pricks would all OD on some sour shit but this was my next option." Lee let out with a slight chuckle.
"How can you laugh at that, they're all dead because of you. You taught them how to rip off drug dealers and now look at where it got them." She shot back.
"We taught them how to rip off dealers for their money, not rip them off for their drugs then constantly get high on the shit instead of selling it. That's on them, not on us." Jimmy shot back.
"Plus why are you mad about that, those fuckers were stringing out our own guys on drugs. With them gone that's kinda a blessing." Lee replied.
"Unlike you two I don't see anyone dying as a blessing." She shot back.
"That's because you haven't run across people who've wronged you so much that you want them dead." Lee replied as the group heard the announcement that their plane was starting to board.
"You're no different than them, you sell drugs and they use them." Tasha started. "What makes you any better?" she asked with anger in her tone as she watched the duo stand up.
"We still have all of our teeth, money in our pockets, and we aren't going down on dudes just to feed our addictions." Lee shot back. "There's a big difference between us and them." He added.
"That's not the principles BSU was founded." She let out.
"Thank goodness we didn't found it then." Lee shot back before walking away with Jimmy in tow as the duo made their way to their loading gate.
New Arcadia
The sound of the front door opening quickly caused Mark to whip his head around and look on with wide eyes that soon softened as he noticed a familiar redheaded woman looking up at him with a look of concern in her face as she noticed that despite being heavily bandaged Mark looked dress to go.
"You're not going anywhere." Alison let out with a hint of anger in her tone that caused Mark to let out a soft chuckle.
"Good day to you to Ali." The Creole stated as Alison walked over to him and tried to push him back down onto the couch.
"I mean it Mark you're not going anywhere in your state." She let out.
"Don't worry I'm not going far I just gotta go check on some things at the club." He replied.
"It's still too dangerous for you to be out on the streets. Not only are the gangs still gunning for you, NAPD are also stepping up their efforts of looking into you and your family." She added while Mark chuckled.
"And I invite them in doing that, but right now they have nothing to worry about." Mark let out only for Alison to put her hands on his shoulders and keep him in place.
"Please don't go!" she let out with sadness in her tone.
"I know you're worried, but you have nothing to worry about. I'm gonna go have a drink with an investor at the club. You can even drop me off there if that'll make you feel better." Mark let out causing Alison to go silent as she stared into his eyes before finally speaking out.
"Alright you get a few hours out but I'm letting Ana know about this." She let out.
"Tell her there's nothing either of you need to worry about I swear." He let out while Alison continued to stare at him closely before walking away while Mark breathed a slight sigh of relief before pulling out his cellphone and opening up his plane tracker app.
Lee and Jimmy's plane had left Sunbelt Airport almost two hours ago and they were making great time but they were still about three or four hours away from their destination. The flight seemed to be making great time, probably from hitting some high winds, either way though Mark wasn't complaining. It just made their short trip to Los Santos quicker.
Cypress Flats, Los Santos
"Absolutely not!" yelled out Thire with enough bass in his voice that it sounded off throughout the clubhouse even for the members who weren't in the room to here.
"If what you're telling me is true and an Azteca from Rancho may be behind the death of my brother Lyle then we have to respond." Lou shot back with anger in his tone.
"Thanks a lot for opening your big mouth Hardcase." Yelled out Jesse.
"Hey I'm just repeating what I heard Mark, Lee, and Link were whispering." He replied.
"That maybe the Azteca they got beef with in Rancho is behind the death of my brother." Started Lou. "That's a pretty bold statement and if it's true or not we're gonna handle it." Added Lou.
"Prez, Lee and Jimmy are on their way here to talk about how they're gonna handle this guy. We should let them deal with their own problems instead of sticking our noses in it." Stated Samuel.
"We're hitting Rancho…and that's final." Said Lou as he started to make his way out of the main sitdown room of the clubhouse where the other members of the BSU stood by watching as Thire grabbed Lou by the arm and pulled him back.
"Think about this man." He let out only to be stopped as Lou pulled himself away from his right-hand man.
"It would seem that our brothers have brought some insightful news back with them from New Arcadia." Lou yelled out earning the attention of all the members who turned their heads and looked at him with raised brows. "It would seem that Mark and his crew are fighting a war with an Azteca in Rancho and their war has swept BSU into it." He let out to the shock of everyone in the room.
"This Azteca, made a move on us…he's believed to be the one to be behind the death of my brother Lyle." He added furthering everyone's shock.
"This Azteca has shed my brothers blood…and for that he must die." Lou started drawing a much larger crowd then before. "He brought the fight to us, so now I want to take the fight to them…in Rancho." He added with more venom in his tone.
"So whose with me?" he asked earning a loud chorus of angry yells from the BSU members causing a smile to spread across the face of Lou who turned to Thire.
"Seems like the family has spoken brother, so get in line." Lou yelled out before walking away while Thire, Echo, and the others stood by in shock and awe.
"Lee and Jimmy aren't gonna like this." Whispered Echo earning nods from the group.
New Arcadia
With Mark's car still being in the shop after the attack, the youngest Roman has been relying on the aid of others for rides and right now was no different as he rode in the passenger seat of Alison's Tailgater while the woman drove him to the club.
The duo had mostly riden in silence with only the song Spine by Promise and Monster playing on the radio. This was mostly because things were still a bit tense between the duo with heated feelings and even now those feelings seemed to pour out as Mark faced the window but occasionally looked out the corner of his eyes to watch Alison's breast jump up with each rode bump they hit.
The top two buttons were undone giving off a view of her necklace, but also a nice view of the top of her cleavage. His eyes then moved south to her soft toned legs that were snug within her dress pants. To add to it she recently washed her hair, the smell of her lavender flavored shampoo hung in the air and seemed to bring a slight smile to the face of the youngest Rom
His actions didn't go unnoticed though as Alison looked out the corner of her eyes and noticed the eyes of the Creole glued to her body. This caused her to blush, she didn't like feeling like a piece of meat but she had to admit that she loved the attention of the youngest Roman.
As she hit another bump, along with her breast jumping this time she let out a slight moan that Mark easily noticed and couldn't help but to lick his lips over as he watched the woman move her hand down from the steering wheel and to her clothed thigh. Seeing this reaction brought a slight smile and warm feeling to Alison who gave her own lick of her lips to draw another reaction from the youngest Roman who had to give a slight cough in order to hide his arousal.
"We're here!" he let out in a disappointed tone as Alison stopped her car in front of his club and watched him step out of the vehicle and look back at her with a slight smile.
"Can you come pick me up when you get off?" he asked while Alison looked away from him.
"I'm gonna be a while, wouldn't you want someone else to come and get you?" she asked.
"I would, but I want to prove to you that I ain't doing nothing wrong." He let out while Alison rolled her eyes at him.
"You better not be." She let out before giving the Roman a slight smile before watching as he made his way into the club before driving off.
"Well you're here!" came a familiar voice that caused Mark to turn his head and notice Link, Davey, and Eddy standing in the doorway of the building.
"Question is though is will the guest of honor show up?" asked Eddy earning a slight nod from the youngest Roman.
"He will, get the place ready for when he does." Mark replied before walking past the trio who followed him into the club and quickly closed the doors behind him.
Los Santos (Hours Later)
After an almost seven hour flight Lee and Jimmy were finally stepping out of Los Santos airport being mindful to keep their faces as hidden as best they could without drawing too much attention just in case Ana had the place bugged without their knowledge.
As they rode in their taxi towards the groups main clubhouse in Cypress Flats the duo couldn't help but to raise their brows as they noticed the series of cars parked in front and around the building.
"They have a party for us?" Jimmy asked as e and Lee stepped out of the taxi and made their way through the front door of the clubhouse where they noticed a series of people standing in and around the doorway.
"Holy shit!" said one bald Caucasian man as he stepped aside along with a girl with her hair dyed bright red with a black bandanna wrapped around it as they watched Lee and Jimmy walk past them.
As the duo finally broke through the crowd they quickly noticed that all eyes were on them and along with that Lou was kneeling in the middle of the room over a small stockpile of guns while Thire, Echo, Jesse, Hardcase, Samuel, and Tup stood behind him.
"What's all this?" Lee asked as he watched Lou stand up with an emotionless look on his face.
"Our revenge." Lou shot back while Lee and Jimmy sent looks to each other. "If we'd have known you were coming we would have made a few more request for firepower." He added.
"Firepower what do you need firepower for, what is all this?" asked Lee with anger in his tone.
"We heard about your little tit for tat with an Azteca in Rancho and how he may have been behind the death of my brother." He let out while Lee and Jimmy sent looks to Thire and the others and watched them quickly send their looks to Hardcase.
"That's a hunch, he's targeted BSU before knowing that none of us are affiliated with you anymore." Lee replied while sending an angry look at Lou.
"It's just a hunch, well it's a hunch we're gonna move on and in a few hours there won't be any Azteca's in Rancho." Lou stated earning a serious of loud yells from the BSU members in the room causing both Lee and Jimmy to turn their heads and smile.
"Wow, you really believe that." The Chinese man stated with sarcasm clear in his voice.
"We know that brother." Lou shot back.
