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Blood 4 Blood

*Episode 61*

All around me, I could hear car trunks opening and sniper rifles, automatic rifles and machine guns being unloaded..
I made a mental note never to piss a Mexican drug lord off. D--n!!! they had a scary arsenal in their trunks…… Clutching my glock pistols in my hands, i asked them to do everything quietly by placing the nozzle of my glock to my lips…… From the movement of the bullet, i could tell it was a sniper shot…..
We had to know where he was shooting from or he’d pick us all out like sitting ducks single-handedly……..
Walking to the edge of the bushes……I pulled off my blazer and tossed it onto the road…….i heard three shots and simultaneously I saw the snipers location as my favourite blazer was torn to shreds by the bullets…… I signalled for a rifle….. and placing it on my torso…..
I looked into the cross-hairs and fired two shots from the rifle, i was grateful a silencer was attached…… The dead sniper fell from the tree top to the ground……. i rushed over to where he was with el-lobos men now advancing into the complex……. I looked at his rifle…..it was a viper….. My favourite!!!. Picking up his rifle, i climbed the tree top he had been occupying as el-lobo’s men stormed into the warehouse…… I could now hear a barrage of gunshots…….. climbing up…….. I hid in the branches and positioned the rifle comfortably in my arms….. ”piuuu…..piuuuu” was  the sound that came from the silenced rifle as I took out two other snipers on the roof of the warehouse…… They seemed too have halted the movement of el-lobos men because immediately the snipers bodies dropped to the dusty ground they advanced…….. I jumped down from the tree and strapping the rifle to my back, i pulled out my two glock pistols and ran towards the warehouse. The epinephrine had kicked in fully now and I was super aware of my environment as I ran towards the warehouse……. Inside the warehouse was a full-blown gunfight……. the sounds of agitated automatic rifles was deafening as I crept through trying to find a way behind the enemy lines…… I finally crept between two large metal cabinets and tipped my glock pistols with guage silencers…….. walking slowly I shot three of Triggers goons in the back of their heads thereby giving my men room to advance as I raced towards the make-shift office upstairs……. I was on the stairs when the door suddenly opened and a masked goon drew a shot gun and cocking it…….He fired straight at me…….The force of the shots threw me to the bottom of the stairs as the gunman retreated into the room……..I was down on the ground now breathing very heavily, everything seemed to slow down as the gunshots sounded in the distance, To me they sounded like hands clapping….. It wasn’t my first time getting shot but a shotgun wasn’t the type of gun you’d smile about when you find its nozzle pointed towards you…. but nonetheless I wasn’t dying today…..Adrenaline coarsed through my veins as I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled out my bulletproof vest which was now very hot and had nearly burnt my chest……….I dragged myself to my feet and with all the strength I had in me I picked up my pistols and proceeded up the stairs.
I knew I could only have done that because of the epinephrine pumping through my bloodstream now………..
I kicked open the door and I could see the shocked look on the gunmans face as he said “what the..???”, i didn’t let him finish as I put three bullets in his head, he fell in a heap on the floor as I expertly scanned the room with my eyes for Trigger… I could see that the window was broken, my gut told me that an escape was haappening…..
Walking briskly towards the broken window, I looked through it and I could see trigger running towards his car……..
He wasn’t getting away…. Not this time!!!!!

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