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Post by Commando on May 26, 2004 19:40:47 GMT -5
Commandos militia marched down the road, pushing civilians aside or shooting at them if necessary, though the sole purpose commando created them was to defend the town. Slowly commando and his militia were becoming corrupted. The militia reached the police station, and began firing bullets at it from all directions. Windows shattered and wood splinters flew everywhere. Several men inside were cut down. A few policemen came outside with shotguns and pistols and shot at the militiamen, killing 2. The militia blew them away after that. Commando led the charge inside the police station. Aiming his AK-47 at the desk, he opened fire at the men behind it, blowing holes inside their stomachs. His militia followed him, killing every single police officer inside. This resumed for an hour until it was all over and the militia tourched th police station. 5 militia dead. 78 officers. Commando smiled at he statistics. If he could eliminate the police force, he could try and have his militia take over the city. When that happened, the possibilities were endless. Kd, and all other crime lords, would die. 1 police station down, several more, and the headquarters, to go.
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Post by Commando on May 28, 2004 14:37:33 GMT -5
The militia paraded away from the flaming wreckage, cheering and shooting assault rifles into the air. They were heading to cause more trouble in Commando and Justices name.
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Post by DaBomb on May 29, 2004 10:16:19 GMT -5
The majority of illegal cargo was placed at the front of the train, directly behind the engine room, under heavy guard. Da Bomb scanned the area before he strolled up to a security officer and flashed him the papers and ID card.
"You been with the service a long time?" the guard asked.
"Yep. It's the only job where a criminal record was a good thing," Da Bomb joked.
"Y'know, not all of this stuff is illegal," the guard said, "Some of the diamond we get from the mine are legally taken from the ground."
"But whoever mined them is shot and the precious rocks stolen from them," Da Bomb replied. The guard nodded with a grin.
Da Bomb walked onward into the front carriage, where the weapons, bootlegged goods, weapons and diamonds were stored. He seated himself beside a crate, under the watch of several guards and others of his position.
***
While the guards were staring thorugh the window, Da Bomb stood up siletly, and placed a silenced bullet into each of them. The other crate-movers stood up and frantically pleaded for their lives, but were taken down with little fuss.
Da Bomb moved a heavy diamond crate in front of the door, and proceeded through the other doro toward the engine room. Inside was only the driver, who quickly agreed to take DB wherever he wanted once a pistol was placed to his temple. The train driver seemed trustworthy enough, and so Da Bomb proceeded back into the front carriage, avoiding the carcasses on the floor, and moved the diamond crate away from the door. He opened it, and released the locking mechanism between his carriage and the next, and smiled as the other carriages began to slow, while his continued to its destination. Phase 3 was complete.
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Post by Commando on May 29, 2004 12:28:12 GMT -5
The train carrying Da Bomb suddenly came to a rapid halt. Da Bomb flew foward, and the driver collapsed, a bullet in his head. 15 militiamen in camoflauge uniforms, ski masks, and carrying assault rifles boarded the train and aimed their weapons at Dabomb.
DaBomb- Who are you?
Militia leader- The American Militia you scum. According to "intel" your a crook. And crooks have no place in this world. Prepare to die.
DaBomb- Wait! Take this!
DaBomb immediatly withdrew his silencer pistol and shot the two militiamen in the doorway down, their carcasses blocking the way. Dabomb then aimed his gun at the train window, and shattered the glass. He jumped out the window, only to find himself surrounded by hundreds of militia.
Militia(over loudspeaker)- Put your hands up and kneel down. You are to be executed immediatly smuggler.
DaBomb(lying)- I am not a diamond smuggler. I'm an undercover cop.
Militia- That's another reason to kill you. Now kneel down and make this easy on yourself.
DaBomb- I can tell you where my cohorts are. Please don't kill me.
Militia- Tell that to our leader commando. Approxamently 8% of the city is under our control. If you can lead us to your fellow crooks, we may just not kill you. But that is up to commando.
With that Dabomb was shoved into an SUV and drove off to a huge factory, where commando had made the Militia's headquarters.
