Cops Vice City
Chapter 3
Legal Notice: If you don't know what belongs here, you have not read enough Fan Fics.
Vice City Escobar International Airport 2:45 PM Routine Patrol
'Well when I first started on the force, I was a file clerk. I finally moved up to patrolman after a few cops were shot when someone came in to bust out Cam Jones. I really cant say I knew the guys, so it really doesn't bother me.'
-Patrolman Matt Pierce (3 kills)
'There were reports in the area of frequent car theft from this parking lot across from the airport terminal. Cars come in by day and are gone by morning. With any luck, we'll see what's going down.'
3:30 PM Suspicious Activity
'Ok, over there someone is walking around the parking lot and just kind of wandering around the parking lot. He looks suspicious, so I'm going to call it in.'
Matt picks up his radio and punches a button.
'Headquarters, this is patrolman pierce. Suspicious activity in the Escobar International Airport parking lot.'
'Received. Monitor and call in with any more information.'
'Roger. Out.'
'Ok, this could get good. If this is the guy, any second he's going to- look at that. Ok, he's just knocked out that car's window.'
Matt picks up his radio again and calls in.
'Suspect has broken into a car. This is the one we're looking for.'
'Received. Proceed with caution. Suspect is armed and dangerous.'
'Out.'
Matt puts his radio back and looks back out the window.
'Ok, we're going to keep watch until he moves.'
Matt drums his fingers on the steering wheel.
'Alight. We're moving.'
Officer Matt picks up his radio again.
'Headquarters, this is car 34. The suspect is moving. I'm moving to follow.'
'Roger.' Came the reply 'proceed with caution.'
'Out.' Matt hung up the radio.
'Ok, we're going to give him some room then we're going to stop him.'
The stolen car speeds up after the driver rounds a corner. Matt accelerates to match his speed. Hitting the lights and siren, Matt gives chase.
'Ok, he defiantly knows we're here. He's speeding up.'
After weaving in and out of a few cars, the driver of the stolen car takes a hard left, leaving most of his tires on the road. Matt's patrol car squeals as it follows at such a sharp turn. He picks up his radio again.
'In pursuit. Heading North into Little Havana.'
A little further up the road, the driver makes another hard turn and skids into Sunshine Autos.
Matt had missed the driveway, so he cut the wheel and right across the lawn, narrowly missing a tree and a light post.
'Sh(beep)t!' Matt said as his car bottomed out over the sidewalk.
Before Matt could get out of the car, the car thief was already running inside the building. Through the display glass that encased the showroom, Matt could see that he had run upstairs. He picked up his radio.
'Suspect on foot. Has gone into Sunshine Autos. Send assistance so we can get him out.'
From the upstairs window of Sunshine Autos, large automatic caliber rounds pounded into the hood of Matt's patrol car.
'F(beep)k! Shots fired! Shots fired!' he yelled into the radio 'Send backup! Lots of backup!'
The camera shook as Matt grabbed the cameraman.
'Get out of the car! We can't stay here!'
Matt grabbed his shotgun and rolled out of the cruiser. Crawling to the back of the car, he met with the cameraman.
'Stay down. He's got a heavy weapon in there.'
While the two waited for backup to arrive, a few more bursts of M4 fire hit both the ground near the car, and the car itself.
Among the more forces to show up were two police cars with two officers in each, and an armored SWAT van, crammed with 6 people.
Out of the three vehicles, the men piled out.
Matt was signaled over by a member of the SWAT group, clad in heavy armor.
'What have we got here?' SWAT commander Joseph Nedry
Matt went on to tell what had happened and how he got here.
'Ok.' Jose said 'we have an observation post across the street looking for a face to name. Until we say so, we need all of you COPS' (defiantly stressed) 'to just keep low and out of our way.'
Matt nodded. There was just no arguing with these guys. They were better paid, liked better by Alex Shrub, and had a nasty temper. Oh well. Could be worse.
The SWAT commander's radio crackled and he went to answer the call.
'ID on suspect confirmed.' The radio reported 'Crime labs has sent back the name E-Z B. Local weapons dealer. He's probably got a small arsenal in there so take caut-'
The radio transmission was interrupted by very loud automatic weapon fire.
'Down!' Joe yelled as he jumped behind the SWAT van, the ground around him practically exploding. 'Holy sh(beep)t! What was that?'
The radio came alive again with a report.
'He's got an M60 up there! God damn, an M60!'
More static rolled over the radio. Joe attempted to decipher the mixed signals.
'Damn.' Jose said as a fancy sports car pulled up, red light flashing in the front window.
Out of the car stepped two police officers, as marked as their car was. They both slammed the doors of the car and pulled out their Uzi's. Checking them, they crouched behind their car.
'Ok, calm down every one. We're here now. Everything is under control.' Special Agent Bubs
The other cop pointed up at the windows.
'Oh damn, he' aiming at something!' Special Agent Jones
Once again, everyone took cover as the M60 did the talking for the car thief. It punched through a few police cars, causing them to light on fire. The cops around them ran for safer cover.
