Grand Theft Auto: Newburg

Newburg is one of the largest cities in the state of San Andreas. Here, crime is rampant, whether it be gang violence, white collar crimes, drug trades, human trafficking... hell, anything! The city is a dark and cold place where dreams and people come to die.

Date: November 23, 1996

Location: NPD D.R.E. office, Newburg, San Andreas

Officer Donald Remus is a respected police officer. After serving his country in Vietnam, he returned back to his home city, Newburg, San Andreas. Despite being 54, Remus found work in the Newburg Police Department (NPD), specifically the D.R.E. (Drug Response Enforcement) division.

"Are you ready to go, old man?" asked Officer Madison Lowery, a young policewoman with large curly hair. "Kid, give me about a minute. I just poured my coffee, " Remus said. "Hurry the hell up then, me and Pulaski have been waiting for you," she huffed. "Oh shut the hell up, yall been waiting for 2 minutes, calm down," Remus retorted, "Both of you, calm down. we have bigger shit to worry about, " says Officer Darren Ward, an old and fat policeman, as he walks into the kitchen. Ward created the D.R.E. in an attempt to get rid of the city's drug problem. "What the hell are we doing anyways, Ward?" Remus asked. "Operation O.P.E.R.A., Remus," said Ward. "What the hell does Opera stand for?" Asked Officer Wade Pulaski, a tall and muscular policeman,as he walked into the kitchen.

"Operation to

Prevent and

Eliminate Drug

Related

Activities

basically, we are going to set up trap drug deals and capture the drug dealers"

Ward said. "Ight, I done got my coffee in my thermos, let's get movin'" Remus said while scratching his thick beard. "Alright, Lowery and Pulaski take the car, me and Remus, and I will take the SUV," Ward ordered.

Away from the police department and in a worn down apartment, another set of individuals are prepping for...exchange of goods. "JOHN GURL, HURRY UP!" yelled a man. Jeremiah Hues, a young man with fluffy hair and a beanie, and John Slater, an African-Canadian man with dreadlocks, are two drug mules for a gang known as the Tarrent. "Ohhh, just wait now," said Slater. The two men were from a small town in Canada, and they moved to Newburg in order to get in the shady black market for drugs. "Ohhh ight, this here is jus good," Slater says, looking at the deal they were about to make. "Hopefully, this will help us, we are behind on rent again," Jeremiah said. "Trust me, bud, this will give us more money than we could ask for...I could finally go to a strip club. "Ain't no one gonna give you a lap dance, you boney as hell, it'll be like grinding on a coat rack," Jeremiah laughed. "Ohhh, don't go that route with me, micro-dick." Slater retorted, "IT WAS COLD BRO, I keep telling you that." "Yeah yeah, whatever you say." The two men were prepared and waiting for the buyers to arrive.

In the police car with Remus and Ward

"What exactly are we boutta do, sir?" Remus asked Ward, "we are about to catch two druggies with their pants down, " Ward said. "WHAT, OH HELL NAW, that's terrible," Remus cringed. "Not really with their pants down, Remus, why...why are you old?" Ward said while holding the bridge of his nose. Suddenly, the radio in the car went off, "Officer Ward, Pulaski, and I are in position, over," said Officer Lowery on the other end. "Remus, this is your mission, I want you to go with those two fuckers. Stand outside and keep watch, " Ward said. "Ight doesn't sound to bad," Remus said, looking at Ward. Ward turns to look at Remus with an uncertain smile. "Yeah, totally, get your ass moving now."

Mission: Follow Lowery and Pulaski.

Remus got out of the SUV and joined Pulaski and Lowery. "Ok, old man, just hide, and Pulaski and I will handle this," Officer Lowery says as she gets ready to knock on the door." Remus heads to the front of the apartment, out of sight.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!* "Ohhh, okie now, they're here," Slater says, looking at Jeremiah. "Wait, I'll deal this," Jeremiah says. "What? now hol on now, " Slater said. *KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!* "Shit, alright, you make this deal," Slater says as he walks into the other room. "John!" Jeremiah quietly yelled, "If you hear any shots fired, just run." Slater looked at Jeremiah before the door was busted down. "NEWBURG POLICE, YOU MOVE YOU DIE!!" Yelled officer Lowery. Slater quickly ducked into the corridor of the other room "Shit". "What do we have here, Officer Pulaski?" asked Officer Lowery smugly. "A scared drug dealing hoodlum, Officer Lowery," said Pulaski. "Shit Shit Shiiit" Slater was freaking out. "Who else is here with you?" asked Lowery. "No one, Officer," Jeremiah said, shaking. "And why don't I believe that, bitch" Lowery said as she stepped closer to Jeremiah. "Trust me, there is no one else here," Jeremiah hastily said. "PUTAIN, COURS JUSTE FRÉRE," Jeremiah yelled. Pulaski flinched. "WHAT, Mother f-" *BANG!!!* The room fell silent. John's blood ran cold as he heard what sounded like a gunshot. Jeremiah falls to the ground in pain, "My shot, mother fuckerrrr," Lowery said smugly. Lowery ended up shooting Jeremiah in the shoulder.

