Giorfellio Fulani swigged his beer, and he chuckled to himself. The Triads were getting fished out quite nicely at the moment, with them losing hold of the Fish Factory, their main front. One of the better things was that the Fulani family had only recently started out in town, and their attacks on the Triads were being blamed on the Leones, and the Sindaccos, each of whom had a long-time gang-war with the Triads. The Forelli had kept out of it, allowing Folleni to move into town.
So far, things were going well. Folleni's men were bringing in some handy cash, and the new Mafia family had slotted about, sneaking in around Harwood, and occasionally having scuffles with the neighbouring Diablos.
Jason sped his Banshee over to see Woozie. He had spent the rest of yesterday buying some food and clothing from the cash that Woozie had given him. His convertible pulled up outside Woozie's betting shop, and he got out, where then, he was led by two Triads with AK-47s over to a small room where Suzie was waiting.
"Ah, Jason." Suzie smiled, and he stood up to shake hands with Jason.
"Mr. Mu is busy at the moment, we will go and talk."
Suzie led Jason upstairs, and he talked on the way.
"Mr Wu is very pleased that you have joined our organization. He seemed impressed by your skills, despite not quite sighting it." Suzie told Jason.
"What?" Jason uttered, failing to keep the word in his mouth.
"He is blind."
"No, sorry Mr Su Xi, how can he sight it if he is blind?"
"He is blessed with extremely good fortune. He can also race cars, and shoot. But for now, I think Woozie is ready for us."
Still stunned by Woozie's amazing abilities, Jason followed Suzie into the room they had just left.
"Young Jason here to see you, Wu Zi." Suzie told the Dai Dai Lo of the Triads.
"Yes, take a seat." Woozie calmly replied, pointing at a chair nearby.
Once Jason and Suzie had seated themselves, Woozie began talking.
"The Da Nang Boys are giving us trouble. There is a package we would like you to intercept. We'll move you over to the area, but watch out for the Vietnamese seeking less than friendly relations." Woozie told Jason.
Jason nodded, and after taking an AK-47, he followed upstairs with Suzie, where he found two helicopters waiting, both filled with Triads.
Jason clambered into the Maverick, where he was greeted by a familiar Chinese face.
"Hey, Jason. Remember me?" the young man grinned.
"John!" Jason asked, shocked.
His best friend from high school nodded and he high-fived with Jason. Jason was still shocked from Woozie, and now this…
"Hey, you kids, you going to go or what?" one of them shouted, so the two of them jumped into the Maverick, and they flew off.
"So what you been doing over these years? I thought you were staying in Liberty to be in the Triads…?" John asked curiously to Jason as they sat inside the chopper
"I did. At least until six months ago…my dad was killed." Jason replied.
"Damn. I'm sorry to hear that, old friend. I remember his Chinese satays." John shook his head.
They remained silent for a while, as the two Mavericks made their way over towards the destination.
"Okay, we're getting there. Take out the Da Nang Boys on the roof, and I'll drop you off," the pilot called.
It was a lovely sunny morning, and it didn't seem right for the bloodbath that was going to happen. The two helicopters tilted carefully towards the rooftops, and as they flew, Jason aimed carefully with the Kalashnikov. He spotted several Da Nang Boys scattered around the rooftops, holding what looked like pistols and Uzis.
"On my mark, open fire. We want the element of surprise. Okay, 3…2…1….MARK!" the pilot shouted.
The helicopter made its first pass, and the Triads opened fire. It was difficult to shoot in the helicopter, but the sheer firepower and amount of bullets from the AK-47s made it easy. Jason pelted off a clip in no time at all, wasting a couple of Da Nang Boys methodically. The chopper manoeuvred away, and came back for a second pass. This time, the Triads had warmed up, and they unleashed a hell of gunfire at the unfortunate men, dropping them one by one. As the last Vietnamese gang member collapsed, the helicopters moved down, low enough for the Triads to clamber out.
Jason and the five other Triads, including John, jumped out. Woozie was sending reinforcements over in a couple of minutes. But for now, they had to hold their own.
"Okay, we got the landing, now we have to find the package. Any ideas?" shouted a Triad.
They couldn't think for too long, as three Da Nang Boys made their way up to the rooftop from the building. Jason and the Triads dived for cover, and they pegged the Da Nang Boys from behind their cover. Taking a deep breath, Jason followed the Triads into the building.
Jason fired at a couple of Da Nang Boys heading upstairs, and he took them down. However, the first room they moved into was tough. There were around ten Vietnamese scattered around in chairs, and waiting with powerful M4s. The Triads only just managed to dodge away, back behind the door. John waited, and he and Jason thumped several round into two gang members stupid enough to charge out. The Triads, crouching, moved forward slowly, one by one through the door, and each one of them giving each other cover.
Jason and a Triad fired at three men positioned at the far end of the room. Jason turned to another group, but as he pulled the trigger, he was met with a click. Cursing, he dropped the AK-47 and pulled out his knife, tossing it hard at the group of Da Nang Boys. The blade stuck into a head, and blood oozed out. Taking advantage of this distraction, Jason reloaded his AK-47, and he helped the Triads pour damage down on the Vietnamese, finally taking them down. They took a long, slow breath, and reloaded their weapons.
"Damn, at this rate, we'll have the National Guard on us." John muttered.
"We better find the package," a Triad said.
They rushed forward into another room, and Jason emptied another clip to kill the men inside. One of the Triads' phone rang in the middle of the battle, and he hung back to answer it. When he was finished, he reported:
"Okay, Triad reinforcements are coming from the rooftops. Not that we need it. And Suzie has found the plan of the building, and he has told us that the package should be in the second room to our right."
Finally knowing where the package was, the Chinese moved forward. Jason fired into one of the rooms as he ran, and he took out a couple of Vietnamese. Once they were all cleared out, one of the Triads grabbed the package.
"Okay, we have it. Let's head upstairs to catch our ride."
They rushed back upstairs, wasting any Da Nang Boy that got in their way, and they rushed to the four helicopters waiting on the roof.
Jason, exhausted, walked out of Woozie's betting shop with John, a wad of cash in their pockets.
"Hey Jason, you want to go to a Cluckin' Bell or somewhere, and talk?" John asked.
"Yeah, sure." Jason replied, and grinning, he and John drove the Banshee over to Cluckin' Bell.
Things already, were looking up.