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I was the one behind the hogs, not the best place to start a story I know but this is where it begins. Blane was beside me and Corey was by the roosters. My P90 trained on the famouse Mexican drug lord. Claire was making the transation. The money for the proof. Apeearently she said something that angered him, he pulled out a .44 magnum, pointed it at her head and pulled the trigger. Before I could shoot the hogs got in my way startled by the gunshot. He made for the street Clint should've been ready for him but something happened, something went wrong. He escaped, to the road where his bodyguards were waiting. We didn't have a chance, all we had was a P90, a trenchgun, a few M82s, and five modified kar98s against thirty or so AK47s and some RPGs. We tried to break for it but we couldn't make it, I was yelling to Blane to get to the truck but then something stuck me and all went black.