Fish in a barrel.

11:00 AM

Sam drove up front. He and fisher had discussed the route over their com's. Fisher was not there for support, he was to travel way behind and take a intercepting route. If anything kicked off it was Sam's job to give Fisher as much time as possible so he could flank them and grab one of them. Fisher had to remind him that he was not a cop anymore.

Sam smiled at this because he hadn't felt like a cop for along time.

No warnings, just shoot, get as many as you can and keep going forward. The key to surviving a ambush is aggression. As soon as you are hit you have to figure out where the threat is and hit back hard. Trust your instincts and accept that people are going to die, but the only thing you can do is limit how many.

Sam wondered how Fisher knew this stuff, but he put it down to Fishers job. He really didn't know too much about Fisher, but right now he was the only one that he trusted, more so than anyone at the 15.

Niko was in the back seat complaining but Sam had made it clear that any bullshit and he was in a world of hurt. Driving downtown he turned the corner of 32nd and 4th. Sam saw another squad car and noticed it was Dov and Shaw. They where driving towards him on the other side of street. He wanted to wave but didn't. He wasn't one of them anymore. He looked up and saw a faint glimmer from a window dead head, 4 stores up. He got down on the passenger seat and hit the gas hard. The squad car speed forward as the shot rang out going though the windscreen, though Sam's seat and missing Niko by about a inch.

'Fisher we have been engaged, sniper 4 stores up white building dead ahead'

Peaking up he saw a car coming offer the crossing and hit the brakes, but it was too late, metal crashed into metal. jerking back, he saw two figures get out of the car and open fire with automatic weapons peppering the car. Drawing his Glock 21Sf, he fired 3 quick shots at them each keeping them down for a second. Glass exploded next to him and he got down, hearing gun fire from the right. Putting the squad car in reverse and speed back doing a 180 spin. The gun fire continued peppering the back of the car, blowing out one of the tires.

'Fisher, 3 shooters with automatics' Sam shouted into his coms. siting up he throw the bandolier on and place the UMP in his lap. He saw Shaw and Dov stop their car and were about to get out. Shit, this was the last thing he needed. He speed up and rammed their squad car, pushing them back in. He leaned out of his side window and fired off 2 rounds at each of the shooters, not hitting them, but keeping their heads down. Using his squad car he pushed Dov and Shaw's car into a small ally to the right. The squad car didn't quite fit, but it trapped the doors. Looking up, he was happy that they where out of harms way.

He reversed quickly and attempted to spin the car round, but multiply burst of automatic fire blew out the left rear and front tires. He lost control and the squad car skidded into a a row of parked cars. More automatic fire peppered the car, as Niko freakout, trying to make himself as small as possible while at the same time pleading for Sam's help.

Sam kicked the passenger side door open and crawled out. Putting his feet against the last remain tire, he lay on this left hand side. Looking under the squad car for the shooters positions. Two shooters to the rear were advancing on him and the one across the street had posted up against some cars for cover. All three where spraying the squad car with bullets, which meant they didn't have a line of sight on him, but had lots of ammo to spare. Sam flicked the safety off the UMP down 2 positions to full auto, aimed down the echo tech sight and fire off a quick burst at one of the guys coming down the street. Hitting him squarely in both legs dropped him. He was on his back clutching his wounds. The second guy ran other and tried to drag him away whole firing in burst to provide cover while the 3rd continued to advance on the squad car firing in short burst. Sam fired off another burst at the two guys to the rear, dropping the second guy and putting more rounds into the first guys lower body. The UMP went click. Sam let go of the UMP's grip and drew his Glock 21SF, firing 2 shots at the second guy both hitting him in the lower body. Looking down, he saw that his 21sf was out of ammo but also understood that he needed to move positions now, since he could no longer see the third guy.

Getting to his knees he did a quick reload on his 21sf. Still with his 21sf, he peaked the back of the squad car, noticed Niko still curled up in a ball and saw a flash. He ducked behind the car, as a burst came from the third guy who had moved up and was now directly parrel to him. Sam fired 3 shoots at the red mini the guy was behind, and then reloaded the UMP. The third guy fired off a long burst at the squad car. Sam ducked and work his way to the front of the car, falling to the ground on his right side he used the bumper and remaining tire for over as he fired off a burst from the UMP. A white van sped round the corner to Sam's 10 o'clock.

Without thinking he fired a burst from the UMP at the van. The UMP went dry. Looking down, he drew the Glock 19 from the bandolier and fired off 7 shots into the drive, quickly turning, getting up and firing the rest of the magazine at the red mini. Dumping the magazine, he reloaded the Glock 19, placed it back in the bandolier, and topped up the UMP. By this time the white van had stopped and 2 more guys at stepped out, using the back as cover.

