- PART 16 -
Saints Of Los Santos
"I can sh*t on you from such a height you'll think God himself crapped on you."
- Frank Tenpenny
This part of the story will be triggered right after West pages Kane to call him via. a payphone.
"Get yo' ass to a payphone quick and hit me up ASAP. Peace. - West."
Like in Part 6: The Edge of Forever, the nearest paypone to your location will be marked with a white circle on which there is a black phone handset. Go call West from a payphone to progress the mission.
After interacting with a payphone, Kane will dial West and starts impatiently waiting him to answer as the ringing sound goes on and on. A bit late, an intense yet rough voice will answer the call, most probably Tyrone, West's bodyguard.
"Yo!" Tyrone rudely shouts with his rough voice.
"Hey!.. It's Kane. Need to talk West, he told me call." West answers with a more gentle voice compared to Tyrone's.
"Wait a sec..." Tyrone says. Kane impatiently taps his left foot on the hot concrete until West's voice suddenly bursts out of the other side of the line.
"Hey, boy. Sup?"
"S'all good. What with all this royal queen like attitude... big boss?" Kane intelligently mocks with West's new means of communication.
"Nigga, f*ck you! There be heat all over the town eva since yo' freakin' genius homie clapped that kid. The wire might be all tapped... paypones is the best choice we've if we gon' chat."
"Yeah. The thinkin' is the big dogs' job, pawns like me won't understand."
"Boy, what the damn thing with you today? You've high temperature o' somethin'? f*ck! Go get Combo over his new turf; you two'll pick up some... hot parts." West finally has the chance to talk about the real thing and as a seasoned criminal, he knows how he can code what he's saying.
"Combo!? Don't make me deal with his proud ass. Also after all the sh*t he done, why you cut him to score some dime?" Kane is not hesitated to pull another job with Combo and obviously wondering why still West tries to put him into action.
"I'm sorry, Kane but we moved tha stash to Entourage fo' a while. Course not smart, leavin' all ou' sh*t to lil' sh*t-pants but at least we sure they ain't stealin. That why I like new blood; fear works well on 'em. Once a young wolf grows up, he try to fill up the old wolf's stomach with heavy stones and eat up all his sheep. Right, Kane?" West delivers his righteous reason why Kane has to work with his fallen former chief, and doesn't miss a chance to give another lyrical speech while he's at it.
"You say so..."
"So you two go shove some blow, get buttnaked, f*ck strippers, be cool like a freezer or just don't talk a damn word like in a Paddy Melvin picture. Hell... just pull the sh*t off and later on, I ain't give a damn f*ck if you two bitches pop each others in cold water." West just shoves his request of the two work with each other with no problem and suddenly hangs up the phone.
"West! West!.. Damn." After some desperate tries to reach West, Kane puts the headset on its place.
Now grab a ride and drive towards Combo's new turf, Entourage, which is right next to Grove Street. When you get really close to the area, a cutscene kicks in.
Shining out to the shades of a white Previon, a bulked Combo is seen leaning over a payphone, having a call with a cigarette between his fat lips.
"A'right." Combo mumbles as the cigarette vibrates on his moving lips and later he agressively puts the handset back on the phone as soon as his word is finished.
The camera focuses back on the white Previon as Combo throws out his cigarette, yet agressively again and starts to walk down the corner.
Turning down the corner, the whole street is glitzed with newbie, child drug dealers, some of whom are just messing around, some of whom are doing the count, some of whom are feeding their fake egos while playing with their little "toy" guns that are bigger than themselves. Combo checks near the young and idealist yet gullible members of his crew, who are having potato chips while sipping soda pop. By that time, Kane speeds down the fronting street and white Previon decides to roll back.
"Nigga! The money be green. Ain't some sh*t like a spoonface president on white paper!.. " Combo angrily yells to his bushy haired employee who's not presumably older than 14 while holding and angrily shaking a fistful of fake dollars.
Kane parks right in front of the crowd.
"Combo! Hop in!" Kane shouts to Combo.
"This ain't finished yet. You gon' find that motherf*cka, splash his junk-ass brains over the dirty concrete he smoke my sh*t on!.. If you not, I be f*ckin' you up, fool. You dig?" Combo noticed Kane's existence but he continued to talk sense in his gullible crew member. He handed his boy a Pistol stuck in his pants and showed him a way to make it right for his mistake.
