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Neraus
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Pain relief cream seller
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posted November 14, 2015 09:52 PM |
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-Sciettu Capu!- Said Salvo, not unhappy for the role he had to maintain in the operation, back in his youth in Sicily he was more brash and would jump at the occasion of a fight, but the mob war changed everything, when he saw his uncle's head explode in a firefight he became much more careful in his approach.
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ANTUDO
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War-overlord
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted November 14, 2015 10:04 PM |
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Hans parked his jeep somewhere off to the side before Sasha and Vlad rammed the front gate.
He and most of the others used the van for cover after it had stopped and moved up behind it.
After Sasha had ordered him and Vladlena to cover the back, he understood what his part in the plan would be.
As the rest assaulted the front, the cowardly inclined would try to escape in the opposite direction. Not an unusual thing when dealing with criminals. It was his job to butcher anyone trying to do so and Vladlena's to cover him and deal with those who managed to get past him.
Hans nodded to Vladlena and motioned her to follow.
Hopping whatever cover they could find, they made their way to the back of the compound. The going was easy enough, the attention was at the machine guns in the van.
When they arrived without encountering resistance, Hans stopped for a moment. He fished a carbon tablet asperin out his pocket and stuck it under his tongue. He clenched his teeth hard and breathed hard a few times. The tablet reacted with his spit and started to fizz gently, creating foam. After a few huffs, froth covered the corners of his mouth and he unsheathed his axes.
He turned to Vladlena. "Ready?" he asked.
Without waiting for a reply he turned his attention towards the door, which at that time, fortunately, swung open, spilling out a man in a half open tracksuit. Before he truely noticed either Vladlena or Hans, Hans buried his left axe diagonally into the place where his neck met his shoulder.
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Herry
Bad-mannered
Famous Hero
100% Devil
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posted November 15, 2015 10:35 AM |
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"Roger that". Alex had already killed enough people to fulfill his quota, so he went back to the calm person he normally was. He continued to shoot the people with his PM, watching from a distance as they fell like sticks into a deep well.
Once he ran out of ammo, he simply grabbed a korpion vz. 61 from the van and shot out the remaining people.
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted November 15, 2015 12:21 PM |
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Edited by Kipshasz at 21:35, 15 Nov 2015.
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Shaman kicked the front door in. Inside was a complete mess. Bullet holes dotted the walls, there were several injured or dead people lying on the ground. The machinegun fire just stopped. Vlad was probably reloading, or the machinegun overheated.
Shaman decided to check the basement. There was not much else to go, and he was pretty sure that Hans and Vladlena would cover the upper floor.
In the basement there were several more guards, which were dispatch quickly. There was however an obstacle. There was a panic room installed, in which Liosha was no doubt hiding in right now. The door was too tough to break through, explosives were needed.
Shaman got back up to the first floor, and searched the rooms. A lot was messed up with Vlad's machinegun fire, from an elaborate beer stein collection, to expensive electronics. Guards dead all around, those that were still breathing received a control shot in the head.
With no radio equipment currently on anyone Shaman did not had the option to call in for his teammates, and calling them took too much time.
The house was indeed big, but the resistance seemed to had died down. Most of the guards got killed, but Shaman was sure there were a few more.
In fact there was more noise of gunfire in the upper floor. The house was huge, at least 600 square meters in floor space, on just the first story alone. It was one of the larger manors in Golden Meadows district. Only the tastless over pretentious brain children of some overy avant garde architects owned by some local oligarchs out did this house by a mile.
Shaman decided to room sweep the first floor in case there are some stragglers left from the initial suppressive fire on the manor.
meanwhile Hans and Vladlena were met with less than accurate gun fire. there were some of the gopnik guards left on the second floor of the manor-house.
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Gryphs
Supreme Hero
The Clever Title
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posted November 15, 2015 10:21 PM |
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Edited by Gryphs at 22:34, 15 Nov 2015.
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Vladlena thought the guards ineptitude was hilarious and by now was laughing uncontrollably. She controlled herself, made a sign for Hans to watch the back door, and went to clear the second floor. The pathetic guards were no real trouble, and she cleared them out quickly.
"Pathetic", she said standing over one of the last guards before shooting him in the head. She then sat on a chair and texted Shaman that the back was clear.
