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STATE ZERO | Hired Guns

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Bento chuckles at the kid as he reaches for a moment for what probably would be his piece; what a stupid fucking kid. Jacob felt bad for him. “Well, if you insist, son. We could possibly escort you there and then hang back on the final stretch, let you make it the rest of the way and then escort you back here. But hey, if that’s not what you’re looking for, then go ahead and take your chances," Jacob says, picking at his teeth with his thumbnail, something being in between his front two. "But that’s a risky gamble, kid.”
 
Redd waves over the bartender, ordering another drink and then quickly downing it. Pulling out a tightly wound cash wad, he pulls off the rubber band and places a few twenties on the bar and then takes his leave, beckoning you to follow along with his hand. He leads you behind the bar into the cellar, where no one else is around.

"I'm not sure if Remmy will be happy... but I don't give a fuck. He's spooked up and we only got pistols. How much are you looking to take?" Redd says.
 
"I'm not really the guy who normally decides that; my right-hand is that." Jacob says, before turning to Hansen. "Will, get Matt on the radio and tell him to meet us here ASAP, put his shopping spree on hold unless he's done already," Jacob asks of his friend. He then turns back to Redd. "You should call Remmy, or go get him. And anyone else who needs to be around to make this deal. I'm not gonna repeat myself, so whatever ears need to be here should be here now. We've got time before my man shows up to hash out how much you would pay."
 
As Will pulls out a walkie-talkie to call Yu, Redd pulls out a cell-phone. Flipping it open, he rests it on his ear and speaks into it quietly, turning his back on you and Hansen as to not let you two hear what he's saying. After a few minutes of punctured arguing, he turns around to you and William, "He's coming," Redd said, and so was Yu.

After about twenty minutes, Yu and Remmy arrives. Yu has a notepad stuck in his pocket, probably detailing all the stuff he bought.

"What're we looking at?" Yu says.
A voice appears as a tall, lanky figure enters the cellar. He's wearing combat boots, denim jeans, and a ballistic vest. He's also tied a bandana around his face. "4 Chopsticks. Delivery to classified clients near the peninsula. I'll give you $50." the man says. This must be Remmy.
"Last time I checked, chopsticks were worth $500 a piece, which means you're carrying $2,000 in cargo. We'll take $680. That's about $40 for each of our troops."
"Well we're carrying shit. You get $50."

Yu looks at you.
 
Jacob chuckles, shaking his head and looking back at Remmy with a smile. "Stop wasting our time. You'll pay us $680, or you'll go out and get yourselves killed when someone decides they want your shit," Bento says, being sure that Remmy and his crew wouldn't survive their trip to the checkpoint. "Don't dick around with me, Remmy. I'm in no mood, and you're in no position. You're short a few chromosomes if you think a few pistol-packin' teens will survive a trek halfway across Atlano with such valuable cargo in tow. And I know who your clients are, and where we're going; the Outer Peninsula Checkpoint. Some junkies in the army wouldn't pay a plug in Boontown to travel so far to deliver four chopsticks if they weren't good shit; you're not fooling me."
 
"Fuck off old man," Remmy says, walking over to Redd with a knife. With a sudden motion, he rips a knife from his waist and stabs Redd in the throat, who turns to stare at him. After a moment, he rips the knife out of Redd's throat who then desperately moves his hands to cover up the wound and stop the bleeding to no avail. He falls face-first onto the concrete, a pool of blood forming around him.

"I've done this run a billion times. I don't need your help, and he damn well shouldn't have run his mouth about the operation," Remmy says, who then starts up towards the stairs leading to the ground level.
 
Jacob is stunned by the murder that suddenly takes place in front of him. Watches as the boy's blood spills out of his neck, his eyes go wide and he collapses awkwardly.

Jacob has many desires when Remmy turns his back to him to head up the stairs, and none of them good. Bento slings his rifle over his shoulder and looks over to Will Hansen, who is closer to Remmy's right than he or Yu is, and mouths "Grab the knife."

After that, Jacob does a quick 321 count with his left hand, while his right silently draws his karambit blade out of it's scabbard. Moving at the same time as William, hopefully, Jacob darts behind Remmy and grabs him by the hair, yanking his head backward and down to expose his throat, before slashing it wide open. This would be followed by the quick covering of his mouth to avoid a scream.

There are many reasons for this. First of all, Remmy seems like a fucking scumbag, not doing this town any good. Second of all, Jacob wants some kind of profit from this visit to Boontown, and if Bento, Hansen and Yu iced Remmy and left him down here with Redd, then Jacob would just need to find Billy to find the drugs. That's if they weren't on Remmy.