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Post by DaBomb on May 31, 2004 18:46:43 GMT -5
The ride was short, but very uncomfortable; the militiamen conituned to brag and insult, DB's arm continued to hurt as it was handcuffed in an abnormal position to the rollbars, and the jeep was almost defunct, and so the ride was very bumpy. At last the handcuffs were relased, but Da Bomb was quickly pushed to the tarmac and kicked in the ribs.
Commando: So, we have another crook. The conflict between the police and I is no reason to begin stealing and looting. You people disgust me.
Da Bomb: I wasn't-
Commando: Shutup! You people are the reason this city has gone down the s***ter!
Da Bomb: Look, this isn't how you think-
Commando: The only reason your guts haven't been spilled yet is because you claim to have many crook friends - friends that you will rat out for your life.
Da Bomb: Lots of 'em.
Commando: I appreciate the help, but I'll tel you now that you sicken me. Stealing is one thing, but ruining other's lives for your own is pitiful.
Da Bomb: Isn't that what you do? I hear you have killed quite a few civilians during the past few days.
Commando: They were accidental.
Da Bomb: Accidental killing? That sound's like manslaughter - a crime that you should be in jail for.
Commando: If the police ran this town, I would agree. But they don't. I do!
Da Bomb: 8% is hardly-
Commando: -soon, I will have cleared up this hellhole! People like you won't exist!
Da Bomb: That is, of course, if I 'rat out'my friends. If I keep my mouth shut, you'll be lucky to find half of them.
Commando: So you want your life? Fine. You have it. Now tell us who and where they are!
Da Bomb: All in good time, Commando. But for now, I would like a nice rest. Any chance of a room in this area of the city?
Commando: You're pushing it....
Da Bomb: Maybe. But as long as I have information to give you, my life is safe. Now, is there are alcohol around here?
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Post by Commando on May 31, 2004 19:36:56 GMT -5
Suddenly a Rocket propelled grenade smashed through the window. It blew up two militia troops and splattered their blood everywhere. Commando grabbed his AK-47, yelled at DaBomb to stay there, and ran out of the factory door to fight with kids terrorists. 5 militiamen surrounded DaBomb. An hour later Commando came back in, sat down in a chair, and reloaded his weapon.
Commando- Damn. There were almost 50 terrorists out there. I lost 12 men. We captured 5 enemies though and killed 37. Get ready to decapitate the prisoners. Oh DaBomb, here's your beer.
Commando handed DaBomb a beer, then brought the 5 captives inside. Commando shoved them all in DaBombs face, and asked him if he knew any.
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Post by DaBomb on Jun 1, 2004 8:28:08 GMT -5
There bloody captives were brought in, and left to stand in shackles while Da Bomb tried to remember their faces.
"Any luck so far?" Commando asked, becoming a little impatient. This guy was far too high on himself. Commando could kill him at any time and get the information from someone else, but he didn't; Da Bomb was conveniently here and had promised to talk.
"The left one.....number 3...."
"Go on..."
Da Bomb closed his eyes in recollection, "....Nick...Anelka"
Suddenly, number 3 wrestled from his guard, picked up the AK-47 and began shooting at the glass that shielded DB. Nothing happened. The glass was bullet proof.
After his entire clip ran out, number three was taken down by the other guards, and injected with a sleeping drug.
"You seem to make quite a few low-lives as friends," Commando sneered, "Do you recognize any more?"
"Number 5....is....." Da Bomb struggled to remember, "Larry....no......Lowrie.....no, that's not it....."
"That'll be good for the day. We'll begin interrogating this Nick Anekla, unless of course you have any more information about him."
"He's a drug addict from Columbia, but deals mainly with weapons."
Commando smiled.
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Post by Commando on Jun 4, 2004 17:46:51 GMT -5
Commando handed DaBomb a cuban cigar.
Commando- I may just let you live. You are more useful than you seem.
DaBomb- Well, I'm just trying to make my way around.
Commando- Do you know anything about kidgame?
DaBomb- He is one you should worry bout. He controls this entire city practically, and although you militia numbers and impressive 1000, kidgame has much more than that. He has forts, tanks, bombs, planes, the like. I'd avoid him for now.
Commando- Actually I am going to provoke him. Those men outside fighting my men work for him. He has declared war on me, so I will fight back.
