-=(black,red)Roleplay ( Number )=- 144 -=(black,red)Roleplay Title:=- Largest clearing and trading -=(black,red)Story:=- It was time for the biggest trade in our gang history; Dozens of crates full of drugs in exchange of a truck load of arms and ammunition. Everything began in our warehouse after the big chopper heist trying to lose heat. Most of the choppers would be used by the gang however who can we trust for the rest of the load? Trusted members were arguing about this for days and yet they couldn't come up with a solution. Instead, solution himself came to us. Pink Hector, the goddamn drug overlord of San Andreas! One of his messengers visited us telling that they know about our heist and they would love to help us to get rid of all the heat. It's a known fact that Hector adores choppers and he owns a fucking motorcycle museum, so he offered us to buy the rest of them in exchange of some drugs of our choice. After an emergency meeting our president decided to sell them because of the trust built in the past deals. As drugs we chose seven tons of mary, which is the easiest selling item for us on the streets and bars. Rest of the load included 500 kilos of various pills and 1 kilogram of sweet cocaine for our platinum customers, mostly washed up actors/actresses of vinewood. Deal went as smooth as butter on toast. Goods were delivered in the warehouse safely. Inbetween we stayed a little for the annual calculations of our stock. Thanks to our bright accountant we discovered that our dumb probies ruined their guns this year more than expected and we will be short of gear in a few months. That's why we need to go for a second deal. At this time all we have is the drugs and actually they re quite sufficient. This time we decided to try something different and gave a call to the elite dealer with all those german arms which take an army of probies to break. Deal would be a little different as president said. First Herr Brezel will pick a container hiring site and stash the arms in the chosen hired containers and we will go and collect them to place our drug load. So a week later we got the start signal with the messenger delivering us the key for container. We drove to the place with the delivery truck of prez' cover brewery business. Place was so empty that we worried a little but from a building we heard the song which was set as signal. So we replaced the arms crates with drug packages - two tons of mary and all the coke we have. After the watchers verifying our load we we returned to the warehouse of our base to place the arms and ammo just like any other delivery man bringing beer to the place. No suspicions, no intel, no trouble. I guess all we need is some training to those dumb ass probies after all. -=(black,red)Screenshoot(s):=- https://imgur.com/a/LxZ0lUm