The Story so far.

[headquarters]

while Vladimir inconspicously sauntered at the back of the long column of kitchen staff that filed out of the kitchen to carry the food stuffs inside,Mao quickly went about his business of readying firearms stashed between crates and readying the fenatylen derivate gas canister .A guard with a pumpaction shotgun strolled unknowingly towards him.

Meanwhile up by the house Vladimir had suddenly developed a back ache from carrying those heavy cases of Cristal beers,and had to set them down to stretch a bit -next to the pool area where three long,sleak and tanned models were relaxing by their tray of cocaine.A guard peered down at him from the roof position -supicious .

"Hey!Move it along you!" he barked .
Vladimir nodded his submission to the command and bent to pick up the beercases-while doubled over he produced a silenced .45 ACP "Hardballer" with the longslide configuration .As he stood he pretended to drop the beer cases and watched as the guards eyes involuntarily left him and followed the beers all flying to their doom on the tiled floor around the pool.
The guard managed a short " que pasa cabro.."before the muffled but violent sound of the silenced gun cut him short: "P-TH!P-TH!P-TH!!"
The guard was hit in the forehead and toppled soundlessly bakwards as the 48 botlles of beer came crashing down.The girls all screamed and scrambled -white powder flying everywhere and sticking to the expensive tanning oils they were smeared with.Two more guards came rushing from either direction-one slid behind a corner and out of sight-the other kept coming smg raised for business."P-TH!P-TH!" Vladimir fired his last shots at the guard ,but didnt hit him and took a headlong dive in between the sunbeds as the tearing sound of a long and ill aimed smg burst rendered the air.One of the girls took several hits centermass and fell bleeding to the floor.

Simultanously ,Mao quickly yanked his Mp-9 out from its fruit basket and popped three shots at the guard with the shotgun-none hit .he had to make a backwards dive into the groceries van to get under cover-two shotgun blasts followed in the same instant ,both ripping the side of the car open where the 00 buckshot hit .Mao wiped the splattered fruit of his face and advanced with a "hunter" pose firing rapid shots at the guard all the while .
The guard managed to get a shot off,but it went wild as he was hit three times by the nasty little high velocity bullets-sending him rasping out his last breath and keling over.