Tyson VS Life - Book One - Drug War

CHAPTER 20: SCHOOL SHOOTING

The aged TV flickered in the darkness.

The Boss chuckled. From his vantage point, he could see the students on his payroll scrambling around the school, preparing for Tyson and his group's arrival. They dashed about the quad, setting in sandbags and machine gun emplacements. The Boss chuckled again.

Tyson checked the magazine in his AK for the 25th time that hour. He pointed it around the room, across the members of his group. Lucas threw up his hand in protest.

"Don't fucking point that shit at me you jackass."

Tyson laughed and pointed the gun at the ceiling.

"It's not even loaded! Watch!"

He pulled the trigger and fired into the ceiling, causing him to fall from the milk crate he was on, cursing and yelling. Lucas snatched the assault rifle off him and knocked out the magazine, catching it in the air and pocketing it.

"When we get to the school, I'll give it back."

Ryan loaded his self defence Glock and filled his bag with spare magazines. He carried with him a spare P90 self defence weapon. Jacob was off to the side, polishing the blade of Weaboo Jones and lovingly petting his automatic SAIGA 12K shotgun. Hodge cracked his fists again and wrapped tape around his hands. Henry was busy fitting Garrett's helmet onto his head and placing an Uzi in a hip holster. Lucas cocked his SPAS 12 shotgun and stuck it in a leg holster, put a Five-seven in his shoe and slung a SOCOM M14 over his back. For good measure he snatched an MP5K and put it in his belt. Tyson was pawing at his AK-47, the ammunition confiscated. Eventually, after much deliberation he got to his feet and stood on the milk crate.

"Alright, today is the day. We're gonna go into the school and find the Boss, then put a bullet in his nuts."

The group nodded.

"But first, we gotta go to 9/11TM so I can grab a SLURPERTM .

Jacob rammed the school gates at full speed, denting the front of the bus and spinning it out of control, resulting in the deaths of two of the Boss' henchmen who were waiting at the gate to ambush Tyson and Co. Jacob yanked the handbrake and spun the bus sideways to face a group of armed henchman that were moving down the handicapped ramp towards them. Lucas and Henry popped up through the bus windows and unloaded on the approaching enemy, tearing them to shreds. Hodge tore the bus' door off to use as a pseudo riot shield and started to approach the school, the rest of the group following behind. From behind the various cars in the school parking, multiple henchmen ducked out and opened fire, bullets plinking off the bus shield. Jacob, who was still in the bus, rushed to the back and grabbed the RPG-7 he had been saving. He hoisted it onto his shoulder and fired, sending the missile careening into one of the cars, setting off a chain reaction and incinerating those hiding behind them. The group plus Jacob rushed forwards toward the front doors and burst through. They approached the outfacing window and saw the scene outside. The quadrangle was covered in armed henchman and mounted machine gun emplacements, snipers in windows and on roofs and explosives scattered all over. Tyson frowned.

"For fucks sake really? What the fuck are we supposed to do about this shit?"

Lucas pointed from left to right.

"We could split up, down the corridor with the science classrooms and the office hallway, get em with the good old pincer tactic."

Hodge nodded and said to Ryan and Tyson, "Shaggy, Scooby, you go that way."

Tyson looked deeply offended, assuming that Hodge was implying he was a mutt that ate too much. In a huff, he scrambled off down the office hallway, Ryan following behind. Jacob turned to see them leave and said, "I better go with 'em, make sure Tyson doesn't eat any dog food or something equally retarded."