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Norah swiftly made her way toward the boxes of firearms, guided by the position she had just scoped out from
the upper floor.
There were three square iron boxes. Each appeared exceedingly heavy, too cumbersfor a single person to
move.
“Sir, someone’s coming!” one of Oscar's men yelled.
Despite their obscured vision, they could sense someone's presence nearby through the sounds and sensations
around them.
Oscar's expression hardened. “Protect the firearms!” He assumed his dealer's retreat was a mere distraction,
with the true objective being the firearms.
Oscar blinked vigorously, trying to clear his watery, bloodshot eyes, but his vision remained blurred. “Secure the
firearms and load them into the vehicle.”
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However, Oscar's dealer, Jovanni Flores, feared Oscar's men would try to seize his money and urged his people
to flee frantically toward the exit.
Amidst the chaos, an explosion sent one of Jovanni’s men hurtling into the air as he raced toward the door,
leaving him grievously injured. His screams of agony pierced the smoke-filled room.
Jovanni turned around, jaw clenched, shouting, “Oscar! You're playing dirty! If | can’t go back today, it’s an all-
out war between our two gangs!”
Realizing that more traps could lie ahead, Jovanni’s men had no choice but to turn around and head toward the
factory’s heart instead, wary of hidden dangers.
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The echoes of the explosion reverberated in Oscar's ears, drowning out Jovanni’s words. Oscar believed Jovanni
had intentionally detonated the bomb. Deep lines etched his brow in frustration. The discovery of mines further
fueled his realization that the other party was determined to seize his firearms.
Norah's senses heightened as the crackling underfoot alerted her to the approaching assailants. Swiftly
deploying a smoke grenade, she slipped away, evading detection within the shroud of smoke. Another explosion
at the door indicated an attempted breach. The factory had multiple exits, and Norah positioned herself
strategically to intercept any firearms traders attempting to flee.
As tensions escalated, Oscar's men and Jovanni’s people accused each other of underhanded tactics, fueling
their growing animosity. Sensing imminent danger, Norah drew her pistol and fired at Jovanni’s men. Uncertain of
the target, a cry of pain pierced the air.
The abrupt gunshot sent a ripple of panic through the factory. Everyone scrambled for cover, each with their
weapons poised and ready to defend themselves. Jovanni clutched his weapon tightly and reflected on his past
dealings with the Breakers. Despite having traded with the Breakers multiple times, each exchange left him
apprehensive that the Breakers might prioritize profit over upholding their agreement.
Due to the Breaker’s wealth and power, Jovanni was compelled to trade firearms with them despite his concerns.
Today's events had just confirmed those concerns.
“Oscar! Is this how it's going to be? If you go through with this, all of Lochdeer will know of your deceitful breach
of the firearms trading by tomorrow,” Jovanni warned.
The smaller gangs in Lochdeer were also engaged in trade with the Breakers. Once the word of the Breakers’
treachery circulated, fear of being betrayed in their dealings would grip all the smaller gangs. With finances at
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In a fury, Oscar retorted, “Did you truly believe you could exploit my firearms? Do you think the Breakers are
easily challenged?” His words were punctuated by a gunshot, felling one of the Breakers to the ground.
“Load the firearms onto the truck, and the rest of you, engage the enemy!” Oscar shouted. Anyone who dared
harm his comrades would face swift and deadly retribution.
Amidst the haze within the desolate factory, a relentless barrage of gunfire echoed through the space.
Simultaneously, the Breaker’s firearms destined for sale were methodically loaded onto waiting trucks outside.
Though not directly involved in the conflict, the carriers remained vigilant by the vehicles, ready to protect the
valuable cargo.
“Oscar needs backup, hurry!” urged a distant voice.
Responding to the call, several guards abandoned their posts by the trucks, rushing into the factory with
weapons in hand, leaving only the driver behind.
Norah cleared her throat, feeling the strain of using a disguised voice after a prolonged period of disuse.
Despite the initial challenge, she managed to maintain it, and the result proved to be effective.
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