Welcome Back in the Fightclub for a shootout of the century. Two criminals with a hart of gold will face each other in combat and fight to the death.
In the fightclub today, we have Geoff Desmoulin, a karate blackbelt and biomedical scientist. Then there is doctor Armand Dorian, a trauma doctor and our medical expert. Last but not least, we have Max Geiger, our one and only computer expert. It will be his job to put all the data in the computer and run the simulations to see who will win the most in a 1000 battles.
In the duel today, we will see how the 1990's Grovestreet gangster Carl 'CJ' Johnson will face the wild west gunslinger John Marston.
'I am really exited for this match.' Max began speaking to the camera. However due to the fire arms used here, a single bullet can end the match and therefore we will have a squad on squad battle. CJ will get some gangmembers to aid him while John will get cowboys with him.'
'This is going to be an all out shoutout. My first guess is that John Marston will win this. The cowbow has fought in wars and he will deliver the quicker shots. This battle will be Jesse James versus Al Capone all over again.' Geoff said.
'This match will deliver all kinds of ways to kill someone and I cannot wait to see what damage all these guns and explosives can do. On the victor, My intial bet is on CJ. Having seen the damage that gang members and modern day firearms can do in the trauma room, I know they can dish out.' Was the opinion of doctor Dorian.
The first fighter is Carl 'CJ' Johnson.
The weapons CJ will use in this battle are: The AK 47, The Micro SMG, the baseball bat and the molotov coctail.
His opponent is John Marston.
John was a criminal and a bankrobber in his youth and rode with the Dutch gang. However after the gang left him for dead, he decided to retire with his wife and son on a small farm. After a while, the bureau of Investigation showed up and took his wife and son hostage. They forced John to hunt down and kill his former friends. This took him around the wild west and into Mexico, where John took part in a revolution. After killing the last of his friends, John was allowed to live a comfortable life on his farm. For a short time. that is when they send out the army to kill the last of Dutch's group. John Marston.
The weapons that John will wield into battle are the Bolt Action rifle, the LeMat revolver, the hunting knife and Lasso and lastly dynamite.
To test the weapons, we have brought in experts of both warriors. They know all about these fighters, their weapons and their tactics.
For CJ, the first expert is Sean 'Sweet.' Johnson. Leader of the GroveStreet family and brother of Carl, He knows all about the adventures of his little brother and the weapons used to win the turfwars.
CJ is the best. He cannot lose against a cowboy, especially with his modern weapons.' Sweet said just before he aimed an AK at a mannequin.
The other expert of Carl is his brother in law and leader of the Aztecas. Cesar Vialpando has traveled and fought with CJ many times and have seen the warrior go all out against former friends.
'Carl is my homy you know. I have seen him kick ass against Ballas, maffia, police and even militairy. The dude is unstoppable.' the tattoo'd man said after he swung a baseball bat in the air.
However, John Marston has experts for him who are equally confident of a victory. The first one is old time gunslinger and teacher of John. Landon Ricketts has fought next to John many times and he knows what it takes to kill a man.
'John is a good boy. A bit foolish maybe but a great shot. He fought the Mexican army and a zombie apocolypse. There is no doubt in my mind that he will shoot this wanna be gangster.' The old cowboy said as he lit a cigar and inspected a the dynamite. 'Can someone get him away from the dynaminte please?' Max suddenly yelled out as he saw what was happening.
The other expert of Marston knows John very well. It is his son, Jack Marston. After John was killed, it was Jack who took up the mantle of his father and got revenge on those who killed John.
'My Papa was the best gunslinger and he taught me all he knew. He rode with the best and then killed the best.' The young man said.
Now that the warriors, weapons and experts are introduced. All there is left to do is test the weapons on their lethality. We will start with the long range, where the AK-47 will face the Bolt Action rifle.
Team CJ brings the AK-47 Assault rifle. Russian made, this is one of the most powerful weapons and used a lot by the gangs to take out their enemies.
'Hello Homies. What ya get?' Max asked with a grin. 'Always wanted to say that.' He added. Sweet and Cesar ignored the young man as they walked up to the hosts. 'This baby is the weapon that keeps the GroveStreet Family alive.' Sweet said as he showed the AK. 'It has 30 rounds in a clip, does not weight too much and can go 330 yards on full auto.' The man added. As Geoff took the weapon from Sweet, he asked: 'What bullets are used for this?' '39 mm' Came the answer of Cesar. 'It is powerful ammo that can destroy a man.' The hispanic added. 'Would love to see this weapon in action.' Max said with a smile. 'Just give me a target and i'l fuck it up.' was the comment of Sweet. 'Soon.' geoff laughed. 'First we need to look at the weapon of your opponent, then we can go to the range and test these weapons out.'
The weapon of John Marston is the Bolt Action Rifle. An accurate weapon that will blow a hole in the chest of anyone on the other end of the barrel.
