04-06-2020, 11:51 AM
Berlin News Service
Breaking News: Major arrests underway
Breaking News: Major arrests underway
"We've just received reports of arrests to be taken underway, we're out here in the urban apartment complex within the outskirts of the capital continent observing a large Military force here to arrest the Direktor of the BDM on reasons of treason under the new Military laws... As you can see the Military are not taking any chances with this as he's classed as a dangerous individual. I'm here with Oberst Franz Olkermann who is overseeing this arrest of this notorious mastermind... Oberst, please tell us why Enfield who has plagued our military might finally meeting his fate?"
"Ja well thats simple, the BDM and their MND allies are nothing compared to the bloodied sacrificial heroes that the military have. He denied the rightful revenge and claims of Rheinland. He doesn't know the meaning of sacrifice that our soldiers put on the line, a man like him probably hasn't seen any sort of duty even our newest soldiers will see. Once we get him, he shall be paraded as a true enemy of the new Imperial Rheinland and we shall have the power and to make Rheinland Gre--"
Gunshots suddenly ring out from inside the building, and radios started screeching orders from otherwise calm commanders, But only after a minute did things begin to drop silent. As commanders started to ask in for reports on the fire teams that went inside, there were no responses... Even the news teams were silent as the commanders stormed off to question what just happened while calling in for reinforcements.
"It-- it appears that Mr Enfield has resisted and our fire teams have had no choice but to execu--" "You! Stay the fuck there!" "Oh god, its him!" Enfield came out the front door of the complex with a barrel pointing at the camera along with quite an army of plain clothed yet armoured up agents right behind him brandishing a substantial array of armaments. But the gunfire didn't stop as any military soldier who thought about bringing up their weapon went as down just as fast as the agents pulled their triggers. "Oberst, get on your knees... Lady, piss off. Camera man, stay put!" He took up a position right in front of the camera while he forced the Oberst down on his knees, disarming him in the process. "Z... Get the news van, tap us in."
"We've locked in the stream... They won't cut us off." "Okay..." Enfield attempted the wipe the sweat of his face with the back of his hand and catch his breath before packing his weapon away and regaining his composure to address the biggest speech he's probably ever done. "You see this...?" He points to the commander and dead soldiers behind him. "This is what happens when the Military and Corporations start to pull in their monopoly on more than just their own markets, they want the government, they want you and your blood to throw away without your choice. Then let me give you a choice... Resist. While we resist with arms and violence, I ask you to resist with your voice. The imperium is the real traitor here, the traitors of your Von Rohe day. We worked to protect the citizens from dangers they couldn't fathom, our lives on lines that almost feel impossible... We knew what we were to become even if we weren't to get any fame, but it seems the Military commanders are too busy chasing stripes, medals and promotions to even consider it." "Sie werden dich umbringen, Arschloch. Glaubst du wirklich, du kommst damit dur--?" Enfield only rolled his eyes at the kneeling Oberst who ran his mouth, but the talking had to stop somehow. He took the barrel end of his rifle, and decided to drive the point into his head. "Augh!! Auughh-- Guh..." "Shut up, you fucking baby."
"We have to move." "Tell everyone to scramble... And to those commanders that feel content in their thrones of blood money and feasting on their lobbyist bought feasts as you in send soldiers in for pointless wars to strive up stock prices for Daumann or Republican. To choose us as your next target? Ones that fought along side you? The worst choice you could ever make, to fight shadows, shadows made to protect and fight with you? You better hope you don't see me in your Imperial estates. Because the more innocent soldiers you treat like cannon fodder that you send my way, they will die... Because either I'll kill you, or I'll leave you for someone else who will."
"And for the soldiers that faithfully fight for a Republic, you still can--" A motorbike pulled up right behind him, Enfield swatted the commander in the back of the head, sending him to the ground. "Twenty lives on Oberst Olkermann... How many more is he going to send comfortably to die for his fame? Prick--" Enfield mounted the drivers position on that bike and strapped on a helmet on before pointing his sidearm at the camera, even before the entire gunshot was heard, the entire stream halted itself.