"Really because let me tell you now, this guy held his own against Mark even did a number on Mark and the both of us. Plus he's got another guy whose skilled enough to take down Jimmy here, who I want to remind everyone here is Army." Lee shouted as loud as he could. "So what makes you think that you, and everyone here can kill him?" he asked before looking down at the guns before the group.
"What you got here seven 9mm Glocks, a .38 Revolver, six M9A1 Beretta's and a MP5 Submachine Gun that look all to familiar." Lee added before looking to Thire and Echo already knowing that these were guns they'd been given from the New Arcadia group. "You got a Smith a Wesson Model 586 Revolver that's nice, an AR-15 that looks like it's been worn down, and oh what the fuck is this?" Lee asked as he reached down and picked a World War II era M1 Carbine.
"Did someone go digging through their grandads trunk?" Lee asked with anger in his tone. "You got four Shotguns Mossberg 500, Remington 870, and I expect to see this shit in the south but not the West Coast." Lee pointed out as he picked up an old fashioned Double Barrel Shotgun that looked like it belonged to a Country Bunkin.
Lee's remarks were starting to not sit well with Lou and the other BSU members as they continued to watch him go through their guns. "AND WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?" Lee asked as he picked up a Walther P38 Pistol.
"What fucking WWII Nazi did you take that relic off of?" asked Jimmy.
"Jimmy do they even make ammo for this kinda gun anymore?" asked Lee.
"Someplaces." Jimmy replied as he took the weapon from Lee and looked it over. "If someone uses this thing they're more than likely gonna lose a few fingers because this shit is worn down and unkept." He added.
"Therefore garbage." Lee yelled out before tossing the weapon across the room. "This has some promise though." He added as he reached down and picked up a Taurus Raging Judge Revolver.
"Oh and look at this, this guns got some stories to tell." Lee let out as he looked at the top of the gun and noticed that it had marks crossed into it possibly indicating people killed by it. "Wow thirty five people have died from this gun, but I guarantee none of them were killed by any of you." Lee added while eyeing the group with a smile.
"Enough!" Lou shouted.
"No because you need to hear it before you go off and march everyone here to their obvious deaths." Lee let out while eyeing Lou angrily. "None of you are killers, none of you are trained assassins, and none of you stand a chance getting involved in one of war conflicts." Lee stated.
"Then why don't you fight beside us since this is basically both of our problem?" asked Lou earning a chuckle from Lee.
"Because I got enough blood on my hands and I see enough of my dead friends at night when I sleep." Lee let out with anger in his tone. "And I damn sure don't want to see any of you in my dreams." He added with venom in his tone.
"Then stand beside us, we have a better chance of survival with you two standing with us." Lou let out while Lee stood in silence. "You don't need Mark to make this decision for you." He added earning an angry expression from Lee.
"You really want this?" Lee asked with anger in his voice. "IS THIS WHAT ALL OF YOU WANT AND BE HONEST." He added while looking around at all of the BSU members within the room and watched as a few nodded their heads while another few looked doubtful.
"Fine then, let's get you all some real guns." Lee let out before walking away while Lou looked on with a smile as Lee and Jimmy both walked away.
"You sure you want to go through with this brother?" Jimmy asked earning a slight nod from the Chinese man.
"No, but this assholes gonna lead everyone down a hole where there's a Machine Gun waiting for them. At least with us there helping them we maybe ale to get a few of them out alive and turn a few others away." Lee stated while Jimmy nodded his head.
"Well then if we're going through with this, you know what I want." Jimmy let out while Lee nodded his head.
"I know and I'll be right beside you when you're facing the prick." Lee let out while both he and Jimmy made their way out of the building.
New Arcadia
The drive to the 17th Ward wasn't long for Ernesto but it was risky as he drove a dark blue Peyote near a neighborhood where he noticed a few African American men and women standing on the corners and in front of the stores watching him as he went by.
This made the Onda member somewhat uneasy as he kept his eyes on the road while also gripped the handle of his .44 Magnum as it lay on the seat next to him.
After a few more minutes of driving Ernesto finally reached his destination and immediately pulled his car up along the side of a large nameless building that looked almost like it might have been abandoned and was placed in a part of the city that could be best described as "Sketchy".
As Ernesto tucked his .44 Magnum and stepped out of the car though he was surprised to hear the familiar blasting of loud rock music coming from inside of the building. The sound of which caught Ernesto by surprise as he made his way through the front door and noticed that despite the buildings raggedy design on the outside the inside was a rather impressive looking nightclub with leather upholstery and furniture, bright red walls, an illuminated floor, a VIP section, and a rather large bar next to a DJ booth where a bald African American man was scratching a turntable.
It was at the bar where he noticed a familiar Creole sitting alone on one of the benches while a short haired African American woman wearing a tight black shirt that exposed her pierced bellybutton served him a drink.
At first glance Ernesto thought this might have been the best chance to take out the youngest Roman, for he was so close with his back turned to him but he also knew that Mark probably wasn't here alone aside from the girl and the DJ, for Lee or the other one may be in the VIP section looking down on him closely. With that in mind Ernesto decided to just play along and see where the night would take him.
As he approached the bar area he quickly noticed Mark looking down into a glass of what looked like beer at first glance. "I thought you BSU guys were drug free?" he let out earning a slight smile from Mark who watched him take a seat next to him with a smile.
"Still am, this is Ginger Ale." Mark replied with a chuckle. "Tia get my man here a drink whatever he likes." Mark ordered causing the woman to approach Ernesto who moved to turn her down.
"I'll be alright without a drink." Ernesto stated.
"Nah you're getting a drink what's the point of coming to a club without grabbing a drink?" Mark asked. "Oh yeah we don't trust each other like that yet." He added earning a confused look from Ernesto.
"I tell you what to set up a trust between us, how about you order something and whatever you order…I'll have a glass of it." Mark stated to the shock of Ernesto.
"Really you're gonna drink whatever I'm having?" Ernesto let asked with a raised brow earning a nod from Mark.
"Try and remember I'm a light weight." Mark replied while noticing a slight devilish smile spread across the face of Ernesto.
"Alright then get me some shots of Tequila the strongest you got." Ernesto let out while Mark raised his brow in shock.
"If I didn't know any better Ernesto I would think you were trying to get me drunk." Mark let out while Ernesto gave a sick smile.
"Better become a heavy weight quick now ese." Said Ernesto as the duo watched Tia set down two shots of Tequila in front of them with a slight smile before walking away.
"Bottoms up!" Ernesto said as he took his shot glass and quickly downed the Tequila while Mark looked his over before taking a slight sip then downing it like a child would with medicine. Then to Ernesto's humor the youngest Roman immediately started coughing and pounding his chest.
"Another round over here for me and my friend." Ernesto called while Mark gave a loud groan with watery eyes.
Cypress Flat, Los Santos
"So how are you gonna do this?" Lee asked as he found himself standing in the back office room with Jimmy, Lou, Thire, and Echo as a map of the city of Rancho was displayed before them.
"What do you mean?" Lou asked as he eyed Lee confusingly.
"Your attack on Rancho, what did you have planned for it." Lee replied with a hint of frustration in his tone.
"Or did you even have one short of running in guns blazing?" Jimmy asked.
"The plan was to go in and blast Azteca and Vago in sight." Lou replied.
"Guns blazing ain't no plan." Jimmy shot back with a hint of anger in his tone.
"From what we've been able to dig up on Rancho it's a pretty big neighborhood with a lot of gang activity. The Vagos are almost all over the area, the Azteca's can be found mostly on the northside, and there is an old Balla set that's still active on the South Side." Lee stated while the group looked at him closely. "We ain't hunting ball sacks so we should mostly focus our attack on the Northside this point." He added while pointing at the map
"Jamestown Street, it's where the Vagos and Azteca's are most concentrated especially here the Rancho Housing Projects." Lee stated.
"The next point of interest is here Roy Lowenstein Street, it borders both Rancho and Davis and is a disputed area between the Vagos and Aztecas. So we should find the both of them there in the neighborhood near the hospital." Lee added.
"Good they're all gonna need doctors after we're done with them." Hardcase yelled out causing both Lee and Jimmy to look at them.
"If you think that then you're gonna be on my team of guys going there." Lee said with a hint of venom in his tone since both he and Jimmy were still pissed at Hardcase for running his mouth.
"No problem with me." Hardcase shot back.
"This place ain't that big but the Azteca prescence there is probably large so I'll need about two squads of Fireteams with me on top of a few cars full of guys." Lee replied to Lou's confusion.
"Fireteam!" He let out with a raised brow.
"Yes a Fireteam, a four man team with two Rifleman, a Grenadier, and an Automatic Rifleman." Jimmy let out confusing Lee.
"You were the guy who went to the Army so keep that military talk shit to a minimum." Lou let out earning a low growl from Jimmy.
"If you want shit done right then I suggest you listen and learn something." Jimmy stated.
"Thanks to Mark's friends within the Madraza's we got our hands on guns but none of these guys can really be considered Fireteams brother. Hell cannon fodder is a better fit brother." Lee replied.
"Hey we're standing right here you know." Samuel shot back with a hint of anger in his tone.
"As long as you all can follow directions with bullets flying over your heads then that's fine by me." Jimmy shot back before looking back down at the map.
"Well then brother you're the one storming the Jamestown Projects what do you see is fit for you?" Lee asked as he eyed Jimmy.
