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In the criminal world, there are some who are burdened with dirty deeds in order to reach ends meet and these two are experts in their craft. They're Fixers who help keep the criminal underworld running but when you put them against each other, blood will be shed! Jordi ChinThe Chicago fixer working with Aiden Pearce whose brutal efficiency and calm demeanor make him an unsuspecting foe! Mike EhrmantrautThe ex-beat cop who finds himself under the employment of Gustavo Fring and later Walter White as a hitman! When these two meet on the streets and apply their knowledge and brutality against each other, only one will be... THE DEADLIEST WARRIOR!

The Warriors

Mike Ehrmantraut


Michael "Mike" Ehrmantraut was a former Philadelphia police officer who worked as the Head of Corporate Security at Los Pollos Hermanos, hit man, consigliere, and enforcer in Gustavo Fring's crystal meth operation. On occasion, he served Saul Goodman as a private investigator, cleaner, and fixer. Prior to his involvement in Gus's operation, Mike worked as parking ticket booth operator at a local courthouse, where he met Saul, then known as Jimmy McGill.

As a former beat cop and true professional, he maintained an extensive, up-to-date knowledge of forensic evidence, surveillance equipment, and police procedure. Mike was also well trained and cool in all types of combat situations, once using science and long strategy to take down a large number of hostiles sans fuss. A rough and rocky relationship between Jesse Pinkman and Mike began, and although initially being frustrated at being assigned to Jesse by Gus, he learned to like him after Jesse begins to show potential. However, Mike did not like Walt in the least, considering him to be selfish, arrogant, and egotistical. 

He later becomes a reluctant partner in Walt and Jesse's meth operation, still despising Walt and feeling depression over Jesse's choices. Mike is a calm and calculating individual who efficiently performed his duties for Gus, using his extensive knowledge to do so without detection. Like Walt, Mike is a family man who enjoys an affectionate relationship with his granddaughter. He had an offshore account for $2 million held in his granddaughter's name, set up by Gustavo Fring, with no activity in the account.

Jordi Chin

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Jordi Chin is an assassin and "fixer" in the 2014 video game WATCH_DOGS. He is hired by Aiden Pearce to assist him in finding Maurice Vega, the man who attempted to kill Aiden but ended up killing his niece instead. Jordi gets Aiden out of trouble when a Viceroy pulls a gun on him in a baseball field basement but the gang member is stabbed by him in the chest and the whole thing is set up as a gang fight and not an attempted kidnapping. Jordi calls the police so they can investigate the scene as an action of gang violence and nothing more. Jordi and Pearce escape the stadium without being caught.

Chin helps Pearce get jobs like a case where he needs to pick up a hired thief that ends up being killed by the boss of the Chicago South Club Dermot "Lucky" Quinn. Various other incidents occur like when a survivor of the stadium incident needs to be silenced and Pearce is needed to breaking into prison. He also helps Pearce get info from Delford "Iraq" Wade's server room by sniping his men and escaping without much trouble.

By the end of the game though Jordi betrays Aiden by attempting to kill him in his final showdown with Damien Brenks at a lighthouse. But Pearce manages to hack the lighthouse, push Chin off the railing, and shoot Brenks. Chin survives the ordeal and lets Aiden decide whether or not he should kill Maurice.

*Although Jordi isn't seen with most of this weaponry it's safe to assume he would have access to it or have used it in his time as a Fixer.


Mike Ehrmantraut

  • Shovel

Metal Head

Useful for Swinging

Medium Weight

Blunt Damage

  • Heckler & Koch Mark 23

Capacity: 12 Rounds

Range: 50 Meters

Caliber: .45 ACP

Weight: 5 Pounds

Muzzle Velocity: 850 F/S


  • Taurus Model 85

Capacity: 5 Rounds

Caliber: .38 Special

Weight: 1.31 Pounds

Single Action/Double Action

  • Mossberg 500

Capacity: 6 Rounds

Range: 40 Meters

Caliber: 12 Gauge Shells

Weight: 5.5 Pounds

Muzzle Velocity: 403 M/S

Pump Action

  • AK-47

Capacity: 30 Rounds

Range: 300-400 Meters

Caliber: 7.62x39mm M43/M67

Rate of Fire: 600 RPM

Weight: 9.5 Pounds

  • M40A1

Capacity: 5 Rounds

Caliber: 7.62x51mm NATO

Range: 800 Meters

Weight: 15 Pounds

Rate of Fire: 6 RPM

Bolt Action

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Shovel 2.jpg|Shovel

Heckler and Koch Mark 23.jpg|Heckler & Koch Mark 23

TaurusModel85.jpg|Taurus Model 85

Mossy.jpg|Mossberg 500

Red Hood AK-47.jpg|AK-47


Jordi Chin

  • Double-Edged Knife

Blade Length:~6 Inches


  • Beretta Px4 Storm

Capacity: 10 Rounds

Caliber: 9x19 Parabellum Rounds

Range: 50 Meters

Weight: ~30 oz.