'This my friends, is the last thing many cowboy have seen before they died.' Landon said as both he and Jack walked up to the hosts as well. 'It is very accurate, can kill with one bullet to the chest and can take out a grizzly with a single bullet in the head. The old cowboy added. 'It has strips of five bullets.' Jack said but as he saw the black guy smile, he added. 'However the strips are very fast to replace. Just take them out and put a new one in. You are good to go.' He added quickly. 'It takes .303 bullets and has an effective range of 550 yards.' The young man finished. 'A lot more then the AK.' Geoff said. 'Yes indeed.' Came the answer.
'Well now we have seen both of the weapons, it is time to head out to the shooting range and test these baby's.' Geoff commented.
'Sweet, you are allowed to show of your AK first.' Geoff said. 'Fine with me.' The man spoke as he walked towards a group of mannequins. 'These are gangmebers from a rival gang and need to die.' Geoff began. seven mannequins stood on different ranges near a few old cars. 'You come across them on the streets want to start a turf war.' Geoff explained. 'Fair.' Was the answer.'Before you begin, one more thing. You have only one minute the time.' Geoff finished. 'No problem brother.' Sweet said.
As Geoff took distance, Sweet prepared to fire his weapon. 'Sweet are you ready?' Geoff yelled. 'Yeah.' Came the answer. 'Three....Two....One....Kill it.' Geoff yelled. At that moment, the gangster opened fire on the mannequins. Bullets flew everywhere, both in the mannequins and cars. Just after Sweet had changed magazines, Geoff yelled: 'Half of the time is gone.' When Geoff yelled that all the time was gone, he had just opened fire after changing the magazine for a third time. 'GroveStreet Is King.' Sweet yelled after he was done.
'Okay, Let us see what you have done.' Geoff said as he, Max, Armand and Cesar walked up to Sweet. 'The first target is just riddled with bullets.' Max said as he inspected the mannequin. 'Head, chest, stomach and legs all have a lot of holes.' He added. 'And look of the size of these holes. they destroy a body.' Doctor Dorian added as he poked his finger in a hole. '
The second target was torn in half just above the legs and had several bullets in the chest. The third and the fourth only had rounds in the chest and head. Number five only had a couple in the legs and one in the stomach, which would be a delayed kill. Numbers six only had a few rounds in the chest and head and number seven in the stomach and chest. 'This last one, I could actually save if he would get to the ER directly.' The doctor explained. 'So five kills, one delayed kill and one maybe kill.' Max summed up. 'And you spend around 70 bullets, of which more then half hit target.'
With this score down, now it is turn to test the bolt action rifle. This time, Geoff has set up another scene with seven mannequins.
'This here is is a ranch and these seven are thiefs who are about to steal your cattle. Take them out.' Geoff explained to jack. 'Will Do.' Came the answer. The mannequins were placed around fenced and wood and as Jack took aim, Geoff gave the signal to open fire. At first nothing happened as if the weapon had misfired, then the five bullets came out fast after each other. 'Deadeye.' Landon Grinned. After these shots, Jack quicky replaced the ammo and aimed again. This happened again and again untill it was time.
As the hosts came to inspect the targets, they saw that altough Jack had fired only fourteen bullets, every single one was a kill. Each of the seven targets had a hole in the face and in the chest. But who will get the edge? The more accurate weapon or the faster weapon?
'AK All the way.' Geoff began. 'It is the more modern weapon and automatic.' 'I prefer the bolt action myself, It is not the faster weapon but the more accurate.' Max countered. 'You saw that every single shot hit target and was a kill.' Max said. 'yes with the AK, you can spray and have enough ammo to miss a few. If you miss once with the bolt action, you have a wasted an important bullet, especially with these small clips.' In the end, Doctor Dorian intervened. 'I like both weapons. The Bolt action gives a clean solid kill while the AK destroys your body. I am going to say even.' 'Fine with me.' Max replied. 'Sounds good.' Geoff replied.
For the long rang, neither weapon gets the edge.
Back in the fightclub, the hosts are introduced to the special weapon of each figher. Here the molotov coctail goes up against a stick of dynamite.
First off, the molotov coctail will show its flame. This burning coctail is a deadh in a bottle.
'What do you bring to us this time?' Max asked. 'Take a look at the molotov coctail homies.' Cesar said ashe showed a bottle with a rag in it. 'A classic. Easy to make but dangerous in its use.' Geoff commented. 'And a very nasty way to go.' The doctor added. 'CJ used this weapon to burn groups of opponents. Also very usefull when he is taking out hiding opponents.' The man explained. 'Ha even if this weapon hits, my father would be on a horse, that woud take the damage without injuring him.' Jack said, who had joined the others. 'All talk.' was the response of Sweet. 'Well what do you bring to the table?' Max asked the cowboy. 'Dynamite.' The answer came from Landon.
Dynamite is the explosive of choise for the Cowboys. Good to blow a building away or destroy a man.
'You think that primitive weapon is going to work?' Sweet taunted. 'I know it will.' Came the relaxed answer of the old cowboy. 'The dynamite can be thrown or placed and blow the opponent apart. You do not have to wait untill someone is burning and the radius is much much higher.' The cowboy finished. 'Fool. we have cars. That will protect us.' Sweet said. 'I hope for you it will.' The cowboy came again. 'Well lets head all outside to our other location and test them.' Geoff said.