"Three squads composed of six fireteams made up of thirty-nine guys on foot with additional support in vehicles." Jimmy stated before looking at Lou.
"You had three Sniper Rifles in that pile of guns, somebody in your ranks have experience with Sniper Rifles or did they steal that from a crazy relative?" asked Jimmy.
"Yeah Sid Parker and his brother Dale Parker, they're brothers but apparently they've got a crazy uncle who taught them how to snipe tires on moving cars." Tup stated.
"Get them both in here." Lee ordered.
"And your man Kix, you said he's a licensed EMT so he's got some experience pulling out bullets we're gonna need that." Jimmy added before looking back to Lee. The duo were able to score a fair amount of guns for everyone from the Madraza's, but they we're able to get the same amount of bullet proof vest so the casualty count was gonna be pretty high.
As the duo sent looks to each other though they were interrupted as Tup returned with two men of Caucasian descent both with long blonde hair and bright blue eye and a look that made them both think that they were white trash and possible Rednecks.
"You two know how to use those Snipers you brought?" Jimmy asked.
"Hell yeah man I can hit a squirrel between the eyes from seventy yards out." Stated Sid showing off his severely messed up teeth that came after he was hit in the face by a Skinhead with some brass knuckles.
"Cousin Cleetus showed us a lot." Dale shot back with his eyes hidden behind a pair of wireframe reflective glasses.
"You ever shoot a living person?" Lee asked.
"Once on accident, actually a couple of times." Sid replied.
"Good, you two are our Sniper Team." Jimmy let out to the duo's confusion.
"All you two have to do is move around undetected, find a spot you can Snipe from, and do your thing." Jimmy stated.
"Can do!" Dale and Sid both said out loud as both Jimmy and Lee nodded their heads.
"Alright you got your troops and your cars you're gonna use for this shit anything else before we start our War of Aggression." Lou asked.
"This ain't no War of Aggression, sure you're attacking them by any means necessary but this is more of an Asymmetrical War. That's a war where one side is better equipped and trained then the other and it doesn't take a genius to see whose the stronger force is here." Added Jimmy earning an angry look from Lou.
"I suggest you save that aggression you're feeling now because we're moving out in a few hours." Lee replied while Lou eyed him angrily before watching the Chinese man walk away with Thire and Echo following behind them.
"Are you sure you want to lead them into battle in such a few hours?" asked Echo. "These guys don't have any real gun training, tactical training, and some of them haven't seen death before." He added.
"Plus it's gonna be dark soon, a lot of these guys have never used a gun before and them not knowing where to shoot in the dark is gonna be harder on us especially if we're looking over our shoulders at one of these guys aiming at us." Jimmy replied.
"We don't have time for that so we're just gonna have to work with what we got." Lee shot back with a hint of anger in his tone. "In the meantime I'll work on getting us some overwatch." He added before walking away.
New Arcadia
The sound of the clacking of a keyboard seemed to be the only thing Alison could hear as she found herself doing more paperwork to her superiors explaining the mass gang assault in New Arcadia a few days ago.
The heads of the FIB weren't happy with the results of their time in New Arcadia so far they haven't been able to bring them anything gang related or even more information on the whereabouts of Patrick who was still a ghost in the wind.
They weren't happy and if she didn't get results soon they may shut down their entire operation, meaning she would be seeing New Arcadia in her rearview mirror again, with Mark along with it.
Before she could think more on the matter though she was interrupted by the sound of her cellphone ringing causing her to quickly answer it and be greeted by a well too familiar voice.
"Hello Mark's favorite snowbunny." The voice let out causing Alison to tense up at the sound of the man's voice.
"Patrick!" she let out.
"It's good to hear my name slide off your lips again." He let out while Alison gave a low growl. "Did you miss me?" he asked with a slight chuckle.
"After all this time I was beginning to think you were dead." She replied.
"Me dead, whose dangerous enough to do that?" he asked. "Don't tell me you think that psychopath of yours can do it because he hasn't gotten to that point yet." He added.
"What do you want?" Alison asked with venom in his tone.
"To let you know that I'm back in New Arcadia and that I'll be in touch." He let out causing Alison to shiver in fear at his remark. "See you late you PAWG." He finished before hanging up the phone and causing Alison to start to hyperventilate in her office.
Elsewhere
"AHHH SHIT!" Mark let out as he rubbed his forehead while taking down another shot glass of Tequila with Ernesto.
All together the duo combined for drinking a total of sixteen shots of Tequila, eight each, and Mark was already starting to show signs that he was drunk as Ernesto noticed that he was lightly giggling and smiling to himself while he was barely tipsy.
"This is nice!" Mark stated as he moved his arms up and down and feeling how almost weightless they felt on him.
"It is, you still haven't explained to me why you brought me here though." Ernesto let out while taking another swig of his drink.
"You don't like watching me get red in the face and banging my head on the bar?" Mark asked.
"As funny as that is, I'd preferred it if we got down to the serious business on why you wanted me here." Ernesto replied while Mark looked around.
"Do you like this place?" Mark asked to Ernesto's confusion. "This is my big investment, a staple to all of New Arcadia to let them know that I'm the top dawg in this town." He added.
"A good investment, tell me this though why is the inside so nice but the outside looks like something you would see in Blaine County?" Ernesto asked while Mark chuckled.
"I forget you're old, you see the new thing with clubs is that they're hidden in plain sight and in places where nobody would want to go. The seedier the better and this place looks like a combination of where a triple homicide took place and a guy can get a blowjob at a glory hole in the back so it's perfect." Mark shot back with a chuckle.
"You youngest have no respect for your elders." Ernesto replied with venom in his tone.
"Not true I respect you, hell I respect you more than a lot of other cats in these streets. You're an old school OG with a sense of honor and respect." Mark let out while Ernesto nodded his head.
"Oh yeah, well what does that make you?" Ernesto asked while Mark took a small shot of his drink before chuckling.
"I'm the guy who's trying to get like you in a different age and different city filled with wilder animals who call themselves gangsters." Mark stated with a chuckle. "All the while, not trying to turn into them myself." He added.
"You sure you ain't one of them already?" Ernesto asked.
"You sure you haven't lost your honor and respect along the way?" Mark asked.
"You'll never achieve the sheer level of respect I get from mi Varrio." Ernesto replied.
"That's because you grew up in an age full of respectful gangsters while all I got is a bunch of disrespectful thugs." Mark replied. "Half of whom want me dead." He added.
"You still haven't told me exactly why you brought me here." The Onda member let out with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"You helped me out back there against Doom and the Apostles. I figured I at least owed you a drink and sometime so that we can talk about your…friend." Mark replied while Ernesto chuckled.
"You mean Neto, you know for a guy whose screwing an IAA Agent you seem to worry too much about him." Ernesto replied while Mark chuckled.
"I worry and fear nothing, and being with an IAA Agent has taught me to be prepared and to have all cards on my side." The Creole replied with a slight chuckle.
"I won't help you kill Neto if he returns." Ernesto retorted.
"Not a matter of if, more like when and when he returns I want to know where you'll land because I want to keep my guys out of your barrio but I doubt I can hold them off for much longer especially with all the attacks that have come against my family." Mark replied.
"I know you're probably blaming us about your cousins and what happened to your brother but if you need reassurance that it wasn't us-." Ernesto started before Mark cut him off.
"I know it wasn't you, it was the damn South West Vagos from Sunbelt." Mark replied to Ernesto's confusion. "My family was having problems with those guys when they first arrived in Sunbelt and I've had my fair share of shootouts with them when I was with BSU." Mark replied.
"I've crossed paths with them once before." Ernesto shot back.
"I know they kick up taxes to you, but understand they gotta bleed and they're gonna get theirs soon." Mark replied. "Let's just say me and my family made friends while we were in Sunbelt and they're not happy about what happened with my cousins." Mark let out to Ernesto's confusion.
"That so?" he asked with a raised brow.
David, Los Santos
As the sun was beginning to set on this day in Los Santos both Lee and Jimmy found themselves strapping up along with the other BSU members who would taking part in this attack in a large garage on the outskirts of Davis just a few blocks from the famous Grove Street. Both men were wearing their usual attire for attacks that included black jackets over their bulletproof vest, black cargo pants with ammo holsters attached, and combat boots.
As the duo looked to the BSU members they noticed that many of their teams that were apart of the initial attack were carrying M4A1's and MP5's they'd managed to get from Mark's contact in the Madraza's while many of those that were their reinforcement didn't have the luxury of getting a heavy weapon with quite a few just only carrying Pistols.
After looking to them Jimmy then turned his attention to Lee and watched him load a few shells into a Saiga 12 Shotgun he'd gotten off the Cartel. He left many of his weapons at him with the exception of the M32 Grenade Launcher and a few Hand Grenades he'd had driven here a few days ago by some ward gangster.
Jimmy was the same as him in that boat, he'd left his M14 back in New Arcadia so he had to rely on using a FN FAL he'd gotten from the Madraza's along with his M9A1 Pistol and Knife. Despite that though he did have a few Hand Grenades with him and on Mark's generosity he let him take his M203 Grenade Launcher attachment that he quickly snapped to his Rifle.