Later, Combo stormed out of the crowd of his little crew members and got in Kane's vehicle.
"Sooo, where we headed?" Kane asks where they're supposed to go.
"Down Angel Pine. The sh*t's stashed in a car over there."
"So how you do up here? Everythang cool?" After a short silence, Kane attempts to start a conversation to prevent ice blocks forming.
"f*ckin' perfect. Place has dat fair share o' Grade-A violence and tragicomedy. Just fit well for a real G like me." Combo doesn't miss a fit chance to hit Kane back with a serious sarcasm.
"Same sh*t, different day, huh?"
"How you'd like to call. The f*ckin' Groves wagin' up here since they capped yo' boy Bulleye's girlfriend. Lucky I be there or them kids be floatin' in the sewer by midnight."
"Woah! Straight outta Ganton."
"Ya' know the funniest thang?.. Those kids don't even know what cold, hard cash look like. Some low-life punk dip one buck and paper in a cup of coffe, give it to the boy and the busta' take the motherf*ckin' money, hand the nickelbag... You f*ckin' believe that?" Combo shares his shock on one of his crew members who got tricked by a simple coffee-paper trick.
"Ol' coffee-paper trick, huh? I wasn't even fooled by that when I dropped school and started slangin'."
"I know, right. Those boys'd get their tiny head smashed like a juicy melon when a weak crackhead swings a bat on 'em. Them boys is no use, yet, they goin' up with their shorts on their asscracks. The sh*t's pathetic." Combo shows his disgust on little kids takin' jobs at corners when they can't even defend themselves against junkies.
"That their right part fo' the dopey community if you ask West."
"West? Who the f*ck is West? Who the f*ck he be? GED'd up his loony ass to a business degree, puttin' on a tie and rollin' 'round the town with big wheels and actin' like a big dog? Those types never made it top 'round here. That burrito Jimenez, that pumped-up spic in the can, that dude Candy or some sh*t... all be porched in the hood. I ain't gettin' why Big Ben tosses the mark West like a shoppin' bag. If I be in his shoes, I woulda already popped that bitch and wore his skin as a leather jacket."
"Well... the man knows playin' it. The game's big and rigged."
" Some posin' two timin' bitch pretendin' to be oil rich white dude ain't what we need. Some black brother know the reality yet hard as nails'll keep the wheel rollin'... some motherf*cka like that iron fist boy Mosa Aziz. But who I explainin' to... you won't understand."
When Kane and Combo arrive at Angel Pine, they cut inside a shallow parking lot bordered with a small wall of bricks, next to the medical center. The men stop their ride in front of a rusty Virgo after Combo replies the drugs have got to be stuffed in it.
"That should be it." Combo says, pointing the beat-up Virgo.
"Sit behind the wheel, big chief. You up and runnin' after all." Combo tells Kane to drive in a sarcastic yet noticably serious attitude.
"Nigga, f*ck you!" Kane says.
"This chump heap ain't rollin'." Kane turns the ignition key for several times but the car seems to be too beat-up to be working.
"Hit the trunk and cop the sh*t then. We no need ridin' on this useless sh*t." Combo suggests taking the dope from the trunk and leaving with another vehicle... that works properly, of course.
Kane and Combo open the trunk to reveal two duffelbags containing the drugs. Each hangs one on their shoulders and Kane slams the trunk harshly, causing the junked-up Virgo shaking in a way that it's about to break in pieces soon. Combo starts walking back to ride they come with, but he witnesses it getting blown up straight out of a 4th of July firecracker session in the blink of an eye, having survived exploding to be a roasted flesh, just a few steps back.
"Yo! What the f*ck!?" Combo tries to perceive what's going on as he breaks into loud coughs.
"There be a damn sniper on the roof. Nigga, come back and duck behind the f*ckin' car." Kane shouts behind the trunk while the camera focuses on a SWAT sniper.
"No other choice... We gotta shoot ou' way outta here." Combo says as he draws a Micro Uzi under his purple trackjacket.
"Come and get me, you blue wearin' dirty lawful ass suckas!" Combo yells as he bursts fire on upcoming SWAT enforcers like he came straight outta a Jack Howitzer movie.
"Damn!.." Kane irratedly mumbles.
