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[CrazyGirl17]

Chloe sat back in her seat, thinking of all the chaos she would wreck. Finally, the car came to a halt as they waited for the other group to make their move. Some of the other members of their group were talking about cell phones, but Chloe wasn't paying attention It was only when people started leaving the car did she snap to attention.

"So," she asked, leaning over, "Where d'you think a good vantage spot for me would be?"

 

[figment of mind]

She was wondering why one of the thugs was all by his lonesome when Deegan assaulted him. Monica also wondered why he thought standing there was a good idea...especially as she saw him nearly get his head caved in by Deeg. Still, that was one less conquistador out of the way...she justed hoped that she got the chance to take out one next time.

As they peered around the corner, Deeg decided that it was grenade time, shuffling throught her bag and throwing one into a group of them down the hall. The result...she really didn't know, closing her eyes and ears, you know, but evidently it worked as Deeg went rushing down the hall. She figured Deeg had some sense of self-preservation so she ran right after him, hoping a wall of bullets didn't meet them.

Monica rounded the corner right after Deegan, charging at the first Conquistador that currently didn't have a bat speeding towards their head. Immediatly, she grabbed his head and shoved it underneath her arm, trapping it there, before falling onto her back and slamming the poor fool's head into the ground. While he was stunned, she scrambled back up quickly and slide to his legs, grabbing them and preforming a classic Giant Swing on him. She let him go after a couple of rotations, sending him flying into a couple of his buddies and knocking them all down. While they were trying to get up and get their friend off of them, she ran up, stepping on his back, and delivered a vicious punt to the right one's face, knocking him out. The conquistador that she was stepping on was none to pleased about that act but before he could voice anything, she dropped and slammed her elbow into the back of his head, causing him to black out.

The final thug managed to squirm his way out from underneath her most recent victim, just as she popped up again. Unfortunately, he lost his gun when Monica knocked him down, leaving no reason for her to not clothesline him...so she did. She ended that threat by doing a little spin and curbstomping him at the end, not carrying enough power to crush his head but enough to knock him out post haste.

 

[Mr.Ivebeenframed]

Where d'you think a good vantage spot for me would be?"

"I don't really know this place so-" Drifter said before he heard a faint bang go off in the apartments. Instincts told him that things started to heat up now and it would only mean a matter of time before gang members would be checking to see what that sound was. He thought to Millie and her position.

"It's begun." Drifter said. "Go with the Russian. She'll do you good. Me and Millie will stay behind and make sure no other gang members come out or come in."

With that, Drifter went back to his car to radio Millie.

"The party's starting." Drifter said into his radio. "Cover the other building while the others go to them, alright?"

 

[CrazyGirl17]

"I don't really know this place so-" Whatever the man was abut to say was cut off when a muted bang was heardoverhead. "It's begun. Go with the Russian. She'll do you good. Me and Millie will stay behind and make sure no other gang members come out or come in."

And with that, the conversation was over. Chloe shrugged and turned towards the building, a wicked grin on her face. "Alright, this is gonna be fuuun~!" She grinned and jogged towards the building, guns at the ready and hoping to cath up with the others.

 

[Athol]

"The party's starting. Cover the other building while the others go to them, alright?"

"Got it." Milli replied, to the radio on her shoulder, watching the other two head towards the second target. "Hey Drifter...if somebody does come up the alley gimme a heads-up, but don't engage if you can help it...it so much easier to bail if the evac isn't being shot at before I get there."

 

[booksv2]

Standing inside the security room and looking over the cameras Magic pokes a few buttons and frowns as he see's a few people in hall ways and in elevators. Pulling out a talkie-walkie he had grabbed in the car he triggers it.
"So... This is Mike and as far as i can see there's not a whole lot of people in the halls and things."

Letting the talk button go and pulling the gun from its holster he cracks it open and makes sure it has bullets in it before closing it again and holding it in his hand as he flips through the different cameras.

 

[Ruedyn]

"That's our cue! Let's go."

