Your P.O.V.
After stealing the weapons from the Reapers was a pretty big score for us. We were able to get the crew more equipped and cost the Reapers millions of dollars. I had a feeling that it could get better from here. Then my phone started ringing and it turned out to be Thomas.
Y/n: What's up Thomas?
Thomas: Boss, your not gonna believe what I found.
Y/n: What is it?
Thomas: I just found a warehouse where the Reapers store tons of their contraband. You know, stuff like drugs, cigarettes, alcohol, electronics, and other stuff.
Y/n: How much do you think is in there right now?
Thomas: Probably a few million dollars worth of shit. They mostly just keep it there, but with us fucking up their operations they probably need the cash.
Y/n: So if we steal it then we can cause them more problems. And we can sell all the stuff there for extra cash.
Thomas: Defiantly.
Y/n: Then I could destroy the warehouse afterwards. Don't want them to salvage anything we forget.
Thomas: And that's why you're the boss.
Y/n: Send me the address and I'll clear it out then I'll call in the crew.
Thomas: And there's one more thing I got from the documents boss. It seems that they have a couple connections down in Cuba.
Y/n: Well if we keep causing problems for O'Neill, then he'll have problems with his friends in Cuba.
Thomas: And we could get them to work with us.
Y/n: Exactly!
Thomas: Okay boss, I'll keep looking through the documents for anything else that's useful.
With that I hung up and Thomas sent me the location of the warehouse. And as soon as I arrived I saw at least a couple dozen guards. I knew it would be hard, but I didn't have much choice.
So I walked right up to a couple of the guards and got there attention. As soon as they were looking at me I just pulled out my pistol and shoot them both in the head. Then the other guards started to shoot at me and I took cover.
After a minute or so the shooting stoped and I could hear a couple walking over. As soon as the were close enough I got up and started shooting back. I got the ones who came up and several other guards and I started taking out the other guards. And when they were all dead I heard the doors open and saw some guy with a mini gun.
Y/n: Well shit.
He then started firing and I took cover as fast as I could. I had to keep moving to different cover spots while being shot at. Then after a few minutes I heard the gun stop firing. When I had looked I saw the guard having trouble trying to fire.
I realized that he was out of ammo, but somehow he didn't. So I just walked up to him and he started to panic. I picked up an old pipe from the ground and continued to walk up to the guy. When I got up to the guy I swung the pipe and hit him right in the family jewels.
When I did he just dropped the gun and rolled on the ground in pain. Then after a couple moments i took out my gun and shot him dead. Then I called some guys to bring trucks to the warehouse. After about five minutes the crew came up with enough trucks to get all the contraband inside.
After they got all the stuff I had them rig the place to blow. Then as we pulled out one of them gave me the detonator and I pressed the button. As soon as I did the warehouse blew up and it was like the fourth of July. We then got back to the crib to celebrate another victory.
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Third P.O.V.
O'Neill: GOD DAMNIT!
O'Neill had just learned that you just stole millions of dollars in contraband. And to make matters worse he found out you destroyed the warehouse too. Now the cops are becoming a problem since all the businesses were in his name.
O'Neill: That motherfucker is going to pay for this. Find out where he is, I don't care if you have to burn down Harlem, JUST KILL HIM!
Reaper: O-Of course M-Mr. O'Neill.
O'Neill was really starting to have some problems now. He knew that he had to figure something out and fast or he"d be dead.
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