[ Dallas' Pov ]
[ Jax: Coke House ]
"This is the place of the thugs he's been tracking down for almost a week. It looks dark and creepy, but expect some serious business. He told me that this apartment building houses the bunch of coke he saw being transported one day, and the other. The layout of the apartment is shaped like an L, a good vantage point on the top of the West wing of the apartment."
He radioed over to our receivers in our masks. Hoxton, Chains, John, and I were sent on our van to the location of the contract where the coke apartment is located.
Only Hoxton and Chains are with me in the van. John was sent there an hour early to patrol the area on high ground with his trusty sniper rifle.
Where's Wolf? He's knocked off with Jimmy and we had no choice but to convince John to take his place temporarily.
"That damn Wolf got crazy with Jimmy." Chains said and giggled with Hoxton.I smiled at Chains before looking at my Union 5.56 that I'm holding with my two hands.
"His loss that he got himself wasted yesterday, little Wolf now can't go to the event." Hoxton said before pulling his mask down and pulling out his Akimbo Crosskill Guard pistols Both Chains and I were shocked when we saw him wield his new pistols we've never seen him use before.
"Damn, didn't know you brought that baby now." Chains exclaimed. "Pretty eh? Too bad little Wolf can't see me wield these bad boys." Hoxton giggled while flaunting his Akimbo Crosskill Guard pistols.
"Are you guys there? 'Cause I have some good news to tell you." Bain asked through our receivers. Our driver grabbed his radio and responded back to Bain's question.
"We are almost there." He said before placing back the radio to the passenger seat beside him. "Good, because there's a van pulling back by the apartment, and the thugs are expecting to see it. It seems like they're doing a trade just about now, and now's the good time to ambush the coke deal." Bain radioed to us and we prepared ourselves for the contract.
With our masks on and our guns ready, I told the driver to "surprise" the thugs when we enter. He agreed and soon we arrived at the location of the contract.
The van Bain told us about pulled off inside and two thugs are closing the gates when we welcomed them by smashing the gates in a pace with our van and hitting the back of the parked van.
"That was an entrance you made that I didn't know you clowns will do. Now get out of there and give them hell." Bain radioed and we immediately went off the van and fired at the thugs around us.
Soon the thugs outside are taken out and we approached the parked van. We opened it and inside was a truckload of coke.
"That's some goods! Jax will surely be proud of this! Now get those in the van before the police arrives, then signal the driver to park the van somewhere safe before you continue with the plan. We don't want the driver to be gunned down in the middle of a police assault while you're in the building clearing thugs and carrying cokes, do we?"
Bain radioed and we quickly bagged the cokes inside the van before throwing them in the van and signalling the driver to pull off somewhere safe.
Before closing the van door, I can count 10 bags of coke already stashed inside. The van left and we ran inside the entrance of the apartment building where we were met by more thugs in position to guard the place and their coke. We fired our shots way in, shooting our way inside the apartment.
[ John Wick's Pov ]
Viewing from the top floor of the West Wing of the coke house, I saw the three heading inside the entrance using the scope of my sniper rifle. I returned my sniper rifle back in my duffle bag on my back.
Behind the door of the room, shouting can be heard from the thugs. "Get the clowns on the entrance! We'll stay here and defend the coke." I heard from one of the thugs.
I stood by door for a few seconds, giving the thugs some time to head to the commotion before slowly opening the door and quickly shooting the 4 thugs standing in the hallway.
My pistol is suppressed and it reduced the noise of firing the shots enough for the people close to me to only notice. Then I stood and thought, if these thugs were standing here, then the coke must be in one of these rooms.
I slowly entered the room close to where the thugs were standing and found a stash of coke lying down on the table and on the floor.
"Wick has found one of the stash of coke, it is located in the West Wing, top floor. Remember the room and bag the coke later after the first assault." Bain radioed to my receiver in my pocket. The others now know the location of one of the coke.
[ Hoxton's Pov ]
"Damn, John has found one of the stash already." I said while hiding behind a desk conveniently placed in the hallway.
Chains and Dallas were beside me, shooting the remaining thugs storming our direction. Chains, in frustration, left the desk and fired his shots at the remaining thugs on his way with his minigun and his Improved Combined Tactical Vest as his protection.
