Pretending to Be an Untouchable Crime Boss-Chapter 149: Ready to Strike.

"Exactly, but don't worry, these are not that sensitive." Ramirez said, waving that shit in the air like it was a lightsaber.

"Oh don't do that." Hector immediately said, but Ramirez just laughed.

"Anyway, one will be fired by Ferucci and the other will be by some experienced guy, okay?" He asked, looking at them.

But Hector was still worried. Ferucci and a rocket launcher was the perfect recipe for a fuck up, but hey, they needed a fuck up, a chaos, to make sure they can sneak in the back.

"Let's do it then…" Hector said with a little hesitation in his voice, but on the other hand Ferucci was smiling more than ever as Ramirez put in the rocket to the launcher, twisted and armed it.

"So you just switch the safety…" Ramirez showed him. "…and just pull the trigger." He gave it to Ferucci's hands.

First he was speechless, he was so happy about it, it literally a childhood dream to fucking explode something with a real rocket launcher.

Hector took a few seconds to look at Ferucci happy face then tuned and walked to the middle of the warehouse "Okay everybody, we go in and fuck them up." Hector said. "Everybody follow the plan. The first squad will go with Ferucci and make chaos at the gates to lure out the guys. The second squad with me and Ramirez will sneak in at the back." He looked around and only saw the readiness of everybody. "If Marco was found, don't kill him. Shoot him in the leg or hand, but not a fatal shot, because he is the one we want. That's it for me." He stepped back and Ramirez took his spot.

He took a few moments looking around at the guys, and it felt like the old times. "You all trained to do this. Everybody here is a killer, a soldier." He said firmly. "Use all the experience you have to minimize loss, because some of you will not come back, but will always be remembered."

Silence followed after he said it because everybody knew that there is no way everybody will survive… there was no chance of it.

"Now, the guys that are going to the restaurants and the coffee shops go now, and make sure to get as many as you can. Good luck." He said, and those guys without hesitation went out from the warehouse, sitting into the car, and the first step of the plan was already in motion. "First we go to the Opri street and wait for the guys to say the word, which is 'Ash.' When you hear it, we're going to strike. As Hector said, the first squad goes with Ferucci and fuck up the gate and the entrance, while me and Hector with the second squad try to sneak in… well, sneak is a bad word because we are going to blast a hole in the wall and quickly swerve in." He looked around again. "Do not fear. Let's go."

As he finished, all that could be heard was the weapons being charged back, the magazines snapping into place, and the heavy steps toward the convoy of SUVs that was parked outside. It was a surreal scene. Those guys looked like agents or some kind of special force going to hunt… and well, they were the special force of Bellini.

"This is going to be a show." Ferucci said as he glanced at Hector who was just frozen as he stared outside.

He was speechless because all of this just exceeded his expectations… he knew what the family was capable of but never saw it actually come together, actually use these guys who all they knew about life is how to kill.

Tonight he was going to see all of it.

"Hector?" Ferucci's voice came again.

"Just don't blow yourself and the others up." Hector said and slapped him on the shoulder. "Let's drink a beer after it."

"A beer? Nah, whole bottle of whiskey, brother."

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"Yeah, the most expensive one." Hector said, and they stepped out of the warehouse and into the SUVs.

Ferucci struggled a bit to get in with the rocket launcher, but in the end, he managed to sit down with it. Then, as he looked up, an idea came to him, the emergency hatch on the roof was the perfect spot to shoot from. It was the same tactic Arine had used during the robbery.

Even before they rolled out, he had already started pulling out the pins, so he'd be able to throw the hatch open in an instant and rain hell down on them.

Meanwhile, their target, Marco himself, had no idea what was coming for him. He was having dinner with none other than one of the high-ranking members of the Sinatra family.

A dinner that would soon turn into the biggest bloodbath and shootout in the city's history.