'Okay, Cesar will be up first.' Geoff said and the other man nodded as he walked up to Geoff. 'See here a barn full of cowboys.' Geoff said as he showed a small wooden building with four mannequins in it. 'Burn this baby down.' Geoff said. 'My pleasure holmes.' The Hispanic man answered. After everybody else was cleared away and fire fighters ready on site to react if needed, the gangbanger threw the molotov coctail. The bottle hit the middle of the room and two mannequins caught fire. The fire spread around and found its way on the wall and the two other mannequins. 'Temperature is rising.' Geoff said as he kept his eye on the laptop. 'Over 100 degrees fahrenheit.' Geoff commented. '150 degrees.' Came Geoff again as the fire reached its highest point. When the fire had diminished, the group went inside to check the damage. 'They are dead.' Doctor Dorian stated. 'Yes even I would have been able to say that.' Max said as he watched the carnage. 'These are all third degree burns. you can see that the flames started at the feet and crawled upwards. This means that the bodies got cooked alive before they burned to death.' Armand Dorian came with a dialog. 'And remember that the gas got burned, which means that they could not get uncoincious by gas or smoke.' Geoff finished.
Another shed had been made ready with another four mannequins. 'Light the fuse and get away.' Geoff instructed the old cowboy Landon. 'Landon, isn't it better that I do it?' Jack asked with a concerned voice. 'Boy. The moment I am too old to shoot or light a simple stick of dynamite, I deserve to die.' The old man barked. 'Have some more respect for your elders.' he finished as he blew smoke from his cigarette away. After he had lid the fuse, the cowbow threw the dynamite in the shed and ran towards the others. After he had found cover behind the protective glass, the dynamite exploded and took the whole shed with it.
'As a doctor, i think I am qualified to say that this man is no more.' Doctor Dorian jested as he held the head of a mannequin in his hands. Everywhere were bodyparts and none of the targets had been left whole. 'Well it seems my weapon does the trick better then yours.' Landon said as he watched Cesar. 'It did take a long time holmes.' the other man replied. 'Well your targets took a long time to die. I could have emptied my guns twice on you before I would die.' The old man said. 'Ha While on fire? Good luck.' Sweet commented.
'Well both of you did a great job of killing. However you also gave claims that we want to test.' Geoff said with a smile. 'Bing it on.' Cesar said. 'I am ready.' landon agreed.
'First is Cesar again.' Geoff began. he walked the gangbanger to to a horse made of gel and bones, with a mannequin on top. 'This is your target.' The host explained. 'Just throw the bottle and we will see what will happen.' The man said.
Cesar threw the bottle, which hit the the horse and knocked the rider off. The horse burned but the rider only recieved minor burns. 'A bust, Like i expected it.' The old cowboy smiled as he took another cigaret. 'Well Now it is time to see if your dynamite can punch through a modern car.' Geoff commented.
Geoff showed the cowboy the Sedan, with the two mannequins inside. 'just place the dynamite near the car.' Geoff said. After doing that, the old man turned around to head away. 'Don't you forget something?' Geoff asked. 'No, I am going to shoot it.' The man spoke. 'Shoot it?' Geoff asked. 'Yes, I want to show you another way to have this thing explode.' Landon Ricketts said.
When they all were behind the glass, Landon took his revolver and send a single bullet at the stick of dynamite that eploded with a big bang. The car did not contain the explosion, it only made it bigger. The car blasted apart and came down hard and burning, with schapnall all over the terrain. ´They are dead.´ Jack said as he watched the reaction of his opponents. ´The car had enough time to get away dude.´ Was all Sweet could come up with.
'The proof is in the pudding.' Max began. 'Yes when you can blow up your opponent that well you get the edge.'' Geoff said.
For special weapons, the edge goes to the dynamite.
'Bring us your midrange weapons.' Max spoke to the experts. 'Allright Holmes. Here is the Micro SMG.' Cesar brought the weapon to the hosts.
The Micro SMG for when you need a small weapon to do big damage.
'So this is the famous gangster weapon?' Geoff asked. 'Yes it is. 50 bullets in a magazine, Carl can use both at the same time, making it 100 bullets for extra damage.' He explained. 'What is the effective range?' Geoff asked. 'Around 50 yards.' The hispanic man anwered. 'Good for close quarter combat, fighting in a building and drive by's.' the expert explained. 'It is not the strongest weapon around but it makes up for bullet capacity and speed.' The man added. 'very well, we will test this weapon standing and from a drive by to see what damage it does.' Geoff said. 'Now for team Marston.' Max turned to the other experts. 'My friends, I have here one of the deadliest revolvers of the west. The LeMat revolver.' Landon said as he showed the weapon.
The Lemat revolver, a french made gun that found a lot of use in the civil war and the wild west.
