It was the same morning the bank robbery happened. A mysterious man was up before sunrise in Las Venturas, out at the freight depot in southeastern Las Venturas. The area around was deserted, the sound of cars driving by and the city humming was all that was heard.
Headlights light up a small area as a black Alpha car pulled up. A large dark figure got out, in a trench coat, hiding his face as well. Another car pulled up to the darkness, a red Premier.
Two men stepped out and silently walked up to the mysterious figure. One spoke: "Okay sir. Do you have it?"
"Do we have a deal?" The lone one responded.
"If you have it."
He walked back to his Alpha and got a large metal briefcase out of the passenger seat. He opened it up to reveal that he kept his end of the deal. "Okay. It's a deal. We will be at your side."
Back at Nicolettis office, things were starting. "So, Connor of the JCF. In order for me to help you. I think I'm going to need a little insurance." He spoke jittery and almost raspy. "Not that I don't trust you, but I guess it's not really insurance, more of and exchange. More like, you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours."
Connor shook his head. "I need you to… retrieve some cash in exchange for my services," Nicoletti continued, "I want you to organize a bank robbery. We need cash, and this will cover the weapons I will order to take care of these, cops. Better to call them cockroaches, as you seem to not be able to get rid of them, I will help you exterminate them. But the poison costs money, you see what I mean?"
"Yes, Mr. Cruz. I see."
"The bank shouldn't be too hard to hit, you can probably hit it today. The security isn't that good. Good luck, Mr. Jack." Connor got up and exited the office.
Later that day, Connor was sitting aside as Toni and a few of the Liberty City JCF gang members were getting ready to go rob the bank. Down below Caligula's in the underground parking lot, a select few JCF members loaded up, along with Toni. Connor wasn't going to be in on this one. They each were equipped with one bullet proof vest under their black long sleeve shirt, MP5's and high powered M14 assault rifles, and a ski mask.
The van sped off towards the bank. It was a quick job, they got in their and yelled, got the cash, then eliminated a few of the civilians and clerks at the bank after the alarm was sounded. It wasn't until they exited the back door that the real action happed.
The door burst open, Toni and a JCF ran through, followed by three more JCF. They made their way through a small alley and out to the street, where two police cars skidded up.
"Take cover!" Toni ordered. His men his behind a few boxes, trash cans, etc. The cops dived out of their cars as the were being covered with bullet holes. The car further away from the groups started leaking gas. The cops were quickly taken out, with no damage done to the JCF group.
"Damn it! Where the hell is that getaway driver?"
The Police cruiser across the street became engulfed in flames, sending black smoke billowing into the sky. The car would combust if the fire reached the gas tank. Down the street, a police Rancher sped towards them at full speed.
Toni pointed at it and yelled, "Fire!" Sparks emitted from the Rancher as bullets pierced it's frame. The windshield shattered and the driver was killed. It lost control and crashed into a small shop along the road. The black getaway van suddenly appeared, with three Police Cruisers behind it.
As they neared, Toni's men fired at the cruisers, one lost control and smashed into a pole, disabling the engine. The van stopped and the men loaded up, the police nearing. As they drove, the back doors on the van were opened. From here Toni and a few men were taking out the cops that followed. They chase continued through the city around various neighborhoods, areas, etc. The chase eventually ended up on the Julius Thru Way. Cops never seemed to stop coming. A chopper hovered above the van, while a SWAT van sped up on the Thru Way.
"Get the fucking rocket launcher!" Toni ordered.
The men picked it up and passed it to Toni. "Can't this thing go any faster?" One asked. The chopper became visual. Bullets whizzed past the van as SWAT fired at it from the chopper and the ground as well. Toni pulled the trigger. Smoke pushed out of the back of the launcher then it led a trail up to the chopper in a split second.
The sky lit up in a fireball, small pieces of fire covered debris dropped to the ground. The SWAT van lost control after being fired at. Toni sped off and dropped by Pay N' Spray, changing the color of the van to purple, and changing the license plates. They returned to Caligula's. It was a Successful Mission.
Just after the robbery Max and Pierce were at the bank. Max was sitting on the police cruiser, Pierce standing next to him, they were watching the area, examining the people working. "You know Pierce, this is really getting out of hand. We need to bring these guys down, now."
"I know Max. So where do we start?"
"I would guess… Toni. Let's keep tabs on Caligula's. Follow them. If we happen to get into a confrontation, oh well. But for one thing is for sure. I am NOT going to let these bastards kill any more innocent people. Pierce, let's take these bastards down, for good."
"Alright dawg." The shuffled back into the cruiser and drove back to the Visage, getting ready for a stakeout tomorrow morning, which was going to be a long day. Max ordered his customized LX-34 light pistol to be arranged for pickup at Ammu-Nation tomorrow, along with a few bullet proof vests, etc.
The alarm sounded at five am. "Hello, this is your five am wakeup call, I an Tommy Nightmare Smith, and you're listening to, The Dust! Stay tuned for Free Bird."
Max leaned over and turned the radio off. He looked outside at the lights that the city produced. He awoke Pierce and Joey, and they three got ready for the stakeout. Before they started, Max drove down to the Ammu-Nation in southern Las Venturas. Joey waited in the cruiser while Max and Pierce went inside. A bearded man handed him the case the LX-34 came in.
"Eight hundred and fifteen dollars, please." he said in a southern accent.