Now you take back the control of Kane, ducking behind the rusty car with a bag filled with drugs on your back. First, try to insure Combo's safety because he may take a lot of damage if not striked from back. Most importantly, take out the sniper on the roof before he wipes out Combo with a clear shot. Later clear off the SWAT unit trying to push up front. However, after the unit is cleared, more five or six SWAT men will strike. Be cautious and fast or you may end up being dead meat.
After they're dead, Combo pushes onto the open streets and the firefight gets rougher as the town sheriff responds to the crime scene, prompting an obvious bloodbath gunfight on the streets on Angel Pine.
A couple of rural police jeeps come for aid, prompting Combo to open fire to lay them off while trying to make it near the local Cluckin' Bell. Kane follows Combo through his path; as Kane, you can move smartly towards Cluckin' Bell while putting the town police under heavy fire or simply kill them to make sure your pass is safer.
When Kane and Combo manage to arrive in front of the restaurant, five SWAT enforcers will come out of the back in a linear position with their M4s ready to shoot. To protect from any bloody consequences, you can take cover behind the gates, and try to perform headshots on the SWATs as each will be wearing body armor.
After killing them, Kane and Combo get on the main road which is blocked by two sides; to their right, Town Sheriff stands by two police jeeps and a clique of fellow rangers, speaking through his megaphone, telling the two troublemaking criminals to stop, in a laidback style. To their left, two SWAT trucks have closed the road; SWAT enforcers rush out of their trucks, fast load their guns to be ready for action. Combo starts to run for the stone wall across the road while unloading his magazine on the sheriff and his men. Kane can aid Combo by keeping SWAT men busy, leading them.
After crossing the road without getting wasted, Kane and Combo jump on the little stone wall because Combo has already made their escaped strategy: "We move inside the sawmill, and we can lost these motherf*ckas clean."
Almost completely out of breath, Kane and Combo run towards the sawmill's gates, as the dope filled bags shake left to right and hit on their backs. Kane and Combo burst inside the facility through green plastic gates at the north side of it, confronting some lumberjacks. Both men quickly inhale and exhale for a few second, trying to regain their energy. However, Combo later stands stiff, pulls out his gun, making the puzzled lumberjacks even more confused.
"A'right, bustas. Just stay straight 'n' I ain't gonna line you up and cap you like a couple o' dirty street cats." Combo draws a circle with the gun in his hand and orders with a half calm, half nervous voice.
The workplace was all silent, but a few sharp mutterings can be heard, which of course annoyed Combo. It doesn't take too much time for Combo to notice the two whisperers and he shoots them in the head in cold blood.
"I remember tellin' you marks to keep it cool. I really need to cap you all to make you understood?" Combo angrily shouts on the poor lumberjacks who just nod their heads while looking shocked at their friends' corpses.
"Good." Combo says and storms up, and Kane comes behind him.
However, suddenly Combo stops, raises his weapon and executes the rest of the lumberjacks in the blink of an eye, shocking Kane.
"Man, you'll stop killin' every motherf*cker you bump into?" Kane complains to Combo for his psychotic tendency of killing people.
"What!? So they chop us into pieces and send to north border 'long with chopped-up woods?.. No homie, I'm good." Combo says and continues to walk on his path.
Kane and Combo continue moving inside the sawmill, looking for a safe exit route. At the other side of the place, Combo finds a large garage, most probably leading outside the sawmill. Combo tries to open up the garage but his hard work is no use. So Combo checks up the manager's office to get something that can get throught the garage gate's lock.
"Hey! I need a tool. Somethin' that could break that damn lockup." Combo kicks the door open and asks the manager.
"Ya' lookin' for this, ya' two-bit slum crook." The manager says with his disturbing voice after getting an axe under his desk.
Given back Kane's control, you're prompted to put the manager down before he brutally separates each of Combo's limbs. A headshot would be the best way to eliminate him.
After you kill the manager, Combo moves near his dead body, picks up his axe and starts to work on it, meanwhile he angrily shouts lines like "Yeah!", "Take it, pig!", "You like it, bitch... huh!?". After Combo satisfies himself, brutally severing the manager's dead body for trying to cut him alive, he exits the office, swinging the bloody blade of the axe when slowly walking towards the lockup. While, Combo tries to break the garage's lock, a harsh crashing sound comes from the roof, prompting Kane to strap on his Pistol and check what's going on.