Raul let the other two surprisingly battle hardened teenagers take the lead, rushing like a bull the last challenger, sliding under his right swing, wrapping his own arm around the conquistadors, his hand over his shoulder. He didn't exactly enjoy the small crack of his arm breaking, but it was a step in the right direction. Raul disengaged, loosening his grip and doing a small flourish away, finishing his small spin with a brutal backhand from his crowbar. His other hand wrapped around the sledgehammer as Deegan's walkie talkie sparked to life.

"So... This is Mike, and as far as I can see, there's not a whole lot of people in the halls... and things."

"Got it." Raul took a step forward, a massive swing connecting the block of his hammer to a doorknob. It swung open, the sound of a nose breaking was clear. Trying to listen to a battle as it was going on, how cowardly. Raul leapt in, an overhead one handed swing smashing the conquistadors ribs. Raul did a roll to the side as a gunman behind a desk opened fire, dropping to his hands and feet. He sprang out, dropping his hammer and flipping the desk up, a wicked uppercut with the crowbar connected with his jaw. Raul did another spin to get around him, connecting his crowbar with the back of the gangsters head. He dropped like a sack of bricks.

Raul shook his shoulders, loosened himself up as he walked towards the hammer. Raul swung his hammer back onto his back, and his crowbar at his side. The tekkan's turn, now. He took a few giant step backwards, towards the wall, and charged forward, plowing through the wall and into another gunman trying to set up an ambush. Raul tackled him to the floor, pinning him and driving his blunt sword into his eye. He stopped screaming quickly. Raul rushed through and broke past the door, looking for his teammates.

 

[Pm0n3y]

There was an apartment at the end of the hall Deegan and company assaulted. And the guys on the other side of the door quickly gathered up their weapons. The man they were in charge of guarding, Gomez Gonzales, rushed up to the door, and peered through the peephole. There, he watched the action unfold. "The fuck? Are those...kids?" He was about as confused as he was impressed. Who ever they were, they made short work of his men. He flipped down a lever near the door, and a blaring alarm rang out, echoing throughout the entire complex. He brandished a walkie talkie as he did so. "We have some intruders in building one. Surround the building so none of 'em get out."

Outside, gang members started piling out of adjacent houses and buildings. They crossed into the parking lot and courtyard, and some entered into both the building's lobbies. They stood at all the exits they could find, and some just meandered in the courtyard. Inside, doors that were once closed were now open. Gang members began leaving their homes to contribute to the planned capture of these assailants. Deegan had no time to react to the alarm, as a door to his immediate left opened, and a couple of Conquistadors sprung out, tackling him through one of the doors leading into the staircase.

As soon as that happened, the door at the end of the hall swung open, and Gomez's personal guard piled out. "Get the other two. I think one of 'em went into that door." He ordered simply, pointed towards the home Raul broken into. They complied, and entered the fray.

 

[CrazyGirl17]

As gang members began streaming out of the building, Chloe only grinned wider. Finally, some real action! She thought and drew her twin handguns.

"Say hello to the girls!" Chloe crowed, and began firing at random. The gang members were forced back. "That's it, dance for me!" The young woman cackled, only stopping when her guns ran out of ammo, forcing her to hide behind a wall.

"Damn. Guess I went a bit overboard, huh?" She said to herself, and pulled out her M16. "Okay, time to give this baby a test drive!" She said in a happily psychotic way, and prepared to fire.

 

[blaze96]

David couldn't help but smirk as gang members began to pour out of adjacent buildings and gather in lovely little clusters around the entrances. He had set up his M249 on the scaffolding and currently had his recoilless rifle on his shoulder. His smirk immediately grew even wider as some drove in parking their various red and gold painted vehicles close together in the parking lots and roads. He saw one in particular which caught his eye, a SUV which seemed to be carrying at least one well-kitted gang member pulled close enough to two other vehicles packed with them.

