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"Ahh shit the army!" Michael's words just reinforce the feeling of being screwed.

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"They must have paid of the military for them to respond this quickly.." Keith gave covering fire to Michael as he repositioned to get a better angle…

"More army! This is why our military spending is as big as the rest of the world combined!" Michael could see more soldiers approach from his new angle.

Trevor used his minigun to mow down most of the soldiers leaving just some stragglers for Michael and Keith to take out, but more people just kept coming as they died, pissing Michael off

"Just back the fuck off a minute!" The sound of his gun accompanied the screaming Michael, creating a somewhat disturbing view that Keith observed while reloading his gun..

Franklin should be approaching them and would arrive with a minute so if they could hold they would create some space between them and the cops plus the military.. Keith could try to make it on foot but the armour limited his speed… but in comparison to Michael seemed as though he was going through extreme dieting as he sweated his suit full..

Just as they had killed the last remaining soldiers, the reinforcement arrived to the scene. And Keith was quick to point out how screwed they were….

"it's a fucking tank!.. are they crazy!" Keith shouted in disbelieve.. a tank in a civilian area where people lived and property damage would be directly taken out of the governments tax payer dollars.

"We got to move it.. like right now!" Michael seemed to want to move and get franklin to meet up with him some ways ahead but that would trouble them more..

"If we all move the same way than they will come up behind us… I will push towards the police station, distract them real good and find my own way out!"

Keith moved to the right volowing the streets to the police station while shooting at some military jeeps that tried to approach… if he looked behind him he could see Franklin in the Dozer that he had picked up from the construction site.. with him helping him by preventing some cars from approaching…

Keith realised that getting to his parked car was out of the question as while he could make it, so could the military, and with choppers in the air he would need a big window to escape.. the others would take some heat after they would arrive at the chicken factory.

Keith decided to get a little out of the limelight by going trough some alleys near the police stations, ones the report of him shooting the place up was issued he needed to leave.. he looked around the corner spotting no cars, and moved further ahead now getting a clear view of the station.

Most cops would be gone but some people would still be inside managing the place.. just as he was about to approach he found something that bloomed a smile on his face..

"Perfect…"

There sat a medical chopper behind the station without anyone looking out for it… If he was quick he could get in it and escape without a hassle… he would just need to gain altitude before a tank arrived and if he hadn't gained enough he could use the trees to cover his escape..

Keith looked around a final time before entering the station making sure that no tanks where around.. entering the front of the station, Keith spotted some civilians inside hiding form the shoutout outside…

Keith casually pointed his gun to the cop that was inside trying to calm them with her back turned oblivious to the armed robber that entering, just assuming that it was a civilian that she needed to help..

"Excuse me miss…" The female cop turned around looking straight into the gun barrel..

"Would you mind locking the front door for me real quick.." She looked to be around twenty years old and seemed to lose her calm state while looking into the gun barrel pointed at her…

"I don't.. have the keys…" unexpected but acceptable..

"You can use your handcuffs to lock them together.." Keith pointed at the cuffs around her hip..

"Could you at least release the hostages?" she seemed to try to want to reason even in the face of death.

"Not killing you is the biggest mercy I will give.." Keith tried to keep his voice low, making it more threatening and obscuring his voice a bit..

The conversation riled up the civilians on the ground… Keith needed to do this tactically.. he wasn't planning on hostages being involved but this could work in his favour…

With the female cop locking the doors and the commotion possibly attracting unwanted attention from the office upstairs Keith quickly made another demand..

"Move everybody to the cells.. any who try to get out will be killed.." Keith guided them to the stairs with them going down a level and him staying..

After a bit of waiting and seeing that everybody was downstairs Keith shot a his magazine empty destroying the lobby and all the furniture in it.. the female cop would have reported the incident meaning that cops would approach him any second as they were already active in the area… moving to the back door Keith smacked a box containing the keys and moved to the helicopter deck, to complete his escape..

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Nothing much was said on the communication channel as Michael, Franklin and Trevor moved trough the chicken factory, heading towards the railway platform….

They had managed to kill every soldier on the way there and were now only waiting on the train to arrive.. as they killed the incoming soldiers Michael began to doubt Keiths distraction tactic as enemies kept pouring in..

In his mind Keith was skilled in driving and shooting but he wasn't sure with him going of script.. it can let someone's true skill shine trough.. or rather their ingenuity and adaptability.. or if they would fail then their lack off those skills.

Suddenly the army retreated, at the same time Keiths voice was heard…

["The distraction is active.. I found a chopper and am heading out.."] Keith didn't detail his distractions just saying that it was active, with the a chopper for fast getaway..