Apparently, SWAT has managed to track you down and they're looking for the fugitives that slipped right out of their hands. A squad of seven or eight SWAT enforcers burst through the rood. You can hit some of them while they climb down into the sawmill or you can also wait till they all come down and start searching the place, kill them all while they're unprepared.
After you take out the SWAT squad clean, Combo will have managed to break into the lockup and will shout Kane to come. Hearing Kane giving no respond, Combo will get in one of the pickups (Bobcat and Walton, he will take Bobcat) and drive away. However, a police Rancher will suddenly show up at the crime scene, ram on Bobcat hard, pushing Combo off the sandy path and causing him to toss on a tree. With his truck's hood blowing smoke, Combo gets out of the truck, holding his gun but he trips out and falls on the ground.
"Put your hands in the air!" One of the rangers points his gun on the lying Combo and shouts with an ordering tone.
However, Combo doesn't take the cop's warnings seriously and tries to reach his gun but other two police rangers pull him back and put handcuffs on him before he can.
"Eeurgh! Get the f*ck off me, you bent blue wearin' clowns!" Combo yells in anger as his hands were cuffed.
"Shut the f*ck up and get up!" The ranger pointing the gun shouts while two other rangers get Combo up.
"You better not be 'round when I'm off these links." Combo says right into the ranger's face without a little sign of fear.
"Get yourself in the damn car, fatty before I get pissed." The ranger says proudly with a smug on his face as Combo is dragged into the cop jeep.
Taking back the control of Kane, get in the Walton and drive off the scene. As you leave the lockup, two police bikes will tail on you, and an eye in the sky is dispatched for you. Just follow that off-road path and lead to the small wooden bridge and you'll be shortly on the freeway (you can try to push bikes in the water, so it may ease your getaway).
However, when you're on the freeway, be careful because number of roadblocks will have been dispatched to get you. The best method would be riding off to the woods where the cops will be less likely to look for you (unless they notice you entering) and losing the heat would be easier.
After losing your wanted level, you're going to be ordered to contact West via. a payphone to have him know what happened.
"Speak." West says from the other side of the line.
"The sh*t's f*cked up, man. Cops were all over the place and they got Combo." Kane, still trying to get his breath properly, tells in anxiety.
"You f*ckin' jokin'?" West clearly doesn't want to believe in what happened.
"I sound like f*ckin' jokin'!? Ya'll believe me after you seen Combo taken downtown on San News tonight."
"sh*t!.. Come to my crib quick and be sure you ain't followed. Peace." West's cautious principle seems to be working much well.
Go to the hotel in Idlewood where West resides. Be sure that no rollers are on you before reaching the place.
After checking upon West's doorstep, Kane knocks on the doors and just a few seconds later, he faces a huge bulky silloutte that no one other than Tyrone who gives his classic intimidating look and lets him in.
Inside the room is quite dark, only a little sunshine shivering behind the curtains and full of smoke as can be judged by from the piles of dead cigarettes butts in the ashtray. As Kane's puts his foots into room, the smoke begins blowing away, revealing shadowy figures of West and Suge.
"Take a seat, man." West talks under his sloppy head, his hands are on the table, clapped to each other.
Kane sits right in front of West as Suge pours himself another glass of whiskey. West slowly moves his head up as Kane flicks a cigarette from its package.
"What's crackin'?" West says in a cold breathe, now fully facing off Kane.
"Crazy sh*t. Tha same kind of sh*t when Five-O hits up. What you want me to say?" Kane takes a strong toke from the cigarette and says as smoke in his mouth goes out.
"Combo?" West, still in a serious mood, asks.
"Probably up his way to meet some soap-droppin' cracker ass pounders." Kane says, implying Combo's inevitable fate of being sent to the jailhouse.
"Don't worry. He'll wire 'em a new hole if they try anythang." Suge says in a seriously witty manner, prompting Kane to pop up a miserable chuckle.
"The dope" West asks in an even more seriously attitude.
Kane says nothing but fingerpoints Tyrone whom he handed the merchandise.
"Oh man..." West says and tips his fingers around his eyes.
"So you say it's a sting?" Suge breaks into conversation."