"And now it is time for me to say hello." He said to himself as he aimed the rifle and fired a rocket straight into it, causing an explosion which not only sent the three cars into the air, but also caused more than a few windows in the buildings and adjacent vehicles to completely shatter.

He waved down at the gang members who were now looking in his direction and scrambling for cover as he got onto the M249 and began to rain hell on the groups of gang members below.

 

[NeoAC]

With the electronic locks disabled, it was only a matter of time before Daryna found a fire escape that willing to yield to her desire to enter the building. Gunfire was already starting to pepper the area from the sounds of things, which caused Diamond to shake her head at the bull rush approach that other members of this raiding party had adopted. So much for silent touch. Kids so stewpid these days. Climbing up the stairs towards the second floor, her tower seemed to be relatively quiet. At least some good came out of the Rambo attitude of the other group, they appeared to be diverting attention. There weren't many Spaniards in this building, and the ones that were in here, appeared to be heading outside in a hurry.

"Hey ese! You go that way! I'll take the fire escape!"

Sheet.

The banger was true to his word and burst through the door of the emergency corridor. Daryna had to pin herself in between the wall and the door, but she got lucky. The Conquistador didn't put enough force on his push to crush Diamond in between the two. Upon hearing him begin his descent down the stairs, she quickly kicked the door shut behind him and fired a shot from one of her OTs into the back of the rushing foot soldier. A short scream of pain followed, silenced by his crunching fall down the concrete steps against the wall. In addition to the bullet wound, he now appeared to be suffering from a bad case of broken neck. His body was splayed out, his knife laid harmless on the ground by him.

Diamond retraced her steps down to the newly-minted corpse and picked up the knife. It was a typical gang-banger toy, made for scuffles in the streets, not tower defense. "Dis is why no bring knife to gun fight, idiot." Still, it was a free knife. She pocketed the weapon and moved back into position at the top of the escape, looking for an entryway to try and take down mas grande pescados.

 

[Athol]

As the alarms blared, Milli keyed her radio. "Heads up, it's showtime!" There were already people moving across the street, but only in ones and twos...she didn't want to give her position away for so few targets. Her wish was granted though, when moments later she heard several vehicles approaching from behind her position.

Two blinged out SUVs and a lowrider in Conquistador colours roared past her, while another SUV and a crusty old cube van lunged around the far corner in front of her. Setting her sight on the lowrider, which was the closest to her, she nibbled at her lip.

Three, Two, One... "[small]Kaboom[/small] [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsUGjSuvM48 ]" The world seemed to move in slow motion; she felt the heavy pull of the KORDs trigger, what seemed like an eternity for the trigger seer to release, the initial push-back of the first of the recoil?it all seemed to take forever, and then the world snapped back to normal speed as a two foot long tongue of flame erupted from the muzzle of the HMG, bringing with it a stream of penetrators.

The belts she was firing were armour piercing incendiary rounds, with a FMJ tracer every fifth round, to assist with aiming. This kind of ammo was meant to chew up hard cover, fortifications, and military grade light vehicle armour; against 'soft skin' civilian cars, it was like using a chainsaw to cut cream cheese.

The three that had driven right past her, died before they even realized they were under attack. Firing through the bodywork, she poured long bursts into all three vehicles, reducing them to bullet riddled burning wrecks in an instant. Shifting to the further pair, she laughed when her first shot at the SUV hit the windshield, causing it to go pink. "Headshot... [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yq3N46ciKJw]" Still laughing, she poured the last of her first belt into the third SUV, before reloading and turning her attention to the van.

It'd had to swerve to avoid the third SUV, as Milli tore it apart, and was now barrelling towards her. 50 meters from her location, the driver tried to pull a hard 90 turn and dive down an alley, unfortunately for him it was right then when Mill finished reloading her machine gun. The first burst went into the cab, killing the driver and front passenger, before she turned her attention to the cargo area. Assuming in was full of gangbangers, she opened on the back of the van, as it crashed into an abandoned store front.