Bento didn't feel bad about murdering this piece of shit. He felt bad for Redd. He hadn't even had been the one that leaked the drug deal; well, maybe he was, but not to Jacob.
 
You catch the gangster by surprise. With a swift movement, you slice open his throat, which sprays red mist as he falls backwards, a geyser of blood springing from his throat. After looking through his pockets, you only discover a wad of Atlani 20's, totaling up to $580, a few 9mm Parabellum rounds, a cell-phone, and the bowie knife he was carrying, but no chopsticks, which meant that they were with Billy.
 
After killing Remmy, and Remmy killing Redd, Jacob does his best to clean his blade and himself of the blood. He then searches Redd for anything of note, having taken everything off of Remmy. Jacob knew he had a weapon somewhere; he was surprised Remmy hadn't carried a gun with him. If Bento can find a pistol on Redd, he'll hand it to Hansen along with with any spare ammo, him being the only one in the company not having a sidearm.

"We gotta find Dickhead #3. Guy's name is Billy. He must either have the drugs, or know where they are; we have until nightfall to put hands on 'em, otherwise we just gotta go to Sarcoxie and deal with Morse's problem," Jacob states with bated breath, looking up at Yu and Hansen when he has finished running both Remmy and Redd's pockets.

"Any ideas how we can do that? Maybe call them on one of the cell phones, do our best drug-addict impression?"
 
After thoroughly searching Redd's person, you manage to find a 9mm Pistol, 12 9mm rounds, a switchblade, and a cell-phone.

Yu speaks up first, "We can use his phone to text Billy, ask to meet up," he suggests.
"But we don't know the password," William says.
"He didn't have one," Yu said, chuckling as he flipped open the phone. After a few seconds, Yu finds a contact named "Billy" in the phone.

"What should we say, boss?"
 
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(Was nothing found on Redd? He reached for his waistband in the bar.)


Jacob chuckles at Remmy’s stupidity at not having a cell phone password. “Text Bill and tell him to come here, into the cellar, to meet with him and Redd, and to bring the Chopsticks. Say Remmy’s worried that something might be wrong with one of them, and needs to double-check before they bring ‘em to the clients.”


After that, Bento continues to develop his plan for jumping Billy. “One of you should go topside, and wait around the corner for Billy to open the bulkhead - when he does, shove him down the steps, follow him down and close the door, and guard the exit. Me and whoever stayed down here will take care of what needs to be done.”


With that, Bento reaches into his pocket and puts on his brass knuckles; he wasn’t going to kill Billy, at least not right away, probably. And if he agreed not to speak of what happened to him or his buddies, he won’t kill him at all. But he was definetly going to bust his face up.


“Whoever goes up, leave your rifle down here so you blend in. Keep your pistol concealed in your clothes. Don’t need to tip Billy off before he comes and gets his ass beat.”
 
(My bad, I thought you searched Remmy again. My last post was edited.)

Yu sends the message as William heads topside, leaving his rifle downstairs with you and Matthew. After several minutes of waiting, Billy calls Remmy's phone.
 
"Deny the call. Tell him Remmy is taking to someone, and doesn't have time to talk to him 'about some stupid bullshit' and to 'get his ass over here before I cut you out of the deal'" Jacob quickly says, thinking on his feet. He just has to hope that Remmy treated Billy just as poorly as he treated Redd, or else that probably wouldn't be beliavable. But then again, drug-addled teenagers are pretty easy to manipulate.

Bento gives Hansen the pistol and ammo found on Redd before he goes upstairs. He pockets the blade and Yu carries the phone.
 
"Fuck," Yu says, showing you the screen on the phone which reads, "i dunno the lock code" from Billy.
 
"Oh, hell," Bento says. "Look through the phone, see if there's a note somewhere or a text that will tell us what the code is; it not, just text him 'come here' and nothing else."
 
After looking through the phone, Yu doesn't find anything but sends Billy the text message, who then replies with 'cmon u can trust me. ill call u again', in which the phone begins to ring again.
 
"Deny the call again. All caps: BILLY FOR FUCK SAKE I TOLD YOU I'M TALKING TO SOMEONE, STOP CALLING ME AND COME HERE NOW!" Bento said, chuckling as he read the text as Matthew sent it. If the mercs didn't get anything out of this, at least they would get to fuck with this kid. And put two chemrunners into the ground.

Bento's new plan was to steal the safe itself, if it wasn't too heavy, and just blow it open on the road with a shotgun. He didn't want to fire a gun in the town limits, though; too much attention. Then again, so would carrying a safe to the vehicles be; but they'd be quick, and Jacob would have all of his men around to protect him.
 
