Police Chief Ed was jolted awake in the middle of the night by an urgent phone call. His irritation turned to alarm as he learned of a major clash between the North Shore Gang and the Jewish Gang.
"What? The North Shore Gang and the Jewish Gang are fighting? Are you sure?" Chief Ed asked, struggling to process the news.
"It's true, Chief. The HD Security patrol team is on-site, and some North Shore Gang members are blocking their path. They're waiting for your orders to act," the subordinate explained.
"What's the current situation?"
"The patrol is prepared to respond if necessary, but they need your authorization first."
According to their contract, HD Security's patrol team was required to get police approval before making arrests. However, in emergencies—like a bank robbery—they could act on their own.
"Alright, I'm heading over now," Chief Ed said, heading out to assess the situation.
Unknown to Chief Ed, the patrol team had already initiated their operation.
At the tobacco and liquor warehouse, dozens of cars surrounded the building. A machine gun mounted on a vehicle and snipers positioned on high ground were ready for any confrontation.
The gate had been forcibly breached. A patrol car sped into the compound, its accelerator propped up by a wooden stick. The car crashed into a pillar and stopped, while the Irish, mistaking it for a manned vehicle, continued firing.
The sniper's shot struck an Irish gunman, dropping him instantly. The machine gunner fired at the area where the Irish were concentrated, killing several more.
Veterans from World War II, the Irish fighters were experienced and methodical. They were not easily intimidated and took their time, knowing they had the upper hand.
Inside the casino, a team of patrol officers charged in, engaging in a fierce gunfight with the Irish. After killing over a dozen Irish fighters, the patrol forced the remaining combatants to surrender or be taken into custody.
This pattern continued across various locations. The Irish, attacking the Jewish Gang's assets, faced heavy resistance as the patrols arrived. With superior numbers and better preparation, the patrols quickly subdued the Irish forces.
Henry, leading the interrogation, questioned the captured bosses.
"Tell me your plan," Henry demanded.
The first boss sneered, "You're the police. I won't say a word until I see my lawyer."
"Police? Ha," Henry replied with a smirk. "Sorry to disappoint, but we're not police."
He raised his gun, pressing it against the boss's head. "I'm asking again. What's your plan?"
The boss, visibly shaken, continued to defy him. Before he could respond further, Henry shot him dead, his blood spraying across the room.
"How dare you kill us like this?" another boss protested.
Henry silenced him with another shot. "No use in keeping the useless."
He turned to the remaining bosses, demanding information. The surviving boss revealed that their plan involved taking over Jewish Gang properties, but they had been foiled by the patrols.
Henry learned that David, Raymond's strategist from Detroit, was also involved. This was crucial intelligence.
Henry relayed the information to Hardy, who recognized Raymond as a major figure in the Irish underworld. Hardy suspected a broader conspiracy involving the four major families. Regardless, he was unafraid of Raymond's influence.
"Since they've dared to act, they shouldn't be surprised by our retaliation," Hardy said, instructing Henry to contact Chief Ed and offer him the opportunity for credit in the situation.
Meanwhile, Bill prepared his forces. With more manpower than the North Shore Gang, he orchestrated a powerful counterattack.
The North Shore Gang's base was heavily guarded, but Bill's forces overwhelmed the defenses. Trucks and armed men stormed the station, crushing the defenses and seizing control.
Inside Hymi Weiss's opulent office, chaos erupted as Bill's men stormed in. Hymi Weiss, Burgess Moran, and David were caught off guard. Hymi Weiss was shot down instantly, his body riddled with bullets.
Burgess Moran, terrified, raised his hands in surrender. "Please, don't kill me."
He was promptly shot by Rossi, Bill's commander. "Those who surrender lack backbone. They're not worth keeping."
David, desperately trying to negotiate, offered a ransom for his life. But Rossi coldly refused, stating that the boss wanted David dead to provoke Raymond.
David's pleas were in vain as a bullet ended his life. Hardy had no knowledge of the specific details but had ordered the execution to send a message.
The Bills' forces then began a systematic takeover of the North Shore Gang's assets, from gambling establishments to brothels and drug operations.
Hardy, satisfied with the outcome, directed Henry to finalize the legal aspects of the night's events, ensuring that everything was accounted for and that the incident was framed to their advantage.