DaBomb- So how do I come in.
Commando- I am leading 5 others into a warehouse where kidgame recieves his drug money undercover. Naturally you know this stuff and I need you to come along. We even may just give you a firearm.
DaBomb(smiles)- Sounds quite good indeed.
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Post by DaBomb on Jun 5, 2004 8:43:47 GMT -5
Da Bomb puffed his cigar as he was lead to an undercover police car, briefed on the situation, and asked for his thoughts. DB was not a rat; he would never reveal his friends, but his competitors would have to suffer the wrath of Commando once DB dished the dirt. It was a great feeling to have such illustrious criminals in the palm of his hand. He almost expected them to beg him to not tell, but that seemed more of a silly dream.
"There are at least 100 pounds of cocaine being sold tonight," the driver of the car said, "Do you know who to?"
"Kid deals only with large orders," Da Bomb said, "So that probably narrows it down to a crime lord of some kind or a foreign drug cartel."
"I see. Any ideas?"
"I hear the Spaniards are getting hooked on the stuff, but I bet we are dealing with an American here. He goes by the name 'Gifter'."
"Why is that?" Commando asked.
"Rusgifter means narcotics, and this crackpot belives he is a 'giver of pure, powerdered hapiness'."
"What esle do you know about him?"
"He doesn't deal weapons. He finds them a waste of his time, but drugs, bootlegged items and stolen jewelery is what he deals. His operations are well guarded, though, and he has several ex-army bodyguards. Taking these drugs won't be easy."
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Post by Commando on Jun 5, 2004 12:02:05 GMT -5
Commando nodded and told DaBomb to follow him. Commando and DaBomb walked along outside near the front line, where militia soldiers hid behind overturned cars and took shots at the terrorists combating them. Commando went into a warehouse, where three other militia sat.
Commando- DaBomb, you are going to come with us to this "Gifters" factory. Just us 5. We are going to pretend to purchase some drugs. You need to do the dealing part since we have no expierience.
DaBomb- What should I order?
Commando- Anything its not like your going to keep it.
DaBomb(frowns)- Very well. You said I was armed?
Commando- You can have a handgun for now.
DaBomb- Well, its better than nothing I guess.
Commando- These three giuys will get AK-47s, and I'll ave one as well.
DaBomb- We better go now then.
Commando- Why the hurry?
DaBomb- Well, Gifter makes his deals around 7 pm.......thats when his shipments arrive.
Cmmando- It's six thirty. Lets move.
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Post by DaBomb on Jun 5, 2004 12:20:23 GMT -5
This drug lord angered Commando greatly. Of course, his occupation was not to Commando's liking, but the way he portrayed himself as the "giver of pleasure" or "the gifter" or a martyr handing out food was hateable. Commando tried to keep his emotions wrapped tightly and inconspicuously inside as they began to deal.
Of course, they were checked thoroughly before they gained access to the warehouse. They were allowed to keep their weapons, but regardless they were too closely monitored to allow them to even take those weapons out.
It turned out this "gifters" name was Tony. According to DB, he was responsible for the destruction of the Northeast gas station, the theft from the Watson's fine jewelery store, and the attack on the police station, where bags of cocaine were being stored. This Tony was in deep.
"I have here the finest quality of narcotics yu can get," Tony announced to all in the warehouse. There were other theives and law-breakers there; scrawny, ill-looking people with addictions to drugs, and well-groomed, wealthy drug dealers.
"How much?" Da Bomb blurted out. Commando wanted to intervene, but it seemed DB knew what he was foing.
"You are straight to the point Mr....." Tony replied.
"No names are needed. Just money."
Tony smiled, "Good. You haven't lost your touch, DB."
The police officers looked to DB, who explained that he had dealt with Tony in the past. This had just been a form of test.
"$2000 per gram," Tony said, "It's the best I could offer."
Da Bomb began to take packets and packets of the drugs, stuff them into his pockets, and then asked for Commando to pay.
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Post by Commando on Jun 6, 2004 8:50:34 GMT -5
Commando took out a wad of cash, and put it into Tony's hand.
Commando- All yours.
Tony- Thanks.......hey wait a minute, you look like that guy with the militia....Dam....