After a few seconds of burning, the car blew up.
'We cant wait for this-' Joe growled 'SWAT team! Form up! Covering fire on my mark! Gun and run! Front door. Get ready!'
The SWAT members formed up and checked their weapons.
'Let's go!'
There were bursts of moth M60 and light machine gun fire as the SWAT team ran forward. The police themselves opened up on the windows with their pistols and shotguns.
The cameraman was able to get a look at the scene. All of the members of the SWAT group had made it in the building and were taking cover behind what they could.
'Well,' Matt said, looking at the camera 'At least we can't be shown up any more today.'
Just as Matt had finished his sentence, three big black ranchers pulled up. Out of each one, four men wearing black suits and carrying MP5's filed out.
'Oh crap.' Matt said 'The FBI.'
'Vice City FBI.' On of the agents said, no name supporting him appeared at the bottom of the screen 'this is under our jurisdiction now. Just pack up and move along. Unless you want to see how REAL tax money is spent.'
The agent waited for a reply, and when he did not get one, he turned to look at the amassing agents.
'Ok men,' He said 'we all know the drill. Check weapons.'
All of the FBI agents loaded their weapons.
'Take aim.'
They shouldered their weapons and aimed at what remained of the glass window on the top floor. The large barrel of the M60 smoked, not firing, but waiting for the right time to fire.
'Open fire!'
Both the MP5s and the M60 went off. The cameraman fell over from the sound, the camera landing so the upstairs was in view, but on it's side. Bullets destroyed both everything in the window, and the vehicles on the ground.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
5:00 PM
Sunshine Autos, Vice City
The FBI agents were leading a man out of the building in handcuffs.
For the most part, he was a normal looking guy. He was dressed in a black V- Rock leather jacket, loose blue jeans and large boots. Who would have though that E-Z B, Vice City's scummiest weapons dealer, would be taken alive after killing one government agent, a SWAT team member and three cops?
E-Z B was put in the back of one of the black ranchers.
'No rock and roll where YOU'RE going, son.' One of the agents said to him as he helped him into the rancher.
The driver and two other agents climbed in. The engine was cranked on, lights and siren went off, and E-Z B was on his way to face many a different charge.
'Unfortunately,' Matt said as the screen began to fade 'That happens all too often.'
The COPS logo is seen.
Authors Note: That was more of a dedication fic to E_Z B. He allowed to work off of his great idea, but asked to be added into a fic. Well, living up to my word, there you are. Enjoy, because I don't do this often. Thanks again man.
Chapter 3
Legal Notice: If you don't know what belongs here, you have not read enough Fan Fics.
Vice City Escobar International Airport 2:45 PM Routine Patrol
'Well when I first started on the force, I was a file clerk. I finally moved up to patrolman after a few cops were shot when someone came in to bust out Cam Jones. I really cant say I knew the guys, so it really doesn't bother me.'
-Patrolman Matt Pierce (3 kills)
'There were reports in the area of frequent car theft from this parking lot across from the airport terminal. Cars come in by day and are gone by morning. With any luck, we'll see what's going down.'
3:30 PM Suspicious Activity
'Ok, over there someone is walking around the parking lot and just kind of wandering around the parking lot. He looks suspicious, so I'm going to call it in.'
Matt picks up his radio and punches a button.
'Headquarters, this is patrolman pierce. Suspicious activity in the Escobar International Airport parking lot.'
'Received. Monitor and call in with any more information.'
'Roger. Out.'
'Ok, this could get good. If this is the guy, any second he's going to- look at that. Ok, he's just knocked out that car's window.'
Matt picks up his radio again and calls in.
'Suspect has broken into a car. This is the one we're looking for.'
'Received. Proceed with caution. Suspect is armed and dangerous.'
'Out.'
Matt puts his radio back and looks back out the window.
'Ok, we're going to keep watch until he moves.'
Matt drums his fingers on the steering wheel.
'Alight. We're moving.'
Officer Matt picks up his radio again.
'Headquarters, this is car 34. The suspect is moving. I'm moving to follow.'
'Roger.' Came the reply 'proceed with caution.'
'Out.' Matt hung up the radio.
'Ok, we're going to give him some room then we're going to stop him.'
The stolen car speeds up after the driver rounds a corner. Matt accelerates to match his speed. Hitting the lights and siren, Matt gives chase.
'Ok, he defiantly knows we're here. He's speeding up.'
After weaving in and out of a few cars, the driver of the stolen car takes a hard left, leaving most of his tires on the road. Matt's patrol car squeals as it follows at such a sharp turn. He picks up his radio again.
'In pursuit. Heading North into Little Havana.'
A little further up the road, the driver makes another hard turn and skids into Sunshine Autos.
Matt had missed the driveway, so he cut the wheel and right across the lawn, narrowly missing a tree and a light post.
'Sh(beep)t!' Matt said as his car bottomed out over the sidewalk.
Before Matt could get out of the car, the car thief was already running inside the building. Through the display glass that encased the showroom, Matt could see that he had run upstairs. He picked up his radio.