'It can only hold nine bullets but it is a fast revolver that can kill a wolf with a single bullet to the head.' The man said. 'What is its effective range?' Max asked. 'around 40 yards. But this weapon can be used from horseback.' The old cowboy answered. 'Why do you think your revolver can win out against a sub machine gun? Geoff asked the old man. 'I'd can't nigga.' Sweet suddenly broke in. 'Well we have the more accurate weapon.' Was the answer of Landon.
At the shooting range, Cesar prepared for the first test. 'You are going to enter a livingroom and open fire.' on all six targets inside. You only have the ammo in you weapons. You are not allowed to reload' Geoff explained. 'No problem holmes.' The man said with a smile. 'If you are ready... Start.' Geoff said and Cesar ran towards the liviing room set up and opened fire with two smg's. The furniture was soon destroyed by the rain of bullets, which came from the weapons. The targets themselfs got several holes in them and when the team went to inspect the bodies later on, they found that every mannequin had several bullets in the heads and chests. 'This is a bloodbath.' Max commented. 'Yes, look at all the damage here. I would not know where to begin if I wanted to help any of them.' The doctor said. 'I count seven bullets in only one mannequin.' Geoff said. 'Yes bullets everywhere. Including the couch and the tv.' Max added. 'Can you do better?' Geoff asked the old cowboy. 'Yes and with less bullets.' The man replied. 'You only have nine of them fool.' Sweet came. 'I only need one for you.' The cowboy replied.
'Your test is basicly the same. You walk in the saloon and encounter six cowboy that want to kill you. Take them out before they can do the same to you.' Geoff explained. 'Can you do that?' He asked. 'Can a bear rip a man apart?' Came the question of Landon. 'I....Do not know.' Geoff answered. 'Well lets sling some guns.' The host added.
'Are you ready?' Geoff asked. 'yes.' Came the answer. 'remember only use the bullets in the gun.' Geoff spoke just before he gave the sign to fire. This test was over in a couple of seconds. 'Wow fastest test ever.' Max spoke. 'yes let us see if this speed effected your accuracy.' Geoff said. Where with Cesar shooting, there were bullets everywhere, here only the targets had been hit. 'All six have been shot in the head and three lucky ones recieved another bullet in the chest.' Landon said as he pointed towards the mannequins. 'indeed, it seems that your accuracy is very good.' Max said. 'No doubt about it, they are all dead. every headshot here is a kill and two out of three chest shots are kills too. Only one missed some vital organs and that bullet would not kill. However the point is moot as he got shot in his forehead first, turning his brain into mush.' Doctor Dorian explained.
Geoff had called the experts with him. 'You have all done well but now I want to see these weapons in action while moving. That means a drive by from the car and from horse.' Geoff said. 'No problem.' Cesar said. 'indeed, no problem.' was the answer of Landon.
'This is a rather simple test, Geoff explained to Cesar and Sweet, who stood by a car. 'This is the Amiral. My personal car. I will ride it while Cesar will peform the drive by.' Sweet explained. 'nice ride.' Max said. 'Thanks whitefart.' Sweet accepted the cmpliment with a grin. 'The parcour is simple. Ride towards the first three dummies, stop get out and shoot them. Then get in again and kill another two while riding. Lastly take out the one cowboy on a horse with your semi automatic any way you wish. Then get back here. You will be timed, starting from when you start riding until you arrive back here.' 'Okay holmes. No problem. Cesar answered after listening to Geoff. 'Then both of you get in the car and start the engine. Three....Two...One...Hit the gas.' And while he said it, Geoff waved with his hand to give the signal.
The Admiral raced forwards and stopped at the first three targets. Cesar opened the door, stepped out and opened fire on them. After a couple of seconds, he stepped back in again and the car drove forwards. This time a bit slower. As they went past the next two targets, the gangbanger opened fire from the car and when they past them, the car went faster again. Now nearing the target on the gel horse, the car did not slow down, it only went faster. Everybody was surprised as the car drove in the horse, pushing backwards and knocking the cowboy down that became trapped with his legs under the horse. Cesar opened fire from the now standing car on the target and then, they drove back again. 'Thirty five second.' Geoff said as both experts stepped out. 'I must say I was surprised that you actually rammed the horse with your car.' Max commented. 'i wanted to show you another reason why a car is superior then a freaking animal.' Sweet said. 'But you had to shoot it, this is no fair' jack commented. 'He did shoot it fool.' Sweet countered. 'Let us see the damage first.' Max said.
The first three targets were riddled with bullets in the heads and chests. 'I count eight bullets in this one, five in the second and seven in the third.' Max said. 'Yes, most of them are kill shots.' The doctor commented.
'These are the ones you shot from inside a driving car right?' Max asked as they reached the other two targets. 'Yes.' Came the answer of the Hispanic. 'Well I have bad news. The first one is clean. No gunshots.' Geoff said as he observed one of the targets. 'This one has been hit twice but one is in the shoulder. It does hurt but is no kill. The other seems to have gone just below the longs. This one does kill but only in half an hour. If he reached the hospital in fifteen minutes, we can save him.' The doctor said as he watched the second one. 'So out of five targets, four kills and one still alive.' Max tallied. 'Three kills and one guy who can still shoot before he dies.' Jack commented. 'okay, three kills and one delayed.' Max corrected. 'let us see the target on the horse.' Geoff said.