After the duo made sure they were locked and loaded they looked to Thire and Echo who were both wielding MP5 Submachine Guns along with their M9A1 Pistols. The duo both had their doubts about this attack but they knew it was too late to speak on it as they looked on and noticed Samuel, Jesse, and Tup each with a look of fear in their eyes as they clutched their guns tightly. Hardcase was a different story though as the group watched the man lift up the Minigun he'd used in the attack on the Psychos and spin it with a sick smile.
The group then turned their heads and noticed Lou approaching them with an AK-74U Assault Rifle in his hands and a slight smile on his face as he asked "Are we ready to move?"
"Yeah, just remember to come in blasting when we give the signal." Lee ordered before stepping past the man with Jimmy, Thire, and Echo following after him.
"Echo Thire you two are with Jimmy." Lee let out to the duo's shock.
"You sure about that, aside from guys with real gun training all you got is Hardcase, Samuel, Tup, and Jesse. You sure you don't want more watching your back?" Thire asked.
"We're just going through a small neighborhood, Jimmy's taking the fight to an entire Housing Project. He's gonna need everything good we got." Lee let out while the duo sent looks to Jimmy and noticed him sending a look at Lee.
"Be safe brother." Jimmy let out as he slapped hands with Lee.
"Same to you or else Mark will kill us." The Chinese man let out before watching as Jimmy climbed into a car with Thire, Echo, and a few other BSU members before driving out of the warehouse while Lee stood by watching with Hardcase, Samuel, Jesse, and Tup.
"You said we were gonna start this attack, you mind explaining to me how we're gonna do that?" Samuel asked as he looked back at Lee who pointed across the street where the BSU members noticed five lowriders parked at the gas station across from them with another one pulling up.
"I picked this place because it's where the Azteca's come out at night to show off their rides." Lee said as he noticed what looked like ten to eleven Azteca's, composed of Cholo's and Chola's, standing around talking, laughing, and drinking with each other while a few of them were showing off whose car could jump the highest.
"Alright so are we supposed to just go over there and shoot at them what's the plan here?" asked a redheaded BSU members with gold streaks in his hair and holding a Glock 19 in his hands.
"Nope I said we'd start this attack with a bang and we're gonna do that." The Chinese man let out as the group watched him load a Grenade into his M32 and aim it in the direction of the gas station.
"HEY WAIT-!" another BSU member with a shaved head yelled out as he watched Lee fire a Grenade in the direction of the gas station. Then with eyes as wide as could be and ears that never knew a noise so loud the BSU members watched as the explosive collided with one of the gas pumps and created a violent, deafing, fiery explosion that could be heard across Rancho along with the sound of screams and terror and agony as they watched a few of the Azteca's come running out of the flames trying to put them off their bodies.
"Shit!" said Tup as he moved to lift up his gun only for Lee to stop him by putting his hand on the young man's Rifle.
"Save the ammo for the real threat, let these fuckers cook." The Chinese man let out causing all the BSU members who've never seen combat to take aloud gulp in fear and disgust as they took in the sight of the charred gang members, the smell of their burned flesh, and the sound of their screams of agony sounding off in the distance.
"Don't freeze up on me now because the time for battle is now." Lee yelled out as loud as he could before pulling his mouth guard over his face and then looking to the BSU members who he wasn't surprised to see following after Hardcase who took the lead while the rest of them followed after them.
The man was the cause for all of this because he couldn't keep his big mouth shut and because of so many people would die for his actions. Many of these people would die, and Lee knew it. All he could do though was make them die for something meaningful.
With that thought in mind Lee quickly charged after the BSU members and gave them orders as they noticed the inhabitants of Rancho being divided into two groups. Those running away from the gunshots and those running towards them. The latter of whom were also coming armed and it was these guys that were their targets.
"Hardcase suppress those assholes everyone else find cover." Lee yelled out as he fired off a Single Shot from his Shotgun and watched as an Azteca was struck in the side before falling to the ground as Hardcase fired off a barrage of rounds from his Minigun that struck down three more Azteca's with shots to the chest, arms, and legs.
"Shit!" said Lee as he performed a baseball slide to cover behind a dark blue Manana where three other BSU members were cowering behind.
"Why aren't you shooting?" Lee asked as he looked to the three men and noticed two of them were cowering in fear while another was struggling with taking the safety off his M4A1.
"This thing won't shoot!" the man with the M4 yelled out.
"For fuck sakes!" Lee yelled out as he ripped the gun from the man's hands and turned off the safety before handing it back to him. "Now let them have it."
With that the man quickly started to open fire, he wasn't the best shot missing his first five but did managing to hit one Chola in the right hip. This drew a smile from him as he quickly started back shooting while Lee looked to the other men.
"Now what's your problem?" Lee asked as the sound of the car windows exploding followed by bullets richoceting off the side of the car caused one of the men to give out a loud shout.
"I think we bit off more than we could chew here man." The BSU member yelled back as Lee gave a low growl before looking over at the cars and noticing that the duo weren't the only one's freezing up with a few looking over at the bodies of two BSU members who could get to cover in time and were shot to hell. Out of his three Fireteams there were maybe only five guys shooting not counting Hardcase, Tup, Samuel, and Jesse.
These guys were scared shitless to the point where they couldn't move. He knew this would happen and right now he couldn't help but to inwardly kick himself for bringing them here, but the attack was now and there was no retreating.
"Damn it!" Lee yelled out as he rolled from cover and fired off a Blast from his Shotgun that struck an Azteca with a handlebar beard once in the chest and sent him flying backwards until his back collided with the windshield of a blue Peyote and shattered the glass in the progress.
"Unless you want to end up like him I suggest you all stand up and start shooting or else these guys are gonna run right through us and kill us all. So get up get the fuck up right now and FIGHT!" Lee shouted with his words of anger sprouting more fear and terror in the hearts of a few BSU members who couldn't help but to start blindly firing over the hoods of their cars.
"Look at yourself, you're not even aiming this is why nobody takes you seriously. This is why guys just walk into our clubs and kill us without fear of repercussions because you guys are nothing but a bunch of pussies." Lee shouted in hopes of trying to light a fire in the bellies of all the BSU members and it seemed to be working.
"This is why we're laughed at by all, you guys want to argue that we're not a gang then say that but what are we if we won't stand up and fight when one of our own is killed." The Chinese man added as he noticed a few BSU members looking back at each other with anger in their hearts.
"Two things are gonna happen here today brothers, we face complete annihilation or we fight back so unless you want to die I suggest all of you harden your hearts and let out your inner demons because today is the day we call ourselves TRUE WARRIORS." Lee finished.
"MAKE UM EAT HEAT!" Hardcase added as one unknown BSU member who Lee saw was cowering earlier jumped from cover and fired off a well-placed shot that hit one Azteca in the center of the throat before he turned his barrage on two more Azteca's who were forced behind cover.
"ADVANCE!" yelled out Samuel as Lee watched with a smile as a few of the BSU members started to break from cover and push up against the Azteca's who were still coming towards them.
"Shit!" yelled a BSU member as he took a round in the left arm and started to fire his Rifle using only his right while another was hit six times in the chest.
"CAR!" yelled out Tup as Lee lifted his head and noticed a bright blue Buccaneer speeding its way towards them before coming to a screeching halt while another car was speeding towards their location.
"JESSE!" Lee yelled as he tossed the man a Hand Grenade before lifting up his M32 Grenade Launcher and firing off a Single Grenade at the car that was speeding their way and watching it slam into the driver's side and create a violent explosion that left the driver hanging out the side of the vehicle as it slammed into a street pole.
The Chinese man then turned to Jesse who managed to pull the pin of his Grenade and toss it in the direction of the stalled car with a few Azteca's stepping out of it. The sight of the Grenade caused a few of them to panic and try to run but most failed as the explosive went off with enough force to send one Azteca flying backwards with enough force that when he crashed into his car door it actually broke the door off the hinge while a Chola had her leg blown off and a few bits of shrapnel embedded in her breast and face.
"Keep pushing!" Lee yelled out as he noticed a large brick sign in the middle of the road that read "Welcome to Rancho" on it.
"Huh!" the Chinese man let out as he looked over the sign with the thought of destroying it. As he lifted his M32 Grenade Launcher at it though he quickly lowered it again. "This neighborhood has an infestion of the bad kind and we're the exterminators whose gonna make it right." He let out before following after the BSU members.
New Arcadia
"Are you really racist?" Mark asked while looking at the glass of Tequila that was placed in front of him while Ernesto lifted his head off the bar.
The Onda member was now starting to feel drunk after his eleventh shot of Tequila luckily for him he wasn't a goofy drunk like Mark but he was a tired one and he knew that could be just as dangerous in an unfamiliar place.
"What kinda fucking question is that?" Ernesto replied with venom in his tone.
"Just a question." Mark replied.
"No...I thought I was once, but I've come to learn that I'm not." He shot back. "After I got out…I did some jobs with these people I never thought I'd crossed paths with and could call my friends." He added before looking down at his next shot of Tequila.
"Where are they now?" Mark asked.
"One's locked up and the other is…I don't know. He got taken by some Aryan Vanguard guys a few years back. We tried to get him back and we did, but after he drove off…we don't know what happened to him after that." Ernesto stated.
"Sorry to hear that." Mark replied.
"Yeah….here's to you Barry and Jrue." Ernesto let out while looking down at his next shot before slowly downing it while Mark gave a raised brow at the familiarity of the name of one of the men Ernesto named.
