Grand Theft Auto: Max Payne In Liberty City
Chapter 1-Assault
I loaded the M4, the Desert Eagle in my pocket, Mona loaded hers too.
Bullets ruined her apartment as they flew through the wall, men filtered in after shooting down the door. I took cover in the kitchen, Mona was in her room.
"They're in here, kill the bitches." one of the said, in a Chinese-like voice.
More shots rang out, shooting up the furniture and destroying the windows. The men were in blue jump suits, one held a grenade.
"Eat this!" I heard, followed by the clink of a grenade on linoleum, the grenade was next to me. In desperation, I jumped into the open, the grenade blew up, pushing me to the window.
"There he is! Shoot! Shoot! Kill him!"
Mona heard this, and jumped out of the door way, mowing down the group of men, I slipped out of the window as this happened (the windows were large, all the way down to the floor). My hand was cut up by the glass, I couldn't hold on.
Screams of more men came in, Mona couldn't help me, she took cover as the men fired at her, I had to drop.
As I fell I remember thinking, so this is it… then my thought was crushed, as my legs suddenly hit something, my head smashing into… ground? No, a lift, for the window cleaner. I had fallen only two floor down.
I opened my eyes, through the pain of the fall, to a 9mm pistol barrel in front of my face. "Gotchya!" the man said.
Pushing with my legs off the railing, I kicked the man in the face, making him drop his weapon. I got up, as his fist came swinging into my chest; with my fist I smashed his face. We wrestled for a few seconds, until I finally pushed him over the edge, he fell and splattered on the road.
I could see a Casino near me, and that large gray building. I stopped to think, where did my M4 go?
I looked down, it was in pieces, on the road below. I spotted cop cars headed towards the building. Crap.
Using my pistol, I bunted the window, smashing it. I ran through the apartment, out the door into the hall.
Looking to my right, two men with MP5's pointed and yelled, "There!"
They ran towards me, ready to fire. I dove towards them, dodging the bullets, firing at the with my new Desert Eagle. They fell covered in blood. I took both of their MP5's, I dual wielded them. I ran towards the elevator, one was coming up.
As the door opened, I saw three men with weapons talking to each other, I quickly moved out of sight, next to the elevator.
As they walked out, I kicked the MP5 out of the first guys hands, before they could react, the elevator became splattered with blood as I shot them with my MP5's.
I entered the elevator, and pushed the button to go down to the lobby, I had a feeling that Mona would be there.
The elevator doors opened, to reveal a few dead civilians, and a marble lobby, with a large desk, a few doors, and large glass windows, along with the glass doors, which were the exit.
A man stood out, in a lighter blue suite, I recognized him, it was Yang Lopez, the 9 of clubs. He spoke in Chinese, then hurried out the door. About 13 men were in the room, all wanting to kill me.
I swore as I jumped out of the way, bullets completely destroyed the area, I had no chance.
Out of luck, Mona came down the other elevator, behind the men. I heard the fire, and the swearing of the men, so I jumped up to see what happened. Mona was dodging the bullets as she dove out of the way.
I unloaded my clips into the men's backs, as soon as I was out, I dropped my MP5's.
Mona then shot the last of them. The Lobby was now covered with debris form the wall, weapons, shells, clips, blood splatter, and bodies.
I saw Yang outside, driving off. "Damn! Yang! Mona come!" I ordered, while grabbing a shotgun off the ground.
We exited the lobby, "You keys." I said, she threw them to me. Cops were right down the street, keeping the public form coming near the area, I knew, that SWAT were on the way.
We jumped into the Kuruma and took off after Yang, through the police's roadblocks. He was quite a ways ahead. Dodging the traffic, not much happened, until we reached the airport.
At high speeds, we chased him through the gates, to the runway. They were still way ahead of us, a ready-to-go leer jet was on the runway, about 7 or 8 triads were guarding it.
We sped towards it, "Mona, shoot!" I told her. She climbed out the window, and took aim with her M4.
Sirens filled the air, the cops were coming. Yang started to get on the plane, we were getting closer.
Shots rang out as Mona fired, at least one man dropped. Bullets hit the car, making the familiar bullet-hitting-metal sound, also creating a few sparks.
The plane started to move a little bit, then a little fast, it was starting to take off. I drifted the car, crushing a few men, the car clipped the back of the plane, but it kept going.
"Damn it!" I screamed, "Shoot! Shoot!"
We drove right behind the plane, Mona and I were both shooting at it, as we followed it. It began to go too fast, I finally gave up.
I put my head down, then got out. I fired at the far away plane, cursing my mind out, for some reason, I really wanted him dead. I guess I was tired of people trying to kill me.
"Max, it's okay." Mona said.
I looked up at the plane, which turned around and was flying West. Oh my god! I thought, the plane light up and an orange fire ball. It stayed there for a few seconds, then an enormous sound wave followed, so loud it broke the windows on the car. Fire covered debris fell from the air, into the ocean.
Yang was dead. Sirens got louder, two triads were at the other end of the runway without a car.
"Oh my god, that's amazing." said Mona.
Cops were in my sights now, we had to get out.