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"Don't resist the force. Redirect it. Water over rock."-blizzardboy
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted November 15, 2015 11:42 PM |
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By the time Shaman finished the sweep of the first floor he had received the text. He replied by telling them to regroup by the basement entrance.
There was few things left undamaged. The walls constructed from cinderblocks and drywall had no chance against the machine gun fire. Along the way Shaman grabbed a leftover jewelry box. Stuffed full of rings, necklaces and earrings it could bring some money if sold to Chaim. Shaman really wasn't that opposed to looting. He really never felt that Liosha payed them enough for their services. He always tried to haggle or otherwise swindle out of paying the sum agreed.
Shaman had returned by the stairway to the basement. Vlad was waiting by them.
- We had checked out the yard. We got them all.
- I'm surprised there are no cops here by now- Shaman said.
- They've busy with something else most likely. Probably someone's staking a robbery of some high value target or something. Or maybe our new friends took care of it.
Shaman nodded.
- We don't have any explosives on the van, do we?
- After the last few months?- Vlad smiled.- Our supplies are depleted. Maybe a handful o grenades is left back on the HQ, and whatever Hans is carrying.
- I see- Shaman said. They really needed to improvise if they're going to bust into the panic room at the basement.
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted November 16, 2015 10:41 PM |
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((I was waiting for maybe War-Overlord to reply and coming up with some wisecracks or something, but bleep it. Time to wrap this up.))
Shaman and the group scattered around the property, hoping to find something that would make a suitable improvised explosive. Luckily that was not the case, and a maksehift bomb would not explode in anybodies hands this day. While growing through the stuff at Liosha's home, they found some timed TNT charges somehow undamaged by the machine gun fire. Having planted the explosives on the supposed vulnerable spots on the panic room's door, the group had backed down to safe distance, and once there, Shaman detonated the explosives.
The door to the panic room went right off the hinges, allowing entrance.
The group opened fire into the panic room, not waiting for the smoke and dust to clear.
As the smoke and dust cleared, Shaman and the group entered the panic room to find Liosha and his family all dead.
They dragged out Liosha's corpse in an black, large capacity garbage bag. It was needed to confirm that the job was done. His family was just collateral damage, and word on th street was that Liosha's wife was unfaithful to the former mob boss anyway, so it didn't really mattered to Shaman. It was business. Besides, leaving any of the family alive, would just mean some more enemies out to get you, and Shaman had enough of those as it is. The criminal infested sh1thole that was Novkavnogrod only provided lesser protection, and Shaman knew most of his enemies didn't had the balls to step into the game in this city, and doing successfully one job after another had earned Shaman and the Silver Sword some powerful friends. If someone should come after them, they'd be coming after whole of the f£cking city.
The team was back at the HQ when Lev showed up. The team was relaxing in the HQ's rec room. Vlad was playing pool against Shaman, other's were watching TV or were left to their own devices.
A knock on the door got everyone edgy. Shaman and few others had their handguns drawn out.
Lev opened the door, and came up with his hands raised, holding a briefcase in is right hand.
- Mister Krovn- He began- My boss is very pleased with your performance. Here is the rest of the sum we had agreed on.- He said. Shaman and the rest holstered their handguns, and Lev opened the briefcase, showing it held stacks upon stacks of euros.
- You're good on your word Tolstoy.- Shaman said while shaking hands with Lev.- Let this be a start of a beautiful friendship, comrade. If you want something else, you know where to find us. Just don't try to behave like our dear Lioshenka.
- Soldier's word of honor- Lev replied.- We'll keep in touch- He handed Shaman a card with his number and left.
Shaman looked at the briefcase and the crew.
- It looks like it's payday.- He said and counted off 50 grand each. The case didn't got enough money in it, so Shaman had to get more from the safe in the office. once enough money was on the table, Shaman gave each of the PMC his or hers share.
- Here you go. Don't spend it all in one place.- He said. Shaman then had looked at his phone. there was a missed call from Shaman's neighbor, Valeria Petrova, whom Shaman often helped out and buyed groceries and medicines, as well as a message from the Italians, asking him to meet them at Villa Neapoli.