Muzzle Velocity: 360 M/S

  • Mateba Model 6 Unica

Capacity: 6 Rounds

Caliber: .357 Magnum

Weight: 2.96 Pounds


  • Benelli M4

Capacity: 8 Rounds

Range: 50 Meters

Caliber: 12 Gauge Shells

Weight: 8.42 Pounds


  • Heckler & Koch HK416

Capacity: 30 Rounds

Caliber: 5.56x39mm NATO

Range: 600 Meters

Weight: 6.66 Pounds

Rate of Fire: 700-900 RPM

  • Dragunov SVD

Capacity: 10 Rounds

Caliber: 7.62x54mmR

Range: 800 Meters

Weight: 10 Pounds

Rate of Fire: 3-30 RPM



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300px-Fs-dagger.jpg|Double-Edged Knife

Px4 Storm.jpg|Beretta PX4 Storm

Mateba Revolver.jpg|Mateba Model 6 Unica

Benelli M4.jpeg|Benelli M4

Hk416-2.jpg|Heckler & Koch HK416

Svd 1 russian.jpg|Dragunov SVD


X-Factors Jordi Chin Mike Ehrmantraut
Training 60 80
Combat Experience 85 88
Physical Health 85 80
Stealth 85 87
Marksmanship 87 86
Hand-to-Hand 88 84
Brutality 87 80


Mike gets the edge as it's been stated that he's a former police officer and sniper during the Vietnam War, but also that he has extensive knowledge of espionage, meaning he likely worked in intelligence as well. Jordi likely had someone teach him what he knows, but as of now nothing much is known about his past.

Edge: Mike Ehrmantraut

Again, Mike gets the edge as he has been around for a very long time, with his previous experience as a cop and a sniper, he has also engaged with The Juárez Cartel and has experience as a bodyguard. Jordi on the other hand has certainly had experience in Chicago and the various other places he has operated but lacks the range of experience that Mike has.

Edge: Mike Ehrmantraut

For a man in his 60's, Mike is in great shape. He's been shown to move around quite well but compared to a physically capable, younger opponent like Jordi, Mike's downfall comes in his age.

Edge: Jordi Chin

Mike and Jordi have both been shown to sneak around, strangling, shooting, and stabbing people when they least expect it. However, Mike gets the edge as he has been shown to take down larger groups of guys by himself without raising any suspicion on top of being armed with a silenced pistol whereas Jordi lacks such a benefit with his pistol nor has had any particular moment where he's shown similar skill. However, we'll see if he can use his silenced sniper just as effectively as Mike can use his own silenced weapon.

Edge: Mike Ehrmantraut

As mentioned, Mike is a former sniper, but he hasn't had much of an opportunity to show such skills. Jordi hasn't either, but throughout the story, his marksmanship skills are shown more prominently when he provided sniper support for Aiden. Either way, Jordi gets the edge by a hair.

Edge: Jordi Chin

Jordi gets the edge in part due to his age and knife-fighting skills. Mike has been shown to be an effective fighter, but he mainly relies on strength over precision in the end. This may prove to be effective for a while, but only time will tell how effective after a long, drawn-out fight.

Edge: Jordi Chin

Mike kills if it serves the agenda he's a part of. On the other hand, Jordi does the same but is generally more casual about the act of killing and maintains an air of professionalism in the end. Mike is more jaded towards killing but will very much do it if Jordi serves to be a threat towards him.

Edge: Jordi Chin

Weapons Edges

Jordi's knife gets the edge as it's a more concealable, versatile weapon meant to serve the purpose of being a weapon while the shovel is heavy, improvised, and cumbersome. Jordi simply has more options with the knife in spite of its shorter range.

Edge: Jordi Chin

The HK Mark 23 gets the edge for its superior caliber, suppressor, and magazine size. While it is heavier, these advantages outweigh the cons as it provides Mike more options for attack while the Beretta doesn't have such versatility.

Edge: Mike Ehrmantraut

I'll actually have to call this even. The Taurus is lighter and has a shorter barrel, so it'll be easier for Mike to unholster it and fire shots rapidly, but it has a smaller caliber and holds one less bullet than the Mateba. On the other hand, the Mateba is semi-auto with six .357 shots but is way heavier and more cumbersome.

Edge: Even

The Benelli gets the edge for its larger capacity and semi-automatic feature, allowing Jordi to fire downrange longer compared to Mike.

Edge: Jordi Chin

Jordi gets the edge as the HK416 is a sleeker, more modern design with a faster rate of fire and longer range. The AK may be robust, but its simply an older design that doesn't beat the advanced nature of the HK416.

Edge: Jordi Chin

Jordi gets the edge again, as the Dragunov is lighter, holds more bullets, and is suppressed. Mike used a similar rifle in Vietnam, but it's simply outclassed.

Edge: Jordi Chin


  • Voting will conclude on October 1, 2019.
  • The battle will take place after the events Breaking Bad (in a world where Mike lives *sadface*) and after the events of Watch Dogs. It will also take place on neutral territory.
  • Votes that are poor, lack good spelling, are one sentence, one worded, or are just crap will not count.


