Lol aragond, so true.
Mitch; Another awesome story
Also, nooes! Not Rocket! Just for that im gonna load up gta and blow the f*ck outa some triads with my launcher.
Next story below
. Angels of Death
Part 5, Want fries with that order?
It had just started raining again, people out in the street were running for shelter with briefcases or newspapers held over their heads, and most of the streets on the island were relatively quiet untill 5 vans full of bikers armed to the teeth with Sub machine guns and combat pistols sped through the streets of bohan. Jim, who was in the van out in front, was on the phone to one of the Road captains of the beechwood chapter, while on his left, one club member, everyone called Moose, was driving, and pulled out an SMG from his belt as the vans approached the Burger Shot in beechwood. Before the vans even parked up, severel machine gun bursts tore through the vans as they slowed down, Jim, who was at the front, ducked down and waited for the firing to die down, covering his head from the broken glass falling all over him. When the attackers stopped firing on the vans and started concentrating on the guys already in the street, Jim looks up at Moose, who was covered in blood and sitting in the driver seat completely motionless. He cursed under his breath and jumped out of the van, sprinting around to the other side and sitting down next to Micheal, or Spider to his friends, who was swearing at himself whilst quickly loading his pistol and popping over the hood of the van and firing a few shots.
"Spider!" Jim shouted over the gunfire. "I gotta' make a run for the others, take Mooses' SMG and gimmie some cover!" Spider nodded without saying a word, opened the door and took the gun out of Mooses' lap. "Ready?" Jim asked, Preparing himself.
"Yeah, go!" Spider said, once again reaching up over the hood and firing several bursts towards the Bugershot where the attackers where taking cover. Jim got half way to the cars where a couple of groups of members from one of the other chapers were hiding, almost out of ammo, but still shooting at the diner like maniacs, he dived down next to the chapters enforcer who was desperately trying to get a bullet out of his buddy who was lying on the ground next to him, he was digging his fingers into the man like a cannibal, when Jim grabbed his shoulder and turned him around. "Hey! Who the f*ck are these guys?" he shouted, ducking his head down and bullets bounced off of the car.
"Some irish assholes, I dunno' what you guys did to piss these guys off, but they just walked into the diner and gunned down two of our boys, so we just started shooting at the f*ckers and ran out here for some cover!"
Jim said nothing, he just punched the ground, and stood up swearing, turned around and started firing at the diner, he saw two heads drop when he stopped shooting, dropped the gun and grabbed his stomach as he felt an incredibly sharp pain in his gut. He fell on one knee, then over onto his side and blacked out.
Meanwhile, Sonny had just woken up after being knocked unconcious when the van he was in crashed into the van ahead when the driver was killed. He stumbled out of the back of the van as bullets flew all around him. He staggered around for a few seconds before Jason pulled him down behind the van.
"What the f*ck are you doing man!?" He shouted, reloading his combat pistol, standing up and shooting at the diner. Before Sonny could answer, he looked up as a bullet tore straight through Jasons throat before collapsing into a pool of blood. "f*cking Assholes!." Sonny said, picking up Jasons gun and running off to the side of the diner in an attempt to flank the Irish Mob. Sonny managed to get all the way around behind the burger shot, he slowly walked along the wall and stuck his head around the corner, he spotted about four guys crouched behind a wall with SMGs, Checked his ammo and jumped out from cover, instantly killing all four men with a few accurate shots.
Sonny had a look around for a back entrance to the Diner, but didn't see anything, he was thinking of rushing into the front door guns blazing, when Billy ran up behind him. Sonny jumped and spun around, his gun an inch away from Billys forehead.
"Whoa whoa whoa man it's me! It's me!" Billy pleaded, holding his hands up apologetically.
"f*cking hell Billy, dont just sneak up behind me like that man, what you doing here?" Sonny sighed, lowering his weapon.
"Just these baddass motherf*ckers." Billy explained, pulling 2 pipi bombs from his belt. Sonny laughed, talking the explosives from him and smacking him on the shoulder.
"Nice one, wait here." He said, lighting a fuse, sneaking around the corner ducking down from gunfire coming from his own guys! He looked through the door and saw a small group of men with automatic rifles firing bucketloads of rounds into the street. Sonny looked at the bomb, smiling before throwing it as far into the diner as he could.
When the explosion came, Sonny charged through the door and shot everyone still moving, put the gun back into his belt and began walking out, the gunfire now stopped coming into the diner.
Before Sonny reached the door, a large man with a strong Irish accent and a shaved head, with scars all over his face, rushed out of the mens bathroom shouting waving a knife over his head. Sonny reached for his gun but was too slow, the man had pushed him back into a wall and stabbed him in the shoulder, Sonny started to groan, but it turned into a shout as he pulled the knife out of his shoulder and slashed the man across the face, but nothing happened, the man only turned back to Sonny with blood down his cheek, smiling.
"Little f*cker." Sonny said, barging into the man with all of his weight pushing him over the counter. He was about the cut the mans through, but dropped the knife, pulled out his combat pistol and blew the mans knees right out of his legs. The man screamed and rolled around on the floor in agony, as Sonny Strolled out of the diner, putting the pistol back into his belt. He just got outside the door and was stopped once again, this time by Billy.
"What was that man? What happened?" He asked, but Sonny didnt answer, just waved for him to get into a van. Everyone else had already loaded up into the vans after collecting the vests from the bikers that had died in the fight. Police cars suddenly flooded the area, officers getting out and taking cover behind their doors. But the Angels of Death took no notice and sped off back to the clubhouse.