'fuck chill out man. im comin' Billy replies. After ten minutes, you hear the cellar doors croak open and then slam again, accompanied by a tumbling Billy, who lands next to Remmy's dead body. "H-holy fucking shit! R-Remmy's dead!" he says as he hastily gets up on his feet and draws his pistol. "P-put your fucking hands up!" he stammers.
 
Jacob draws a bead on Billy's head with his bullpup as Billy stands and draws his gun. Matthew presumably does the same. As does William, who should be at the top of the stairs after following Billy down just as Bento had told him to do.

"Think about it, kid. You've got three rifles on you, you're surrounded; you wanna bet that you can pull the trigger quicker than all three of us can? Save your own life, slide the gun over to me." Bento commands, his finger falling over the trigger of his rifle, ready to pull it. His eyes remain focused on Billy's trigger finger, ready to shoot him between the eyes.

"Remmy killed Redd. Right in front of us. I killed Remmy because that's fucked up; stabbed him for no reason." Jacob clarified, hoping that would help convince the kid that Remmy really wasn't all that great.

"We won't kill you or hurt you in any way. Just slide me the gun, son."
 
"Easy kid," William says, who's pointing Redd's 9mm Pistol at Billy's head. Yu's also raised his rifle and is aiming at Billy. Billy looks around, his eyes bouncing between you, William, and Matthew, his hands visibly shaking his own handgun, a revolver. Once you tell him about Redd's death, he looks at the dead corpse of Redd.

"Remmy you fucking idiot," Billy mutters under his breath, slightly lowering his revolver, still looking at Billy. He then raises his revolver again, aiming at you. "We were going to sell him to slavers anyway. He couldn't keep his mouth shut. But, seeing as you've killed my two partners here, what's to say once I hand over this gun you won't kill me anyway?"
 
"Were you listening, Billy? I told you, Remmy killed Redd. Not us. We killed Remmy, that much is true," Bento said.

"All we want is a little...compensation. For our time spent dealing with your buddies. Not to kill another kid, that's fucked. Maybe some chems, maybe that gun. And either way, if I was going to kill you, I would've lit into you while you were flailing on the ground after my man pushed you in," Jacob explained, looking over Billy's shoulder at Will, then back at Billy.

"You have five seconds. Give me that pistol, boy."
 
"I'm not gonna give you no guns, no drugs, and definitely not gonna give you no location of the Crimm's base. And how the fuck you know my name anyway?!" Billy says. It's obvious to tell that he's still high. He scratches the side of his head with the revolver. "I'll tell you what. I'll let you do the run with me, but only if you unload your weapons. Chamber'n'everything. Then we can all sit down like adults and discuss," Billy says, putting a long 'a' on when he says 'adults'.
 
When Billy goes to scratch the side of his head with the revolver, Jacob takes the shot. He hopes that the suppressor on his rifle and the soundproofing of the cellar is enough to not alert anyone topside. Jacob was done dealing with this fucking idiot; but it wasn't Billy's head he was aiming for, it was his forearm - shoot to disarm.

After firing his weapon, he will quickly judge whether he was successful in knocking the gun out of Billy's hand - if yes, he will rush forward and buttstroke Billy across the jaw with his rifle. If no, Bento will shoot again, this time his head.
 
You let loose a round which sinks into Billy's forearm and exits out the other side. Your bullet ends up drilling its way closer to the elbow, which it shatters as well as tearing the muscle around it. Billy screams in pain but not for long as you rush him, hitting him square in the jaw, instantaneously knocking him unconscious. As he falls, his head whiplashes against the concrete floor.
 
"Will, get outside, find out if that shot and scream attracted any attention," Bento hastily orders, grabbing William's rifle and throwing it up the stairs to him, grabbing Billy's revolver and sticking it in his back pocket for safe keeping. Jacob will then grab the kid's shirt, pulling it off and tying a tourniquet around Billy's arm, in an attempt to stop the profuse bleeding.

"Yu, look around, see if you can find anything to tie him up with," Bento says, slinging his rifle over his shoulder searching Billy's pockets for anything of value, afterward grabbing Billy and dragging him over to the left wall of the cellar and sitting him up against it. When doing this, he checks Billy's pulse, curious to see if he had killed him with that melee attack.

After those quick actions, Jacob will stand above and a few feet away from Billy, service pistol in his left hand, brass knuckles in his right. If Yu found something and restrained Billy, perfect. If not, no matter; Jacob will make it work.
 
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