Almost there

We got out of the car, the Crow gang saw us. One of crew came up to my face.

"Hey dickhead, fuck you going?" He said.

"Listen, I ain't got time" I replied.

The other Crow gang, at least 12 of them began grouping up.

"The fuck I say? This is our land bitch, so get the fuck outa here before I blow your head off" He said as I he pull his gun out. I looked away in frustration, and then grabbed his arm that held his gun. Shot 5 on the left, while Roger shot 4 on the right. I used the guy as a meat shield, and shot the rest.

We headed inside the parking lot, we tried going down the basement. But then came more Crow member behind us. We began having a shootout between the cars. The basement were 5 meters across from us. But we were getting shot at.

C.M.S announced themselves again. We were cornered from by side. We needed a distraction. I called Cha, he said he could blow up all the cars from the one the gang and C.M.S were by. I told him to do it, and as the car blows up, we rushed inside the basement of the parking lot building.

"Alright baby lets fucking go!" I said.

"Hahaha what I say? Another easy pay day" Roger said happily.

"It's not ever yet partner, we still gotta get the fuck outa this tunnel." I said.

While we were in the tunnel, Roger wasn't feeling good. I asked if he was alright.

"I-I'm fine, just a little shot" Roger said sadly.

"Shit.. ah shit. That's an EC-T" I said sadly as well.

"You're gonna be fine Roger, come on, keep moving. We'll get you to the med room, fix you the fuck up" I said as I carry him on my shoulder.

Roger voice began tainting, soften, and quieter. "Ethan.. its the end of the line for me heh.. I just wished I could've got my dream" said Roger as he begins slowly passing away.

"Roger.. Roger! Wake up damnit!" I yelled in denial.

"Ethan, you need to get out of there! C.M.S is coming" said Cha.

I stared at Roger for awhile, not sure what to feel as he die on my arms. C.M.S are coming, packed with the most advance armor and weapons. But I had to move on, I grabbed the suit case and ran. I just kept running and running, until I meant my destination. When I got there, I there was a ladder to the top. I climbed out of it, and it was another parking space. I went back to the tunnel, called Cha and for a ride.

"Cha, Cha! You there? I need a ride, I'm out of the tunnel on another parking lot. Don't know where." I said.

But there was no response, "Cha! Cha! Pick up the fucking phone!" I yelled. Meanwhile at Cha place, blood is dripping down his forehead. A clean bullet head to the skull, killed by an unknown man.