Chapter 3 No Way Out
They didn't much like the idea of sleeping right then but they were tired and they weren't going anywhere so they might as well recover what strength they could while they could.
For the moment they were safe and they needed to use that to their advantage while it lasted. All too soon they would need to break out of here.
They both fell into a fitful sleep riddled with fire.
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When they woke up the doc was there and he said they had a whole arsenal hidden in the clinic.
They were going to need it too. The mob had sent 50 men to destroy the clinic and kill everyone inside. Dr Andre told them that they would already be dead but the men were told not to do anything but secure the area and make sure no one got out until the Saints showed.
As the doc checked their bandages and stitches he told them, "It won't be easy but we will get you guys out of here. As far as I can see you boys are all set. You need to rest of course but there's nothing more I can do for you here, not while those men are outside waiting to kill us."
Connor and Murphy looked at each other and nodded. They had work to do.
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The Saints along with everyone inside the building got to work arming themselves and setting up defenses.
This was going to be a blood bath any way you sliced it. The people inside the clinic were outnumbered two to one. Both groups were equally heavily armed but the men outside were trained killers and the clinic wasn't exactly Fort Knox.
Even if they managed to catch the mob guys off guard and killed a good many of them before they realized what was happening. As soon as the mob guys started shooting back it would be only a matter of time before the forces inside the clinic folded. Unless by some miracle they were able to kill all of them in a very short period and no more showed up before they could scat.
Things were looking very grim in the Beacon of Hope.
All the arms were divvied up. No point in holding out; it was all or nothing.
It took awhile because they had to prepare in a way that didn't cause suspicion but finally everyone was armed and in position. They were as ready as they would ever be.
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They had a few dozen grenades. They threw a few into the men that were gathered in clusters. Others began to open fire in the hopes of taking out as many as possible before they took cover.
It worked. They managed to kill about twenty and injure a dozen more in the first wave. After that though they started shooting back. At that point it was kill or be killed. They were at war and no one was leaving til one side was dead.
There were still about thirty men who were uninjured. Many of the men that were injured were still able to shoot. They had cover now so inflicting more damage was getting more and more difficult.
The mob guys were also better with their weapons than the nurses and volunteers at the clinic. The people in Beacon of Hope started going down.
The clinic workers did the best they could but it was obvious what way the battle was going. No matter how many they killed it would not be enough. They were going to lose. They were going to die, all of them.
Of all the people inside the clinic Connor and Murphy were the ones most versed in killing and they were the ones doing the most damage to the mob guys. By themselves they probably killed ten men and injured none.
At the rate the clinic was burning through ammo they were going to run out soon. There were only about a dozen mob guys left but it was more than enough to keep the nurses on their toes.
The numbers inside the clinic had dropped as well. The numbers were almost even now. The clinic had a position but the mob guys had more experience and they weren't running out of ammo.
If they had a distraction some of them might be able to punch a hole and escape. The Saints were going to lead that group. Choosing who would stay was hard. Most of them were injured. Some of them were so bad it was obvious they weren't going anywhere. Not being able to take them didn't make it any easier.
No matter what happened they were going to die but if they did this right the Saints might be able to flank the mob guys and take them out. That was the plan anyway.
Everyone knew what the boys had to do if it turned out that it wasn't going to be that easy but no one wanted to say it.
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They still had some grenades left so they used them to catch the mob guys off guard as they unleashed hell. Meanwhile Connor and Murphy and two others were sneaking out the back and going around the block to ambush the mafiosos.
At the rate the remaining nurses were burning through ammo they wouldn't last long so they had to move quickly, every second counted. This was a desperate attempt to save those left and they put everything they had into it.
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As the boys were setting up, preparing to hit the mob guys from behind three vans showed up, spilling more men onto the bloody parking lot.
With the re-enforcements everything changed. Their plan wasn't going to work any more there were too many of them now. The four waiting to ambush had no choice but to flee.
Despite their attempts to signal the other two they ran in the other direction than the brothers were going.
The MacManus brothers fled as well fading into the bustling city.
Next chapter the boys make some new friends and things get moving along.
Ok so yeah I like killed everyone so there's really nothing left to say. Its just that kind of story, expect rampant non-essential character death. They're in the story pretty much to die for our beloved heroes, isn't that depressing?