"What about you then Mark…are you racist?" Ernesto asked.
"I claim my BSU brothers over my main family, my old ladies are white and Asian-." Mark started before Ernesto cut him off.
"So you aren't racist to white or yellow, but can you say the same about brown and don't say you aren't because I know about what the BGA is doing in Dockington." Ernesto let out while Mark chuckled.
"We only attack brown in the Dockington prison because you attack black in San Andreas prisons." Mark let out. "And I don't know what Felix is telling you but in terms of the blood on my hand I've killed more black then anything with white making a strong second." He added. "Can you say the same Mr. Ondero?"
"I've killed my fair share of my own, I can't say I'm proud of it but somethings can't be helped. They were on one side of the fight and I was on mine." Ernesto stated earning a chuckle from Mark.
"Now you're sounding like me." The Creole shot back. "See I don't care who I kill or what color they are, but if they're standing in the way of things I'm gonna do what I need to." He added.
"That so, but your number of brown friends are dwindling." Ernesto shot back while Mark chuckled.
"Just because Felix was the only brown friend that followed me here doesn't mean he was the only Mexican friend I've made over the years and not all of them are in BSU." Mark let out.
"Right but you don't like anyone like me and by that I mean a SUR." Ernesto retorted.
"Well when you guys stop being so hostile to black people we can talk." Mark shot back. "And you can't say you aren't because in my experience even before working for the BGA I've never met a Vago, Azteca, or Mara Bunta prick that wasn't prejudice and that's outside the West Coast so I can only imagine what it's like there." He added.
"Just because some of us have our prejudices doesn't mean we all do and you act like black people don't have their prejudices. Hell Neto helped rebuild this city and we both know what happened to him and everyone other migrant worker that tried to help this city." Ernesto shot back with anger in his tone.
"Amongst the normal people who live in this city guys like Neto were a godsend, hell before that whole shit they pulled at the church Neto could have entered any church here, told them what he did, and received probably more love than he's ever experienced in his life." Mark stated.
"Right amongst the normal people." Ernesto said with a chuckle.
"Yeah amongst the civilian's, amongst the gangsters though Neto was seen as a threat to our drug market even if he wasn't selling drugs himself, someone was and all these niggas out here see is a brown face and that's all they need to act. These the guys who target family members and guys who live next door of the person they want just to send a message, so what do you expect. It's a small market and competition needs to be routed out immediately." Mark let out.
"I get this is the south and racism is strong, but I expected it more from the whites than the blacks." Ernesto shot back.
"Please that's money, we can turn on the news right now and see a report in LS about how some Mexican Banger shot some black person because they thought they were affiliated when all they had to go off of was a black face." Mark replied.
"The same could be said for black bangers." Ernesto shot back with a hint of anger in his tone.
"Whether we like it or not it's not something we can blame the other for and each side is just as guilty so we have to move on from that regardless." Mark let out while Ernesto chuckled.
"You're just saying that because you can't make a comeback." Ernesto replied.
Elsewhere
The sound of the explosion from the gas station near Roy Lowenstein Street was deafening and seemed to bring a lot of people out of their homes at the Rancho Housing Projects as a number of Vagos found themselves looking on in the distance before the sound of loud rock music caught all their attention.
"The fuck is that?" a Vago with a shaved head and tattoos covering his arms wearing a black wife beater, black jeans, and white shoes asked as he stepped out of his apartment with two more men.
"Sounds like-!" before one of the other men could say anything though he was cut off by a loud honking sound as a Pickup Truck came flying from off the concrete streets and running down the man just as the OG with the shaved head jump out of the direction of the pickup that soon slammed into the side of someone's car.
"Everyone Okay-." Started the shaved headed gangster before he was cut down by a single gunshot as everyone looked on and watched as he fell to the ground with a single bullet wound in the side of his head. The group then watched as three BSU members jumped up from the tail of the truck bed armed with M4A1 Assault Rifles and started to open fire on the crowd that had gathered around them.
"Shit Vatos in the-." Started a Vago with a yellow bandanna wrapped around his forehead as he started to turn around and run away only to be hit four times in the back by one of the masked BSU members.
"Kill all the Vagos, put them all down." One of the men yelled out as he fired a shot and struck a boy who looked to have been about seventeen years of age with spiky black hair and wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans.
"Check your fire, that kid could have been just a kid." Yelled out one of the BSU members as he put his hand on the shoulder of the shooter who quickly pushed him aside.
"Shake that shit out of your mind-." He yelled back before giving a loud scream at the top of his lungs as two a heavyset Chola with a Glock 21 fired off three shots and managed to strike him once in the arm.
"Fucking bitch!" he yelled out before turning his Rifle on the woman and striking her twice in the chest and once in the stomach before continuing to shoot her as she fell to the ground. "That bitch wasn't wearing colors either, so shoot and let whoever's picking them up sort them out later." He stated before moving to reload his Rifle while Jimmy, Thire, Echo, and their fireteams each looked on from cover and watched as about seven Vagos started to run from the back of one building towards the BSU members.
"Cut um down!" Jimmy yelled out as he and the other BSU members jumped from cover and started to open fire on the incoming Vagos who were taken by surprise as the bullets slammed into their backs and sides.
"Push up and be sure to keep your eyes out for civilians." Jimmy yelled out as he motioned to Thire and Echo who both nodded their heads before running from behind cover with their weapons raised and shooting down two Vagos as they started to run from outside of an apartment.
"Looks like heavy resistance isn't a problem-." Started one of the three men in the back of the truck before the loud banging of a Machine Gun caught everyone's attention as Jimmy looked up and watched all three men get cut down by a Vago who was leaning out the second story window of a building firing an AK-47 Assault Rifle down on the group.
"Shit!" Echo yelled out as he and Thire turned their guns on the shooter who quickly ducked for cover but started to blind fire down on the BSU members who ran across the housing project as fast as they could until one man wearing a brown jacket and blue jean pants armed with a Shotgun was struck one in the chest by a Vago in a ground floor home firing a M16 Assault Rifle.
"You fucking Gringos come to the wrong place." The Vago yelled out as he shot another BSU member in the back and one more in the leg causing him to scream out in pain before another BSU member that looked to have been mixed between white and black grabbed him by his shoulders and pulled him to cover beside a building.
"Suppress that asshole and cover me." Jimmy yelled out as he broke from cover while Thire and his Fireteam of BSU members fired a barrage of rounds in the direction of the man hidden in the doorway while Jimmy grabbed the handle of Mark's M203 Grenade Launcher and fired a single Grenade that slammed into the window where the gang member with the AK was shooting from.
"Jimmy you got about a dozen more heading your way on foot from an alleyway." Came the familiar voice of Manfred as Jimmy lifted his head and caught sight of a familiar store bought Drone flying over his head.
The Indian man was left back in New Arcadia with Mark and the others, but he could still reach out to help his BSU brothers all the while keeping the secret of their operation away from Mark and the others which was tough for him.
"Thanks Manny!" Jimmy let out. "Block that area." Jimmy ordered before watching a BSU member hop into the truck that was driven into the Projects, being mindful to throw the dead driver out, and force it in between the Housing Project.
Before the man could climb out of the drivers seat though his brains were splattered across the seats of the vehicle as the Vagos coming down the lane drew closer and let their guns rip.
"Redirect your fire there." Jimmy ordered out while pointing in the direction off the alleyway where the group heard a series of footsteps and yelling moving closer to them.
As the first Vago broke cover Jimmy was the first to squeeze the trigger on his Rifle as he watched the first Vago hit the corner and be knocked back as a bullet hit him in the chest. The sight of their comrades falling seemed to force the other Vagos to step back to avoid their shots.
"Take cover!" Jimmy heard a Vago yell out and instantly started to smile as he looked at the position of the gang members and noticed how they were sandwiched between two buildings, not necessarily in tight quarters but still close enough for him for what he had planned.
"MOLOTOV'S!" Jimmy yelled out as he turned his head and watched as four BSU members who were wearing packs on their backs quickly set them down, pulled out bottles of liquor with paper stuffed at the top, and proceeded to light them up.
"LOOSE!" Jimmy ordered before watching the Punk Rock addicts toss the incendiaries over the truck and then smile as they slammed on the ground in front of the Vagos while a few actually caught a few of them in the head and resulted in them being set ablaze while also lighting their friends ablaze.
The sound of their screams and the smell of their burning flesh seemed to bring a smile to the face of Jimmy who was only brought back to reality by Echo who stood beside him and said. "I hope everyone got out of those buildings."
With those words in mind Jimmy quickly looked up and watched as the flames from the Molotov's started to crawl on the truck and climb the sides of the buildings and start to burn them to a crisp.
"Bring in our rest." Jimmy let out before watching as Echo nodded his head before stepping away from him while he kept his eyes on the burning building before turning his head and noticing one of the famous graffiti memorial in the Housing Project that was of an Eagle and read "In Memory of Jose."
As Jimmy looked at the graffiti he couldn't help but to note how nice and well put together it was, it was beautiful but as the flames of the building started to make it's way down it started to eat away at the image and turn it a shade of black.
Collateral damage to the buildings and the innocent people living here wasn't in the plan of Jimmy who looked over and noticed that a woman who looked to have been in her fifties was lying on her back after being hit twice in the chest.