El Paso, Texas

"Hey man, let's talk about this! Please! You're fucking with some important people! You kill me, they'll cut your fingers off and gouge your eyeballs out!" A blindfolded man laid in the open trunk of a 2003 Toyota Corolla, hands bound by the zip ties that he felt cling on and cut the circulation to his palms. He tried to wriggle his way out of those and the ones that were wrapped around his ankles, but to no avail. He tried screaming for help, but it seems no one has heard the pleas for his life outside of the tight space he and his captor were in.

"Yeah, don't worry about me. I would worry more about yourself right now." A faceless voice told the kidnapping victim, as the muted claps of his rubber gloves hit the air every other second. He loads his pistol, pulling the slide to make sure a round is in the chamber.

"Please! I've got money! I don't even work with those other guys anymore! You don't need to do this!" The victim knew his time was coming up, as a hustler he knew this type of stuff would happen at some point, but that didn't make it any easier. He begged and begged more rapidly, a mile a minute.

The kidnapper just began tuning it all out.

"It's not that I don't have to, but it's just business." The man pulls the trigger, putting an end to the pleas by his victim as the garage the car was parked in began to smell like gunsmoke and brain matter. The killer opens the garage door, walking down to the alley to the next street over. He pulls out a cell phone and calls the only number on the contact list. A faint hum is heard before a female voice answers it.

"It's done." He says as he breaks the phone in half, throwing one piece into a nearby storm drain and another in a garbage can a homeless man was using to rest his head as he dozed off on whatever cocktail of substances he was under the influence of.

And with that, Jordi Chin disappeared into the El Paso night.

Somewhere in Mexico

"Now Wendell, don't be selfish. Let the others get a few bites in." The white bird affectionately named Wendell had a hunger for control over others that reminded the man of an old business associate of his.

The bald old man stood in the middle of a gang of chickens, pecking the ground for food, gated off from the rest of the vast Mexican desert that covered all that the eye could see in the faint dawn glow. He spoke in a rough American accent, not local to this land as he gave palmfuls of feed to the birds below from a brown paper bag. He stood in a robe, covering the scars on his torso of his emergency surgery.

Then a woman came from the big mansion the chicken coop stood in the shadow of, approaching the gate and getting the man's attention.

"Señor Sanchez would like a word with you, Señor Mike." The woman said courteously.

"Thank you Mrs. Arroyo. I'll see you boys later. Play safe." Mike Ehrmantraut leaves the chickens to their breakfast and approaches the large house. Passing through the halls to the stairs, he reaches the office of Alejandro Sanchez, the owner of El Mundo Delivery & Cargo Services, who ran goods across the border and all over the Americas. Sanchez's office was full of spoils from his career, portraits of him and his family, pictures with various military and political officials, and stacks of books. The biggest picture was a painting of his brother however, suspected drug lord Leandro Sanchez, who has been accused of using El Mundo as a front for his drug ventures.

"Mike, good morning! How are you?" The energetic man welcomed Mike as if he had seen him the first time in months, the light sweat on his brow and dusting of powder on his desk showing the evidence of what he was doing before.

"Just fine Alejandro, I was told you needed me." Mike wonders what Sanchez is about to say. This isn't the only time he's seen him worked up like this, pretty mild in comparison to the nights where he'd celebrate with his associates. Some of them definitely recognized Mike from his time at Los Pollos, but they seemed to not say much. Others were curious about the old gringo who kept to himself but he didn't do anything to bother anyone so he went unnoticed.

"Mike, how are you at guarding cargo? Trucks, planes, trains, anything."

Mike knew where this was going. "I'm sorry Alejandro, but I can't do that. I'm done, I'm out." He's reminded of Albuquerque, he was out but Walt had to keep him in. That is until Walt shot and left him at a riverside, bleeding out until he heard the mutters of some men speaking Spanish.

"It's not like you can go much farther than the gates of this villa. We're a long way from the nearest town and the moment someone calls the police saying a bald old gringo is around, they will be on your scent like flies on horse shit. Look, consider it payment for allowing you to use this place as a safe haven. You're just lucky my men were on the Rio Grande that day and scooped you up. Without me, you'd be dead Mike. Or, you'd be locked away like your business partner. So, which is it?"

Mike pondered, he knew he was screwed either way but can he do this last job before finally getting the freedom he's been clawing for almost a year now.

Sanchez read his face like a book, knowing he's got Mike where he wants him. "We have a shipment in El Paso, ready to cross the border tomorrow night. What's in it doesn't matter. You help guard it and you're a free man, cut and dry."

"Why do you need me? Mike asks.

Sanchez pulls out a binder from his desk with the cover on it a Blume Corporation logo on it. It is filled to the brim with pictures of an Asian man. Mugshots, crime scenes, notes by Chicago and San Franciscan police on his modus operandi, the whole nine yards.

"We don't know who he works for, but he's after our cargo. He's killed dozens of my men and stolen millions from us. You do this, we can get you anywhere you desire."

Mike sifts through the binder, carrying it out as he begins to study his final target...


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