I sped down the road and kept looking in my side view mirror for any other members on our tail. Then I just decided to keep my eyes on the road. I was surprised I wasn't even coming close to swerving while driving through this storm with lots of rain and occasional cracks of lighting and thunder. Seems like working for the cab company back at Empire Bay paid off real good. Alfonso kept his Thompson in his lap and he finally shouted it.
"Here they come Marty! Keep driving and for God's sake don't wreck us!"
"Got it!" I replied. I looked out the side view mirror to see 3 black trucks following us. They were all from the factory, but Yakuza's were driving them. Alfonso leaned out the window and fired his Thompson at the cars that followed. The sound of his Tommy Gun firing so close to me was so loud that it was nearly deafening my right ear.
I came to a left turn so I quickly cut the wheel that way and skidded a little. Then I sped down a hill and soon we saw nothing but trees on both sides of the van. Alfonso kept shooting at them and finally shot one of the drivers. The driver, who was shot 2 times in the face and 3 times in the chest, had swerved right into one of the trees killing his passenger. "How ya like that fucker!?" Alfonso shouted while seeing the truck wreck.
The other 2 trucks were still following us and began to speed up. Fons was starting to panic at the sight of it. He leaned his body back into the rest of the van and turned to me and said "I'll take the wheel! You take em out". My eyes widened with excitement as he said this. I never done something like this before and it was just like a scene from this badass movie I saw before.
Alfonso and I had rearranged ourselves and I took the Thompson from him. I leaned my upper body out the window and felt a strong hand of rain and wind just deck me in the face. I could barely aim apart from Alfonso taking a "shortcut" off the road. I pulled the trigger after seeing one of their windshields and watched the bullets fly to them. One the windshields of the trucks had almost become shattered, but they was still going.
Seems as if they were ducking when they saw me or somethin. I tried something. I timed separate shots instead of just holding down the trigger. I ended up killing one of the drivers and he flipped the entire truck. I felt so much of that excitement just punch me in the face!
I reloaded and I heard Alfonso say "Nice shot kid! I think we lost them!"
After he said this, I sat back down in the seat and rolled up the window.
"Where to now Fons?"
"Heading back into town"
"What about their HQ?"
"I think we had enough shooting for today. We'll get our cash soon. Plus I gotta tell Stella bout this. See if she can get us some info on it"
"Works for me. Let's go"
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Marty
ActionHe was shot and left to die. He died that day...so they thought. After cheating death, Marty Santorelli must bite more bullets that fly toward him after he skips his hometown to a city where he plans to make his mark.