- Hey Sal- Shaman addressed the sicilian- Would you keep me company to Villa Neapoli? looks like we have some business to discuss with them, You could be of help there.
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Neraus
Promising
Legendary Hero
Pain relief cream seller
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posted November 17, 2015 07:53 AM |
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-Of course capo, I guess visiting them wouldn't be a bad idea. Besides, I have to ask them to sell me some imports from home, so that would avoid me to do another trip.-
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ANTUDO
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted November 17, 2015 02:25 PM |
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- We'll take my car then- Shaman said.
Moments later they were on the road. The early evening seemed nice, and since it was Saturday, there were people going into various establishments to spend the evening in. And Villa Neapoli was no exception. Shaman had parked the car nearby and along with Sal entered the restaurant.
They were greeted by one of the waitresses and were directed to a table. While waiting for one of the Italians to come by, Shaman browsed the menu.
- All this Liosha affair made me hungry- Shaman said- Let's see what's good.- He looked at the menu. while they waited they were served complimentary sfogiatellas.
- I think I'll go with the the old fahioned Neapolitan pizza- Shaman said to the waitress, as Giacomo, one of the capos of the local italian mob sat by them.
- So good you came. We have a situation.
- What kind of situation?- Shaman asked after he swallowed a bit of the pastry.
- Today, a car with three of our guys in it disappeared. We don't know where, my guys came up with nothing when they sweeped the city today.
- Any leads..?
- There was a conflict a few days ago. One of the newer gangs were partying out here, what they're called... some russian word, Kniazi, kazioli, that sort of thing. They got drunk, started smashing glasses and threatening other patrons, harrassed our waitresses, beaten up Paolo to a pulp. Needless to say our guys taught them a lesson and kicked them out After beating the sh1t out of them, but I guess they wanted revenge.
- Jesus.- Shaman said.- I think I know those upstarts. The Kniazi are in the dope business, deal with Tajiks most of the time. I don't think they're going to kill your guys outright. First thing we need to find them. I'll have one of my guys check the surveilance system. What's the time they've gone missing?
- The center, about 4 hours ago The car was a black Porsche Cayenne It has a little Milano Inter decal on it's rear window.
- In the middle of a f£cking day. Allright I'll see what I can do.
- Grazie mio amico.(thank you my friend) ((butchered languages ftw))
- I can't eat thanks.- Shaman said with a smile.- How about you and Sal discuss out the payment?- Shaman said as he dialed Alex's number.
- New job for you. Get into the security footage of the cameras installed in the Center. The thing we're looking for is a black Porsche Cayenne, belonging to the italians. Special mark is a Milano Inter decal. It probably was carjacked with three people in it. I need anything related to it. possible routes, whatever. Report back anything you find.
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Herry
Bad-mannered
Famous Hero
100% Devil
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posted November 17, 2015 07:23 PM |
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"On it.", said Alex as he finished the chocolate bar he was eating.
First, he had to get the appropriate equipment for this job, and if he was lucky, he'll need it. Getting the data from the kind of cameras used in the Center is harder than it sounds. These cameras didn't transfer the playback through some sort of LAN, they were hard-wired. Although luckily, these cameras hold a drive inside that can hold data from up to a day ago, and if he was lucky, it was not yet "flushed". Otherwise he'd have to sneak into the surveillance center and get the data from there.
What he got was his own tablet, one he bought recently, just after he got his recent share of the reward of Liosha's death. The hardware specs weren't much higher than a usual one, but was impressive about it was the epic 128 GB SD card, so he stored it to store any hacked data he got. Blackhat falls behind in that purpose since it is capable only of storing very few data-types that were needed for hacking. His tablet, Blackhat, and a special cable that can be linked to a surveillance camera on one end, and to a tablet in the other.
Then he went for Downtown.
((Quick-note: Downtown = Center))
He did what was necessary to get what he needed and went back. It wasn't easy to stealthily get near the camera without being noticed, but he managed to get it done. Once he got back, he turned on his PC and carefully analyzed the data he had.
The car that Shaman talked about was indeed there. The people inside it were knocked out and put in a truck, and he noticed one man who went into the car and was gone in the same direction as the truck. Judging from where they went, they probably were headed to the Old Town, most likely the South-eastern side of it.