"Seem like it. The minute we copped the sh*t... the place be crawlin' with all types of law abidin' f*ckas around the state." Kane now has laid his back on the chair fully, one arm is on the chair, the other arm is on the table; holding the smoky cigarette.
"f*cked up man." Suge says miserable, takes a deep toke from his cigarette and blows the smoke away.
"You ain't had rollers on yo' back, right?" Suge keeps asking while West still tries to get over the shock.
"I ain't seen anyone snoopin' out." Kane has started to become serious more.
"Uhh... maybe we got a leak?" Suge suggest after a little thinking session.
"Maybe... maybe it's that chubby bitch Combo after all." West gets back into chat, with the most shocking way possible.
"What!?" Kane can't believe his ears, hearing West's bullcrap.
"Think 'bout it. The dude walk down, shoot up, roll like a crazed maniac... he even shot up a 12 years old's fine ass...He a always beepin' cop detector."
"Bullsh*t! I know Combo be a trigger-happy motherf*cker but he ain't no snitch. He f*ckin' saved all of yo' asses lot f*ckin' times. If it ain't he, Front Yard'd be like Amsterdam and you end up scratching yo' poor asses." Kane striked down against West's heavy accusations.
"It matter now? If he sings, we all droppin' down lie domino stones." West still tries to keep calmly.
"Snitches get stitches, Kane... y'know that." Suge, like always, doesn't mess up his calm attitude.
"Remember what I told you, boy... before we partied yo' promotion... 'You gotta leash yo' dogs.'. But when he break loose, he'll take a bite o' anyone else 'round him. Then, you gotta ice your dog cold." West tries his hard to be reasonable to Kane.
"Oh God... stop with dat yo' lyrical bullsh*t. Then what 'bout 'We all family.' an' all that sh*t? We don't talk; we take blame fo' yo' sorry asses while you we yo' dicks outside and you promise to look after ou' people, ou' families. You remember that!? You two-faced bustas make me sick." West adopts a slowly streching tone.
"Go ahead and live at yo' pink, poofy fantasy world, stupid motherf*cka. Those days when we no bark and all bite... they over! OGs blowin' each others' heads over a piece of turf? It don't work like that no more. The game be changin', Kane and I'll play by the rules so me and my people ain't crushed under it." West finally blows off, yelling.
"Now you're the prophet fo' Willowfield black brother community, huh!? Ya'll just wait and do notin' like you always do while I sort this sh*t out!... Catch you later!" Kane stands up, hits both of his hands hard on the table, yelling the line and storming out of the crib afterwards.
Just a few hours after his tense meeting with West and Suge, Kane receives a phone call from an unknown number.
"Yeah?" Kane answers.
"Talk some respect to me, boy. I'm not your foster-mother." The mysterious voice says behind line, but it's familiar in a way.
"Who the f*ck's that?" Kane says in a creeped-out voice, no doubt.
"Officer Frank Tenpenny, LSPD. Don't tell you've forgotten me, Kaynard otherwise I'll be truly deeply hurt." The stranger voice reveals himself, Officer Tenpenny.
"How could I? How'd you get my number, punk?"
"Hello... I'm a police officer, remember? Damn, Kane... I thought you was pretty wise fo a ghetto rat but..."
"Yeah, yeah. What you want?"
"Get yo' filthy drug pushin' ass to the donut shop in Market. We need to talk."
"And if I don't?"
"I'd drag your ass into a patrol car, pick up my nightstick and buttf*ck you till' we get back to that store. You understand?"
"Then come here right now and come quick, you piece of sh*t. I'm waiting." Tenpenny tensely says and hangs up.
To have your next mission, go to Rusty Brown's Ring Donuts in Market where you'll meet with Tenpenny.
When kane enters the doughnut place, Officer Tenpenny is seen stuffing the last piece of his doughnut, upon that, his eyes cross Kane whom he calls to his table.
"Hey! Brice! Come over here, boy!" Tenpenny yells to Kane with chews of donut still in his mouth.
Kane checks by Tenpenny's table and takes a seat facing him.
"You finally came, Kane. I almost turned into a f*ckin' tree waitin' you here." Tenpenny swallows his chew and says.
"Business, officer. Business. What else can I say?" Kane talks back to Tenpenny in a mocking style.
