The Matanzas Liberation Army (MLA) was a relatively new creation. It was the heir of the Colored Army, which since 1947 had fought for Blacks rights. However since this year, the CA was no longer necessary since it seemed Black liberation was likely. So the freedom fighters all hopped on a new band wagon. The leader of the MLA was Travis Marqui. Marqui was Rastafarian like most blacks in Matanzas. His hatred for the white was deep, however his love of money ran deeper than that hate.
Every organization he had been involved with in the past ten years wound up becoming very little more than drug cartels. His main focus for the MLA however, was to actually liberate Matanzas and impose himself as dictator. He had recently gotten a message from one of his Firm contacts, saying that soon he would be receiving weapons from the Piazzi family. The Piazzi's were mafioso's from Potenza. Which was a whole ocean away. However, today was the day one of their representatives was going to show up to meet them. Marqui had no idea what to expect, other then a white man. He hoped there would be samples with the white man, however it would be hard to bring any rich mafia cars this far into the brush. The MLA guerrilla camp was nothing to fuck with thats for sure.
Every organization he had been involved with in the past ten years wound up becoming very little more than drug cartels. His main focus for the MLA however, was to actually liberate Matanzas and impose himself as dictator. He had recently gotten a message from one of his Firm contacts, saying that soon he would be receiving weapons from the Piazzi family. The Piazzi's were mafioso's from Potenza. Which was a whole ocean away. However, today was the day one of their representatives was going to show up to meet them. Marqui had no idea what to expect, other then a white man. He hoped there would be samples with the white man, however it would be hard to bring any rich mafia cars this far into the brush. The MLA guerrilla camp was nothing to fuck with thats for sure.