>>5350509When you heard the news that the boss was alive and kicking, albeit stuffed in the cooler; you could hardly believe it.
Stubborn bastard must have the devil in his corner. He’ll have a lot of catching up to do, especially since the burning of the Assembly has thrown the Grand Liberators to the top-of-the rebel foodchain.
Pedraza’s got your little band brothers on the top of his hitlist, but that hasn’t stopped anyone from continuing to operate.
Problem is, casualties are starting to mount despite the victories, and there’s some major squabbling going on about our next big move.
Somehow, you found yourself doing your best to fill the void that the boss left behind. Got your own squad of raiders and killers, and have been calling your own shots for a while.
There’s a simple clarity to life in the Grand Liberators. Every so often, you, Darius, and the rest of your cell pop out of hiding, shoot as many guys as possible, steal everything not nailed down, and use it to ram something nasty down Pedraza’s throat.
Sure wish the boss had managed to finish the job before that freak jumped him, but it’s not like he could’ve seen that one coming. On the bright side, one of the reds managed to get ahold of the original footage and made sure to distribute it as far and wide as possible.
The bootlegs are grainy are shaky, but it still proves that somebody’s trying to tip the scales in El Presidente’s favor.
But that’s way above your paygrade.
It’s kinda funny how things play out. When you came down here, you wanted something to bloody you up a little and prove that you’ve got the stones to make it when the chips are down.
Well, you got your wish. And more.
You used to try and keep track of things that originally seemed important.
Kills.
Losses.
Days since you’ve had a shower.
But it’s become a lot easier to just focus on making it day-by-day and slowly choking the life out of the regime.
And hey, it’s still better than trying to run with any of the gangs in Blüdhaven.