"Business? Yeah, I know that kind of business; pushin' drugs, killin' cops and gettin' into deep sh*t. Your ol' beloved chief got cuffed with 10 k's of kush... Damn, Kane; you hood boys can't really keep your heads out of trouble, can't ya?" Tenpenny says with a sharp chuckles followin', sips some of his Sprunk.
"So you get me here to tell this sh*t? You do mental therapy with every dude you catch?" Kane still plays tough as long as it can be endured.
"No. What I mean to say is... we both can help out each other. I can wipe your and your fat-ass chief's sh*tty backs... and you can help me fight crime. Fair offer if you ask me." Tenpenny finally touches on the rationale of their unlikely meeting.
"Thanks, officer but I'd rather get buttf*cked with a nightstick."
"...Tough kid... You really don't get it, do you? Let me get this straight, you law-breaking wacko. I can sh*t on you from such a height you'll think God himself crapped on you... Now I hope you get it?" Tenpenny bursts a little bit of the Sprunk in his mouth, laughing Kane's joke, however he upon realizes the time is to be serious and talk some fear into Kane.
"Okay. Now listen... there those two brothers, Quentin and Preston Hamilton. They sling rat, just like you. See, I provide them, uhh... how can I say... some capitulation, so we all be happy."
"Now they refuse to give a cut of their actions and better yet they say they're gonna sell me to DEA if I attempt anything... You f*ckin' believe that?"
"Wait! They gonna talk to DEA?" Kane puzzles when he hears about Hamilton Brothers' intention.
"When it's a hardworking police officer who loves his community, Kane... they'll do anything to bring him down. DEA, FBI, Internal Affairs, all of them. They go after shady drug barons partying their yachts doing coke drinkin' whiskey, or some commie terroist who can blow the whole country by a simple detonator... and they give me a slack how to do hood reality? sh*t! It's not like puttin' on some nice sunglasses and goin' after bad guys. The hood... it's reality itself. I know you boys get porched up, so you can put meat on yo' plates, but they don't know... they only care 'bout bumping up their funds. I can get you outta that sh*t pit you in, not those greedy ass motherf*ckers." Tenpenny gives a little information about the ideals of law enforcement units and later continues to drink his Sprunk.
"Officer please, I be end up cleanin' the Burger Shot's floors after this talk. I'm good." Kane talks back.
"Shut your bitch ass mouth! Now... anyway. Those sneak fools hold up at that old, beat-up Sprunk factory by the beach. Go there and wreck them with everything else they got."
"Woah! You expect me to go right into some AK armed motherf*ckers defendin' their base... f*ck off!" Kane's absolutely aware of the risk of the deed.
"Use your head, Kaynard. It's a crack spot. They'll let anyone in lookin' for a cheap rush. And luckily, you won't even have to try, you already look like a rat who'd sell his ass for getting f*cked up. Now get there and send the ungrateful pieces of sh*t a message... loud and clear. Get the f*ck out of here." Tenpenny gives Kane a tip on how to enter the facility and later waves his hand up and down, telling him to go.
Kane gets up from the table and walks out of the store.
Now you will have to make it to the old Sprunk Factory in East Beach, the base of Hamilton Brother, your target. Once you get there, you can choose to knock on the main gates of the factory, where you'll pose as a crackhead who wants to buy and you will be stripped of all your weapons. As a second method, you can get in the factory by some metal doors on the floor, located at the back of the factory. It'll lead you to the factory's basement. By that way, you will have your weapons and you have the chance to strike a direct assault.
If you choose to enter by the main gates, this will trigger a cutscene inside the factory, showing a few junkies getting high on crack. Later, the camera will cut to the door after some loud knocking on it, prompting the bulky bodyguard to open it.
"What's up, man?" The bodyguard half-opens the door and streches his head to Kane.
"Need good sh*t to fly high, man. And they say you've it." Kane says that he's come to buy some drugs.
"You got the money? Fifty dollars a pop. Place to crash included."
"A'right man. Here you go." Kane goes to his pockets, produces fifty dollars and hands it to the bulky bodyguard.
Kane gets inside the factory after handing the cash.
"Now open yo' arms."
Kane opens his arms and bodyguard seaches him from head to toe.
"Okay, man. Have fun." The bulky bodyguard farewells Kane inside.
