Still dressed in his traditional Hawaiian shirt and jeans, Tommy lay sleeping on the couch of his newly acquired casino, 'Kenji's Casino,' which he renamed 'Tommy's Casino.' After a brutal fight, Tommy, Ken Rosenberg, and Tommy's right hand man Mario have been taking over Liberty City, one asset at a time, just as they had done in Vice City.
During his 'divide and conquer' strategy, he had developed a friendly rivalry with local syndicate 'Claude Speed' and his gang, because Tommy has been taking over a few or Claude's properties.
Tommy was laying in the sun in his swimming trunks, soaking up the rays in Vice City, while being surrounded by women in bikinis. As one of them started to rub Tommy, she spoke in a mans voice: "Hey, Tommy wake up man!"
Tommy frowned and opened his eyes to see a face in front of him with a blue hat and sunglasses on and a mustache which was above his upper lip. Mario.
"Tommy," he spoke as if he were in the 70's, "let's go man, we gotta boogie."
As Tommy sat up on the couch, a snorting sound came from the left of him. A chump in a purple suit and glasses was snorting lines of coke. It was Ken, Ken Rosenberg.
"Yeah, yeah, Tommy, w-we gotta go, man, I frickin' ready man! I can do this! Let's go kick their ass!" Rosenberg shouted anxiously while flailing his arms around.
Tommy got up and walked over to Ken. Holding out his hand, pointing to Ken's face, "You've gotta lay off of that stuff, Ken. I mean it." He said in a serious tone.
Ken sat back down. "Mario," Tommy said, "Go get a few men together."
"What's the plan, Tommy?" Mario asked.
"Y-yeah T-Tommy, what the plan, the plan, Tommy, you gotta tell me the plan."
Tommy ignored Ken. "The plan is, we are going to kick their asses," Tommy used man hand gestures, "This Claude guy is supposed to be trying to take back the recently newly named 'Tommy's Casino' with the help of his ally, the Yakuza gang."
"So," Mario blurted out.
"So, we will have a few me on guard, while we will be back, ready to flank them after they attack. We will have three radios posted around the casino, in the event that something goes wrong. They will radio us, we will flank Claude, and we will win this battle."
"Seems sorta simple to me."
"Simple plans are the best plans, Mario."
"Not necessarily, sir."
"Shut up Mario."
"Okay."
There was a brief moment of silence. "Well?" Tommy gestured, staring at Mario, who still stood in the same place.
"What?" Mario answered.
"The men?"
Mario understood, "Sorry boss." he said on his way out.
They met up at Newport, three vans were full of men, they met in a alley to discuss issues. There were fifteen people there, including Tommy, Mario, and Ken. The group made a small circle around Tommy. Tommy, who was wearing a bullet proof vest, stood on a wooden box.
The group was quietly talking amongst each other, Tommy watched them for a second, the spoke, "Okay. Okay. May I have your attention, please. In approximately twenty-one minutes, we will be attacked by the Yakuza, and their new leader (who oddly isn't Japanese), Claude Speed. Our hidden source within the Yakuza had informed us that a diversion for the police had been set, we don't know what the diversion is, but chances are that will probably be and explosion of some sort. Anyway, after we get the signal of an attack, we will have snipers posted in these three buildings," Tommy had a stick, and a map taped up to a wall on the alleyway. "overlooking the battlefield. After they make the attack, we will come in and flank them from First Street (heading directly to the entrance of the casino), and Jason Drive (heading towards the casino, south). Any questions?"
Everyone in the group was dressed in the traditional Yakuza clothing. One Yakuza raised his hand. "Excuse me, sir. What weapons we using?"
"Ah yes. I have been waiting for that. The snipers will use these S.W.A.T. issue, PSG-1 rifles. Everyone else, who will be attacking via the ground level, will have two fragmental grenades, a Glock or Beretta 9mm, and a choice of a Shotgun, Micro-MP5, and a Kalashnikov assault rifle. Got it?" Tommy pointed to a van, "Open up the wooden crates, and everyone get their equipment." Tommy pointed to three men, "You will be the snipers."
After everyone was finished getting their equipment, they had about five minutes to get ready.