Alex, realizing he found what Shaman wants, sent him a text, telling him about what he discovered. He also sent him the important part of the recordings in an E-mail, in case he wanted to have a look.
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted November 17, 2015 09:42 PM |
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Shaman had finished his modest dinner, while Sal and Giacomo discussed something in Italian. He layed down a bill of twenty euros on the table and got up.
- Giacomo, I'll ring you up if we get anything. I'll leave you too to discuss out the terms of payment. Don't dissapoint Sal.
- Buona fortuna Alexander- He said.
Shaman left the restaurant and drove back to the PMC.
Most of the crew were still there.
- We have a job from the Italians- Shaman said.- Looks like the dagos lost a car with three of their guys in it. Giacomo tells us it's those kindergartners dope dealers who call themselves Kniazi((transliation would be Dukes or something like that)). What Alex reported me from the footage, it looks like they're hanging out somewhere in the south eastern part of the city, as it seems that they were heading that way. Lena I want you to go to Chaim- Shaman said and placed about two thousand euros in front of her- I think that would be enough to get the yid to tell us something. Their gathering places, whatever. Try not to rough him up too much, but if you have too, make sure it doesn't show. So, no hitting in the face.
Shaman paused for a bit, trying to catch his breath.
- Allright. Hans, you're going with me. We're going to visit someone else. I might need your persuasion skills on that prick. We're taking my car. Lena, call me if Chaim coughs something up.
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Neraus
Promising
Legendary Hero
Pain relief cream seller
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posted November 18, 2015 05:54 PM |
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-Bene, seeing as Alexander went out of here... We may talk about business.- Salvo said.
-So, what say of you about this job?-
-I think your men have terrible taste, why aren't they rooting for Palermo or Catania?-
-Ah! Good point, but still it's good to have something we can relate to our land.-
-Sciettu, but the protection of St. Agata isn't something to discount too much.-
-Right, anyway, what is your price?-
-Well, considering that we're going to rough up some kids and recover a car... Not considering the searching process and the fuel expenses...-he stopped to make some calculations
-Cinquecentomila?- Giacomo asked
-Maybe? But you see, we're going to step on the toes of another gang, they may be amateurs, but still, they would be more aggressive when challenged, it reminds me of those Puerto Ricans gangs in Milan, they would chop up people for nothing-
-But Alexander said that they wouldn't be killed though, giusto?-
-Maybe, but young gangs are unpredictable in my experience, but nonetheless I may have a price in mind...-
((SUSPENSE! I don't know what a proper price would be...))
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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Gryphs
Supreme Hero
The Clever Title
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posted November 19, 2015 10:47 AM |
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Edited by Gryphs at 11:19, 19 Nov 2015.
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"Mmmmhmmmm", Vladlena answered her mouth filled with taffy. She took the money and went to the pawn shop. It was empty when she got there,"Easier for me", she thought."Hey, Chaim",she said with an unsettling grin as she flipped his open sign around."I am just going to skip any unnecessary bullsh1t and get down to business", she put the money on his counter," I need to know where the Kniazi gather, and you are going to tell me, understand?"
(I am going to let you control Chaim I don't want to mess his character up.)
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted November 19, 2015 03:20 PM |
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The old jew rubbed his beard as he eyeballed the cash lain down in front of him.
- Well... Since you asked so nicely...- Chaim continued to rub his beard.
- Isaac!- He called his son.- Go get some rugelach and tea for our guest.
As the tea with pastries was served, Chaim placed the two grand in his pocket. His son however had marks of a fresh beating.
- I do not know where the schmucks are hanging out precisely. There are several places where they might be. There is a little shashlyk place called the Green Viburnum, located in the Forest Hills.- Forest hills was a residential district and before Golden Meadows were established it was the most prestigious place to live in.- That's where Isaac got his beating. The second place where they're likely to be is the Rusalka recreation center by the marina. There is another place, A sauna complex, just outside the city. It's your average type of house, with a tall wooden fence around it. - Chaim paused a bit to take a sip of tea from his cup.- There really aren't any other places that I'm aware of that these Kniazi hang out.