Commando, DaBomb, and the other 3 militia withdrew their guns and opened fire across the room. Tony slumped down full of bullets as did two of his bodyguards. The rest dove for cover behind crates or barrels. Commando aimed his AK-47 at a crate and opened fire, the bullets tearing through the crate and killing the thug. One of Tony's men suicidally ran out shooting his uzi and killed one of the militiamen before DaBomb took him outwith a head shot. Commando ran behind a truck for cover, the bullets bouncing off harmlessly. One bodyguard was about to shoot one of commandos men when a random bullet hit him in the back. He fell to the ground and everyone whirled around o see police officers everywhere. Immediatly the officers put everyone under arrest and led them to the prison cars. When they saw Commando, they arrested him too.
Policeman- Well well well, we got commando, leader of the militia.
Officer- That one's getting death penalty for sure. Who else.
Policeman- Just two other militia and some drugheads. Apparently some kinda shootout.
Officer- Who's this guy?
Policeman- Holy crap its DaBomb. Take him in as well. We al got ourselves promotions for sure.
DaBomb looked toward commando and then pointed to an AK-47 on the ground. Commando nodded then DaBomb dived for it.......
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Post by DaBomb on Jun 6, 2004 15:51:42 GMT -5
Da Bomb dived for the weapon, whirled around as he shot back to his feet and began to fire at the police. During the commotion, Commando knocked one of the adversaries beside him to the ground, and snapped the other's neck. He picked up both their weapons, and as DB rolled behind a crate, Commando began to fire.
Police officers were toppling all around, but so too were the drug dealers and some of Commando's militia. Soon enough only a small squad of police were left hiding behind a cargo crate. As Commando and his remaining forces surrounded them, they surrendered.
"Good," Commando smiled, "Hostages."
He led the police out of the front gate, expecting his other militia forces to meet him, but he was greeted only by flashing lights. All around were police squad cars and dead militia.
"Put down your weapons. Unhand the officers!" one officer yelled.
Commando obeyed, and his forces were swiftly placed into squad cars. He shook his head. He had been captured already.
***
There were 3 18-wheelers, 5 hummers and 12 or so normal cars, all filled with militia men. Scores were hanging out of the windows, their weapons ready, as they approached the warehouse.
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Post by Kid Game on Jun 6, 2004 15:58:07 GMT -5
Kid had heard from one of the police cars that the raid was a success. The officers had stumbled upon a drug deal as well as a bunch of notorious wanted criminals. The officer reported that two of the most wanted criminals, DaBomb and Commando, were also there and that they were being handcuffed at the moment.
Kid was glad to hear that the two criminals were going to get what they deserved. Kid told the officer to give them the death penalty. Suddenly kid heard sounds of a struggle over the phone. It sounded like DaBomb was putting up a fight. The officer hung up the phone.
DaBomb had dove for an AK-47 laying on the ground but luckily one of the officers kicked it away before he could grab it. The soldier got DaBomb on the ground and punched him in the head. The soldier grabbed both of DaBombs arms and put the cuffs on. DaBomb was struggling through the scenario but more soldiers held him down and then DaBomb just figured it was useless and gave up.
DaBomb was helped up. He saw that commando had been cuffed already and was already in a squad car. DB was shoved into another cop car. The officers got in their cars and started to drive the criminals back to the county jail. The officer didn't know about most of the criminals. He did know that commando and DaBomb were getting the electric chair for sure. All of the soldiers began wondering about the promotions they would receive for an excellent raid that night.
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Post by Kid Game on Jun 6, 2004 16:00:02 GMT -5
Darn you beat me to it.
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Post by Commando on Jun 6, 2004 18:07:27 GMT -5
I'll go with DBs post sonce it was first. Sorry kid ;D.
While Commando and DaBomb were in squad cars driving away, Commandos militia approached the warehouse. The stormed in, only to find it empty. The militia, knowing what had happened from the eveidence(police cuffs, dead bodies) pulled off after the police convoy to retrieve Commando and DB.
Commando was in the second car, and DaBomb was in the fifth. In front the police had a SWAT van as well as in back. In the middle a limo carrying the DA drove. About 10 police cars as well, and 10 motorcycles. The police convoy seemed lethal for sure, but they were about to be attacked.
