The Columbians are trafficing an extremley large load of cocaine into the NY docks and plan to overtake the city. However, a certain family caught wind of this and see it as a good money opportunity. 

John pulls up to the docks in his black mercedes, turns the lights off, and puts it in park. He gets out and takes one last drag of his cigarette before throwing it on the ground and stomping it out. He looks at his watch and within seconds two black vans pull up next to him along with four cars.

"Right on time." He says to himself.

"Alright boys lets do this, we gotta get a move on."

His men open up the back of the vans revieling a large variety of armory.

HG whos in the car with john replies...looks like you were right looks to be about 25 guys at max...i pull out my pistol...ok john lets do this.

John starts pulling guns out of the van and throwing them to his men. Shotgun here, pistol there, semi auto here.

"Alright boys heres the plan, can see the ship from here. I have two boats waiting for us down there HG and I will be on one along with Vinny and his four guys. Tony, you take your men on the other boat. We will board the ship from the east end and you guys board from the west."

John pulls out his pistol, loads the clip, and cocks it.

"Ready boys?"

everyone replies READY.

ok john lets go...we head for the boat...and see one of the colombians standing alone taking a leak, i turn to john i got him, next to one of the crates behind the colombian is a crowbar i sneak over to it and pick it up, as i approach the colombian he is about to turn around...i take a hard swing as the crowbar goes through the left side of his neck. turns back to john ok lets move

"Good one HG. Ok boys lets go!"

We all pile in our boats. Just then we hear a yell in a language that no one understands. John looks around and sees to columbians running towards us. John pulls his gun out and shoots one of them, sending them into the water. Vinny caps the other one.

"Alright lets move."

We fire up the boat and take off. Within an hour we arrive at the going daisy, a very large moving slowly. A man on our boat throws a rope ladder with hooks up to the deck of the boat. HG goes to climb the ladder and John stops him.

"I just want to say that if either of us dont come back from this.... It has been.... you.... i really just wanna say that-"

HG stops for a second and looks at john (places on hand on his shoulder) its been good and an honor working with you...dont worry john were gonna make it, these colombian f****s are going down hard...lets go my friend...i climb the ladder.

John nodds, pulls out his pistol, and follows him up the ladder.

"Come on boys."

Before HG even boards the ship there is yelling and weapons firing because the other crew had already boarded the ship. John boards and is fired at immediatley. He runs and dives behind some crates. Every few seconds he pops out the side and fires a few rounds.

HG dives behind a box near john...sh** if this is successfull it better pay good, if spat was wrong im gonna be pissed, as i say that a bullet goes through the box and misses my head by about two inches...F*** that was close...we need to get closer john

Bullets fly every direction and John here the sounds of his men being shot. Wood chips fly above his head as bullets go through his crate. He shakes his head realizing what he has gotten into. Then he looks up, and there is no more fear in his eye. Bullets fly above his head but he doest flinch. Pulls his other pistol out so he has two now. He slowly turns his head towards HG and nods. He then jumps up and runs across the deck firing his weapons like a mad man. He shoots one columbian in the head, one in the leg, and another in the stomach. He dives, still firing in mid air, and rolls, taking cover behind a new set of crates

HG shouts to john...what are you a f**king ninja...i stand up and finish the guys off that john dident kill, then i crouch back behind the crate, i look into the hole that the bullet went through minutes before (JOHN theres mp 40s in here i smash the crate and take to with a extra clips. ok im going to make my way towards you...i slide a mp 40 johs way and run for his crate...on the way i empty the clip firing at one of the colombians then when the chamber is empty i throw my gun at him and hit him square in the forehead...then slide behind the box with john who cant help but laugh at what he just saw, i reply what are the f**kinf odds of that?

"Haha, i though that only happened in movies!"

John goes to pick up the weapon that HG slid to him, just as he is grabbing it a door swings open and two columbians file out. John fires at the first one and kills him, then goes to shoot the other one and hears a click. He is out of ammo. He tries HG technique and chucks the gun at the columbians face. He ducks, the pistol barely missing him. John jumps up and slams the guy against the wall. He punches him in the face several times but he is a very large man. The columbian punches John in the stomach sending him to his knees

HG picks up a 2 by 4...runs toward the columbian, i push john low to the ground as the large man swings at me i duck and smash both of his knee caps shattering them on contact.

then i pick up the mans pistol that flew out of his hands when john punched him and shoot him between the eyes...i look at john hes not that big anymore, i put my hand out and help john up...for the record you pack a mean punch.

"Haha ya. I coulda taken him myself."

John smerks and laughs at his comment. Just then the door swings open again and hits HG in the back, knocking him the ground. John kicks the door hard just as the columbian is walking out and the door smashes into his head. The John punches him in the face, grabs him, and throws him overboard. The man screams the whole way as he falls a good 70 feet into the ocean. John catches the door before it closes and peeks inside.

"Theres stairs in here leading to the top deck. Im gonna head up there."

 John picks up the rifle the shotgun that the man had dropped and goes through the door

HG stands back up feeling a bit in pain, wait john im coming up with you, and what the f*ck was that door made of metal oh that hurt

HG is coming up the stairs and heres a gunshot at the top followed by a bloody columbian rolling down the stairs. Another columbian comes on a walkie talkie with his gun at his side. John hits him in the head with his gun, grabs him and holds him hostage, and then picks up the walkie talkie and talks into it.

"Is the best you can do? You mother fuckers better pull your heads out of your asses because the sicillians are here!"

HG smacks the guy john has hostage in the head...how many men you have left on board? the columbian relies 5...i look a john, ok 5 more minus him 4 i never was good at math but in this case i am were almost there lets move.

John shoots the guy in the head and heads up the stairs. He looks at HG, does a three count, and kicks open the door leading to the top deck. Vinny and two of his men are ina  gun war with what looks more like 10 columbians. John looks around and sees 6 of his men dead.

HG blanks out...there was suppost to be 5 left, im sick of this sh*t i take the mp 40 that i picked up earlier and begin spraying...i hit atleast 4 columbians as the other few drop there guns and surrender...i look at john light a ciggarette hand him one and reply...lets finish this!

John points his gun at the head of one of the columbians.

"WHERES FABRIZIO?!?" He says he doesnt know. John shoots one of the other columbians and points back at this guy.

"I SAID WHERE IS HE!?!" He still says he doesnt know. John kicks him in the face, picks him up off his knees, and walks him to the edge of the boat and hangs him over the side by his feet.

"WHERE IS HE YOU GOON!?! DONT LOOK DOWN THATS A LONG WAYS!!!!!"

The man finally replies that he was never on the boat. He found out that the Sicillians were coming. The shipment is on a different boat. This one is equipped with explosives that are going to go off any minute. John drops the man and he falls to his death in the dark abiss. He then turns and looks at HG