Her suspicions were confirmed when the rear door flew open, and a gangbanger tried to make a run for it...the poor bastard only made it a couple of feet before a .50 cal slug tore him in half. Letting off the trigger, she surveyed the damage. 5 vehicles on fire, as well as their occupants, a few bangers here and there, caught by stray rounds, but no more movement; and Conquistadors that were still out there weren't brave/dumb enough to try and take on a belt-fed machine gun.

 

[booksv2]

Watching the unfolding on the camera monitors Magic's eyes widen slightly as the people pour out of the different rooms and start attacking the rest of his group. Turning a few of the outside ones on he jumps slightly as cars start blowing up and flames lick out of all of the cars and people went scattering. Biting his lip as he watched Magics head turns quickly as some doors slam open across the courtyard.

Going to the door of the security room and looking around the door-jam, wincing and pulling back as several gang members run inside and into the main lobby. Pulling the gun back out of the holster and cracking it open to make sure the bullets are still inside before closing it and looking back out at the lobby. 3 gang members standing in the middle of the floor arguing about weather to charge after the people upstairs or stay down here in case someone else tried to follow after them or tried escaping. Pulling back and leaning against the wall Magic sighs slightly as he considers what to do about them before they ran off to do something to make everything harder.

Taking a deep breath and reaching up between his shoulderblades Magic unhooks his tomahawk and pulls it out from there and leans it against the wall. Stepping away from the wall and turning towards the door he brings up the gun and braces it in a two hand grip. Stepping sideways and taking aim at the 3 people for a second before squeezing the trigger as quickly as he can 6 times. The first one missing between 2 of them the second and third hit the middle man holding a machine gun in the neck and back, making him stumble forward and fall. Still squeezing the trigger he misses the next 2 shots and the last hits the left man with long hair tied back in a bandana in his shoulder. Moving to the side and breaking open his gun Magic leans against the wall next to his tomahawk as the third man turn and starts shooting his shotgun towards the security room. Cracking open the gun and dumping the spent bullets he pulls an autoloader and push's 6 more rounds into the gun before cracking it closed and leaning his head back against the wall. When the man outside stops firing there's the sound of something being dropped and footsteps in the aftermath of the gunfire. Wincing and putting the gun on the floor Magic stands and takes the tomahawk in his hands and brings it back in a baseball bat position. Watching the door and waiting he doesn't swing when the footsteps get close but waits till he can see the knife the man was holding to swing as hard as he can.

The head of the tomahawk whistles through the air and buries itself into the mans chest, the swing and mans movement making the handle get pulled from Magics hand as the man stumbles and falls to the floor catching himself on his arms and coughing hard, blood dripping on the floor. Looking down at the man for a few very long seconds Magic pulls one of his double agent blades and reach's down to stab the kneeling man in his throat twice before standing and staring at his blood covered hand. The body hitting the floor and twitching a few times before going still. Breathing hard at his first kill and swallowing he uses the gang members shirt to clean his knife before sheathing it and turning the body over. Touching the handle of the tomahawk and wiggling it slightly Magic has to step on his chest to pull the hawk out of his chest, tearing off some more short to wipe it off and laying it on a table. Picking up his gun and holstering it he picks up the talkie and triggers it.
"Deegan! the damn alarm isn't helping. I'm going to short the power. If you have a better idea say it in the next 5 minutes."


Turning and opening the breaker box's Magic shakes his head at the mass of wires. Sighing and looking through them all slowly he starts to order a few from of each and pulls them from one side, using his leatherman to strip the wires and letting them hang for now.

 

[figment of mind]

Monica was annoyed for a moment at all of the sudden chaos, the gunfire, goons, and yelling over the radio, mostly since she thought they had been sneaky enough...then, she shrugged and just went with it. After all, what would complaining about it do?