The thugs were finally cleared off and Chains lowered his minigun and looked at us. "Where the fuck are these coming from?!" He yelled before kicking a body of a thug.
We stood up and looked at the bodies of the thugs that we'd taken down before looking back at Chains. "Oh sure as hell. Bain definitely is right, we're in for some serious business." I said before checking the mag capacity of my Akimbo Crosskill Guard Pistols.
Both of the mags still have some ammunition left in them. "We have to keep going–" Dallas was interrupted when a siren of a Police car was heard from outside of the apartment.
"Responders are here, we gotta get going and find the rest of coke." I said and they nodded before searching each through the rooms of the first floor. I then stumbled upon a room of one of the stashed coke and notified the others.
[ John Wick's Pov ]
Along the corridors of the top floor, I came across this metal gate that leads to a corridor with only one room. The gate was next to an open window, a good spot for setting up a sniper position to take care of the Swat units down below.
Sadly, the gate was unable to be lockpicked and I had to use a wacky drill. I kneeled by the gate and set up the drill. I started it up and it began drilling the gate.
The monitor of the drill shows the duration of the drill to perform in order to get the gate open. On the monitor shows 125 seconds before the drill finishes.
"What a drill." I told to myself before setting up my position to snipe the swat units below. I grabbed my sniper rifle from the duffle bag and aimed down at below.
A couple of Police car were parked alongside a Swat van. Many Swat units are taking cover and preparing for the assault. I aimed at one Swat Officer and shot at it. Just about the time it hit, the battle is on. "The assault is here! Now give them hell." Bain radioed and I took aim at the Swat units.
A few seconds had just passed and there was already a Bulldozer making it's way to the entrance. I took a shot at few of the Swat units before hearing the most annoying noise that we heisters always hate, the drill jamming.
I lowered my sniper rifle and quickly turned around to fix the drill. "Come on, come on." I said to myself while fixing the noisy jammed drill.
It took me almost a minute before finally fixing the drill and getting it started again. When I was about to go back to my sniping position, a bullet flew pass my shoulder and hit the wall beside me.
The bullet came from the end of the hallway. I looked at my shoulder and saw 2 Shields on their way towards me. "You picked the wrong heister to mess with." I said to myself and aimed at the 2 Shields before firing my sniper rifle.
The bullet flew quick at them and penetrated through their Shields and hit them. The 2 Shields immediately fell on the floor, lifeless.
I felt proud of myself until I heard the drill jamming again. "Damn it you piece of shi–!"
[ Chains' Pov ]
I was standing at the hallway with the others behind me, fending off the Swat units at the other side of the hallway when I suddenly saw the Heavy Seat unit that we heisters fear, a Bulldozer.
"There's a Bulldozer!" I yelled as the Bulldozer menacingly glared at me with his intimidating Reinfeld 880 Shotgun pointing at me.
Hoxton, who was hiding at another conveniently placed desk, heard me and looked behind to check out the Bulldozer. He patted me by my left leg and raised his head at me.
"Take care of the big guy for me." He said before returning back to fending off the Swat units behind me.
Under my mask, I smirked and fired a single bullet with my Brenner 21 at the face plate of the Bulldozer to tease it.
The Bulldozer stood there and took the hit to the face plate like nothing else. "Is that all you got?!" He asked in disappointment, expecting to see more from me.
Not wasting anymore time, I quickly aimed at the face plate of the Bulldozer and burst fired the hell off him with my monster looking Brenner 21.
He was so staggered by the shots to his face plate that he couldn't aim down and shoot at me. Not even 5 seconds, the face plate fell off and the visor behind it shattered.
With his face now revealed, he knows that he's about to die. I finished him off by shooting his head with my Brenner 21, and it fell on the floor with a loud thud.
"Bulldozer is dead." I announced with sheer confidence before turning around to face the others and help them fend off the Swat units coming from the end of the hallway.
"Don't worry lads, leave this to me." Hoxton stood up from the cover and ran towards the Swat units with this Akimbo Crosskill Guard Pistols, hip firing them.
Then, I didn't noticed this until now. Hoxton isn't wearing an armor or a vest! "Damn you Hoxton! You going to kill yourself for that!" I shouted at him before being reassured by Dallas. "Don't worry Chains, he has the Rogue Perk Deck equipped."
I raised an eyebrow in confusion while looking at Dallas. "A what?"