"You know where things don't cast eight hundred dollars Max? The Precinct."
"Yeah, but they have crappy weapons, and I want good quality weapons."
"That's right sir, we sell nothing but the best here. By the way, I was wondering if you would want to become an Ammu-Nation bronze member. You can upgrade past that, but Bronze you get the Ammu-Nation monthly magazine, and a five percent discount. Only twenty bucks, good deal, limited time offer."
"Sure, I'll take it." Pierce rolled his eyes. Max spent the next five minutes filling out papers. The clerk handed him a car, and Max bought some clips for the LX-34. "Let's go."
"It's about time!" They headed out to the car.
Later that morning Pierce was staring through the binoculars at Caligula's while Max and Joey were examining his weapon.
Max was assembling it, when he got done he let Pierce hold it. "Damn man, it's lite." He aimed it ahead. "Ooh, and it feels good, a nice grip."
"Yeah," Max bragged, "It has a customized grip to fit my hands better, and it has customizable attachments to add on it. It's power is about two times the standard pistol. Plus it has a build in laser sight, and an attachable flashlight."
"It looks a lot like the SOCOM pistol."
"Not when I take the flashlight off."
"Dang. That's a beaut, Max."
"Thanks Joey. By the way, how are your legs?"
"They're good. Stupid bandages make my pants look weird though."
Minutes passed and the sun crept up above them creating ninety degree weather. They had all of the windows rolled down and they tried to keep casual. "Who's that?" said Pierce.
Max looked through the binoculars. "Toni… and Connor… We need to follow them."
They started the car up. Staying a few cars behind Toni, he never knew that they were being followed. They eventually came to rest at a warehouse, somewhere in eastern Las Venturas. Multiple cars were parked out front, of a higher class including sports cars, racing bikes, racing cars, etc. Max parked a ways down the street.
"Come one, be careful guys. Don't make a sound." They trio got out and headed for the warehouse, bearing weapons as they entered through a side door. The made their way through a hallway that ran parallel with the edge of the warehouse. They traveled upstairs into an empty office.
"Where is everybody?" Joey asked.
Max opened a door to a catwalk above the warehouse. Boxes and crates populated the room below. A large group of men were also below, patrolling the area, keeping it secure. Ahead, through the path ways between the crates and boxes below, three men stood. One large, one more slim, and one in a trench coat.
"Oh my god." Max whispered.
"What?"
"That's the assassin." Max pointed out.
"The crappy one that tried to assassinate us more than once?" Joey asked, Max shook his head.
"Look! Up zere! On ze catwalk!" A French voice called out. Max, Pierce and Joey were called out, discovered. The entire room looked at them as they began to shoot. People everywhere screamed amongst the gunfire, the three (Toni, Connor, man in trench coat) exited the warehouse, leaving their thugs to take care of the three intruders.
Up above the catwalk they were exposed, below would be cover and they could make their way through the warehouse , eliminating the enemies. The three dived off of the catwalk, landing on boxed below.
They started at one end of the warehouse, firing at any threats. Slowly they advanced, around every corner was someone ready to kill them. People were hiding amongst the various crates, popping up every three seconds to randomly shoot and hope that they shot one of the intruders. Max plowed through them like they were nothing, no match for him. With one shot of his LX-34, most of them went down.
Pierce did the best he could, coming from behind Max, managing to kill any Max left alive. Joey was covering the back with his two sawn-off shotguns. He didn't kill too many people. By the time they reached the end the room had been ridden of the enemy and filled with bodies. They briefly searched the area then exited to the street.
When they exited the warehouse, the cars that were parked along the street were gone, nobody was in sight. "Call the station Pierce. Tell them to get the coroner over here."
Pierce search his pockets for his phone. A yellow Sentinel drove by, Max got a brief look at man in a trench coat driving before gunshots rang out. Two French men were in the back, holding MP5's, firing at the three, who dove for cover, nearly dodging bullets. On the ground, Max returned fire, popping a tire as the car sped off.
"Holy shit! The-the-the Smiths!" Joey cried.
"W-what?" Max asked. "The… Smiths?"
"Yeah, yeah. I met them in prison. Ruthless duo, they are brothers. Jose, and.. And… Sean. They're French.
"What? Smith is not a French name, is it?" Max asked, confused. He looked around, making sure they didn't return.
"No, they changed their names as soon as they got into the country, thought they could outsmart the law. But they didn't. Anyway, they were released back in 2000."
"Damn it! More, more, more! There are always more! Damn it!" Pierce cried.
"Okay, okay listen." said Max, "The man in the trench coat was talking with Toni and Connor, meaning that they must know that Joey got out of jail."
"Oh shit!" Joey walked back and fourth nervously.
"So… So… They must know about us now. Ah shit, this is it guys. We have to them down. Before they take us down." said Max
"No, the precinct won't attack the Mafia." said Pierce, looking at Max.
Max tilted his head, "You're right. They won't… But we will."
Joey interrupted. "Okay, you know something, these Smith brothers are powerful people. If they are hired to kill us, they won't stop until they're dead, or their job is done. We are in serious shit guys. They can get their hands on the latest stuff on the market."
"We need to find out where the Smith Brothers are then, and take them out. It's going to be our only choice if we want to live."
"Yeah, I agree Max."
"Let's go back to the hotel, hopefully they don't know that we're staying there." They headed back to the Cruiser. "We need to plan our next attack."