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Neraus
Promising
Legendary Hero
Pain relief cream seller
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posted November 20, 2015 02:14 PM |
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-Bene allora, two hundred grands it is.- Said satisfied Giacomo
-Quindi, you'll give us fifty grands in advance, as we agreed upon.-
-Certo certo, give me a minute.-
The bartering process went on for half an hour, Salvo wanted to get an higher sum, but didn't want to offend his host, all in all, he did manage to get an higher price than what was offered to him, at the end of it Salvo had a sore throat, but was relieved by the fact that he managed to get a part of the payment in advance.
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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War-overlord
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted November 20, 2015 08:15 PM |
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Hans followed Sasha to his car and unhooked his axeharness before he got into the side seat. Sasha drove, he always did. His car, his rules.
"So, where are we heading?" Hans asked, attentive despite the thousand yard stare.
"Vova," Sasha replied.
"Doesn't ring a bell."
"Gopnik f*ckwit", you know him."
"That describes half this Gods forsaken city," the sarcasm in Hans' voice was almost tangible.
"Fence out in the station-part of town," Sasha's explaination was cut short to howl a few choice words out of the window at some road hog that cutt them off. Hans thought it was Russian, but to him most Slavic languages sounded like drunk-gibberish.
"Like I said, little sh1t buys hot items off of small timers and sells it. Uses the money to buy heroin off of the Kniazi," Sasha continued
"Sounds like a real charmer," Hans said with little enthousiasm.
Sasha thought that this was funny for some reason and chuckled.
"See, I told you you knew him."
Hans brushed his untied scalp-lock back and grunted. "Like I said, half the city, if you've seen one Kanisterkopf criminal, you've seen a thousand. They dress alike, they look alike and they act alike."
"Doesn't matter, he deals with the Kniazi and he's got information we want."
"You think he'll talk?"
Sasha shook his head, "Little prick is smarter than you'd think for a junkie. He won't start talking on his own."
"Which is why you need me," Hans finished the thought. "Either he starts talking or he'll be in the market for a good blood remover."
"Or whatever junkie wh0re is f*cking him for his blow."
Hans leaned back slightly in the seat. "Sounds good to me. It's been a while since we played 'Stool Pigeon - Dead Pigeon', you usually take Vlad."
"Feeling left out?"
"Bored more like it. Are we there yet?"
"Almost."
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted November 20, 2015 09:29 PM |
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Edited by Kipshasz at 22:16, 20 Nov 2015.
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- I figured I let Vlad to lay back for a while. Euroleague finals are coming up, he never misses them.- Shaman said while waiting by the traffic light. They drove for a few hundred meters more and Shaman pulled into a garage complex just on the outskirts of the railroad station. It had rows upon rows of old metal garages. It was the place where some small time fence junkies would deal in electronics and other stuff to get some cash and get their new dose for the day.
- Now let's see...- Shaman said while slowly driving through the garages.- Ah there it is.- Shaman pulled over by one of the garages. It had a roadsign of some sort fashioned into a little roof over the garage door.
- Shaman and Hans entered the garage. It had smell of cheap tobacco and dope and was stuffed with stolen electronics.
- Nu bliat, zdarova pacani nachui((Hey, snowing hello there guys,f$cking sh1t))- He said. There were four people in total One of the guys seemed tense, other was preparing a fresh dose of dope, and there was a beaten up girl in the corner of the garage. Vova and his friends sometimes robbed passing cars by using a girl as a bait. looks like todays run wasn't fruitful.
- Shaman, hi... What is it you need..?-.Vova asked. his hair was messy and sticked together for some reason. Vova's haircut looked a lot like a bird's nest.
- You have any car stereos for sale?- Shaman asked.
- Ugh.. yeah, here's one, you know, high-end, with vires and all, vsio dela. I won't ask much. 120 and it's yours- His voice was a bit shaking. Shaman took the stereo and examined it. It was all scratched up and definitely didn't looked top notch.
- High end you say... F£ck, maybe this was high end, before you and your dickheads f$cked it up. Looks like it was bashed out with a f$cking crowbar.
- No, no, we took it out as it was...
- And you want a hundred and twenty for such a piece of sh1t?
- It's not sh1t, it's high-end, and it has it's price.