[ Hoxton's Pov ]
"You wankers are messing with the wrong heister!" I shouted as I ran through the hallways and shooting every Swat units I see with my Akimbo Crosskill Guard Pistols.
I dodged every bullet like that one sci-fi movie I watched last Saturday. Damn that movie was so good and this situation reminds me of it.
Feeling confident, I ran to the stairs while dodging every bullets like a maniac and went to the top floor before being tazed. Fucking hell it was painful to be tazed randomly, especially when you aren't aware that there was even a Tazer nearby.
I quickly looked around while shaking in shock before seeing the Tazer who tazed me. I immediately shot it with my pistols and we both fell to the floor, with him dead and I downed. "God damn it! Bloody hell Tazer!"
[ John Wick's Pov ]
"Hoxton's in a pickle!" Bain radioed to us while I was busy shooting the Swat units down below with my Thanatos .50 cal. Not letting down my teammate, I returned my sniper rifle back to my duffle bag on my back and ran towards Hoxton who was just lying there by the stairs.
"You look rough." I said to him before kneeling beside him and helping him up. Soon I finally got him up and gave him one of my First Aid Kits.
"Thanks." He said while kneeling down and patching himself up. "No problem." I said before being notified by Bain that something has finished.
"Check the drill, it might be done." Bain radioed and we ran to the gate before seeing the drill finally finished drilling it open. I removed the drill and went down the hallway before opening the door at the left at end of the hallway.
Inside was a truckload of coke stashed, lying around the floor and tables. "Wick has found the last stash of coke!" Bain radioed before continuing. "Damn! They pulled back, that should give you some time. Now start bagging. I'll message the driver to pull back at the front of the apartment, and there load the van with coke."
He radioed and we began bagging the coke in the room and throwing it out of the window. It took us awhile to bag all the coke in this room and in the other room at the same floor.
We then threw the rest of the bags out of the window. Outside we can see the Dallas and Chains loading the van with coke.
We both ran out of the apartment as quick as possible before meeting up with the two at the van and helping them load the van.
Soon we finally got all the bags inside and we hopped in before leaving the location.
[ Back at the Safe House ]
[ Dallas' Pov ]
We soon arrived at the Safe House and parked the van in the garage where Wolf was there, waiting for us. We hopped out of the van and greeted Wolf with our bags of coke that we stole from the coke house.
"Damn, I forgot that there was a heist today. Sorry if I was out because of last night." Wolf apologized with his head hanging low. I reassured him by patting his shoulder and showing him the bag of coke I'm carrying.
"Don't worry, you're getting a share with the pay." I said and he smiled before punching my shoulder lightly and heading back inside the safe house.
"Come on, let's get this inside and contact Bain for someone to–" I was interrupted by someone familiar walking into the garage. It was Vlad, greeting us with his Russian accent. "Hehe hey, I'm already friends with Jax and Bain sent me here to deliver the bags to him, and I'll give the cash to you. So, did you bring the coke?"
"Oh bloody hell we have it." Hoxton raised both of his hands that were carrying both bags of coke. "Bring it back in the van and I'll tell the driver where to drop off." Vlad said and we complied by returning the bags in the van. He hopped in the passenger seat beside the driver and drove off.
I was there at the garage in the middle of the night. The others already went in, leaving me alone in the garage. I went outside and grabbed a packet of cigarettes from my pocket before popping one in my mouth and lighting it with my lighter from my pocket.
The contract wasn't so bad afterall. Jax has a good taste, but hopefully nothing backfires with his contracts that he gives us.
I then felt a pat on my back. I looked at my shoulder and saw Houston beside me. "I heard it went well, how about you tell me the whole story before we go back to sleep?"
"Fuck you." I told him before giggling and puffing from my cigarette. He punched my shoulder lightly. "What's that for?" He asked and I sighed before looking up at the sky.
"Nothing, we had a good payday."
[ Chernobyl, Russia ]
[ ??? Pov ]
"Boss, our coke supply from Washington DC has been cut off. Our men there reported that they saw 4 clowns from the Payday Gang raid the apartment and stole the coke."
"Order the remaining men there to investigate, and I'll send more men there to further support the investigation and guard our meth lab."
"Okay sir."
"Stupid ass clowns, messing with the wrong people."