First things first, she moved to try and yank one of the Conquistadors that tackled Deeg off of him. Getting to him wasn't to hard, as she had been relatively close to him when he was tackled. Unfortunately, she underestimated how fast Gomez's guards could get over to her, so when she started hitting and trying to grab one of Deeg's attackers, she herself was grabbed from behind and yanked back into the hall. Improvising, she used the momentum and smashed her elbow into the man's abdomen, knocking some of the wind out of him and causing him to drop whatever weapon he was carrying. She took the opportunity to jam her knee into his groin, bringing him down to her height. Putting her right fist in her left hand, she brought it down in a double hammer strike to his back, sending him down like a sack of bricks.

She turned to see how close the other thugs were, only to be greeted with a punch to the cheek, courtesy of a Conquistador wearing some brass knuckles. She reeled back from that, taking a few steps back before pulling herself together and sizing him up. He seemed to want to take this cautiously, waiting for the man she just sent down to get back up before attacking her again. Incidentally, said guy had gotten back up and found a bat (or picked it back up again, whichever) and was swinging it at her head...

She narrowly ducked under the attack, missing only by a few inches, before charging forwards and slipping by the bat weilder, charging towards the A-hole who punched her not moments before. neither seemed to be expecting that, nor the subsequent dropkick from the young girl into the guy's chest, sending him to the ground. She then turned back and ran back at the bat weilder, dodging an overhead strike from him and twisting around him. She grabbed him from behind and preformed a classic on him, the german suplex, sending the bat flying out of his hands as the back of his head met the ground with a loud bang.

She hopped back up to find mr. Brass Knuckles already back up on his feet, charging at her. Using her smaller size, she easily dodged the haymaker punch he threw, and grabbed him by the waist. Using his own momentum, she lifted him up, spun around 180°, and slammed him down on his back (basically a spinning spinebuster). She then dropped down upon him, driving her elbow into his neck and causing him to make a violent gurgling noise as he tried to breath. He stopped making the noise soon, letting her hop up and look for what had happened to Deeg and Raul, going to see if they needed help.

 

[Ruedyn]

"Get the other two. I think one of 'em went into that door."

The product of never using a gun, being able to hear decently. Nevermind that he yelled it across a hallway. Saintly moved to the door, listening to their progress. Did they not hear him burst into the next room? He smiled as one was just in front of the door, swinging it open. He heard it smack him in the face, Raul punching through the door and grabbing his head, slamming his head through to Raul's side. A quick punch to the face made the already fading gangster pass out. One down, he quickly slid back in as they rushed to help their friend. He dashed towards the window, unhooking his crowbar again.

Broken glass showered the ground below, Raul using his crowbar to hook himself onto the sill, shifting and swinging himself to the broken door's room window. Using the crowbar again, he hooked on and opened it, silently. Raul slipped in, moving silently again as the troops filed into the second room. Two pistols, an assault rifle, and a baseball bat. Raul watched, putting all his weapons away. Assault rifle checked out the hole in the wall as the others looked out the window, hoping for a splattered intruder on the ground. Raul powerslid under assault rifle, grabbing him by the undercarriage and one of his shoulders, hoisting him over his head. Pistoleers opened fire, too late as the bullets tore into the human shield. Not dead, but wounded, Raul tossed him at his friends, baseball bat being smart enough to duck in.

The two charged each other, a massive overhead swing from baseball bat dodged, but a surprise trip caught him off guard. Raul fell, and rolled away from a few clumsy strikes. Raul popped up, taking a hit to the side. Luckily, armor. Raul grabbed and yanked the weapon away, taking a step forward and headbutting the dumbfuck. He felt his nose break on his face. Ew. Raul took out the fighters knee cap, and gave a knee to the bloody, broken nose. Just in time for the pistoleers to get up.

One took a shot, shooting surprisingly close to Raul's heart. Luckily, armor. Raul went with it, falling on the ground. One ran up- only to get tripped falling over Raul. He pulled the guy up by the hair, a bullet lodging itself in the shields gut after tearing through his arm. He got tossed off as Raul got back to his feet. The last of the pistols aimed his gun at him, yelling something Raul couldn't hear through the ringing in his ears.