She was killed with her eyes wide open and Jimmy knew he was to blame for it despite what he and Lee talked about earlier it still hurt him whenever innocents were caught up in their war, but it couldn't have been avoided. Not this time.
At least that's what he told himself to try and feel better.
New Arcadia
The sound of Mark's cellphone ringing quickly caught the attention of both him and Ernesto who lifted their heads up at Mark's phone and read Alison's name as it was illuminated on the screen.
"My baby worries about me." Mark let out with a slight chuckle before moving to pick up the phone only to end up knocking it off the bar in his drunken state. "I'll just let it ring then." Mark let out while Ernesto chuckled.
"Humor me this Marcus." Ernesto let out earning the attention of Mark. "I've only met her a few times and I can easily see that you two care about each other, but tell me how does your family like the idea of you being with a cop?" he asked earning a slight chuckle from Mark.
"That would make for an interesting answer if my family knew about her." Mark replied earning a nod from Ernesto.
"Not to surprised there, I can't imagine they'd like the idea of you being with a cop." The Ondero stated while Mark chuckled.
"A cop is the sinking point, but they wouldn't want to hear what she has to say once they see she's white." The Creole shot back to Ernesto's shock.
"Your parents are racist? How does that work your brother is married to a white women?" Ernesto asked.
"Yeah and they treat both him and her like they're both shit and they've basically disowned him. Which I think is actually a good thing if you look at it because of how well he's doing." Mark replied with a chuckle. "My father isn't racist prejudice but not racist, rumor is he's got a white mistress somewhere out in Red Stick, some Mexican woman out in Sunbelt, he doesn't like Asians all that well though but that's a result of having a father who was in Vietnam." He added earning a roll of the eyes from Ernesto.
"And your mom?" Ernesto asked.
"She's the real problem, I would call her racist but she hates a lot of black people to. I remember one time Maurice called me over to talk street business, so naturally I show up with Lee, Jimmy, and Link. We were there about three and hours, and when we were about to leave Link had to go to the bathroom and she refused to let him use the bathroom." Mark stated to Ernesto's shock.
"That's fucked up!" Ernesto stated.
"Yeah she doesn't let them use the bathroom, eat from her kitchen, and hell they can't even get a glass of water. I know slavery was bad but she's acting like it ended yesterday and is getting her revenge." He replied.
"I can only imagine what your relationship with her is like." Ernesto stated.
"We don't see eye to eye at all and if she wasn't my mother I'd probably have nothing to do with her, but we all can't have what we want." Mark shot back. "She won't accept Alison or Ana, and to be honest I can care less what she wants. She brought me into this world but anything else after that that comes with being a mother she hasn't done anything else for me."
"You'd really throw away your mother like that?" he asked.
"For love, yeah I would. I know at the end of the day I'm no good for her and I'll just end up dragging her down…but the heart wants what the heart wants." Mark stated while staring into his glass of tequila. "Would you have done the same with your own wife, or are you still married?" he asked.
"I was once, we divorced while I was in prison…I look back at that now and think it was the worst mistake of my life." Ernesto stated.
"Going to prison or not being there for your wife and kids?" Mark asked.
"Both!" Ernesto replied. "My wife remarried and I hated her for it but at the same time I understood her, she was alone trying to raise the kids and she did well despite everything." He added.
"And yet you still turned out with a son like Miguel." Mark shot back earning an angry scowl from Ernesto.
"Miguel may have his flaws but I won't sit here and listen to you talk shit about him." Ernesto shot back earning a chuckle from Mark.
"I envy him for that, Miguel I mean." Mark let out to Ernesto's confusion. "He had the choice to do different with a father and mother who never gave up on him despite circumstances. I can never in a million years say that shit."
"Things may have been different if you were there instead of in Dockington." Ernesto shot back earning a chuckle from Mark.
"Do you know what made my grandmother take me away from my parents when I was so young. It was because one day when I was just five months old she went to change my diaper and found bags of heroin stuffed into my diaper." Mark replied to the shock of Ernesto. "Apparently my mom was running this little scam of bringing Horse back to New Arcadia smuggled on me."
"Oh!" Ernesto let out before taking a sip of his drink.
"Yeah, it wouldn't have made a difference if I was there or not." Mark let out before taking a sip of his Tequila before looking up into the VIP section and noticing that Manfred was no longer there.
Instead the Indian man was locked up in the managers' office of the with his laptop on his lap and his earphones in his ear.
"Lee you've got Azteca reinforcements coming your way, I suggest bringing in the armor." He let out.
North Rancho
"Understood!" Lee shot out before sending a look to Samuel who nodded his head who reached into the back of his pants, pulled out a flare gun, and fired a single flare into the sky. The sight of the flare could be seen from as far as Strawberry as a few members of the Families from Chamberlain Hills lifted their heads and noticed the flare high in the sky.
After firing the flare though Samuel quickly had to duck for cover though as a series of gunshots came his way from two Azteca's who started shooting at him with AK-47 Assaults Rifle. Seeing this Jesse, Tup, and another BSU member quickly returned fire before the unknown man was hit in the arm courtesy of a Chola firing a Desert Eagle from cover.
"Shit!" the injured BSU member yelled out as Tup grabbed him by his shoulder and started to pull him to a spot behind a house where Kix was busy pulling a bullet out of a man who'd been shot in the leg.
"Jesus can't you guys give me a break." Kix asked with anger in his tone.
"No!" Tup shot back just as the group heard the loud sound of car engines and looked out to notice a convoy of vehicles speeding their way. The convoy consisted of a silver and white Akama Motorcycle with two people sitting on it, two Blazers with another two people on it, a Moonbeam that was packed full, and two Pickup trucks with men armed with AK-47 Assault Rifles with drum magazines shooting from the truck bed.
"We're in business boys." Lee yelled out as he watched the BSU member on the Akama skid to the side while the man sitting on the back of the bike unloaded on four Azteca's that were taking cover behind a Tornado with a Mac-11.
"Shoot those fuckers down." Yelled Lou from his position in the passenger seat of one of the Semitrucks as the man in the back fired off a barrage of rounds at an Azteca while the driver ran down another man whose body crunched as it was crushed under the weight of the truck.
"Fuck Ass-Takers." Yelled a BSU member that was riding bitch on the back of a Granger as he pulled the pin on a Hand Grenade and tossed it at a group of Azteca who tried their best to move but weren't successful as the blast sent them flying backwards.
"HAHA we got these fuckers now!" yelled out Hardcase as he unloaded another Salvo of bullets on a car and managed to hit three Azteca's that were using the vehicle for cover.
"Lee you got reinforcements coming your way with heavy weapons." Manfred yelled out over Lee's headset to the confusion of the Chinese man.
"How Heavy!" Lee asked over his earpiece.
"Is that a Grenade Launcher?" asked one of the BSU members as Lee snapped his head around just as a loud explosion almost made him death as he noticed the flaming wreckages of the two Grangers flying across the battlefield while the bodies of the BSU members who were using them were splattered across the pavement in pieces.
The Chinese man then looked up and noticed an Azteca wearing a black bulletproof vest over his white t-shirt, blue jean pants, and a blue bandana wrapped over his head. What was the most menacing thing about the gang member though was that he was carrying an M16A2 Assault Rifle with an M203 Grenade Launcher mounted on the underbarrel of his weapon that he was now reloading.
"EVERYONE TAKE COVER!" Lee yelled out as the Azteca fired another Grenade that was aimed at the center of the BSU members and created another violent explosion that threw Lee back, knocked the two men on the Akama off their bikes, and killed about eight other BSU members who couldn't get out of the way of the explosion in time.
"Lee!" Jesse yelled out as he grabbed the Chinese man by his shoulders and pulled him into cover inside of an empty home where he, Samuel, and four more BSU members were hiding out in.
"Get us out of here." Lou yelled to his driver who quickly threw his truck in reverse and took off driving in the other direction with the second truck driving close behind.
"Well there goes our reinforcements." Yelled out Jesse with anger in his tone, as he and Samuel watched the Azteca fire off another Grenade that quickly erupted in front of another group of BSU members.
"And there's goes our fucking left flank." Samuel shot back with anger in his tone as Lee slowly rose to his feet and coughed in the process.
"This the guy you and Mark been beefing with?" asked Jesse as he watched Lee load a few more slugs into his Shotgun before cocking the weapon and looking down to notice a dead female Azteca lying on the ground with her face caved in.
"Not even close." Lee replied before looking over and noticing a BSU member with a black hat with BSU written in white letters standing behind Jesse with a bloody Claw Hammer in his hands.
"I ran out of bullets and she was coming at me with a kitchen knife man." He let out while Lee nodded his head before looking over at the woman and pulling a M9A1 Beretta off her back then tossing it to the man just as another explosion and series of gunfire echoed in the background.
"Those guys are killing us out there." Said Jesse as Lee pulled out his remaining Hand Grenades and looked out the window of the home.
"I got an idea prepare to cover me." Lee shot back just as he ran out the room with his M9A1 Pistol drawn where he noticed the Azteca moving to reload his Launcher just as he fired off four shots from his Pistol that hit the man in the vest and sent him staggering back before forgetting about his launcher and firing on Lee with his M16A2 and yelling something in Spanish in the process as Lee was hit four times in his own vest before retreating to cover and tossing his Hand Grenades at the Azteca who ran for cover as the explosives went up and created a series of violent explosion that blew out the windows of homes, destroyed three cars, and killed four Azteca's in the process.