When they reached the horse, Jack started to complain again about the car hitting the horse was unfair while Max complimented the idea. ´Well actually the hit from the car would probably already kill the cowboy and the fall from the horse would break his neck at least. Then both legs of the cowboy would break when the horse fell on them and you finished this cowboy off nicely with three bullets in the head. ´I see nose, temple and mouth. Two out of three are instant kills.´ So this guy has been killed four times. Poor bastard.´ Came Max. ´Two of which were cheating.´ Jack began. 'There is no cheating in war you idiot. A man does what it takes to kill.' Sweet growled. 'Well the car hitting a cowboy must be inserted as well as a possibility, as is the car exploding and taking everyone around it in the blast.' Max said.
With the Micro SMG tested, it is now the turn for Landon Ricketts to show off the LeMat revolver again. He too will do the course, with the only difference that the cowboy will be on a horse during this excersise and that the final target is in a car. A washington.
'Are you ready?' Geoff asked Landon. 'Ofcourse I am.' Came the answer. 'Three....Two....One...Hiiaaahhhh.' Geoff yelled. 'Go.' Landon spurred his horse. The animal raced forwards and as the first three mannequins came near, Landon stepped with one leg from the horse. He then jumped off as the horse slowed down and fired three rounds. The cowboy then jumped up again and the horse slowly got more speed. As he came to the second targets, the horse slowed down enough for Landon to aim and shoot four times at the two targets. As Landon continued towards the last target, he reloaded his weapon and when he came near, fired two bullets with only a metallic sound as result. He then stopped alongside the car and fired another bullet, which resulted in the window shattering. Finally, the cowboy jumped off his horse, opened the door and shot the mannequin twice in the head. He then jumped on his horse and set off to reach Geoff again.
'You took longer then your opponent. He took thirty five seconds and you doubled that. You took one minute and eight second.' The host started off. 'But Let us see what you did to your opponents.' And with that, they walked towards the first three targets. 'great shooting here.' Doctor Dorian commented. 'Every one has a bullet in the head, killing the opponent instantly.' He began. 'This one in the temple, that one in the forehead and the last in the nose. All instant kills.' The medic pointed out. The group continued to the next two targets. 'I counted four shots but I only see three hits.' geof began. 'This one in the chest drops a lung. If you cannot breath, you die. It would take a couple of seconds but dead is dead.' The doc gave his opinion. 'Yes and the second bullet is in his throat. Which will make breathing even harder.' Max added. 'The second target has one shot directly in the heart. I do not know if this is skill or just incredible luck but the guy is dead.' was the statement of Geoff.
'The opponent in the car. I counted four five shots at this target.' Geoff started. 'Here are two bullets in the rear of the car.' Max said. Doctor Dorian opened the door and spoke. 'First bullet from the horse hit the collarbone. This would break it and could incapacitate the arm but is not lethal. However then you opened the door and fired two shots dead center in the face.' 'This cowboy would be dead before he could even touch the car. What idiot tries to open a door when there are people shooting at you.' Sweet spoke with an evil grin. 'Only fools and cowboys.' The man added. 'Well at least none of my targets survived.' Landon said. 'This one would in a real fire fight. Also it was just damn luck to get that heartshot.' was the counter.
'This one is simple. The micro SMG hold more rounds, two can be used at the same time and is much faster.' Max stated. 'I agree Max, also the victory of the latest test is cleary for Cesar.' Geoff added.
Victory of midrange weapons is for the micro SMG of Carl Johnson.
'Let's see. Long range, Medium range. Special... That leaves us with close range.' Max said. 'What do you have for us?' Geoff asked. 'We bring a deadly weapon on close range that can crush a skull and destroy a face. The baseballbat. Good for teaching some punks manners.' Sweet said as he brought a wooden baseball bat to the hosts.
The baseball bat. A sport-item that turns a deadly weapon when in the wrong hands.
'This is the baseball bat. Good for both hitting a ball in a stadium and an opponent in the face. Made from alluminium, it is used to teach rival gangs a lesson and to take down rats.' Sweet smiled. 'one hit can break a bone and destroy a face.' the man added as he swung his bat against a stunt dummy. 'yes that weapon must hurt.' Max said. 'We know with what force a baseball bat can hit and it is enough to break bones with ease' The doctor interrupted. 'Well we have two targets for you. A pig carcass and a skull. You must hit both with one blow.' Geoff spoke. 'No problem dude.' Sweet said. 'If you break anything in the pig, the same blow will break bones in your body and the skull speaks for itself.' The host added.
'Go when ready.' Geoff yelled when everything was set up. Sweet first had to hit the pig and then turn to crush the skull. 'Yaahhh.' The man yelled as he swung his baseball bat at the pig. After one hit, Sweet turned around and walked towards the skull where he swung in a downward motion and hit the skull on the top of the head. 'You down and you down.' sweet yelled as he pointed the bat towards both cowboys. Altough the two experts kept a calm look, both had their hands on their revolvers.