"RAAAAAUGH!" Raul dashed forward, winding up and letting loose a home run worthy smack to the side of the poor bastards head. And he saw everything that happened, the bat broke in half, the broken and slightly pointy end piece finding a place in the wall like shrapnel, blood streaming out of the pistol mans' ear as he flipped, landing on his head. Saintly took a reflexive step back and kicking him in the chest. The upside down assailant flew out the broken window, and a *THUD* was heard clearly after a second or two. Raul picked his ear, able to hear again! Now to check up on his pals. He strolled over to the door, peeking out and fixing his glasses on his face as he looked around.

 

[Pm0n3y]

Deegan always considered his most unfortunate trait was his lightweight. It didn't take much for the Conquistador cronies to keep his feet off the ground. Lifting the boy up over his head, Deegan was tossed downstairs, the gang member hoping gravity would take care of the rest. However, this is where Deegan's most fortunate trait came into play. Time almost felt like it stopped as Deegan sailed through the air, flashing one of his pistols. BLLL-LAT! A trio of bullets ejected with only one squeeze of the trigger. Granted, the sound of shots echoing through a tight corridor did nothing to help the boy's hearing, but he'd get over it. BLLL-LAT! He fired again, making sure his shots hit his target.

Then he hit the ground. Not any of the stairs, mind you, just the ground at the bottom of the stairs. The guy threw him so hard, he cleared the concrete stairs completely. He landed on his side, the wall just a foot away from the stairs stopping his momentum. He had the wind knocked out of him, and landed on his other gun, but otherwise he was alive. "Okay, that might've been the first time my weight has saved me." He thought between groans and heavy breaths. He didn't have much time to savor the happenings however. Between the corridor exit, and the lobby entrance, gang members were coming in. He laid back, firing rounds at a pair of goons in upside-down-o-vision. Then he sat up straight, making sure he popped some coming in from the lobby. Scrambling to his feet, Deegan raced back upstairs before any more Conquistadors could stuff into the tiny corridor.

"This place is gonna get crowded quick..." he mumbled, taking out the straggler that tackled him initially. Then, he could hear his name coming from out of the walkie talkie he nicked. "Deegan! the damn alarm isn't helping. I'm going to short the power. If you have a better idea say it in the next 5 minutes." This was the point where such a plan came in handy. "Might as well, they all know we're already here..." He brought the communicating device up to his face. "Cut it. Cut the power." He patched through in reply. Back on the second floor, he arrived just as Monica and Raul finished off another group of mooks. He could look down the hallway and spot Gomez, still frozen at his threshold. The guy looked completely dumbfounded. Deegan pointed him out as soon as their eyes met.

"That's one of our guys!" He called out. "Eep!" The lieutenant replied before slamming his door shut. As Deegan raced towards the door, Gomez ran to and cowered under his desk, feeling he had a call or two to make. Then some explosions went off somewhere outside, causing the very ground beneath him to rumble. "What the FUCK IS GOING ON?!?" He cried into the receiver. "There are little ass kids on my floor, AND THEY'RE FUCKING UP ALL MY MEN! DO SOMETHING!" He hung up. Looking out his window, he looked out into the second building, it being only a couple of feet from his room. With a brief whistle, the apartment window across from opened, and a sturdy metal ladder reached over and into his window. "I'll be damned if I get murked by some fucking kids...nuh uh, not today!" He angrily mumbled, using the ladder to quickly cross into the second building.

Outside the door, Deegan and Raul tried their damnedest to get the door to budge, but with no such luck. "Geez, what kind of reinforced door is this?" He mumbled, rubbing his ramming shoulder. "Hey Monica, you think you got anything in your bag boom-y enough to get this door open?" He asked the girl, showing her a knowing smirk.

 

[figment of mind]

"Hey Monica, you think you got anything in your bag boom-y enough to get this door open?"

