Gangsters, Money, and Love

Gangsters, Money, and Love part 9

Now, this had begun a war, Russia, communists, Europe, USA, had been in a war between themselves, trying to figure out who dropped the atomic bombs, because all the countries keep denying that it was them. (The truth was it was me who did that). They tried to debate, but their only response became action- war.
"Too many innocent people died in the atomic blasts. We need to destroy these other governments." the world leaders declared.
So people started buying contracts to assassinate all of these leaders. Everyone in the political scene had a hit on them. It became chaotic. These countries can destroy the whole world if they wanted. Israel said it would bomb the world if they get atomically bombed.
So we paid off goons.
We hired more and more with my money, offering a million dollars to anyone who joins us in the war. My team was all thugs, regular people who wanted to make a milli, willing to kill for it with the gangster squad. I was happy to pay them, and they respected me, knowing I have a huge amount of power and that I get shit done, a gangster for life.
The battle in North Korea still continued...
We were still trying to kill the Dictator, and take his land. These people had it all wrong, they thought we were the bad guys. But really we are the ones trying to liberate their country. Now our army had grown, and people were flown by military planes- the biggest one, the C-5M. 250 people a time in one flight... we flew back and forth nonstop. And soon we had a million troops and 4000 military planes. My niggas went to war. North Korea had the support of Russia and China. What we needed were special operatives, to take out the leaders.
I dropped another atomic bomb on China, telling them to fuck off. And i revealed myself. I said in a video of me; "I am the motherfucking one who dropped the atomic bombs, look, here goes China. I pressed the button, and launched the atomics. Then 30 minutes later the bomb detonated, it was all on video with Marco confessing and then bombing some more. Now they knew who the enemy was, me. I wanted them to come for me, why? Because here on US soil I am the greatest and I can face my enemies finally, my army is the greatest, my money is the greatest, the citizens have guns and can join me. On my own soil is where I work best.
My mansion and this war, nobody knows about it. And I hired a security team to protect it so that my bitches are safe. The bitches have a panic room, if they get inside, they can hide if they come.
I was ready. I had over a million goons- gangsters. We went to the white house, and kept our defenses there. I was going to lead this war, on our land- America.
One by one, battle with over a million against a million had begun. My bitches were safe, and now we could freely battle it out.
I gave lots of money to people who joined our side in this war. 1,000,000$ each. The gangsters all came, from all over the country, ready to bust their guns at these motherfuckering enemies.
We started to move around, one battle was in Washington, we walked the streets shooting up everything, civilians too. Whoever was in the way. Some of us got killed. But we overpowered most of the people incoming to attack us.
Draco and Uzi came too....
"Let's smoke these bastards!"
Pop! Pop! Pop! They were firing at us. I knelt into a prone position and shot down one of them. Draco sprayed that gun without even looking and got a couple. Uzi took some headshots with precision. This madness drove us crazy, we also had our favorite- the coke to amp us hp. The gangster soldiers were moving through.
That's when from the behind... bang!bang!bang!Bang! Bang! Bang!Bang! I was shot down. Unaware, I passed out in pain. My body shut down.
I woke up in the hospital, a hot nurse telling me I was shot 7 times. One time in the back of the head. "So how am I alive?" "A miracle, the doctors said you should be dead, 100%, but look, here you still are."
"You must got an angel watching over you." Draco then came in, "he's been here the whole time." The nurse said, pointing to Draco. "Where's uzi? I asked him. "Where the fucks Uzi?
"Uzis the one who shot you..."
"What the fuck... why?"
"Looks like he's working with some other gang, trying to steal your money. He's probably the one who had stolen it beforehand. He tried to kill you, you got shot by him, then fell, and I had to drag you into the backlines and put you into a car, son of a bitch! I thought you were dead.
Draco bought me some cocaine to the hospital, I got high as fuck in the washroom. I checked out where I got shot. One was in the back of my head. 3 in the back of my thighs. Two in my arm, one in my back.
"Fuck, I got lucky as fuck." Me and Draco started laughing.
"I guess I'm going to have to stay a month or two...what's been happening in the war?"
"Well they are fucking just that, at war. They're simply just killing each other, that's their purpose, elimination."
Well, I got another plan, let's make a plan that's a lie. So we say we're for example in Washington, they gather up, and we drop an atomic... we keep making these motherfuckers gather, and then bomb them. Eventually they'll be so discouraged, that they going to follow our rules. And uzi. I'm going to find that traitor and fucking hang him.
Draco said, "they are mostly gathered right now in Washington."
"We need to hold their for a week then, let them all gather, and on the last day our goons will get out there... then atomics."
"And what the fuck are we supposed to do about Uzi?"
"We'll find him one day, he's been fucking me over, fucking baatard! But I trust you, Draco. Just get this nigga Uzi to me one day." "We'll find him."
I read books in the hospital, watched some movies, fucked the nurse. For a week I did that. Then Draco reported to me. "The war is going insane, the streets are packed with soldiers, against gangsters. Their overrun in terms of numbers, they have over 5,000,000 soldiers in Washington...
"OK, tonight's the night. Tell the goons they have 3 hours to get out of Washington! They got the message, and most of them got out. I gave them an extra 30 minutes. Then I let the bomb go on Washington, the whole place became a mushroom cloud. Then another atomic, the entire Washington with 20 bombs, just demolish the place. 20 million people were estimated to have died. It was the greatest attack in world history. Called an abomination, for what we did to human lives.
This is when I perceived my death, that I deserve to die for this. And that I dont care... deep down, I was sorry.
We tried to do the same thing. Telling the enemies to come to New York. We were going to war there. But only a few came, which we dealt with quickly... the others were now too afraid of the atomic bombs we had used to bomb them.
So we set up an attack, this time it's our turn. I set up a million men to go to England, and then move east. I gave the best gear available, straight from the US military. They got paid for everything, huge money that can change their families lives, nobody on earth was offering money like me. I paid 100,000 per kill. I was generous with my money, for my goons.
Thank God I could still move and kill motherfuckers. But my leg does have a weird twitch. It goes into spasms and I have to sit down and let it happen until it stops. Means there's something wrong with my nervous system, which is triggered by stress and anxiety. But it only happens once a week, an anxiety attack.