Nest Avenue shootout

It was already 11 pm, watching the moon and the stars twinkling on the above, I let out a deep sigh as we and the boys slowly advance in the neighborhood.

Right now, we were currently moving about in Nest Avenue, the place where Jamie and his b*tch family currently lives.

Arriving in an open area from the alley we just came from, I turned my head behind me and saw the rest of the gang following behind.

"Christian." I quietly called out towards the group.

After a few seconds, Christian showed up from the cluster of men in front of me and started to make his way towards me, the sack on his left shoulder, while the trash picker on his right hand.

"Yeah?" He asked, glancing around between the road and the houses at my back.

"You know where the f*cker lives, yeah?" I asked him.

Seeing him nod, I began to continue.

"Go and check his house, see if the whole family is there." Seeing him slightly gulp at my orders, I pat his shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile.

"Just a peek, with that trash-picker, not even the whole neighbors can see you as a suspicious stranger, just an eco friendly student is all." Christian slightly chuckled at my remark.

"Alright" He said after a few seconds of pondering.

"Good, now be careful will you?" I patted him again.

"Yeah yeah, I got it." And just like that, Christian began to make his way towards Jamie's house to scout.

Turning around, I spot Kevin slowly walking towards me.

"What's up?" I asked him.

"Nothing, just want to check out the view." He merely said as he stood besides me.

Where's the f*cking view in this?!

Staring at the houses lining up besides the streets and the cars belonging to their respective owners, my mind began to wander on everything.

Am I really ready for this?

Pull out another Nest incident just like what I did on Jamie's sister?

No, no, no... I'm f*cking ready than everyone on earth.

The die is already cast...

I can't go back, not after what Jamie and the other bastards did to us.

Reaching out for my pockets, I pulled out a pack of cigarettes, picked one and placed it in my mouth.

"You got a light?" I asked Kevin who was standing besides me.

"Sure..." He then began to reach out for one of his pockets and pulled out a lighter, then handed it to me.

"Thanks" I nod at him as I light the cigarette and handed the lighter back to his respective owner.

Taking a puff, I suddenly remembered Alexa, the way she stormed off the room the moment she knew we were abandoning our deal.

Where were she right now?

Is she going to wage war against Abok and rescue her brother all by themselves?

All by themselves?.... hmm..

But my thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a gunshot in the distance, towards where Christian is currently moving to.

"Aaaaagh!" a scream immediately followed after.

"Shit" I said as I quickly pulled out the pistol and began sprinting towards Christian's locations.

"F*ck, f*ck, f*ck!" Kevin repeatedly cursed behind me as I heard multiple footsteps behind me, indicating that the others were following suit.

Running down the narrow road, I catch a few glimpse of people in their houses unrolling their curtains in their windows.

Turning my head behind me, I saw all the rest of the gang following after me, their guns visible on their hands.

"Remember, no f*cking mercy!" I said to them before turning my head at the front and continued to run as fast as I can.

After a few minutes of continuous running, we finally came across a group of people standing over someone who's lying on the ground below.

"F*ck!" I said as I immediately raised my .38 pistol towards the group who still haven't noticed us.

Noticing the rest of the boys already had their guns up, we continued to move closer towards the group slowly and cautiously.

And as we drew closer, we finally recognized the man lying on the ground and the group of people clustered around him.

"Holy mother of sh*t." I quietly muttered as I eyed Christian on the ground along with his type 100 submachine gun besides him.

But my heart immediately boiled after seeing Jamie and the rest of his friends laughing and pointing towards Christian who was in pain on the ground, clutching his left shoulder as his blood slowly dripped on the ground below.

Not only that, Jamie and his friends are also armed with pistols.

Just where the hell did they get that?!

But... it doesn't matter anymore, because... they're.... f*cking... dead!

"Jamie, look at that gun, just where did he get that?" Peter said as he crouched down below and began to examine the submachine gun besides Christian.

"Don't you... f*cking touch it!" Christian hissed in pain.

