It was a dark, cold, and quiet night in Shizukawa, Japan. A group of men gathered in an abandoned warehouse, far from any houses or buildings. They had similar goals, which they planned to achieve. Hidden from all, they had a secret.
"We are here to discuss our plan on aiding Antonov's invasion of Japan. All of you are leaders of your own Antonov support groups. Our nation will fall if our current leaders plan on using what little natural resources we have left. If we aid Antonov's plan to take over other nation's resources, we might be given a chance in living in his proposed utopia!"
One of the men explained. The others nodded their heads in agreement.
"We will provide important information about military bases, police stations, shelters, and most importantly, storage sites for oil, coal, natural gas, metals, and others. We have other supporters who will aid us. It's important that we tell others carefully about our goals, as the government could have undercover agents."
Another man said. As he finished, he walked over to a shipping container.
He proceeded to take out a box from the shipping container. He opened it, and it revealed a handful of firearms, grenades, and body armor. It also had walkie-talkies, false identifications, and med kits.
"Antonov's allies sent us this care package with supplies we will need. Only use them as a last resort. I will brief you as to the next course of action."
The man said.
Bleed, Lead, Wound, and Bullet, the members of the Young Killers gang passed the time in an apartment, counting the money they had made from stealing. They broke into parked cars, stealing whatever was inside them.
"Yo these people really leave their cash in their locked cars! They have to be stupid if they think no one can just break into them. Hiro's missing out!"
Said Lead as he counted the cash.
"In one day, we made over 90,000 yen! I just discovered my new hobby!"
Said Bullet while laughing.
Suddenly, the door of the apartment they were in was smashed in by a strong force. The gang members were left staggered. A masked man entered the room without hesitation. He wore a hoodie while wearing a metallic mask with two holes for eyes. His eyes glowed in the dimly lit room.
"Who the fuck are you?! How'd you know we're in here?!"
Said Lead shouting.
Bleed stood up from his chair without a worry.
"If you want money, you're gonna have to kill us first. That edgy-looking ass mask ain't scare anyone."
Said Bleed in complete calmness.
"I'm here to give you a proposal. I know who all of you are."
The masked man pulled a gun out of his pocket.
The gang members had fearful faces as they saw him pull it out.
"A man named Aleksander Antonov is planning in invading this sorry piece of land and creating a utopia where we can all live self-sufficiently."
The masked man said
"What's that have to do with us?! Are you with another gang?!"
Wound shouted at the man.
"I'm no gang member. I sympathize with Antonov's desire to create a unified state where we all share what little natural resources the Earth has left. I wish for your help in organizing a group of strong individuals who are willing to help make this unified state."
The masked man put the gun in Bleed's hand.
"We will arm you and your associates in order to enforce what needs to be enforced. As long as you all want to cooperate."
As the masked man finished, he walked towards the entrance and retrieved a box full of weapons, armor, grenades, and walkie-talkies. He then put the supplies in front of Bleed.
"You think you can just come in here and tell us what to do? This is not enough to get us on your side. Plus, we don't really care about politics or your little movement."
Said Bleed.
"We will provide compensation. Plus, we have knowledge of all your hideouts and crimes, so we can get you all arrested. I rather say, you don't have a choice."
The masked man responded.
The Young Killer gang members all looked annoyed by his response. They weren't the type to be bossed around or controlled by anybody, even less from a mere stranger. But at the same time, they knew that having weapons and receiving money would be beneficial for them.
"We'll help with whatever y'all need, just don't get on our way. We're only doing this because it benefits us. Don't get the wrong impression from this."
Bleed said.
"Good. We'll be communicating through those walkie-talkies I gave you. We can't have the government tracking our plans. I believe that we will be saved by Antonov, so helping us will grant you entry to his utopia!"
The masked man said in pride.
After, the masked man walked out of the apartment. He entered a car that was waiting for him outside, and fled. Bleed and the others were still processing what had happened, but knew that they now had weapons to use against any rival gangs. They didn't care about no politics or invasion, but they would do anything for any type of advantage against others.
Bleed brandished one of the guns that the masked man gave him.
"At least breaking into cars isn't gonna be the only fun thing in our list."