The story of Payday

Chapter 22: Scarface

Unexpectedly The Butcher called up Bain for a job.

"Well this is a nice surprise" He answered.

"I need your help"

"No shit"

"I've begun expanding my operation into the Caribbean. The Soza cartel didn't like this so they killed all my men and destroyed my ship. I want revenge" She explained.

"You mean the guys who took out Montana?"

"Exactly"

"Ok, then what's the job?"

 "I want you to kill Ernesto Soza"

"You got it. I'll have a crew down to Miami in a bit"

After this Bain contacted Dallas, Chains, Jiro, and Sydney and got them on a plane to the sunshine state. When they stepped off the plane they were confused when they saw one man instead of Bains's small army of informants ready to go over recon with them.

"Ahh you must be the Payday gang," He said.

"And you are?" Dallas said slowly reaching for his gun.

"Tony Montana," He said extending his hand.

The crew all exchanged confused looks with each other.

"Like Scarface?" Chains asked.

"You know it"

"Keep this asshole distracted I'm going to call Bain" Dallas whispered to Chains.

Dallas returned to the jet and phoned Bain.

"Yes?" 

"Hey some jackass was waiting for us at the runway and he introduced himself as Tony Montana" Dallas explained.

"Oh yeah"

"The fuck you mean oh yeah?"

"Ask him if he wants to join the gang," Bain told him.

"I'm sorry what?"

"Do it Dallas" 

He sighed and poked his head outside the plane.

"Hey Tony"

"Yeah?"

"How would you feel about becoming a member of the gang?"

The rest of the crew looked at Dallas in disbelief in particular Sydney.

"I'd be honored," He said as he pulled out his own mask.

Dallas went to go speak with Bain again but he hung up. The other four entered the plane as well and they started going over the plan.

"Ok we're here to kill Soza and if anyone is going to kill that rat it's going to be me. I want my fucken house back. Ok, so we can hop the front gate easily enough and take out the outside guards. Those guys are just lookouts they don't even have radios. After that, we need to find the head of security. He'll have a USB we need to open up the gates around the house. After that, we make a call to Soza posing as a guard, and get him to open up the grand villa. Then we kill the fucker sound good?" Tony explained.

"Yeah, I guess let's do it," Dallas said as he grabbed his gear. 

Twitch drove them to the coast-side manssion and the five covertly hopped over the wall.

"Ok the guy we're looking for has a gaudy green blazer on" Tony told everyone.

With this info they began a scorched earth plan and started taking out all the guards they saw as they made their way around the house. They went round the left side and eventually made it to the dock behind. Thats where they saw the head of security. Dallas started to move closer to take the sap out but as he advanced the guy was riddled with bullets courtesy of Tony's rifle which alerted the whole place.

"YOU FUCKING COCKROACH" He screamed.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Dallas screamed. 

"Fucking pig"

"Fuck they know where here now" Dallas said annoyed.

The gang unscrewed their silencers as Dallas grabbed the drive and did the same. They ran over to the garage to a laptop to plug the drive into. Luckily the house was pretty secluded and you know owned by a cartel leader so they were hoping for no police presence. 

"Well I don't think he'll open up for a phone call so what now?" Dallas asked.

"We make him mad. Destory his shit like paintings and hopefully that will make him angry enough to kill you himself" Bain explained.

"Sounds good" Dallas said as he signaled the gang to move into the house that was opened thanks to Bain. 

The clowns entered and began to take out the guards that were inside as well as grabbing some paintings. Dallas went up to one painting to grab it but found himself transfixed staring at it. It depicted three men looking up at some giant massive otherworldly figure incased in ice. Chains came up behind him and took out a guard the was shooting at Dallas.

"Dude you are being shot at what the fuck is wrong with you" He asked pushing Dallas aside to see what he was looking at. As he did so he also found himself transfixed admiring the image.

"Its just like the one at the museum" Dallas pointed out.

Sydney came up to them.

"Are you to having a facken stroke? LETS GO!" She screamed.

Her high pitched aussie accent seemed to brake the transe and Dallas grabbed the painting and threw it with the others in the courtyard. While they were distracted Jiro had procured some gasoline and poured it on the pile. Once the painting of the giant was in they set it ablaze but to no response.

"Damn he's more stubbren than I thought. Wait I have an idea. Stay there clowns" Bains instructed.

The crew waited picking off and stragaling guards. After a few minutes Bile flew in with a massive magnet attached to his helicopter and picked up one of Soza's cars. It was this that made him come on the PA system.

"HEY HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" He yelled as Bile flew the car over the ocean and dropped it.

"ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE? THAT WAS WORTH MORE THAN YOU WILL EVER MAKE!" 

Bile returned to the compound and picked up another car but instead of the ocean this one went straight into the house.

"THATS IT! THATS IT! THATS IT! YOU FUCKING PUSSIES! COME GET ME! I FUCKING DARE YOU!"

"I think he's angry" Jiro said getting an actual laugh out of the crew.

The wasn't one to chicken out of a dare so they entered the now open grand villia only to be greeted by an automatic turret that descended from ceiling. 

"I got it" Tony said as he entered the room carrying a quad barrel missle launcher.

"Where the fuck did you get that?" Chains asked in astonishment.

Tony payed no mind as he fired it into the roof making a good sized whole in "his" house.  The gang advanced and took out the guards that were in the room then looked up to Soza's office which just exploded open thanks to the cokeheads grenade launcher. He began yelling at the gang but was quickly shut up by Dallas, Chains, Jiro, Tony, and Sydney spraying him with bullets. Once they confirmed he was dead they went back to the dock and Sydney hotwired a boat. The clowns sailed off into the Miami sunset enjoying a job well done.