Grova Street (Northern sector)
Ferrum-Latus
"Right, let's get this done. Move in, let's take them out. All of them. I don't want anyone left alive," came a shout from the leader of the gang, moving intowards the processing plant that had been cleanly covered up as a meat processing planet, not a drug processing plant which it really was like the police would come and check. He pulled his auto rifle from the back of his bike, glancing around. He moved forwards with the rest of the gang. His bionics made little noise, but it could still be enough. That's if the other gang had members still there.
The gang pushed forwards towards the factory, weapons slung low, watching everything. They kicked down the front door and slowly walked into the factory, the lights turning on. The leader, Graai pushed up towards a large table with plastic bags of a white powder, "Good, they have the stuff here already. Now, where are they?"
There was a sudden flash of light, a shout and rifle fire soon followed. Shots started the bounce off the metal tables, Graai stood up to return fire, a shot killing his left bionic arm. The second leader shouted over towards Graai and a burst of flame shot out of the lower barrel of his weapon, the flamer. The fire alrm quickly went off while the shots were being returned. There was an almighty scream from another member as he fell, a second shot popping his head clean off, leaving the blood gushing out of his neck, the blood that was in the head of the member was all over the floor and the walls. Graai grunted, killing the man who shot at them before pinning another three down, the second leader killing them with fire, "Push up!"
Northern Grova Street
Ferrum-Latus
"Sir, we have a fire down the road, about three miles down, do you want a couple of APCs and cruisers going down just in case? I have a feeling this could be gang after nothing yesterday," sighed the operator, rubbing her left eye before glancing up at her commander. After getting a nod she groaned, getting to her feet and walked off towards the second computer and typed into the computer.
Grola Police Station
"Report from command, there's a possible gang fight going on. We've to go with the APCs too." Shouted out the Station commander before running out towards the APCs, being closely followed by the rest of the fire teams and the APC crews. Once inside the APC, she pulled her shotgun from the rank on the side of the small compartment, "Go! Drive! Now!" She snapped, and the door went up the fire teams and the APCs quickly moving off down the street towards the factory.
Grova Street (Northern Sector) Ferrum-Latus
Toni stood behind a large bin looking down on the intruders from the second floor. A contact from the other side had called to give him heads up, however it had been too late to retrieve all of their product from the main floor. MIkael wasn't going to be too happy about this, but Toni only had a small group of men to work with. Less than ten other men were in the building, all ready to die for their money. They waited for Toni's signal. Guns fully loaded, Toni flicked his lighter and lite the cloth, throwing it behind him for the front man. It was a bomb of sorts, but more to draw attention then blow anything up. That was their signal, following in suit, his second started shooting from the eastern side of the building. Before their leader could resopnd, Toni aimed his .45. The plan was simple, circle around until they lay belly up.
The opposite men returned fire. He couldn't tell if the screams were from his own men, or theirs, as everyone was seperated. Shaking his head, he knew that he couldn't depend on them, he needed to relocate, hearing their leader call the order for to sweep the second floor. Feeling for his clips, he lifted slightly off the floor enough to move positions. He knew this buildings layout perfectly, having placed every piece of metal specifically for this purpose. Continuing around the corner, he squatted behind another bin that would give him perfect view and range of the stairwell top. He didn't trust them to be stupid enough to move forward after his first shot, but getting one would be success at any rate. A clank sounded down the walk way. He looked to find Robert, also ready for fire. Exchanging nods, they both aimed.
Graai had heard them as had flung a grenade up the stairs after they had killed a number of the gang members that stood in his way. He glanced over to Justin and they moved up the stairs slowly, hearing the bang go off followed by a second bang from outside the building. There was shouts from his own men that the police were here, and if one station was here the others would soon follow. As his men opened fire on the police, a larger weapon was heard blowing holes in the metal walls before there was another shout, screaming RPG.
Graai hit the deck along with Justin but they continued up the stairs as there was a whistle of the RPG then an explosion outside the building. He looked over at Justin, whispered something before they both got up and ran for the top of the stairs, the grenade should have at least sent the idiots back or stunned them, either way, they had to take the building. There was more shouting that followed while Justin took shots from the top of the stairs, quickly arming his flamethrower in the process, "Burn in hell!"
The Police had stormed out of the APCs but had taken a lot of losses. An APC was in flames, the crew having bailed out and ran while still on fire. There was a number of Police Sergeants shouting out for the rest of them to attack, firing their own Auto rifles. As they pushed into the building, they were met by both gangs firing at them. A common enemy now, one to slaughter.
