Witzgall
24-04-2004, 00:10
A man wearing a Versaci suit is standing at a podium outside of the Cabinet Building for Matthew III. The man is Matthew III, the Dictator of Witzgall. He speaks.
"I, your founder and leader, Matthew III, am here to speak to the public. My peers. This speach will live on in Witzgall's many hearts for life and lives to come!
I am here to adress the current status of ever-rising terrorist attacks against our fine nation. We must show these enemies that we will not stand for it any longer!
As said, I will have the Information Sector of my cabinet look up the history of internet sites for the past 10 years. This is not an invasion of privacy, it is a protection of humanity!"
He pauses, and loud applause follows.
"The research will help stop terrorism before we lose family and friends. We will enter a new time. A time of peace. A time of prosperity. A TIME OF UNITY!"
The crowd roars wildly. Then, suddenly, 3 loud bangs are heard. Matthew III is shot in the left shoulder and one of his bodyguards is shot in the head. The other bullet hits a civilian in the crowd below.
"SIR! GET DOWN! SIR!" shouts a bodyguard.
The bodyguard topples Matthew III to the ground and lays on top of him as a human shield. All of the other 8 bodyguards call on the radio and order for a Sound Reverse Find to locate the shooter. They find the building and have the SWAT (Special Witzgallian Anti Terror) rush over to the building and find the shooter. It is on the fifteenth floor of a high rise hotel. SWAT teams rush up the stairs and elevators to the room.
They enter room 1521, the room with the sniper.
SWAT team 'orange' leader, Mike Saunders, orders the team to breach the door and clear the room. He gives the signal.
"Go Go Go!" Saunders shouts.
The team rushes in and finds a M18A1 .50 cal sniper rifle, but no shooter.
"He escaped, sir." says a team member.
"Damnit. God f***ing damnit..." says Saunders.
"We'll catch him sir. Have the lab find out if there's prints on anything in here." says a team member.
"You idiot. More than ten thousand people probably have slept here. How the hell do you suppose we find out whose is the shooter?" questions Saunders.
"I dunno sir. Alibies?" says the member, cowardly.
"Oh my god...even better." says another member.
"What is it?" asks Saunders.
"A glass of water. Brand spankin' new."
"Good job! Maybe that'll help us out...perhaps this bastard has a record."
The SWAT team radios in the other teams to come upstairs and reports the status of the team and room. They alert the bodyguards at the building that the shooter escaped.
Matthew III is rushed in a bullet proof ambulance hummer to the hospital.
"I, your founder and leader, Matthew III, am here to speak to the public. My peers. This speach will live on in Witzgall's many hearts for life and lives to come!
I am here to adress the current status of ever-rising terrorist attacks against our fine nation. We must show these enemies that we will not stand for it any longer!
As said, I will have the Information Sector of my cabinet look up the history of internet sites for the past 10 years. This is not an invasion of privacy, it is a protection of humanity!"
He pauses, and loud applause follows.
"The research will help stop terrorism before we lose family and friends. We will enter a new time. A time of peace. A time of prosperity. A TIME OF UNITY!"
The crowd roars wildly. Then, suddenly, 3 loud bangs are heard. Matthew III is shot in the left shoulder and one of his bodyguards is shot in the head. The other bullet hits a civilian in the crowd below.
"SIR! GET DOWN! SIR!" shouts a bodyguard.
The bodyguard topples Matthew III to the ground and lays on top of him as a human shield. All of the other 8 bodyguards call on the radio and order for a Sound Reverse Find to locate the shooter. They find the building and have the SWAT (Special Witzgallian Anti Terror) rush over to the building and find the shooter. It is on the fifteenth floor of a high rise hotel. SWAT teams rush up the stairs and elevators to the room.
They enter room 1521, the room with the sniper.
SWAT team 'orange' leader, Mike Saunders, orders the team to breach the door and clear the room. He gives the signal.
"Go Go Go!" Saunders shouts.
The team rushes in and finds a M18A1 .50 cal sniper rifle, but no shooter.
"He escaped, sir." says a team member.
"Damnit. God f***ing damnit..." says Saunders.
"We'll catch him sir. Have the lab find out if there's prints on anything in here." says a team member.
"You idiot. More than ten thousand people probably have slept here. How the hell do you suppose we find out whose is the shooter?" questions Saunders.
"I dunno sir. Alibies?" says the member, cowardly.
"Oh my god...even better." says another member.
"What is it?" asks Saunders.
"A glass of water. Brand spankin' new."
"Good job! Maybe that'll help us out...perhaps this bastard has a record."
The SWAT team radios in the other teams to come upstairs and reports the status of the team and room. They alert the bodyguards at the building that the shooter escaped.
Matthew III is rushed in a bullet proof ambulance hummer to the hospital.