'Suspect on foot. Has gone into Sunshine Autos. Send assistance so we can get him out.'
From the upstairs window of Sunshine Autos, large automatic caliber rounds pounded into the hood of Matt's patrol car.
'F(beep)k! Shots fired! Shots fired!' he yelled into the radio 'Send backup! Lots of backup!'
The camera shook as Matt grabbed the cameraman.
'Get out of the car! We can't stay here!'
Matt grabbed his shotgun and rolled out of the cruiser. Crawling to the back of the car, he met with the cameraman.
'Stay down. He's got a heavy weapon in there.'
While the two waited for backup to arrive, a few more bursts of M4 fire hit both the ground near the car, and the car itself.
Among the more forces to show up were two police cars with two officers in each, and an armored SWAT van, crammed with 6 people.
Out of the three vehicles, the men piled out.
Matt was signaled over by a member of the SWAT group, clad in heavy armor.
'What have we got here?' SWAT commander Joseph Nedry
Matt went on to tell what had happened and how he got here.
'Ok.' Jose said 'we have an observation post across the street looking for a face to name. Until we say so, we need all of you COPS' (defiantly stressed) 'to just keep low and out of our way.'
Matt nodded. There was just no arguing with these guys. They were better paid, liked better by Alex Shrub, and had a nasty temper. Oh well. Could be worse.
The SWAT commander's radio crackled and he went to answer the call.
'ID on suspect confirmed.' The radio reported 'Crime labs has sent back the name E-Z B. Local weapons dealer. He's probably got a small arsenal in there so take caut-'
The radio transmission was interrupted by very loud automatic weapon fire.
'Down!' Joe yelled as he jumped behind the SWAT van, the ground around him practically exploding. 'Holy sh(beep)t! What was that?'
The radio came alive again with a report.
'He's got an M60 up there! God damn, an M60!'
More static rolled over the radio. Joe attempted to decipher the mixed signals.
'Damn.' Jose said as a fancy sports car pulled up, red light flashing in the front window.
Out of the car stepped two police officers, as marked as their car was. They both slammed the doors of the car and pulled out their Uzi's. Checking them, they crouched behind their car.
'Ok, calm down every one. We're here now. Everything is under control.' Special Agent Bubs
The other cop pointed up at the windows.
'Oh damn, he' aiming at something!' Special Agent Jones
Once again, everyone took cover as the M60 did the talking for the car thief. It punched through a few police cars, causing them to light on fire. The cops around them ran for safer cover.
After a few seconds of burning, the car blew up.
'We cant wait for this-' Joe growled 'SWAT team! Form up! Covering fire on my mark! Gun and run! Front door. Get ready!'
The SWAT members formed up and checked their weapons.
'Let's go!'
There were bursts of moth M60 and light machine gun fire as the SWAT team ran forward. The police themselves opened up on the windows with their pistols and shotguns.
The cameraman was able to get a look at the scene. All of the members of the SWAT group had made it in the building and were taking cover behind what they could.
'Well,' Matt said, looking at the camera 'At least we can't be shown up any more today.'
Just as Matt had finished his sentence, three big black ranchers pulled up. Out of each one, four men wearing black suits and carrying MP5's filed out.
'Oh crap.' Matt said 'The FBI.'
'Vice City FBI.' On of the agents said, no name supporting him appeared at the bottom of the screen 'this is under our jurisdiction now. Just pack up and move along. Unless you want to see how REAL tax money is spent.'
The agent waited for a reply, and when he did not get one, he turned to look at the amassing agents.
'Ok men,' He said 'we all know the drill. Check weapons.'
All of the FBI agents loaded their weapons.
'Take aim.'
They shouldered their weapons and aimed at what remained of the glass window on the top floor. The large barrel of the M60 smoked, not firing, but waiting for the right time to fire.
'Open fire!'
Both the MP5s and the M60 went off. The cameraman fell over from the sound, the camera landing so the upstairs was in view, but on it's side. Bullets destroyed both everything in the window, and the vehicles on the ground.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
5:00 PM
Sunshine Autos, Vice City
The FBI agents were leading a man out of the building in handcuffs.
For the most part, he was a normal looking guy. He was dressed in a black V- Rock leather jacket, loose blue jeans and large boots. Who would have though that E-Z B, Vice City's scummiest weapons dealer, would be taken alive after killing one government agent, a SWAT team member and three cops?
E-Z B was put in the back of one of the black ranchers.
'No rock and roll where YOU'RE going, son.' One of the agents said to him as he helped him into the rancher.
The driver and two other agents climbed in. The engine was cranked on, lights and siren went off, and E-Z B was on his way to face many a different charge.
'Unfortunately,' Matt said as the screen began to fade 'That happens all too often.'
The COPS logo is seen.
Authors Note: That was more of a dedication fic to E_Z B. He allowed to work off of his great idea, but asked to be added into a fic. Well, living up to my word, there you are. Enjoy, because I don't do this often. Thanks again man.