Debris and metal flew about the area from the grenade. The bin that Toni had been hiding under pushed back, squeezing him between the wall and it. His companion closed the distance quickly, releasing him from behind the bin. "Come on, come on, they've brought the cops!" Toni's leg was broken. Sturggling to find his balance and swallow the pain, he lifted his gun to point in the general direction of the second floor entrance, emptying his clip. A third guy stood right in front of the elevator that traveled from the floor to the roof. He was pointing down, and across, firing at both police and rivals. The elevator required a key to operate. Seeing his his boss leader, he jumped back into the corner, out of view. Pulling out his radio, he spoke, "We need out! Now!" It was their only hope at this point. With the cops on the others' tail, and them on their own, the product was lost.
Toni fell to the ground, he couldn't hobble and shoot at the same time. This project had been his baby, and they just simply took it from them, came in and snatched it! "Just go!" He shoved at the man who was insisting on him continuing. He took from him his own gun, and the guy understood. Their only hope for retribution was to get out, and Toni was going to see they were able to do just that. He set his .45 down on his lap, and held the automatic rifle with both hands. Unafraid of death, and extremely pissed off, he shot directly at them, sitting in plain view. "Fuck you all!!!" Was barely audible over the shots.
Graai grunted, another shot hitting his bionic leg and he fell to the ground. The police were closing in and Justin wasn't so lucky, another shot hit Justin's chest and he collapsed, firing still as he dropped to his knees, groaning in pain. His bionics started to kick in, struggling to keep the blood within his body while another shot went straight through his head then bounced off the ceiling. Graai shot again, hopefully hitting Toni while his own gang started to force up the stairs, thinking about getting out the access from outside. He screamed in pain as another shot hit him but he pressed forwards towards Toni. Another ember picked him up and took his pistol, firing at Toni point black. They needed to get out of here.
There was already a police bird in the sky, watching everything as another RPG round took out another APC. The sergeants came under picked out firing, killing three out of four within the first few minutes, All the officers continued to press on until the Gang started to fight it's way back, out of the factory towards their bikes across the road.
Toni emptied the automatic. While changing weapons, he caught three bullets in his firing arm. Hissing through his screams, he tried to focus on his men and their escape. He couldn't see them, whether that was because his vision was messed up from the pain or because they were gone, he wasn't sure. Grabbing his shoulder where it hurt the most, he squeezed. This made it hurt more, offering relief when he let go. He looked again, they were gone. Grabbing the pistol with his left, he aimed again. 6 shots was all he had left to protect his life, things didn't look good. "You're going to regret this day!" He yelled directly to Graai, letting go his final shots.
Toni's two remaining men had successfully entered the elevator. There was no telling how much of the building's layout that the police or rival gang knew about, but the roof was out of the question. The elevator hummed down into the basement. With both men standing at the ready, the doors opened slowly. The first looked out, and confirmed that no one was waiting for them. Cautiously, they both darted. The area had a tunnel that led up to ground level one block over. They would come out in a parking garage. The heart of the older of the two thumped so loudly with anticipation, he didn't even notice the blood spurtting from his leg with every beat. "Johnny, your thigh." The younger wanted to stop, "Are you fucking crazy!? Come on!" Johnny ordered. Not until they were towards the end of the tunnel did he stop. With one hand supporting his weight against the wall, Johnny got sick all over his feet. "Check the door, kid." He choked out. The young guy jogged the 20 paces to the exit door, and opened it barely an inch. Closing it back, "It looks clear John, can you make it?" In response he shrugged and wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "Well we can't go back the way we came, now can we?!" Silently, yet slowly, they creeped from the exit to the emergency get a way car that had been parked for just such an occasion.
Johnny and Bruce saw the police chasing the hover bikes in one direction, and slowly so as not to draw attention, turned to go the other. By the time, Johnny's pant leg was soaked in blood, "Hurry up and get us the fuck outta here, Bruce. Call Mitch, tell him we were ambushed, and that the little prick he thought was intell isn't good for shit!" Johnny was referring to the three minute heads up they had received regarding the opposing gang. Bruce dialed the number on his cell, and spoke, "Mitch, it's Bruce. Johnny's been shot, we're going to Meg for some repair work, meet us there."
"Alright. I will do then. Meg's place, five minutes." He groaned before hanging up and disappeared from his office to head down to the small house that Meg lived in."