As Lee went to finish off his onslaught with a Grenade from his M32 the Azteca fired a Grenade from his own Launcher that hit the car Lee was using for cover and sent him flying back and firing his weapon in the process.
The resulting Grenade then missed it's mark and slammed into the side of a powerline and caused the wooden stake to fall with the live wires snapping and transformers exploding as it hit the ground and created a violent shockwave of sparks that electrocuted members from both the Azteca's and BSU who were all wailing and cocked in a shocking display as Lee lifted his head and noticed that he Azteca with the Grenade Launcher was lying on the ground violently twitching from the electricity that came from a livewire falling on top of him.
"Damn!" said Jesse as he Samuel, Tup, and Hardcase stepped out and stood beside Lee along with what remained of their attacking force which was only composed of six others.
"Did we win?" asked Hardcase as Lee eyed him angrily.
"Come on, we need to regroup back at the Rancho Projects with Jimmy and the others." Lee replied as he turned to walk away with the remaining BSU members.
He knew not many people would be coming home after this attack, he just didn't think he'd be the result of many of their deaths as well.
And it was that news that hurt him the most.
New Arcadia
As Mark and Ernesto continued to make small talk with each other they were quickly interrupted by the sound of the front doors opening and seeing a familiar redheaded woman make her way inside with a serious look on her face that soon faded as she saw who was sitting beside the youngest Roman.
"Hey we were just talking about you." Said Mark as Alison approached him and Ernesto with a mixed look that came from not understand what she was seeing.
"What is this?" she asked with a seriousness in her tone.
"A sit down…between two men." Mark replied with a chuckle.
"Are you drunk?" she asked while looking down at all the shot glasses laid before Mark.
"I plead the fifth." Mark shot back with another chuckle while Alison rubbed her forehead. "I told you I wasn't doing anything wrong today." He added before looking to Ernesto.
"Well tonight was fun but I guess we should be heading back to our respective camps." Mark said while Ernesto nodded his head.
"Yeah!" the Ondero let out before slowly starting to stand up before looking over and watching as Mark stood up before instantly falling back down and passing out.
"Jesus!" said Alison.
"He's a lightweight." Ernesto let out.
"How'd all this happen anyway?" Alison asked as Ernesto chuckled at the sight of the sleeping.
"He sent one of his guys and told me to come here, we talked, we drank, and here we are now." Ernesto let out while Alison nodded her head.
"And what did you talk about?" she asked with a raised brow.
"He can tell you that when he wakes up." Ernesto replied before turning his back on the FIB Agent and beginning to make his way out of the club. "When Mark wakes up tell him I'll be in touch." Ernesto let out as Alison watched him leave before turning to Mark and noticing the youngest Roman wake up long enough to vomit across the floor before falling back down.
"Damnit Mark!" she added before looking up at the VIP section of the club and noticing Eddy, Davey, and Link looking down on her with slight smiles.
"Can you boys give me a hand here?" she asked earning laughs from the group before they made their way downstairs in order to help the woman.
Rancho
The battle at the Rancho Projects seemed to have turned it's most intense as Jimmy found himself ducking behind a car for cover while two more BSU members weren't so fortunate as a group of four Vagos fired on them from behind the cover of a yellow Peyote.
"They just keep coming." Echo yelled out while firing his MP5 and striking a Chola once in the side of the neck and four more times in the stomach, shredding her liver to pieces.
"We're on their turf you should expect no different." Thire shot back as he pulled out his M9A1 Pistol and fired off four shots that hit one Vago in the chest and shredded his heart muscles to pieces.
"When is this guy gonna show up?" asked a BSU member earning a slight chuckle from Jimmy.
"What a couple of hundred Vagos ain't enough for you?" Jimmy asked before watching as the BSU member was shot clean through the head and fell to the ground with his blood pouring out like a spilled glass of red wine.
"I guess not!" the Army Cadet let out as he reloaded his FN FAL just as a Vago with a Desert Eagle ran his way with the weapon raised before he could fire off a single shot though he was dropped by a bullet striking him dead in the center of his throat and sending him falling backwards with blood spraying across the green grass and somewhat on the face of Jimmy who lifted his head and noticed Dale giving him a thumbs up.
"Somebody ain't singing in the church Choir anymore." The man let out as he and his brother went back to Sniping and managed to hit a female Vago in leg before finishing her off with a shot to the center of the head.
Jimmy was thankful for the pair, he was thankful for all the BSU members. Sure this was there fight, but at the end of the day this Mark and Neto's war and everyone else was just pieces that were getting dragged into it.
As Jimmy looked around he mostly saw the bodies of Vagos but there were also quite a few bodies of BSU members along with them. The group wasn't the most trained and in truth, Lee was right…all of these guys were nothing more than cannon fodder. They were doing damage against their enemies but it seemed like just one Vago foot soldier was worth three to four BSU.
They were dropping like flies going shot to shot for the group so they had to rely heavily on their weights and smarts and what they were good at.
With that thought in mind Jimmy quickly looked up and watched as a BSU member who was using only a Shotgun quickly ran dry and was shot down by a Vago with a Shotgun.
The shit was hard to watch, but Jimmy knew that he had to drag the fight on…it wouldn't be long before their main targets finally showed their faces and when they did Jimmy had something special for one of them.
Just as Jimmy was thinking of this though the sound of engines caught his attention as he noticed the two pickup trucks heading their way with a few BSU members in the back tail while the men on the Akama bike pulled up as well.
As Jimmy watched Lou step out of the vehicle he quickly approached the man asked him. "Where's Lee and the others?"
"They're coming on foot we had a slight hiccup." Lou yelled out just as a BSU member who was standing beside him was hit four times in the chest and sent flying back with blood gushing from his mouth.
"What kinda hiccup!" Jimmy asked with anger in his tone.
"GRENADE!" came the voice of another BSU member as the group turned their heads and noticed two Vagos running out of an apartment with Grenades in their hands.
"Shit everybody get down." Jimmy yelled out as the two gangsters tossed the Grenades and watched as a group of BSU members scattered to cover with a few being unable to get out of the way of the explosion and were sent flying back.
"Shit I can't feel my legs." Yelled out one BSU member as he looked down and noticed that both of his legs were blown off and that most of the blood that was covering his body came from the man next to him with a piece of shrapnel sticking out of the side of his chest as he went into shock.
"You fucking Gringos are getting wiped off the map for this shit." Yelled out another Vago armed with two Mac-11's as he opened fire on three BSU members who were easily cut down and fell to the ground while another punk rocker with a Mohawk and wearing a leather jacket landed on the hood of a car.
"Suppress those assholes." Jimmy yelled out as he fired off several shots at the gangsters with the Hand Grenades before rolling to cover just as a gangster with a AK-47 Assault Rifle sent a wave of rounds his way.
"BSU's definitely getting green lit for this shit." Jimmy whispered under his breath. "But a new cemetery is gonna be built on what was once this Housing Project just for you all." Jimmy yelled out in anger in his voice as he jumped from cover and fired a Grenade from his M203 that slammed onto the second floor of the apartment the gangsters with the Grenades were using for cover.
The resulting explosion created a hole in the building with rocks falling from them and landing on top of the gangsters who were horribly crushed under the weight of the debris.
"We you did say we were gonna bury them here." Thire let out as he reloaded his MP5 and shot down another Vago that was trying to switch cover along with five others who were then mowed down by another hail of gunfire from out of nowhere.
As Jimmy turned his head he quickly noticed Hardcase leading Lee, Jesse, Samuel, Tup, and the other surviving BSU members of the Roy Lowenstein attacks making their way into the Housing Project.
"Jesus Christ they must have got hit hard." Echo let out while Jimmy chuckled.
"If Neto showed up, I'm not surprised." Jimmy shot back as he approached Lee and the others who quickly set themselves up a position just as the gunshots seemed to cease for a few seconds.
"Did you do it?" Jimmy asked.
"Nah we layed a beating on the Azteca's but Neto never showed up." Lee shot back while catching his breath for air. "What about your guy?"
"No show, this shit doesn't seem right." Jimmy shot back as Lou approached the duo.
"We did all of this and we still haven't found the asshole who killed my brother. Not even in all of the god damn crossfire?" Lou asked with anger in his tone.
"Well thank you for waiting for us while we were out getting fucked up by a guy with a Grenade Launcher." Lee shot back with a hint of anger in his tone.
"These guys we're after aren't just the gonna get cut down in a hail of crossfire, they haven't shown up yet." Jimmy shot back with venom in his tone. "They make one hell of an entrance that leaves everyone in shock, awe, and stunned to the point where time seems to stop and the only thing you can hear is the sound of your heart beating faster because it's afraid of what is about to come." He added with anger in his tone.
"That sounds like a loud of bullshit." Lou yelled out with venom in his tone as Thire and Echo found themselves scouting out the area just as both Lee and Jimmy's earpieces rang to life.
"HE'S THERE!" the voice of Manfred yelled out as both men went wide eyed and lifted their heads in the direction of the middle of the street where they noticed a Rocket flying in the direction of Thire and Echo.
