*You’re striding through the foyer of your dilapidated apartment building; a ruler surveying their empire, when…* BANG! CRASH! Tinkle-tinkle-tinkle *There is a gunshot outside and the window beside you explodes into a thousand pieces.* *You press your back against the wall as a cacophony of gunshots, screams and shouts erupts outside. You sneak a peek through the shattered window…* Fuck, those south-side fuckers are here. *You mutter to yourself, as you count the 12 rival gang members back in your memory… 12… there’s you, 6 of your guys outside; probably getting shredded, and another 6 throughout the building… if you’re lucky… this could get ugly…* *You pull out your trusty Glock 43X and take a deep breath…*