"Of course! You know i do..." Monica said taking out the C4 and a blasting cap. It only took a moment to get it all set up, during which she had Deegan and Raul back off some. Once it was all in place she quickly lit the fuse on the cap and joined them, knowing full well the damage that the amount of C4 she used would do. Things stayed peaceful for about two more seconds before the explosion came, violently ripping the door from it hinges and sending it flying a few yards into the room.

"Aratatata Tada!"

Monica and co. quickly scrambled into the room, finding the door that was once on one side of the room now crushing the desk inside.

"Could this in any way qualify me as a lock...uh, guys." She said, her look changing from joking amusement to suprise at the ladder bridge spanning from one building to the other. She wasn't sure of what she was supposed to do then...that didn't stop her from doing something though. Grabbing the end of her side, she looked at the others and said, "So, who's going over first?"

 

[Pm0n3y]

Practically halfway over the ladder, Deegan piped up. "I'll do it." he replied. "Y'all should check back on Magic. There were a bunch of guys downstairs. The lobby might be crowded by this point and he'll definitely need the help." He added, holstering his 93R. "I'll see if I can catch up to Gomez. Hopefully some of our other people are in this building as well so I don't get straight ganged up on." With feet planted firmly on the ground of the new apartment, he spun to face the two, if only momentarily. "Catch you guys on the flipside!" He dated himself with such a cheesy phrase before bolting out of the apartment.

As expected, he could hear the echoing SLAM! of a door closing around a corner in the fairly quiet hallway. It was clearly the door that led into the staircase. "Kinda surprised he's running in the first place. Figured we'd run into the guy that would stay and fight." He could hear the sounds of panicking feet, but couldn't determine if they were going upstairs, or down. Taking a chance on a unbiased guess, he proceeded upstairs. As he proceeded up, he remembered he had a cellphone.

"Hey, anyone else in the second building? Gomez Gonzalez ran in here, and I don't know which way he went. he's somewhere near the south end, probably in the staircase."

He sent out a mass text. Maybe someone else was closer to the perp than he was.

 

[blaze96]

David received the text and checked it still firing into the crowd of gang members scrambling like chickens with their heads cut off as what cover they could reach was largely ineffective. Plenty of dead bodies and useless cars littered the grounds, escaping in anything short of a motorcycle or helicopter was becoming harder and harder.

'Well I hope this is plenty of answer for you Deegan.' He thought as he once again shouldered the recoiless rifle.

'Too bad you didn't tell me which staircase on the southwest side, oh well better cover my bases.' He aimed for the southwest side stairwell, first floor, and pulled the trigger. A rocket immediately fired from the rifle and burst through the wall before detonating, leaving the staircase useless until probably the second floor by his estimation. He reloaded and aimed for the southeast stairwell before having to duck behind cover for a second due to return fire.

He waited a second before popping up and quickly firing into the second stairwell, as he did so a chunk of the southern facade of the building collapsed with it and every window in the building simultaneously shattered. He then got back on the M249 and fired into the crowd and building itself.

"Sucks to be you guys don't it?" He shouted as he continued to rain hell.

 

[Mr.Ivebeenframed]

Over the loud roar of machine gun fire, cars crashing and tires squealing, Drifter swore he heard the cackling of the girl. Drifter left his cover and stepped out of the alleyway to look at a scene akin to the ending of major action scene in a movie. Vehicles and bodies were sprawled across the street were Milli set up position.

"Maybe I should have brought the big gun after all..." Drifter contemplated before a round cracked over his head. He took cover behind a shredded SUV as more bullets decided to pour out of the second building.

"Milli!" Drifter called out. "2nd building! Tenth floor I think!" But just as he said it, a rocket hit the second building with a boom. Chunks of the building was thrown into the street and dust settled with the smoke. "Well I be damned..."

Two of the others went into the building and with the rocket, he needed to see if they were okay. He trusted Milli with his car but he had a bad feeling leaving his car behind. Drifter went to the van where Milli set up and approached her while she reloaded.

"Milli, you alright?" Drifter asked. "Wanna stay here or check on the others?" He said as he scanned the building's entrances.