"MOVE!" Echo yelled out as he pushed Thire as hard as he could out of the way of the Rocket as it slammed into the ground before him and created a violent explosion that literally tore the man to shreds and left every BSU member wide eyed and left in shock and awe.
"ECHO!" Thire yelled out as loud as his lungs would allow as time and reality started to slow down into almost being nonexistent with the only sound being made is that of the bodiless, bloodied, dented, and burned severed head of Echo as it rolled across the ground before them all to see.
"Holy shit!" Lou as he felt a cold sweat drip down the back of his neck along with the other BSU members who each felt themselves become frozen with fear.
New Arcadia
Things were finally starting to return to Mark as he found himself slowly starting to open his eyes and see that he was now lying naked in a bathtub that was filled with warm water. As he then lifted his head to the light he quickly recoiled as the bright lights from the bulb seem to increase the already strong banging in his head.
"It's about time you came to." Came a familiar voice that caused Mark to lift his head to the doorway and notice Alison standing before him with her arms folded over her chest.
"I know you're probably pissed off at me for all of this, but thanks for making sure I got to the tub." Mark let out while Alison eyed him angrily.
"What was all that down there and why was Ernesto here?" she asked with a seriousness in her tone.
"You told me I needed to end the war and one of the best ways to get right of an enemy that's not going to stop fighting no matter what you throw at them…is to make them a friend." Mark let out to Alison's confusion. "Our truce with them is shaky but if we can turn that into an alliance…we can end all hostilities for good."
"That's good…but what makes you think they're all gonna go along with it?" the FIB Agent asked while Mark chuckled.
"I don't need them to all go along with it…just Ernesto. He's Onda and everyone else will have to fall in line with what he says or risk being made an example of what happens when you go against an Ondero." The Creole let out while Alison eyed him closely.
"So you're basically trying to sway his friendship?" she asked.
"Somewhat, I know I should probably be putting the head of Cruz on a pike…but I'm willing to let things go if It gets me a few months of peace." Mark replied while Alison gave him a slight smile.
"That's good…that you want peace." She let out before approaching him and watching as he looked up at her with a smile.
"I'm growing tired of looking over my shoulder every five minutes." He replied while taking his hand in her own.
"You may not be getting that chance." Alison shot back while looking away from Mark who eyed her closely.
"What do you mean things are about to start looking up for us ain't it?" he asked.
"Patrick's back…he called me earlier." She stated causing Mark to let out a deep sigh.
"We knew he'd return, this just means we're gonna need to be more careful." He retorted earning a slight nod from Alison who felt Mark squeeze her hand. "I got you...I promise." He let out before moving to give the woman a slight kiss on the hand that caused Alison to quickly move her other hand to the top of his head.
"Mark…what's a PAWG?" Alison asked to the shock of Mark.
"Where'd you hear that?" he retorted with a raised brow.
"Patrick called me it, and I was hoping you knew what it meant." She replied while Mark chuckled.
"PAWG, it's an acronym for Phat Ass White Girl." He let out causing Alison to slightly blush at his remark.
"I don't think my butt is that big." She let out while Mark chuckled before rising up.
"You really think that just look at it." Mark pointed out as he directed Alison's attention to the mirror behind the woman where she got a good look at her backside.
"I bet you struggle to put on those jeans in the morning don't you?" he asked causing Alison to let out a slight blush.
"Shut up!" she said in a comedic voice but also smiling because she liked the attention Mark was giving her.
"Steve's a lucky guy." he added breaking her from her trance as she looked down at him and noticed him looking away from her.
"Don't talk like that." The FIB Agent stated as she leaned down to give him a quick kiss on the cheek before walking out of the bathroom while Mark sat alone in silence.
"Well I guess today was sorta alright." Mark let out as he leaned back in the tub and closed his eyes.
Rancho Los Santos
Everything seemed silent as the smell of fire, blood, and gunpowder seemed to sink into the pores of everyone at the Rancho Projects with the song I Know You by The White Buffalo filling the ears of Lee as he found himself walking in a straight line as a group of about five BSU members quickly ran past him and took cover behind a car.
As one man gave a loud almost inaudible scream the sight of the car exploding in a cloud of black smoke and flames seemed to be the only thing that filled the sight of Lee and as the remaining men started to fire on the Vago attacker they soon met a same fate and were sent flying in a cloud of black smoke and with the sight of them flying the music seemed to pick up.
I know you
We've been here before
No surprises
A settled score
After seeing the BSU members be sent flying Lee was still unwavered as he continued to walk his straight line past the Vagos and Azteca's who were the cause of the incident.
With the BSU ground game failing the motorized brigade seemed to pickup as an all-white pickup truck with a BSU member armed with an AK-47 Assault Rifle with a drum magazine came skidding almost from out of nowhere behind Lee with it's high beams on successfully blinding a few South Siders as the gunner a Vago seven times in the chest then watched him fly backwards with an Azteca turning his head for a split second to check on his comrade.
His actions weren't the best though because as soon as he caught sight of the first pickup truck speeding past him, he turned his head and was instantly met with the grill of an all-gray pickup truck with a driver armed with M4A1 Assault Rifle in the back.
The force of the hit seemed to make the truck jump upward before slamming on the ground right before the first. Then another explosion went off and the driver and gunner of the second truck watched in shock as the first was now nothing more than a flaming wreck that was rolling on its side.
I know the darkness
From inside
Reckless rage
And poisoned pride
The cause of the truck exploding soon came to view as a Vago armed with an RPG-7 fired another Rocket in the direction of the first and as it zipped by Lee quickly caught sight of Neto who seemed to be marching in a straight line towards him with a gun strapped across his back.
The sight of the man seemed to slow time down for both men as Lee looked on and wondered if he'd just imagined it or did the Mexican National really reach out and rub the side of the Rocket just before it blew past him and slammed into the second truck.
I know the weakness
I know the pain
I know the fear
We do not name
It wasn't long before the BSU members struck as a group of them charged behind Lee firing their guns while the Chinese man lifted his head and noticed a Grenade sailing over his head before landing in front of the Vago who was engulfed by the fiery explosion.
This seemed to inspire more courage in the hearts of the BSU members who seemed to be running all at once to engage the Rancho Gangsters with Jimmy, Thire, and Hardcase leading the charge with their weapons drawn while a Vago with long black and a gold bandanna over his head charged in from behind Neto with the others.
And the one who comes to find meWhen my time is through
With the battle still going on around the both of them Lee and Neto finally finished their march and came face to face with one another and instead of muttering harsh words, hard blows, or hot bullets the two merely eyed each other with hate, rage, and contempt in the others eyes as their armies finally reached each other and engaged one another in a fierce battle.
I know you
Yeah, I know you
Authors Note: And there you have it people, the chapter we've all been waiting for. I hoped you all enjoyed it or like where it's going because this is only part one and is shown through Lee's perspective and if you want to see part two you'll have to read Onkwehonwe's next chapter of Concrete Jungle as he'll show the end of the story through the side of Neto and show the battle everyone has been waiting to see Lee Vs Neto & Jimmy vs Joaquin.
Honestly I'm more interested to see those two fights then I am to see Mark vs Neto. Sure Mark has military training that can probably match Neto, but Lee has something else…he has his wit and his pride. He knows he's going against an enemy that has him outmatched but that's never stopped him before from persevering through and I can't wait to see how Onkwehonwe will show that.
As for Jimmy, if you can remember a few chapters ago Joaquin was the one who almost killed Jimmy and left him forever scarred. Jimmy's got enough anger and rage within him to not go down without any kinda fight so that should be very interesting to see.
Also speaking of Jimmy we saw a little interesting interaction with him earlier this chapter and Mark's sister Gwen. Me being the type of person I am, I like to show all of my characters having a sense of personality and flare to them that sets them very much apart then probably any other character you would see on a show, but with Jimmy I haven't really given him much of a personality that's too different then Mark and Lee so he was seen as stale.
What Gwen did though was kinda open him up and show that he's another person but he keeps all of his real feelings locked away because of all the scars physical and mental he's faced in his lifetime.
The scenes of Mark and Ernesto's conversation goes back to what me and Onkwehonwe came up with a long time ago. In a way Mark and Ernesto have butted heads but they could probably become close in the end if it was just the two of them and them being together in the club brought that out.
Mark disobeying his Straight Edge Lifestyle and drinking with Ernesto was sorta a way to break the ice and to ease the tension that Ernesto would probably feel about Mark either putting poison in the ice or the drink.
Also yes Echo is dead, sorry I didn't tell you Onkwehonwe I was gonna kill him off but now we're even because someone is dying from both of our sides and if you haven't guessed it everyone that's not in on this, yes a lot of people are gonna die next chapter including a few of our OC's from both our stories so have fun trying to figure out who and just wait and see.
That ending scene with Lee and Neto walking towards each other with the song by The White Buffalo is based off that launch trailer for Halo Wars 2. If you haven't scene it I recommend it even if you don't play the game because that trailer was as epic as it got.
Also if the name of the band The White Buffalo sounds familiar it's because they made most of songs for Sons of Anarchy and it seemed fitting that they be used for this story in a way so tell me what you think.
Thank you all for reading stick around for Next Chapter as we see the aftermath of the attack in Rancho and Mark ends up helping get Tasha and BSU out of hot water.
Have a Good Night Zilla Out.
