Snippet #2768413

Takashi went in first, finding much to his dismay that the interior of the shop was quiet, it's occupants had been hiding and he was bound to sniff them out. Racking the shotgun once with a deafening Clack-clack, Takashi began to look around the counters, around the desk, his steps slow, purposeful, careful.

The moment the gunfire erupted from Honz, the pair of Yakuza seemed to spring into action. Takashi took the moment to dive behind the car, rolling on the ground as the crazed madman was firing rounds in all directions. Takashi had mere moments to send out a quick group text message calling for help, before he caught Suzuki, whom had rolled back out the front door at the gunfire, effectively trapping the Yakuza lieutenant inside the shop with a crazed burglar that, at first glance seemed to be sporting military grade weaponry.

Bullets whizzed by, glass raining down all around them, the screams of bystanders echoed all around him, but the Taiyou gangster kept his composure, and waited in cover until there was a flurry of bullets that ricochet with high pitched pings, and twangs.

Takashi took the opportunity to peer from his cover behind the Tokura N22 and aimed his shotgun center mass at Honz, firing the weapon with a deafening 'Poom!', then a 'clack-clack' and another 'Poom!' Spraying hundreds of 8mm BBs towards the crazed warrior with each trigger pull, hoping that the sheer number of projectiles would tear the man apart, blowing basketball sized holes in his chest, and throwing him back on his butt.

Suzuki was pinned down, though, as hundreds of bullets pinged into the car, tearing through sheet metal, and plastic alike, he peered up and returned fire, his fast-firing machine pistol making the buzz of an angry bee, as dozens of 9mm rounds were fired into the shop at Omar. Bullets tearing through the drywall, pinging reinforced concrete, and gouging small indentations into the cinder block wall. The entire shop was a close quarters firefight, and Takashi, and Suzuki were both outnumbered, and split apart. Adrenaline flowing through the pair of Taiyou, Takashi quietly ignoring the warm sensation of blood running down his arm as he raised back up, aiming the Shotgun at Omar while he was focused on the car outside.