Tony pulls his car to the side of the road with his convey following him. He steps out gesturing for his men to stay inside the cars.

Turn off the cars.

The men turn off the vehicles and Tony walks up to Sonny.

What now Sonny,give me the details. Alonzo and his men will be here soon.

Sonny turned to tony, as three trucks and two cars pulled up on the other side of the bridge.

The details are that we make a deal and swap the cash for the booze.

Sonny turns around as the men get out of their vehicles.

Hello gentlemen, we've dealt before... Maybe we can be quick about this, just swap the things and get out of here.

The leader of their group stepped forward and looked at Sonny.

I was thinking that, too. Or we can take your cash and sell the booze ourselves...

Sonny knew it was a set up... But he planned on taking it in stride... He glanced over his shoulder looking for Al.

Well, I thought just the opposite, but that doesn't mean that anything is going to happen, right?

The leader shook his head, and pulled out a .38 revolver. Sonny turned and sprinted, as he hurdled over his car into cover, a bullet pierced his leg. He looked up to see the Canadians gone, all in cover. And his men were also in cover. Sonny whispered under his breath.

This bridge has become the next OK damn corral.

As bullets started flying all around Tony signaled his men as he oped over a car next to Sonny. The Canadians took cover behind cars as Tony's men did. The Canadians could be heard shooting mostly .38's and shotguns. After a couple of shots with the pistols Tony's men went to the back of the truck...a few seconds later there was a loud piercing sound of Thompsons opening up on the Canadians. As Tony's men took cover putting heavy fire on the Canadians Tony went up to Sonny.

Sonny,what da fuck is this!?

Tony unloaded a couple of shot's from his own .38 and looked at Sonny's leg.

Jesus Sonny we needs to get's you's outta here. Think you can make it to that truck over there?

Alonzo wasn't too far when he heard the sounds of bullets being ripped off. 

Shit! Why can't it have been simple. Fuck Sake! 

Alonzo stopped the car and got out. He went round to his men, gave them orders to follow. They were going to go another route. He got back into his car and at the same time all six vehicles began reversing. He done a 180 turn and sped off in the other direction before taking the first right and another right. He carried on the short drive before taking another right. And now. Now he was behind the enemies. They got out of their car and began firing. 

Sonny heard shotgun blasts... Then thompson bullets... He knew the Canadian's would win, shotgun's didn't  need to be accurate... He looked to his right to see two of Tony's men get blown away by bird shot... He only had a few men left...

Tony, where the fuck is...

As Sonny was saying that, he heard more gunshots coming from the Canadian's direction. Bullets stopped going towards Sonny and Tony, for those were the only ones left. Sonny sat in cover and looked at Tony, too afraid to see what distracted them.

Alonzo kept firing at the Canadians.. slumping guys after guys. Bodies were droppin' and they didn't what hit 'em. But Alonzo was takin' casualties when one of his men got a bullet caught right inbetween his eyes. Alonzo thought FUCK this! If he was gonna die, then he was gnna die. Not anyone was going to change that. He took out his .45 from it's holster and start taking shots.. accurately. Three shots. Three Bodies. There was only a few men left and it looked like we were gnna win this one.

SONNY! TAKE 'EM. I CAN'T GET 'EM FROM HERE!

Alonzo shouted, before coughing. He hoped that he heard. And if he didn't then atleast Tony.

Dillinger, who was silent for the most part, suddenly made himself noticed. He dashed out from his cover behind a truck emptying his Thompson on the hidden Canadians. Withjust a few feet to go, he tripped on a small rock, hidden beneath the grass in the dark. He stumbled forward and fell behind the car with Tony and the wounded Sonny. 

"Hey guys. Having a good time?"

He chuckled as he reloaded his weapon with a long stick mag. He pulled the the bolt back and began firing again.

Sonny blinked and looked at Dill... The only one with ammo on their side of the cars.

Damn, I was just starting to wonder where you went, too.

Halfway through the mag, his Thompson jammed. The damn things were always jamming, simple stovepipes for the most part. He pulled the empty cassing from the bolt and let out a small burst before going down for cover. 

"I was pinned down behind the truck over there, we were dropping like flies. Got any ammo left?"

Sonny shook his head. Dill took two mags from his pocket and handed them to Sonny.

"I don't even know what they're off, look like .45's though. I took them from a dead thug over by the trucks."

Tony nodded at Dill and Sonny and popped his head up for a second or two.

I hear you Alonzo we are pinned down,no fucking ammo!

Tony looked back at Dill then gestured to the truck.

There's some molotiv in the cab,if you can make it i'll stay with Sonny,hurry the fuck up eh?

Dillinger nodded and turned to the truck, he couldn't help but think to himself - What a fuckin' chicken. Dill sprinted to the truck, it was only a short dash away. He made a somewhat dramatic dive behind the front wheel. A few shots broke the window on the cab, that gave him a little fright. Without any more hesitation he opened the door and grabbed the molotovs from the floor. Poorly made things but they would do. He slipped the bottles into his deep coat pockets and dashed back across the small open area. Bullets flicked up dirt at his heels. In a flash he was safely behind cover again with Sonny and Tony. 

"Here's your damn cocktails."

He handed them over

Tony nodded to Dill and gestured towards Sonny.

Stay with him im gonna end this.

Tony looked up quickly and saw Alonzo's men holding off the Canadian gun fire. Perfect chance he thought. Tony quickly stood up and threw one Molotiv,as it hit the car two Canadians started stumbling around crying out. He then threw the other one at another car. Four Canadians cam out screaming.

Alonzo get over here!

Sonny stood up in a daze... He walked towards the burning mass of booze runners and vehicles... When he was about halfway there, the flames had reached the trucks... The booze exploded, blowing the bridge in half.. Sonny fell to his knees as the flames plummeted into the river below... He looked up with a tear in his eye, all this booze for nothing, the money was gone. His money. He held his .45 to his temple and cocked it...

Tony looked over at Sonny.

What da fuck! Sonny!

Tony scrambled to his feet and took off after Sonny.