'Let us see what you did here.' Dorian said as he cut open the pig. 'It looks here that you broke the spine of the pig.' The doctor commented. 'That means that any bodypart will be broken when hit by the baseball bat.' Geoff added. 'Now the skull.' Armand spoke as he took a good look at it. 'Yes the skull has been pushed in completely. That means that this one recieved a skull fracture and his brain would be turned to mush.' 'This one is a goner.' Max said as he poked into the skull.
'What is your answer to this?' Max asked as he showed the head to Jack and Landon. 'We bring in two weapons, the lasso and hunting knife.' Was the answer of Jack.
The lasso, a rope that will tie you up.
The hunting knife, not only good for skinning animals.
'Okay, two weapons. Tell me about them.' Geoff started. 'The lasso is used by cowbows to capture wild animals and tie them up. However they can also be used to hogtie humans or drag them across across town while the rider is on the horse.' Jack explained. 'Very well. Let us first start with the hogtie. You can hogtie me here, then we head outside and see how much damage it will do when you are dragging someone behind your horse.' Geoff said.
After everybody cleared space, Geoff moved around the room. 'I will be moving so try and catch me.' Geoff said. Jack was not in the least afraid. He swung the lasso around and suddenly threw it. The lasso caught the host and Jack pulled the man on the ground. He then continued to step in and bind the arms and legs of Geoff. 'Okay I am trapped and cannot move.' Geoff said as he tried to escape his prison. 'Now it is easy to slit your throat.' Jack said as he lifted the head of Geoff. 'Or leave the body with a stick of dynamite or the old train tracks.' Landon added. 'Now let us see how good you can drag a body around.' Geoff said after he got cut loose. 'Are you going to play dummie for this as well?' Max asked. 'hell no.' came the answer.
Outside, Jack stands ready on his horse to attack a stunt dummy with his lasso. He has to drag the dummy around for a short time to see if this is actual lethal or not.
'Go.' geoff yelled and Jack spurred his horse. He threw the lasso around the neck of his victim and dragged it over the ground on high speed untill Geoff gave the signal to stop. 'Let us first see if there is a hangmans fracture.' The doctor said. 'That means that the neck breaks when the lasso gets thrown over the neck. This kills the opponent before he could be dragged around.' Geoff explained. 'No, there is no fracture around the neck. This means that the opponent is alive when it gets dragged around.' The doctor said. 'now turning to the dragging itself. It leaves burnmarks and when this is done for a long time can induce death. However this target would be in incredible pain, burned all over but still alive.' The doctor said. 'Epic fail.' Sweet commented. 'That is why we have two.' Jack answered with a smile as he showed his knife.
Back in the fightclub, Jack explains the use of the knife.
'Okay, the hunting knife is meant to skin animals and cut meat. However it can also be used to kill a opponent, either by slitting the throat from behind or in direct combat.' Jack said. 'Well we have another pig carcass, show us what you can do.' Geoff invited.
'Go ahead when you are ready.' Geoff invited. Jack nodded and started cutting the meat, making deep slashed. He then impaled it with a thrust and nodded. 'That was a quick test.' Max said. 'You cut through the ribs, which is very great.' The doctor said as he poked in the pig. 'The stab is good but it is not deep enough to penetrate the heart.' the doctor continued. 'However he could hit the lungs, which is a game over in my book.' The medical expert finished.
'So baseball bat versus lasso and knife.' Geoff began as the three hosts stood together. 'The lasso and knife are a wicked combination' Max stated. 'Yes but even together it is risky and not a guaranteed kill. The baseball bat did much more damage.' Geoff gave his opinion. 'Hmm good point.' Max said.
The edge goes to the baseball bat of CJ.
With all the edges given. There is only one more chance for the experts to show off their warriors. That is with the X- factors. A special something that cannot be tested or compared but is equally important.
For Carl it is his love for the Grove Street Family.
'CJ Always put the family before himself. He managed to make Grove Street big and destroy the assholes who tried to ruin it. When fighting for Grove Street, he goes all out.' Sweet said.
For John the X-factor is an ability. His dead eye.
'Marston has been taught dead eye by the best. Me.' Landon grinned. 'With it, he can shoot fast and accuratly. It is also the main reason why he can fight the more modern weapons.'
Now before we see who would win in a duel to the death, let us first recap the weapons.
For Long range, it was a tie between the AK 47 and the Bolt action rifle.
'One is faster and has more ammo while the other is more accurate and can be used from horseback. Equally deadly is a tie in my book.' Max stated.
For medium range weapons, the micro SMG beat out the LeMat revolver.
'When you look at it, the SMg has more ammo and is much faster. this means more hits and kills.' Geoff explained.
In close range, the baseball bat beat the Lasso and Hunting Knife combination.
'It took two weapons and still was not always a kill while the bat was a kill everytime it hit.' The doctor said.
For special weapons, the dynamite blew away the molotov coctail.
