Survival

Meth dealers are aggressive and unpredictable, especially when you arrive on their turf unannounced, and that turf just happens to be a junkyard out in the Senora Desert with no witnesses for miles around. Be prepared for multiple ambushes that escalate in severity with each wave of attack.

When you're on the run from the Lost, it's probably a good idea to avoid trapping yourself at the end of a pier. But, hindsight is a wonderful thing; for now, all you can do is hope to survive long enough to learn the lesson. Be prepared for multiple ambushes that escalate in severity with each wave of attack.

So, you rocked up uninvited to a secluded farmhouse in the middle of Blaine County. What did you think was going to happen?

When your plane goes down in the backwoods of rural San Andreas, you need to address the basics to survive. Food and water. Shelter before nightfall. And a lot of guns before the the kill squad on your tail catches up with you...

When Glass Heroes got their latest shipment of 60s carburetors, they expected scalpers, but not wave after wave of heavily armed fanatics shooting their way to the front of the line. It's amazing what classic car enthusiasts will go through for some original oiled wrapping.

Welcome to the neighborhood. If you can survive here, it'll make everywhere else look like a playground...

A heavily guarded industrial plant out in the middle of nowhere? Clearly they're manufacturing more than just cement here, and don't take kindly to surprise guests. Be prepared for multiple ambushes that escalate in severity with each wave of attack.

At last, let your art history degree shine bright. During a skirmish in the museum gardens, you can impress your teammates with witty quips on the inherent violence of structural norms while you empty a semi-auto into the other guy's face. They'll love it.

Freedom of speech is dead as the cops crack down on Legion Square protesters. Battle the police on foot, in SUVs, and eventually in Buzzard helicopters. And remember that the real bad guys are the bankers looking down on the action from their office windows.

When the Maibatsu Corporation came to America, they had certain expectations. And now, with waves of trigger-happy psychopaths descending on their warehouse, those expectations have been well and truly met.

Either the cops are finally planning on arresting some bankers, or they're in desperate need of donut money. Stop a run on the Maze Bank, as police arrive on foot, in SUVs and later, attack helicopters.

As a good lawyer will tell you, your motives for sneaking into a meth lab on the shores of the Alamo Sea cannot be established beyond reasonable doubt. And they'll also tell you to expect a whole lot of pushback...

Question: what's the only situation with a lower life expectancy than an imminent nuclear strike? Answer: sneaking into the missile silo, digging in, screaming HOOAH ASSHOLES, and starting the clock.

What's going on at the oil derricks in El Burro Heights? Why are there so many private security guards patrolling it around the clock? Whatever it is, they're not about to let anybody just walk in there and find out. Be prepared for multiple ambushes that escalate in severity with each wave of attack.

Enforcing health and safety regulations is something the Bureau of Despoliation Management takes very seriously. Up to and including calling Merryweather to give workshops on proactive compliance... Sure sounds like a challenge...

What happens when you stumble across a group of corrupt cops up to no good in El Burro Heights? You're about to find out, and it's nothing nice. Be prepared for multiple ambushes that escalate in severity with each wave of attack.

The meth gangs of Blaine County aren't famed for their hospitality or tolerance of strangers, especially rival crews, so expect a Sandy Shores welcome to remember. Be prepared for multiple ambushes that escalate in severity with each wave of attack.

How many paranoid, psychopathic hillbillies does it take to guard a meth lab at a sawmill? A lot more than you'd bargained for. Be prepared for multiple ambushes that escalate in severity with each wave of attack.

After discharging your nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-ninth bullet, have you ever stopped, lowered your minigun, and asked yourself, "Am I exactly where I need to be in life?" Well, La Puerta Scrapyard is where all the other trash comes to die. Does that answer the question?

Over the years, The Lost MC have learned to be very wary of heavily armed visitors. Don't say you weren't warned...

Sure, underpasses can be disconcerting. But this is Vagos turf, so junkies shooting up and getting off are the least of your problems. Buckle up.

If you're looking for all the terrifying excitement of a Los Santos gang war, but you want it classier, more refined, more European - the Vespucci Canals are the destination for you. The most romantic rampage you'll go on today.

Welcome to one square mile of high fences, barbed wire, juiced up marines and heavy ordinance. If you want to make your continued existence something to really boast about, this is your chance.

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