After you've entered, you're ordered to search for the Hamilton Brothers. The first floor will be quite silent and uninteresting: there are crackheads who hit the bottom of their bongs, and some of them are sleeping on the floor or some beat-up sofas. Just there'll be few drug dealers roaming around with their basic weapons, like Pistol. So for further research, you'll need to go upstairs where safety precautions have taken a bigger step: the guards there will be pretty heavily armed, handling Machine Guns, even some of them are using AK-47s. By the time, you make it to the first floor, the armed drug dealers will open fire on you, so be prapered. However, if you entered from the basement, the dealers will shoot you on sight even if you're at the bottom floor because you're a new face around.
If you get in from the main entrance, you will have to get tooled up. You must seach the factory for firearms. As an extra tip, you can get several weapons from the drug dealers' self ammunition located at the basement, from Pistol to Micro SMG, from Micro SMG to AK-47, from AK-47 to handgrenades, from handgrenades to body armor.
Your objective is to shoot your way to the upper floors and eventually the Hamilton Brothers. The stone pillars, cartoon boxes (although they're extremely vulnerable to bullets) and some rusty machinery would help you while wiping out the attacking drug dealers.
Once you've reached the third floor and killed all the dealers, you will notice a wooden door by the end of the left side. Check near it and a cutscene will kick in.
The older of the brothers, Quentin all wrapped up in a purple flashy suit and a leopard-skin hat, takes a bunch of cash from his money counting machine and puts an ugly grin with a huge cigar in his mouth. Kane, armed with his Pistol, kicks the door open and confronts Quentin whose ugly grin is immediately ruined.
After they look at each other for a few seconds, Kane doesn't hesitate draw his Pistol on Quentin and fill his torso with bullets. Eventually Quentin's heads falls on his table which is covered with blood flowing through his mouth.
After the execution, a flushing sound comes from the toilet. Then, the door opens, revealing the younger brother Preston (who is noticably a bit chubbier compared to his brother) who implies his shock by shouting "Oh sh*t!". Later, Preston throws a paper roll on Kane who gets distracted and misses all his shots on Preston who has already run away.
Running after Preston, Kane notices the fire exit leading to the roof of the factory. There he's confronted by Preston who waits him there by the huge Sprunk writing with a RPG on his shoulder.
"Don't even think it, motherf*cker." Preston shouts.
Preston points the launcher and fires a rocket on Kane, but luckily he's fast enough to run after a small stone brick just in time.
The fight with Preston will be a bit more trickier as he's able blow you up with one rocket. However, if you play strategically, you'll do fine. To protect from rocket attacks, take cover behind the big ventilator, filters and small stone walls on the roof. Then find the right time to strike on Preston (like when he's out of rockets and reloading his launcher). Also if you've collected handgrenades from the ammunition in the basement, you can try to blow Preston to death and with this way, you will spend less time to get rid of him. Once you've put Preston out of his misery, Kane will call Tenpenny to deliver the good news.
"Kaynard Brice, my favourite three-bit gangster with a happy trigger!.. How did it go?" Tenpenny will say from the other side of the line.
"Hamilton Brothers... they ain't no problem fo' yo' no more." Kane says that he killed both of the brothers.
"See, I ain't actually that bad. I occasionally let the bad guys live, so they can kill each other and redeem themselves. I'm a man who believes in everybody's worth of a second chance... even you anti-authority pieces of sh*t, right, Kane?" Tenpenny is obviously overjoyed with the deed done.
"Whatever." Kane tries to fend of Tenpenny who bellitles him for fun.
"Listen, boy. You done good, today. How'd you like to bang some more thugs like you and help me clean my streets? I know you crazy motherf*ckers like killin' each other." Tenpenny comes up with another leg work for Kane.
"Whatever to do my part for the community." Kane sarcastically answers.
"That's my man. Check out the bulletin boards in the police station. There you can find out about the public enemies we'd like to see hangin' on a rope. And guess what... As police, we'd reward you with good money for your sane work." Tenpenny explains the Los Santos police is willing to hand a good wad of cash to whoever helps them on eliminating wanted criminals.
"Money says 'Jump', you jump. Money says 'Cut you leg', you cut."
"You greedy buster. I know you'd kill for cold, hard cash. Catch you later, Kane... I've my eye on you." Tenpenny hangs up.
- Most Wanted side missions are unlocked.