Das Furer
21-07-2004, 06:18
Cheif Commander of Das Furer's Polizeikraft, Director Egor Schmitt drove through the small town of Wasser today to oversee the establishment of a police force within the town. It had been weeks since Wasser had any internal police force after the new National Socialist group had taken over the north eastern region of Das Furer.
"I believe this is going to be a good day." Egor said as he sipped from his champaigne glass.
"Indeed sir. Reports show that the people of Wasser are happy with the formation of a police station." Egor's bodyguard replied as he waved to several children from the limo they rode in.
"Resistance in the area has decreased after the Blitzschwert came through earlier this month. The after effect of their attack clearly sent a message to anyone foolish enough to attack our troops." Egor said laughing. "One of those sick bastards even cut off a poor Republican's genitals and hung them on a tree in the town's center! God knows what the man did with the body."
The bodyguard nodded as he braced himself for the upcoming corner that the limo would be taking. The sharp hairpin turn would be the most dangerous in the entire route due to the angle, and the rate of speed the limo would be limited too. The bodyguard felt however, that he would easily be able to remove any threat to Egor.
Suddenly a fuel tanker comes speeding towards the convoy. The suicidal driver brings the truck through the hairpin and turns it on it's side. The police convoy comes to a halt and the officers inspect the vehicle. The driver presses a small button beneath the stereing wheel and suddenly the truck bursts into a ball of flame taking several cruisers with it.
Three vans pull up from behind the convoy, one of them filled with explosives crashes into the rear of the group tearing through police officers with the shrapnel and force of the blast of the suicidal car bomb.
"What the hell is happening! GET US OUT OF HERE!" Egor shouts to his driver.
"We can't sir! There is no where to turn! They are everywhere! I've radioed in for back up. It'll be here in under a sec..."
The limo driver is cut short from a rocket propelled grenade that rips through the front of the vehicle. Glass and hot metal tears through the car, cutting through the bodyguard and leaving him in a pool of blood beside Egor. Seconds later three rpg's slam into the rear end of the limo. Egor is dead.
"I believe this is going to be a good day." Egor said as he sipped from his champaigne glass.
"Indeed sir. Reports show that the people of Wasser are happy with the formation of a police station." Egor's bodyguard replied as he waved to several children from the limo they rode in.
"Resistance in the area has decreased after the Blitzschwert came through earlier this month. The after effect of their attack clearly sent a message to anyone foolish enough to attack our troops." Egor said laughing. "One of those sick bastards even cut off a poor Republican's genitals and hung them on a tree in the town's center! God knows what the man did with the body."
The bodyguard nodded as he braced himself for the upcoming corner that the limo would be taking. The sharp hairpin turn would be the most dangerous in the entire route due to the angle, and the rate of speed the limo would be limited too. The bodyguard felt however, that he would easily be able to remove any threat to Egor.
Suddenly a fuel tanker comes speeding towards the convoy. The suicidal driver brings the truck through the hairpin and turns it on it's side. The police convoy comes to a halt and the officers inspect the vehicle. The driver presses a small button beneath the stereing wheel and suddenly the truck bursts into a ball of flame taking several cruisers with it.
Three vans pull up from behind the convoy, one of them filled with explosives crashes into the rear of the group tearing through police officers with the shrapnel and force of the blast of the suicidal car bomb.
"What the hell is happening! GET US OUT OF HERE!" Egor shouts to his driver.
"We can't sir! There is no where to turn! They are everywhere! I've radioed in for back up. It'll be here in under a sec..."
The limo driver is cut short from a rocket propelled grenade that rips through the front of the vehicle. Glass and hot metal tears through the car, cutting through the bodyguard and leaving him in a pool of blood beside Egor. Seconds later three rpg's slam into the rear end of the limo. Egor is dead.