'Just more explosive power to take out the opponent. also the dynamite can make a car into a bomb as well.' Max grinned.
Now let us see if the hosts have changed their opinions on the victor.
'I first thought that John would win this. But given that CJ has two edges and Marston only one, I have to give it to CJ.' Geoff explained. 'I first thought that CJ would win and to be honest.. I still think he will. He brings the more modern weapons and vehicles.' The doctor said.
'I have put all the data in the computer and because we are dealing with fire arms here, one lucky bullet can give the victory. That is why this is a squad on squad batte. Six gangsters versus a posse of six cowboys.' max said before he pushed the button on his laptop.
'So if I am correct, Ballas are going to make a deal with another gang to wipe us out. We must interrupt this deal and kill them.' CJ spoke to the man next to him. Both wore the green clothing of their gang and they were followed by another car that had four passengers in them. All members of Grove Street. The two cars drove through the desert, looking for the old cowboy town where the meeting was supposed to take place. Carl was grateful for his friend Woozie that the man intercepted conversation about this meeting and called Carl in about it. 'I hope we brought along enough guys.' CJ informed the other man in the car. 'Shit.. We do have enough weapons though.' He added. The other gangmember did nothing but listen.
Finally they arrived at the small town and the two cars stopped. 'Allright homies, there in that saloon, buisness is supposed to start.' Carl said as everybody had stepped out of the car. 'You three, check the other houses, you stay with the cars and warn me when people are coming.' Cj pointed to the four in the other car. 'You are coming with me in the saloon.' He said to the man who had ridden with him in the car.
As everybody spread out, CJ and the other member stepped into the empty saloon. 'Nothing here, let us check upstairs.' And the two went up the stairs to check above and find a good position.
John Hated the goverment and their little games. He hated them with all his heart. Now he had killed his former partners and friends, he was supposed to be allowed free and join his family on the farm to relax the rest of his days. But no. These agents found him again, now with another task. Some criminals were supposed to be on the loose and John was chosen to find and kill them. He hoped that the bounty would be decent at least. Now John Marston was riding with five other cowboys that were selected by Agent Edgar Ross. 'Okay guys, I am in charge here and you listen to me.' He yelled over the sound of the racing horses. 'I want to kill those bastards and get out of here.' He added. John did not know much about the other cowboys and had preferred to have some of his friends join him, even if it were Seth or Irish. At least he knew them.
As they arrived at the small town where the criminals were supposed to hang out, John saw two strange cars. He had seen cars before but these looked nothing like the ones he had seen. This was not a good start. he then heard yelling from the the balcony of the saloon and turned to see one black man holding a weapon, who was soon joined by a second. Thinking fast, the cowboy took his bolt action rifle and fired it. He then yelled: 'Spread out.'
'CJ Come. Hurry!' Carl suddenly heard yelling next to him. He stepped out the small bedroom and ran towards the balcony. There, his friend pointed downwards. 'Shit man.' Carl said as he saw six men on horses arrive. They looked like cowboys and CJ did not know what to think of them. The cowboy in the lead was now aiming a gun at the two and before Carl knew what was happening, his friend got hit in the face by a bullet. The man fell backwards without a sound. CJ opened fire With his AK and saw how the cowboys dispersed.
CJ: IIIII
JM: IIIIII
Two cowboys stopped in front of the saloon and ran inside, revolvers ready. A third saw how a gangbanger stepped out of a small house to see what was happening. The cowboy threw his lasso, which caught the neck of his opponent and dragged the black man around. 'That is my homy.' the Grove street member, who still was in the car, yelled. He stepped on the gas to rescue his friend and fired bullets from his micro while driving. The cowboy dropped from his horse and hit the ground. As the man stepped out of the car, he fired another few bullets to be sure and helped his friend escape the rope. 'Thank you dude.' The weakened gangbanger said as he was helped in the car. What neither of them saw however, was a cowboy who had gotten off his horse and now threw a stick of dynamite in the car before running off.
The two gangbangers saw the dynamite and tried to make a run for it. The drived was in time to escape the car before it blew up but a cardoor flew towards him in high speed and killed the man on impact.
CJ: III
JM: IIIIII
CJ ran towards the stairs to help his friends fight this cowboy gang. He had tried to phone Sweet but his cell was out of reach and he had no signal. 'Fuck Fuck.' He yelled to himself. As he reached the stairs, one of the cowboys was just heading up. Before the western man could respond, CJ fired his AK and filled this opponent with holes. The man tumbled down and CJ followed, his weapon ready. As he came down, another cowboy opened fire on him and Carl was just able to escape up the stairs. He was now trapped and could not get out. Unknown to the cowboy however, a big and heavy looking Grove Street member had just entered the saloon from a side door, hoping to help CJ. He saw how his leader was pinned down and sneaked up on the cowboy. Using his baseball bat, the man smacked the shoulder of the cowboy, who yelled in pain and then turned around. Another strike from the bat hit the cowboy in the face and knocked the man against the bar. The final blow was in the back of the head. 'Thanks dude.' CJ said as he joined his friend.