"He gave us a window lets not waist it.." Michael looked at the train approaching, shooing the other two to the loading bay ready to jump on the train that rode past.

"I knew he would pull something.. K always manages to surprise me.." Trevor commented as he looked at the approaching opportunity that the train had..

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Keith had entered the chopper, stashing the money bag and his gun on the seat next to him while starting the engine.. he didn't have to rewire the engine for it to start as he got the keys from inside.

The armour was, unconvertable and more importantly interrupting his movements in the cockpit..

The cops would arrive any second from now as the female officer would have reported the situation, but he would be gone before they would even knew the full situation..

With the engine starting, Keith pulled up gaining altitude, and rising just above the treeline, and moving away from Paleto bay and cutting the connection to prevent it from being picked up by the military..

In addition to cutting the connection he also tried to stay as low as possible while moving over mount chiliad.. Keith had decided to go to McKenzie airfield as Trevor operated a company from there..

He could try to fly to Sandy shores airfield but the fuel in the chopper was to low to make it all the way.

He would get his equipment off and get a cab to take him back home… he would get back to his clubhouse as most of the heat from the lost mc would have died down..

Keith planned on keeping most of the equipment, repurposing it if he needed it another time.

…

Keith had landed without a problem storing the chopper under a large tarp that was originally in the hanger..

Calling his own cap company Keith was informed that it would take a while before one would arrive as business was mostly located in San Andreas..

He couldn't bring most of his equipment as it would bring suspicion, thus leaving it in the hanger to later be picked up..

When the cab arrived he instructed the driver to drive to the liquor store.. a one hour drive from where they were, promising a appropriate tip for coming out to bring him back to his car…

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The drive back was mostly quiet with only the radio playing, after arriving Keith paid the promised tip and got into his own vehicle placing the money bag into the back of his car.

He would need to deliver the bag at the drop-off point tonight.. he had received a message from the FIB agents detailing, that he had to deliver the money to Sandy shore airfield.

Keith had enough time to return to the chopper and get his armour suit that he used in the heist..

With everything in his car it was simple to arrive to the drop off in time, waiting there until the agent would arrive…

After an short hour the FIB agent, agent Sanchez arrived in his car. There to pick up the money to fund the next job.

"You got the bag?" Agent Sanchez seemed to want to leave

"Here you go.." Keith handed over the bag finalising the deal and allowing hi to leave..

Agent Sanchez picked up the bag pouting it into his van and opening the bag.. "Your cut.."

He threw a stack of cash to Keith, with him catching it and waying it in his hand..

"Great.." Keith turned to leave but before he could, Sanchez stopped him

"Agent Haines wants to talk to you before Operation save the world.. you will attend right?" Agent Sanchez noticed Keith's confusion at the mention of Operation save the world and asked to confirm..

"I have not been informed about the operation…" Agent Sanchez didn't seem to know how to continue..

"… Agent Haines still wants to talk to you.. we will contact you for the meet by tomorrow.. be sure to make it.." Keith just nodded and got into his car..

"I will be there.." Keith drove of leaving Agent Sanchez with the money bag..

On the road, Keith was complaining about the trouble with the government agents he got..

".. I knew this would happen, always those feds getting in the way of a relaxing life…"

Looking at the passenger seat Keith saw the armour.. he would need to keep it low for a while and not be seen with it.. changing parts of the armour would probably cause him to not be associated with the robbery but using it immediately would arouse suspicion..

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Keith arrived at his home, his two floor clubhouse.

The walls and garage door had been spraypainted over, depicting warnings and other messaging informing him that some members of the lost had been at his home..

He didn't mind the outside as the paint gave a abandoned look to the whole building, making it more unique looking.. it would draw attention, but only short attention. As nobody was interested in a abandoned building for long..

Entering through the front door Keith saw that he hadn't been broken into.. if he was than the situation would entail him getting his property back and taking revenge on the perpetrators..

Keith stored his bulletproof armour in his armoury, placing his guns next to it, but still holding onto a pistol..

Looking into his fridge, Keith found nothing to eat.. he had some spoiled food but nothing that could make a meal..

'I should have bought food on the way..'

Keith thought about what he would order, deciding that pizza would be fine as he hadn't had pizza for some time by that point… ordering two Keith drove to pick them up.

Arriving at the pizza place Keith was disappointed, remembering that this wasn't new York and that his favourite pizza place would be to far.. and that he needed to settle on not getting high quality pizza..