Germanische Zustande
04-06-2004, 07:05
FEDERAL NEWS NETWORK SPECIAL REPORT:
"Hello. This is David Krugen reporting to you from the Federal Towers in Rontgen Square, the scene of fierce fighting between political insurgents and Federal Troops. The Insurgents were reportedly helped by the Juumanistran Confederation. Ties with the Confederation are already tense following the war, and this certainly won't help diplomatic relations. The Insurgents are demanding that their treasonous statements be heard throughout Federal Comm Nets throughout the worlds of the Federation. They also are---"
<gunfire, explosions>
"Excuse me sir, but you're gonna hav'ta move. The Insurgents have just taken the Plaza, we have to retreat, NOW! Move it, unless you really want to die!"
"Turn it off, TURN IT OFF! Come on, move i-aaarghh"
The reporter sank to the street below. He lay on his back, his unblinking eyes shimmering up at the sun. He began to spasm, violently shaking and coughing up blood. The camera man yelled in primal anger that his friend had been killed. But he knew he would die too if he stayed. He turned back, anguish building up inside him. His precious Federation had changed somehow, and the Insurgents weren't alone in this fight against the Federation.
"Hello. This is David Krugen reporting to you from the Federal Towers in Rontgen Square, the scene of fierce fighting between political insurgents and Federal Troops. The Insurgents were reportedly helped by the Juumanistran Confederation. Ties with the Confederation are already tense following the war, and this certainly won't help diplomatic relations. The Insurgents are demanding that their treasonous statements be heard throughout Federal Comm Nets throughout the worlds of the Federation. They also are---"
<gunfire, explosions>
"Excuse me sir, but you're gonna hav'ta move. The Insurgents have just taken the Plaza, we have to retreat, NOW! Move it, unless you really want to die!"
"Turn it off, TURN IT OFF! Come on, move i-aaarghh"
The reporter sank to the street below. He lay on his back, his unblinking eyes shimmering up at the sun. He began to spasm, violently shaking and coughing up blood. The camera man yelled in primal anger that his friend had been killed. But he knew he would die too if he stayed. He turned back, anguish building up inside him. His precious Federation had changed somehow, and the Insurgents weren't alone in this fight against the Federation.