Outside, Remus heard the gunshot he decided to radio Lowery. "Officer Lowery, what was that?" Remus asked. "Nothing, Remus, just stay outside and keep watch," Lowery said back.

Inside the apartment, John sees an exit and quietly runs out the door. Once outside, John runs through the lawn and runs into Remus. After the two collided, Remus looked at Slater. "Hey, get yo ass on the ground," Remus said, reaching for his gun. Slater looked at Remus for a second and started running fast through the alleyway. Remus begins to pursue Slater, "Officer Remus, I am chasing one of the dealers at the moment," Remus said into his radio.

"Officer Remus, I am chasing one of the dealers at the moment." Lowery's radio said. Officer Lowery looked at Pulaski and back at Jeremiah on the floor. "I thought you said you were all alone, you lying son of a bitch!" Lowery yelled as she kicked Jeremiah. Officer Ward walks into the apartment and sees Jeremiah on the floor covered in blood gushing from his shoulder. "What the hell happened here, I wanted a criminal, not ground chuck," Ward says as he looks over Jeremiah. "You two head back to the station, I got it from here," Ward says to Lowery and Pulaski. The two officers looked at each other and started for the door, Lowery turned around and asked, "What about Remus? Should we go search for him or..." "Remus? shit, he is a lone cop in downtown Newburg. He'll be dead before the sun comes up. Lowery turned around and got in the car and drove off. Ward looks at Jeremiah, "Let's get you patched up, kid," Ward said. Ward sat Jeremiah down and cleaned up his wound while putting a bandage wrap on it. "What are you doing selling drugs, boy?" Ward asked Jeremiah. "Me and my friend just need the money," Jeremiah told Ward. "Fair enough reason, is this yalls money?" Ward asked as he pointed at a jar of money. "Yeah, we are trying to survive out here, you know," Jeremiah told Ward. "Oh, I understand. What's your name, son?" Ward asked, "Jeremiah Hues."Well, Jeremiah, let's get you going," Ward says as he guides Jeremiah to the door. Ward stopped and put a cuff on Jeremiah's hand. Ward then attached the other cuff to a pole. "What are you doing?" Jeremiah asked. Ward walked back to the table and grabbed the jar of money, "Son, you drug dealers are the bottom barrel of criminals. Also I need a drink tonight so I'm going to need this money here." Ward said. "WHAT, that's our rent money," Jeremiah yelled. "This? haha, this is drug money, son. " Ward laughed as he lit up a cigarette. "So, just sit here and warm up, son, you look...burned out," Ward says as he tossed his cigarette into a pile of sheets next to Jeremiah, causing them to catch in fire. Ward left the apartment and headed to the police station. Soon the apartment went up in flames.

"HEY, STOP, DRUGGIE!" Remus yelled as he chased Slater through alleyways. "Shit, just gotta keep up with him," Remus said mentally. The two made a sharp turn into another alley that had a bag on top of a garbage can. Slater ran into the trash can causing the large plastic bag to be knocked into a steep drop-off heading to the freeway. The bag was then hit by a semi truck, the bag exploded as white powder spread around the truck.

In the truck, "Yo Mike, you see that, we just hit a bag," said the passenger in the truck. "That bag must've been full of flour," said the  truck driver. "Hol on Mike, I feel funny," the passenger said. "WHOOO I feel fucking energized like a mother fucking mother fucker, YEAHHH!!!" The driver said. The truck started to accelerate as the two men felt energized.

Soon, Remus caught up with slater, "*pant pant*, Ok son jus, WHEEZE, give me a moment." Slater looked at Remus, seeing a purple Dodge Charger pulling behind pull up behind him. Remus heard the car and turned to see it. Soon, 3 gang members stepped out of the car with purple masks on. The gangsters held their guns at Remus and Slater. Soon, an African-American man with thick dreadlocks stepped out of the driver door and approached the 2 men. "You stupid mother fucking mother fuckers, yall done wasted $200k worth of cocaine!" Yelled the man. "Ok, and who the hell are you?" asked Remus. "My name is the FUCKING KING, thats all you need to know" yelled the man. "Ok, Mr. King, I'm officer Donald Remus, and I am with the Newburg Police Department. Im going to need yall to drop yo weapons." Remus explained," the man singled for the gangsters to knock out the two. The gangsters knocked the two out with the butts of their guns. "Good, now get them in the car, Ima teach em a lesson." The gangsters loaded the unconscious men into the car and drove away.

Mission Passed!

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