NationStates Jolt Archive

Members: 40

Gang Colors: Black and Green

Boss: Michael Gibbon

Top Enforcers: Mike O'Shay, Billy O'Shay, and Brenden Corewell

Income Pecentages:

Drug Deals 27%
Prostitution 31%
Highway 'tolls' 41%
Other 1%

Teritory: C18, D17, D18, E17, E18

Supplier: Leafanistan Mafia

Name Origin: The Black Street Highway runs east to west through the city of Downings. Unfortunetly for late night drivers this takes them right through BSE teritory. The BSE can be found late at night holding up passing cars. They are the modern day highway men.

A truck and a car move down the highway. Their Xenon Headlights blinding oncoming traffic and the lead car's shape attracting some attention from the late night drivers. They were too tired to care. The truck was a locally rented one bearing a logo from a company on the coastline. The car was a Soviet Bloc made LV-07 Scout Car, these vehicles were rarely found on the market and extremely expensive. Normally, only governments owned such vehicles.

Earlier that day a ship had arrived and the truck was rented and the LV-07 unloaded. They were the Leafanistani Mafia, and a series of bribes later, they were on their way to the Black Street Elite.

The truck contained 40 AK-47s, laser sights, a rocket launcher and a sniper rifle. Also included was a box of ammo and a AR-550. The ammo was complimentary to a first time customer and the AR-550 was for evaluation purposes. It fired the lighter 5.56mm, had a larger 50 round magazine, had much less recoil, and was much shorter thanks to its bullpup construction.

The car contained 5 Mafia Elites. They were carrying M32 machine guns, the new standard armament for the Corporate Alliance. The truck had 3 elites, two in the front, one in the rear guarding the hoard of weapons.

They saw a green road flare, their signal, they pulled off the road and waited for their customers to arrive. One of the guards lit his joint, it was of Leafanistani Manufacture and burned its red glow in the night.

Brenden hated this part off the job. The sea water leaped over the wind shield of the motor boat and into his face. His partner, Jim Nallen, was some how asleep in the back. "Lucky bastard," he muttered as another wave sent nearly a gallon of water into his face.

The O'Shay brothers were behind them. Their jobs were the same, get to the meeting point, get the weapons and get back to BSE territory ASAP. If another gang caught them they would be in deep trouble. Worse would be if the pigs found them. Everyone knew that the Hillian Government and the Leafanistan Mafia were not on the best of terms at the moment. They would be charged with high treason and a number of other things.

With in they hit the beach hard. Jim Nallen nearly went flying into the console of his boat. "Goddmannit Brenden! You coulda told me we was reachin the beach!" Brenden chuckled as he lit the green flare, hoping that no one but the mafia would see it. Just in case, Nallen and the O'Shay brothers fell back to the boats while Brenden hid in the brush and listened.

He soon heard the approaching truck and saw the men get out. He watched as on lit up a joint. Slowly Brenden put his hands in the air and rose, "Are you the delivery men?"

Weapons clicked and were lowered. Standard practice, but he already answered their question, though several still wanted to shoot.

A leader looking type without an M36, but with a holstered pistol and an FN 303 walked up to him.

"We are, 40 AKs, their laser sights, an RPG-16 and a sniper rifle. We have extra ammo, and an AR-550."

He then said a short list of technical specs on the AR-550, a sales pitch if you will.

"Hopefully this can cement our friendship."

He unholstered the HK USP, revealing it to be gold plated.

"A gift, along with the ammo."

"Thank you," Brenden said as he graciously took the weapon. He did it carefully as to keep the Mafia gun men calm. "Do you mind if I signal my men say that it's all clear?"

Brian Emmet was dead tired. He despised the graveyard shift. He was glad however that his patrol route didn't take him onto the Black Street Highway. He had heard rumours about what happened to late night patrol cars there, even outside of BSE territory.

As he came to a red light he noticed something in the sky. "What the hell?" he asked himself. His eyes grew wide. He picked up his radio, "Alpha 5 this is PV-109, I've got a signal flare about... three miles from my position. I'm going to check it out, over"

"Affirmative PV-109. Alpha 5 out." With that Emmet drove off toward the flare. He came to a small wooded area.

Once more he got on his radio. "Alpha 5," He whispered, "I'm proceeding on foot, have back up appoach my position discreetly."

"Affirmative Pv-109. Back up dispached."

Emmet slowly moved through the woods heading for the flare. His gun out infront of him.

"Of course, we'll start unloading the weapons."

The lead guy heard something, perhaps C4 triggered by the gang members.

No, no, no.

Their SmartGun units beeped. The motion sensor was tripped and it wasn't one of the persons they had registered. A millimeter wavelength RADAR registered a vehicle.

The driver got out and shouted to them. No it wasn't the RADAR, the driver pushed the red button registering panic.

The guys carrying the crates rushed over. He turned to the leader, "We've spotted a car."

He caught his breath and handed over the crates to the gang members.

"Looks like a Cherry top in the distance, it stopped, we'll get out the GPMG."

It was the signal to link up the M32 GPMG to the top of the Scout Car with the shield. Another person took out an ancient 57mm LAW and lined up a shot. Other guards get into position next to trees and behind other obstacles.

He turned back to the gang members.

"Get out of here, bring back some boats or something so we can get out of here. We may have to blast our way through and lose our cars."

"Get the night-vision sets, turn off the lights and get ready."

He turned toward the guy with the LAW, "Get rid of that cherry top and then get out there and put it out."

A 57mm high explosive rocket soared out toward the police car in the distance, 4 guards from the Scout Car with night-vision gear moved into the woods. The cars went dark, and one guy started stamping on the flare. Guns were raised and AKs were removed from the boxes. It was going to be a showdown.

Emmet heard his patrol car blow up. "HOLY SHIT!" He yelled. He quickly turned and ran at an all out sprint back towards Alpha 5 Headquarters. He didn't care if he was seen, all he cared about was getting the hell out of dodge.


Patrick O'Malley was sittin shot gun in the SWAT APC when he saw a large explosion of light down the road. "Shit, Pull over Charlie, we're going on foot." His driver did as he was told and the radio man called it in.

O'Malley signaled for the men to stick together. Each one of the twelve had their K3 at the ready and their night vision goggles were active. O'Malley saw movement ahead, one figure. He squeezed the trigger and three bullets went hurtling towards the figure.

OOC: FYI The K3 fires explosive rounds...

Emmet heard his patrol car blow up. "HOLY SHIT!" He yelled. He quickly turned and ran at an all out sprint back towards Alpha 5 Headquarters. He didn't care if he was seen, all he cared about was getting the hell out of dodge.


Patrick O'Malley was sittin shot gun in the SWAT APC when he saw a large explosion of light down the road. "Shit, Pull over Charlie, we're going on foot." His driver did as he was told and the radio man called it in.

O'Malley signaled for the men to stick together. Each one of the twelve had their K3 at the ready and their night vision goggles were active. O'Malley saw movement ahead, one figure. He squeezed the trigger and three bullets went hurtling towards the figure.

OOC: FYI The K3 fires explosive rounds...

The rounds slammed into Emmet, and he collapsed. One of the rounds penetrated fully and it slammed into a tree shattering it into splinters. They pulled the truck to block off the road and loaded up the claymores. They got into the Scout Car and got ready to drive.

"Hurry get some boats, we need to get back to our launch and back to our ship."