Where the fuck was fisher was all he could think.

'2 more shooters, front end of the street, white van'

More gun fire peppered the squad car from the 10 and 2 o'clock position. Sam ducked back behind the squad care, firing from behind the left bummer at the white van, punching out and putting a burst to the rear guys position. Reloading the UMP again, he worked his way back to to the rear of the car. Posting up against the rear bumper, he let the UMP hang from its sling, barrel facing down and drew his 21sf. The guy popped up, not knowing Sam's position. Sam dropped him with a single well placed shot to the head. Holstering up his Glock 21sf, he went back to his UMP firing off burst threw the squad cars rear window and into the white van. He wanted as much metal between them and him as possible. Reloading his UMP, he looked down. 1 spare magazine left, 1 in the UMP. He decide he need to get to better cover and fast. Firing off a burst, he decide to make a move to the bonnet of Shaw's car. Quickly taking the last spare magazine for the Glock 19 putting it in his left hand and drew the Glock 19 with his right hand, emptying its 15 round clip at the white van. dumping the clip and getting the last magazine in he ran forward, shooting at the white van. Just as he reach Shaw's car, the Glock 19 ran dray. He tossed it to one side, brought up the UMP and waited for one of the 2 shooters to show themselves. The one to the left popped his head round and Sam fired off 4 quick rounds on semi auto hitting him dead on. He fell, but was not out. Sam fired off the rest of the magazine at the right side of the van in short burst of 3 to 4 rounds and did a quick reload.

One guy left. Sam made the rash decision to end this. He had no idea the condition of Niko, but didn't really care. A burst of gun fire came from the right side of the van. Sam returned fire with 2 quick burst . He ducked behind the front of Shaw's squad car, unclipped the bandlo and tock one of the flash bangs out. Another burst of gunfire came from the van. Sam returned fired, emptying the UMP into the van and threw the flash-bang at the van. He ducked behind Shaw's squad car. The flash bang went off producing a cloud of shite smoke and a deafening bang. Sam fleet the shockwave come over the top of the bonnet of Shaw's squad car. Finally Fisher's car turned up coming to a stop on the other side of the van. He stepped out using his car as cover and fired off a burst from his LWRC at the remaining shooter, who scrambled round to the other side. Sam jumped up putting 3 controlled shots centre mass on the shooter. Sam heard another burst of gunfire from the left side of the truck and assumed it was Fisher finishing off the other shooter.

Fished shouted 'clear'

Sam did a quick search and assess and shouted 'clear'. standing up he looked over at the smoking wreak that was the squad car. It was littered with bullet holes. Fisher came round the corner of the van, LWRC lowered and looked at the carnage. Sam was about to ask him where the fuck he had been, but noticed a handcuff man in the back of his car.

Fisher noticed and added 'ran into the backup team, smoked 4 guys and grabbed him'. Sam nodded. Fisher then added ' get Niko I'll check their com's. Before checking on Niko, he walked over to the drivers side of Shaw's squad car. Both doors where jammed closed in the ally, but he could see Dov and Shaw though the windscreen. He motioned for them to role down there windows. Shaw did so.

'You ok ?'

Shaw just looked at him, in shock at what had just happened. He regained his composure and nodded at Sam. Looking over at Dov, who was curled up in a ball, Sam smiled at him and went to check on Niko. Approaching the back of the squad car he looked inside for Niko and found him in the back, on the floor looking scared out of his mind. He was a low level punk and wasn't expecting his week to start off like this. Sam walked round the other side of the car, opened the door and dragged Niko out of the car and towards Fisher's car.

Sam threw Niko in the back of Fishers car with the other guy, put the UMP in the trunk and got in on the passenger side. Fisher had started the engine, tapped in a address into the sat-nav and off they went. They could hear police sirens in the background and as they pulled away, Sam saw Shaw climb out of the sun screen of his squad car and look at Sam directly, putting his hands in the air in a 'what the hell' gesture. He looked over to Fisher who was driving. Seeing one of a number of squad cars goes past with its sirens on full blast snapped him out of the daze the he was in. He tock out his Glock 21Sf and swiped his belt line. His first mag pouch was empty but he had a fresh one next too it. Taking it out he did a quick tac reload and a press check, then reached into the glove compartment and garbed 2 fully loaded magazines, and leaving the partially empty one in there.

'Where are we going ?'

'We have to find somewhere to question these two idiots '

Fisher paused and looked at Sam. He knew what Sam had been though for during the past 3 months and felt partially responsible for it, yet he today he had stepped up and doing what needed to be done. He had to remember that Sam was on a basic level a police office and not some special forces guy, yet he had to admit that he had the gift.

'Good Job'

Sam looked down at his watch. This was going to be a long day.