CJ: III
JM IIII
John had just climbed on a small house. This was not looking good. these men had not only strange cars but also odd weapons. Marston suspected that these were not ordinary criminals. Not that he could do anything about it and if he escaped alive, he knew that agent Ross would not give him any answers. No it was simple. Kills these men, return to Blackwater to recieve money and then the cowboy could return home to Abbygale. John took this moment to reload his rifle when he saw someone coming out of the house that he was in. All of these black men had green clothes so they did belong together in some sort of gang. Not bothering to continue to load, John took his LeMat revolver and fired it in the back of the man's head, who fell on his face and did not move anymore. The man had been running towards the saloon and John suspected that the leader was holding up there. He finished loading the rifle and jumped off the house to sneak towards the saloon.
CJ: II
JM: IIII
Cj was chasing one of the cowboys and fired his AK at the man. He ran out of ammo and the man used this moment to flee into one of the small buildings. 'You think you can escape me?' CJ yelled just before he threw a molotov coctail into the building. CJ heard the glas break and a man yelling. Seconds later, he saw how the burning man ran out of the building, only to collapse on the ground as he kept burning. Turning his gaze from this opponent, CJ hurried to his car, where he had extra clips for his AK. He quickly reloaded his weapon, when the man saw how one of the cowboys tried to escape on the horse. He fired it at the man, who fell from the horse one the ground. Still moving, CJ fired another few rounds until he was sure that the other man was really dead.
Suddenly Carl hurt a cry and knew that it was from one of his friends. he took the weapon and hurried as fast as he could towards the saloon.
CJ: II
JM: I
John slowly sneaked up on his opponent. He had entered the saloon from behind and had crept into the room without this man knowing. This opponent was a big guy who was holding a gun towards the doors of the saloon. clearly the man did not know who was behind him. When John was close enough, he grabbed the throat of this opponent and slashed it open with his hunting knife. The man yelled in shock and pain but this soon stopped as he dropped dead on the ground. John Marston turned to walk away when someone came bursting in the saloon. The leader of this brown skinned, green wearing gang. John moved to attack this opponent with his knife, only to be blocked by the gun. he then got pushed backwards and the two struggled to get control over the weapon. Marston was able to force his opponent to throw the weapon away. CJ had let go, knowing that the AK was useless now and had seen the baseball bat. He grabbed it and swung at the cowboy. The attack missed and a next attack only managed to get the hat from the head of the cowboy.
All his other weapons forgotten, CJ swung the bat around, forcing Marston in a corner. 'You motherfucker.' He yelled as he took another swing that hit the bar.
John had no way to escape now. Cursing that he had not more space to use it, he grabbed his LeMat revolver and went into dead eye. Everything slowed down and he aimed at both hands then fired. The bat still hit John on the shoulder as the gun went off. He yelled in pain as CJ did the same. The weapon had worked and the bat dropped on the ground as blood poored from his hands. 'Motherfuc....' Carl never managed to finish his curse as a bullet hit him in the chest and another one in the face. He dropped dead on the ground.
CJ:
JM: I
Some time later, John Marston entered the office of Edgar Ross in Blackwater. The first thing he saw where other black people in the office. These ones however wore purple instead of green. 'Ah Marston.' Edgar said with a smile. 'You are alive I see.' 'Yes.' Came the short answer. 'Can't say the same about the other guys you hired.' John added. 'aww too bad.' the agent said in a fake pity. 'Are they dead?' He asked. 'Yes.' Marston replied. 'Good. then our buisniss is done.' The agent said. 'What about my payment?' Marston asked. 'That I allow you to live on your nice little farm is payment enough I think.' Ross spoke. John rolled his eyes and opened the door. 'Maybe I visit you on your farm once. Will be interesting to see how such a criminal and murderer lives.' Edgar said. John turned around and spoke: 'If I never see you again, it will still be too soon.' Marston then slammed the door shut.
Winner: John Marston
'Marston won this match with 610 kills while CJ only managed to get 390 kills. Both warriors had the most kills with their fire arms, with John having slightly more kills with both. The difference were in special weapons where the dynamite was able to kill the opponent more then the Molotov coctail could.' Max explained.
Bolt Action Rifle: 220 AK-47: 170
LeMat revolver: 180 Micro SMG: 154
Lasso and knife: 8 Baseball Bat: 16
Dynamite: 202 Molotov Coctail: 50
Total: 610 Total: 390
'I knew we would win. Death eye is just too strong to beat, especially when facing amateurs.' Jack said.
'My homy CJ lost? Those cowboys just cheated with their special dead eye kung fu shit. Let them go back to broke back mountain.' An angry Sweet replied. 'But if they step into the hood, they are goners man.' He added.
Next week, we have a very special match and a deadliest warrior first. Not only did you get a chance to choose one of the fighers, but one of the warriors will be using mostly puppets in his fights.
The ninja and dead or alive tournament fighter Ryu Hayabusa from the Hayabusa clan will face akatsuki member and missing nin Sasori from the village hidden in the sands. Don't miss it. It will be a duel to the death.
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