- Yeah? you know if I go to the over to the japs, they're going to offer me newer ones, better ones, straight out of a f$cking box, brand new, and not scratched up like this piece of knock off garbage- Shaman smashed the stereo on the floor. He grabbed Vova by the flaps of his tracksuit and pushed him against the wall.
- We're are the Kniazi hanging out? where they take their victims?
- Guys... I don't know anything! I swear.- Vova exclaimed.
- Wrong answer- Shaman nodded to Hans. One of his axes went straight into the skull of the guy who was prepping the dope. The other guy tried to back off but ended up at the end of the garage.
- I'll ask again. Slowly this time. Where are the Kniazi taking their victims?
- I... I... I...- While Vova stuttered, Hans went over with his axes and smashed up some car audio amplifiers
- Next up will be that douche trying to phase through the wall- Shaman said.- Where..?
- Outside of town.- Vova coughed. Life as an addict wasn't too good for his overall health.
- Go on...- Shaman said as Hans smashed some more electronics in the background.
- There's a sauna complex. large grey house, surrounded by a large fence. Just a twenty minute drive from the center! It wasn't me guys, really!- His voice seemed teary. Like with the rest of them, their toughness quickly faded away. that's why they need so much drugs and booze. something has to hide the fact that you're a useless dork.
- Wasn't this easy, huh Vovochka? Now tell me the exact address.- Shaman said to him.
- Livonian road, number 20- He uttered.
- Good. Very good Vova. You're a good guy.- Shaman said and pushed him towards the knocked out girl. Vova tumbled and fell by her
- They're going to kill me for this... I know that...- The junkie mumbled.
- Oh that will not be the case.- Shaman calmly said. Hans grabbed the scared little junkie and slit his throat with his knife. Shaman took out his pistols, and emptied their magazines at Vova and the unconsious girl.
- Good, We have everything we needed from them- Shaman said and exited the garage with Hans. While back in the car, Shaman called Vladlena.
- So did the yid tell you anything? He did? good. So what did he told you? Oh, Allright. the sauna complex? Yeah, the guy me and Hans visited told the same thing. Meet us at Livonian Road, by the house numbered 20. That's where they keeping the dagos. If we hurry we may get them alive.
Even from the Station district, it was no more than twenty five minutes of driving. Shaman parked off the road, in a supposed blindspot ofthe home.
- Well- He said- Let's wait for Lena before we go in.- Through the spaces between the fence planks, Shaman saw several BMW X6 and the missing Cayenne.
- Looks like there's going to be at least twelve to twenty guys in there. probably with prostitutes and whatnot. No guards outside though. should be a piece of cake- Shaman said while peeking through the gap.
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Gryphs
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The Clever Title
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posted November 20, 2015 10:07 PM |
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Edited by Gryphs at 22:07, 20 Nov 2015.
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Vladlena put her phone away, "Well have to go, thanks for the tea", she said to Chaim pocketing a rugelach and leaving.
She pulled up to where Sasha and Hans were waiting for her."So, how many?", she asked unwrapping a hard candy.
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted November 20, 2015 10:28 PM |
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- Not sure. twelve to twenty at most, not counting our guys and any of the broads whom the Kniazi may picked up for their little party.- Shaman said to Vladlena- They were stupid enough to leave the outside unguarded. I think we should go in through the main door- Shaman said with a smile.
Shaman took his rifle out of his car, checked if the magazine was, pull then cocked it.
It really was empty in the complex, all the members of the Kniazi were probably in the Sauna, partying. Shaman and his group walked though the empty corridors, until they heard trashy techno thumping and someone yelling. Shaman kicked opened the door and fired a quick salvo just above the heads of the party goers. looks like they were waterboarding one of the italians jsut for the fun of it, while the rest two, beaten quite good, were waiting their turn.
The pleasant mood of the party had vanished.
- Let's kill some Kniazi- Shaman said firing at the few of them, who were wearing nothing but their swimming trunks or just towels.
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Gryphs
Supreme Hero
The Clever Title
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posted November 20, 2015 10:43 PM |
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Vladlena emptied her AKM into the crowd. It was like cutting a lawn it was not even fun just work. She had deliberately shot one in the leg though. She put one of her pistols on his head, "Tell me why you took them, and I will ease your passing".
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