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A few hours before Claude's planned assault, Claude was watching TV at his internet café on Staunton Island. His Yakuza surrounded the building, disguised so they wouldn't scare off any civilians.
"Eh, wow Claude, they came out with the new model of Sentinel," said Phil Cassidy, an old war veteran, and a friend of Claude. Claude didn't respond.
Phil was drinking coffee, the assault was in about and hour, from which knew, it was at noon. Phil put down his mug, and scooted towards Claude, whispering to him, "Claude, I know what you got planned at noon, do you want me to help?"
Claude looked at Phil expressionlessly. He slowly shook his head saying sure, if you want to. Phil could understand Claude pretty well, being friends over ten years.
Twenty slow minutes passed, forty minutes until the assault. The day turned out to be pretty sunny. Tomorrow was going to be November first.
Phil and Claude found themselves at Phil's Army Surplus, in northern Staunton Island. They were unloading an arsenal of weapons, and equipping the Yakuza soldiers with them. Phil, although only having one arm, was an excellent marksman, and an advantage to have on your side.
The traditional Yakuza Stingers were too small to attack in, so they got a temporary substitute car, the Nebula. In the parking lot, there were six Nebula's which were being loaded up with men, Claude and Phil got into separate cars. The attack was going to take place in two places, North and East of the Casino.
Along with the cars full of soldiers, they also had a group of men load up in a Barracks OL, which would stop a distance form the building, and allow more Yakuza Soldiers attack on foot. As the minutes passed, the cars left the Army Surplus. The attack had begun.
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With only minutes until the attack was expected, Tommy's snipers rushed up to certain floors in the hotel, and apartment building which surrounded the casino. Tommy and his men parked down the street a ways, next to the giant star statue, while the others were parked under the bridge in Newport, prepared for the assault.
Tommy looked around in the van anxiously with his love for getting into firefights, they sure gave him a rush. He looked around, prepared to fight. A sound in the distance caught everyone's attention. An explosion, the diversion for the cops. The attack had begun.
A few minutes passed and the Nebula's sped through the streets of Staunton Island. The world passed in a blur as they sped around traffic and dodged pedestrians who were jumping out of the way. Claude's car coming up to the turn, from which the casino was just beyond. The car screeched as it took the turn, drifting in sight of the guards at the casino. I less than ten seconds, the casino was surrounded by Nebula's, each one unloading four Yakuza soldiers along with Claude and Phil.
As the men emerged, the guards pulled out their SMGs, and the fire firefight began. Bullets were exchanged from the street to the casino, pedestrians ran and civilian cars drove out of sight.
In this brief action, a few of Tommy's guards dropped dead. The Nebula's provided cover form the defenders upon the casino. Phil was North of the casino, and had three Yakuza with Aks protecting him as he manned an M60 with the help from his prosthetic arm. He took down at least five men within a minute.
The bullets never stopped falling, as more and more guards exited the casino, armed with M4's and Pump Action Shotguns (the casino must have been closed down temporarily, because nobody exited it beside Tommy's men). Yakuza were dying out fast, Claude and Phil were under heavy fire, barely managing to stay out of the bullets range.
Ten more Yakuza Soldiers entered the battle from down the street, taking up strategic positions behind trees, poles, and cars, which were now filled with bullets.
Claude was ducked behind a Nebula, which was leaking gas. He stuck his MP5 above his head, and shot randomly at the casino. The Yakuza next to him got shot in the head, blood splattered over Claude. He had been shot from a building, not the casino. Snipers.
The car wasn't going to take much more damage. Claude stood up in the middle of the street and ran towards Phil's position, narrowly escaping the explosing car. Phi was now behind a tree on the grass. A few stray bullets entered Claude's vest, but he made it to Phil. The number of Yakuza soldiers was getting pretty scarce. How could this be?
"This is some crazy shit!" Phil screamed, shooting at the casino with a revolver, "Woooooo-hooooooo! Take that! Cock sucker!" A Guard dropped.
Claude had just realized why their men were dying so fast, a group of Tommy's men were flanking them. Claude had spotted Tommy down the street, he pointed at him. Phil then noticed him too.
"Holy shit! Tommy? I can't kill him! He's my friend!" Phil stopped firing, and didn't know what to do. "Screw this! Sorry Claude." With that, Phil was gone, leaving Claude and his Yakuza, who were taking fire from three sides.