The news stream returns to a shocked and gobsmacked anchor team who are struggling to even put formed words out of their mouths as they attempt to listen in on their earpiece for information... Even to then they couldn't say much. "W-we apologize for this broadcast error... C-commercials, now!"
"Ja well thats simple, the BDM and their MND allies are nothing compared to the bloodied sacrificial heroes that the military have. He denied the rightful revenge and claims of Rheinland. He doesn't know the meaning of sacrifice that our soldiers put on the line, a man like him probably hasn't seen any sort of duty even our newest soldiers will see. Once we get him, he shall be paraded as a true enemy of the new Imperial Rheinland and we shall have the power and to make Rheinland Gre--"
Gunshots suddenly ring out from inside the building, and radios started screeching orders from otherwise calm commanders, But only after a minute did things begin to drop silent. As commanders started to ask in for reports on the fire teams that went inside, there were no responses... Even the news teams were silent as the commanders stormed off to question what just happened while calling in for reinforcements.
"It-- it appears that Mr Enfield has resisted and our fire teams have had no choice but to execu--" "You! Stay the fuck there!" "Oh god, its him!" Enfield came out the front door of the complex with a barrel pointing at the camera along with quite an army of plain clothed yet armoured up agents right behind him brandishing a substantial array of armaments. But the gunfire didn't stop as any military soldier who thought about bringing up their weapon went as down just as fast as the agents pulled their triggers. "Oberst, get on your knees... Lady, piss off. Camera man, stay put!" He took up a position right in front of the camera while he forced the Oberst down on his knees, disarming him in the process. "Z... Get the news van, tap us in."
"We've locked in the stream... They won't cut us off." "Okay..." Enfield attempted the wipe the sweat of his face with the back of his hand and catch his breath before packing his weapon away and regaining his composure to address the biggest speech he's probably ever done. "You see this...?" He points to the commander and dead soldiers behind him. "This is what happens when the Military and Corporations start to pull in their monopoly on more than just their own markets, they want the government, they want you and your blood to throw away without your choice. Then let me give you a choice... Resist. While we resist with arms and violence, I ask you to resist with your voice. The imperium is the real traitor here, the traitors of your Von Rohe day. We worked to protect the citizens from dangers they couldn't fathom, our lives on lines that almost feel impossible... We knew what we were to become even if we weren't to get any fame, but it seems the Military commanders are too busy chasing stripes, medals and promotions to even consider it." "Sie werden dich umbringen, Arschloch. Glaubst du wirklich, du kommst damit dur--?" Enfield only rolled his eyes at the kneeling Oberst who ran his mouth, but the talking had to stop somehow. He took the barrel end of his rifle, and decided to drive the point into his head. "Augh!! Auughh-- Guh..." "Shut up, you fucking baby."
"We have to move." "Tell everyone to scramble... And to those commanders that feel content in their thrones of blood money and feasting on their lobbyist bought feasts as you in send soldiers in for pointless wars to strive up stock prices for Daumann or Republican. To choose us as your next target? Ones that fought along side you? The worst choice you could ever make, to fight shadows, shadows made to protect and fight with you? You better hope you don't see me in your Imperial estates. Because the more innocent soldiers you treat like cannon fodder that you send my way, they will die... Because either I'll kill you, or I'll leave you for someone else who will."
"And for the soldiers that faithfully fight for a Republic, you still can--" A motorbike pulled up right behind him, Enfield swatted the commander in the back of the head, sending him to the ground. "Twenty lives on Oberst Olkermann... How many more is he going to send comfortably to die for his fame? Prick--" Enfield mounted the drivers position on that bike and strapped on a helmet on before pointing his sidearm at the camera, even before the entire gunshot was heard, the entire stream halted itself.
The news stream returns to a shocked and gobsmacked anchor team who are struggling to even put formed words out of their mouths as they attempt to listen in on their earpiece for information... Even to then they couldn't say much. "W-we apologize for this broadcast error... C-commercials, now!"