A rocket-propelled grenade suddenly struck the SWAT van in back, blowing it off the road. The police cars sped up, while the motorcycles sped around to combat the militia. The motorcyclists had 9mm pistols and were gunned down by assault rifle fire in an instant. The last was about to make it back on his bike but was shot in the back and killed. The militia vechiles sped up, on the tails of the police. 1 18 wheeler pulled in front to box the convoy in. Another pulled in back. The one in front stopped, and the SWAT van behind it slammed into the back, exploding. Immediatly all the squad cars stopped as militia surrounded them. Commando and DaBomb were freed, and the District attorney was dragged out of his limo, a bag put over his head, and knocked out. Commando saw news choppers flying above him. He just looked up, pointed toward the bagged attorney, drew a pistol, and shot him through the head. The rest of the hostages were put in the back of an 18 wheeler. Commando stepped over the DA's bloody corpse and got in his limo. The DA was executed because he was corrupt. He took bribes from kid and put innocents in jail along with criminals. Commando laughed and told DaBomb he didn't have to worry about the DA anymore.
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Post by DaBomb on Jun 10, 2004 8:26:22 GMT -5
Sorry kid...
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"You hurt?" Commando asked after his arm was placed in a sling. Da Bomb didn't answer.
"Look, you aren't a rat. In your eyes, you were driven to telling the police. Right?" Commando asked.
"Exactly," Da Bomb replied in a pensive tone.
"My militia may be viewed by most as cruel and abusive. But all we are trying to do is set things right. This city is overrun with corruption and crime - I'm just trying to wipe that slate clean, Commando justified.
"Wipe that slate clean - that expression was used by Stalin, Hitler and Milosevic in order to justify their murders. You are no different!" DB shot back.
"Yes! Yes! I know that things could be dealt with better!" Commando said, "But I have to show kid I am not weak. I must kill to make progress. That is who I am! And you are a criminal, DB, a theif! Live with it!"
All inside the bus were listening in.
"I know. So what am I doing here?" Da Bomb sneered. Suddenly he stood up, wrenched his handgun from a holster and made sure no one raised their weapons.
"DB please..."
"Shutup! Shutup! I know exactly who I am! Don't change that!" With that, DB opened the rear doors of the 18 wheeler, leapt out onto the road, and an off into the thick darkness.
The militia convoy halted for a moment.
"Should we look for him sir?" one person asked.
"Not tonight. He'll make his way back to the city in a while, at which point we will find him. Let's get back to our camp first."
The convoy rolled off, ad DB continued to sprint in the shadows.
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Post by Commando on Jun 10, 2004 16:30:37 GMT -5
Commando sat in the captured limo as the convoy pulled away, leaving the policemen gagged on the side of the road if they weren't dead.
Militia Captain- What if we find DaBomb in the woods?
Commando- Kill him if he's armed. If not, bring him to me.
Captain- Yes sir.
Commando(sipping champaegne)- Let's go to the headquarters first though.
Captain #2- We ran a profile on him. He isn't just some diamond smuggler, he's a full blown murderer.
Commando- And he critisizes me? A change of plans. If you capture him, break his arms, then bring him to me.
Captain- Aye.
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Post by DaBomb on Jun 11, 2004 8:22:14 GMT -5
His clothing had been torn into shreds by thorns and barbed wire, and his lungs were in need of a deserved rest, but Da Bomb continued to run, until he found a thick forest. He decided to rest there for the night, and within moments he was in a peaceful slumber.
It was in the early morning when he awoke. The sun had only washed the surroundings with a dim glow, and there were still many shadows, but at least DB now knew his direction. He planned to make it to the South Highway, where he could comandeer a vehicle and fins his brother. He just hoped the road was not already blockaded.
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Post by Commando on Jun 12, 2004 15:25:23 GMT -5
Although the road was not blockaded, there were skirmishes happening on that very highway. Several police cars had made a dash to arrest a high militia captain traveling on that road. There was a shootout and 3 police officers and 5 militia were killed. Their bodies lay strewn across the highway, including that of the captain. Da Bomb would see some corpses on that road if he went.
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