Die Hard Trilogy 2: Viva Las Vegas - Plot

Plot

John McClane is living in an apartment in New York until he receives a phone call from Kenny Sinclair, his best friend in the New York Police Department to come to Las Vegas. Kenny was appointed as the new warden of the Mesa Grande Prison and is throwing a party in his honor. McClane accepts the invitation. At the party, McClane gets into a brief conversation about a prisoner named Klaus Van Haug, and meets Reese Hoffman, the owner of the Roaring 20's Casino, and his secretary Elena Goshkin. But however, during the party Von Haug got out of his cell and freed every inmate there which meant it was up to McClane to annihilate bloodthirsty terrorist thugs again.

McClane successfully takes out the terrorists in true Die Hard form, fights his way back to the party, and before any innocents are harmed, finish out the last of them. He finds out from one of the party members that some more terrorists have taken hostages in a bus elsewhere. McClane follows them in a vehicle to the desert, fights off other bad drivers and catches up to the bus which has flipped over. He fights off terrorists some more and rescues the hostages. Von Haug's fate is not revealed.

As the game progressed, it is later revealed that Kenny, Reese, and Elena are all in on the terrorist plot in their attempt to control Las Vegas. McClane dispatches them all, with Kenny being saved for last.

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