Tommy's men were closing in on the few remaining Yakuza soldiers. Oh shit. Claude thought. There were only four Yakuza left out of that big group, plus Claude, who were hiding between a tree and an apartment building. Maybe it was time to give up. Tommy's men outnumbered Claude's force greatly. If he fought, there was going to be no chance of surviving, if he surrendered, maybe he could survive.
Tommy's men neared, Claude ordered his soldiers to stop shooting. They put down their weapons, and with that, found themselves at gunpoint in the intersection between 1st and Jason Drive in front of the casino amongst many bodies, shells, weapons, deserted and wrecked cars, torn up cement, plus they were unarmed and greatly outnumbered.
The battle was relatively short, only lasting a about ten minutes, maybe less. Tommy stood out from the men, laughing. "You didn't think you could beat us, Claude, did you?" He sighed, "Well, now that you have surrendered, I guess there isn't much else to do but kill you, right?" Tommy was holding a sawn off shotgun in his right hand, which he pointed at Claude's head.
Claude became nervous, his heart pounding. He had been in this position before, but this time, he had no escape, and the pistols weren't aiming at his bullet proof vest, but the shotgun was aiming at his head.
One of Tommy's men coughed, Tommy about to pull the trigger. A stray noise made Tommy look away for a brief second. Tommy spoke, "Fuck me."
The next few minuets turned to chaos, all Claude could see was Tommy turning his head, then trying to jump out of the way. Followed by Tommy's actions, the ground turned into rubble, as men flew up into the air amongst the fire. Claude flew about eight feet back and hit a few of Tommy's men, having the wind knock out of him. Just when he thought it was over, it wasn't. He realized that it was a rocket that was shot at them.
Unable to get up, he listened, with his face in the ground, covered in dust and debris. There were gunshots, and a lot of them. It also sounded like a helicopter, and more cars coming. What the hell just happened. There was screaming too. Men were running around, being shot at, screaming as they died.
Tommy stood up, not that badly hurt, but his leg was soaked in blood. Looking around, Claude's men were taking cover, while Tommy's men were getting shot at by a helicopter, and a few men dressed in black suites, who were getting out of Sentinels that were speeding up.
It was time to split. It was the Jack Crime Families, and it looked like they had a lot of men and firepower, shotguns and M16s. Tommy dashed off, heading North on Jason drive, heading away from the shooting. As he ran, he noticed that he was running with a few Yakuza and a few of his own guards. As Tommy looked back, he saw that one of the JCF members was shooting at his guards with a rocket launcher. He also noticed Claude next to him, running away.
As they got further away form the action, Tommy saw Phil, giving them cover fire with and M4. The gunshots got quieter as they sprinted away. Tommy had lost the casino for sure now, and at the moment was temporarily neutral with Claude and his two surviving Yakuza soldiers, who he was running with.
After time passed, Tommy, Claude, Phil, Two Yakuza, and Mario (who was with Tommy the entire time) were in an alley next to a Pay n' Spray, out of breath, dirty, sweaty, and gathering their thoughts on what happened.
They sat on cardboard boxes, each gang on an opposite side of the alley, staring each other down. Tommy and Claude glared at each other. Phil was standing between the men. Claude got up, ready to knock the shit out of Tommy, and vide versa.
"Now hold on you guys, before you start killing each other, I have a proposition for you." said Phil.
Tommy and Claude looked at Phil inquisitively. Phil took a deep breathe, eager to explain. "You two, are both my friends. And I don't want to see my friends kill each other. Now, what could I do to have you too get along?"
"Have that punk give me some assets!" Tommy stood up, pointing at Claude. Claude then responded by getting up, and walking up to Tommy, staring at him in his face.
"No! No!" Phil pushed the two apart. "What if you, share properties, become one force. Join up against the JCF., they attacked both of you just now, after all. You'll be twice as powerful then you were before, and you can take out the JCF, ya know?"
Tommy smiled. "That the most intelligent thing I think you have ever said Phil," He looked at Claude. "So, what do you say, Claude? Wanna be friends?" Tommy held out his hand.
Claude stared at Tommy, you could tell he was thinking. He grabbed Tommy's hand and shook it.