Robert, pistol in hand, raised the butt of his pistol and prepared to strike Christian on the ground when until suddenly...

"DIE MOTHERF*CKERS!" I repeatedly pulled the trigger of my pistol and began to spray the group of people surrounding Christian.

*Bang, *Bang, *Bang

The rest of the gang following suit as they unloaded their guns towards Jamie and his friends.

*Bang, *Bang, *Bang

"Holy shit!" I can see Roland, one of Jamie's friends, fall on the ground below with his head swinging backward as a bullet hit him in the head.

"Behind us!" Jamie managed to duck towards the back of a vehicle and began to fire back towards us.

*Bang, *Bang

His friends followed suit as they began to take cover on nearby obstacles and began firing back at us.

"Take cover!" Kevin yelled as he immediately dived towards a pole and began to blindly fire back at our enemies, causing few of the vehicles windshields that were parked nearby to shatter to pieces.

*Click, *Click

Seeing my gun finally going empty, I took cover behind a van that was parked near besides me and starts to reload.

*Bang, *Bang

Gunfire continued as both sides exchanged shots one after another.

Turning my head towards our side, I can see Dave and Nick huddled together at the back of a wall overlapping from a nearby alleyway.

"HEY! WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU DOING?!" I called out to them.

Dave saw me and grinned, while Nick was busy reloading his pistol.

"What are you laughing at?" I asked them.

"I got one of the bastards!" he answered back.

What?

Peeking from my cover, I can see another body lying besides Roland.

Holy sh*t!... It's Peter!

Leaning more closely, I can see there were blood seeping out from his stomach and... neck?

But my view was suddenly interrupted as a nearby bullet suddenly ricocheted at the Van I was taking cover at, producing a spark like effect, prompting me to take cover again.

Shit, I'm really close to death right now!

Peeking from my cover again, the same situation happened again, it's always aimed at me!

F*ck!.... the bastards are targeting me!

Going to the opposite side, I peeked once again and caught a glimpse of Jamie aiming his pistol towards the other side of the van.

Take this motherf*cker!

Raising my pistol, I aimed it towards him and fired.

*Bang

A spark immediately formed besides the vehicle he was taking cover at, followed by him quickly ducking for cover.

Shit, I missed!

Taking cover again, I began to make my way towards the opposite side of the van.

*Bang, *Bang, *Bang, *Bang, *Bang

Looking towards Kevin's direction, I can see him still blindly spraying bullets towards the other side, causing unnecessary damages to nearby vehicles and houses.

Hell, I almost heard a window shattering in one of the houses nearby, followed by distant screams of the occupants inside.

"Kevin! you're wasting precious ammo you c*nt!" I called out to him.

He turned his head back to me and made a nervous smile.

F*cking idiot...

Turning towards the other side, I can see one of Jamie's friends slowly crawling towards Christian's writhing body on the ground.

He's making towards the submachine gun.

Raising my .38 pistol, I aimed it at the guy and unloaded a few rounds, shattering his skull and instantly killing him.

"CHRISTIAN!" I screamed as I called out towards him.

Seeing him turn his head towards me, I began to continue.

"Crawl! f*cking crawl!" I yelled again.

I was about to scream another word when...

*Bang, *Bang

I immediately took cover as I barely dodged the incoming bullets that hit the side of the van I was taking cover in, producing yet another few sparks.

Shit!

Peeking, I quickly raised my .38 pistol and aimed it towards the other side and quickly unloaded every bullet until it went click...

*Bang, *Bang... *Click, *Click

"F*ck" I quietly muttered as I began reloading the pistol.

Peeking once again, I quickly caught a glimpse of Christian slowly crawling towards me, the type 100 submachine gun slang on his back.

Just leave the goddamn gun!

But that was until I saw Robert peeking and raising his gun towards Christian who was in the ground.

"CHRISTIAN!" I immediately jumped from the cover and raised my pistol towards....

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CHAPTER DONE!