Muesilania
02-09-2005, 16:00
The two men raced through the building, when they entered a dead end. The front one stopped, pulling out a silver coloured pistol. Placing it by his side, firmly gripped, he turned to the other man. The other man approached slowly holding his MP5 carbine up ready to shoot.
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Two.
The man quickly raised his pistol and was shot down, knocked back against the wall, sliding down to the floor, leaving a red trail down the wall.
Another man came round the corner with a pistol drawn. "For fucks sake Scott!" He looked at Scott. "Got him good didn't ya? Lets go..." The two men exited the hallway, down to the entrance to the building.
"Suspect, first floor." Scott climbed into the souped up Citroen. Th rest of the team jumped in, the engine started as they all put their seatbelts on. The armed response vehicle rolled off, heading down Farforth street.
"Calling all units, drug deal tip-off, factory on Garfield Drive." Scott picked up the in car radio as the sirens sounded.
"Unit 2 en route. ETA five minutes." The ARV raced past the traffic, giving out a chilling tune. They caught up with another ARV, joined behind them by yet another.
"Surveillance team to MTF (OOC: Military Task Force). We have a major drugs deal going on here. We've been watching the area. Twenty men have entered the building, all armed, with three large sports bags, and a suitcase. Another thirty have just entered, also fully armed, with a few small boxes." There was a small silence. "Task force 29 have arrived and positioned to enter around the rear, three operatives at front.
Each one of the three vehicles pulled into the factory yard, forming a semi-circle around the entrance. Twelve men jumped out of the three vehicles, three others staying behind an open door with carbines. The twelve took up positions around the entrance. Three fully armed and armoured police were crowded around the door, two on one side, one on the other, with a ram.
The door was hit hard and swung open with quite some force. The two policemen entered the building followed closely by the twelve MTF personell. They cleared rooms one by one, quickly and swiftly. Reports were going through the radio in Scotts ear about arrested suspects and dead targets. He darted up the metal steps, confronted by two men. He shot them both down. More men joined his rear and he opened the door. They all flooded in barking orders at the men they found inside the room.
Four men were there, making a transaction. "GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!" Scott grapled with a man, who was putting up quite a good fight. The man won and pushed him to the ground holding Scott down. All of a sudden he was rolled over, Scott on top, legs either side of the mans body.
"What are doing, fucking kissing me or arresting me?" Scott pulled the man up and slammed him into a wall, tying his hands with special cuffs, designed for quick appliance during conflict. He knocked him to the ground with the butt of his gun. He hit the ground with some force.
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Earlier today the Muesilanian Task Force, or MTF, captured seven men during a drugs raid in the industrial area of Sudberry. Four have been named as:
Roy Townsend, 34 years old. Wanted for double murder, weapons and drug trafficking and possession of illegal firearms.
Gary Booth, 27 years old. Wanted for countless offences of GBH.
Boris Toltsev, 18 years old. Time spent in juvenile centre.
Olga Vashnitsiv, 23 years old. Wanted for police murder and smuggling offences. The runner of a global drugs empire, her arrest could bring to an end drugs operations in many countries. Also wanted by Generic Empire for murder and drug trafficking.
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If any nation wants these people to be tried for any other offences, please inform the Muesilanian Government. These suspects will be tried in an international court.
One.
Two.
The man quickly raised his pistol and was shot down, knocked back against the wall, sliding down to the floor, leaving a red trail down the wall.
Another man came round the corner with a pistol drawn. "For fucks sake Scott!" He looked at Scott. "Got him good didn't ya? Lets go..." The two men exited the hallway, down to the entrance to the building.
"Suspect, first floor." Scott climbed into the souped up Citroen. Th rest of the team jumped in, the engine started as they all put their seatbelts on. The armed response vehicle rolled off, heading down Farforth street.
"Calling all units, drug deal tip-off, factory on Garfield Drive." Scott picked up the in car radio as the sirens sounded.
"Unit 2 en route. ETA five minutes." The ARV raced past the traffic, giving out a chilling tune. They caught up with another ARV, joined behind them by yet another.
"Surveillance team to MTF (OOC: Military Task Force). We have a major drugs deal going on here. We've been watching the area. Twenty men have entered the building, all armed, with three large sports bags, and a suitcase. Another thirty have just entered, also fully armed, with a few small boxes." There was a small silence. "Task force 29 have arrived and positioned to enter around the rear, three operatives at front.
Each one of the three vehicles pulled into the factory yard, forming a semi-circle around the entrance. Twelve men jumped out of the three vehicles, three others staying behind an open door with carbines. The twelve took up positions around the entrance. Three fully armed and armoured police were crowded around the door, two on one side, one on the other, with a ram.
The door was hit hard and swung open with quite some force. The two policemen entered the building followed closely by the twelve MTF personell. They cleared rooms one by one, quickly and swiftly. Reports were going through the radio in Scotts ear about arrested suspects and dead targets. He darted up the metal steps, confronted by two men. He shot them both down. More men joined his rear and he opened the door. They all flooded in barking orders at the men they found inside the room.
Four men were there, making a transaction. "GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!" Scott grapled with a man, who was putting up quite a good fight. The man won and pushed him to the ground holding Scott down. All of a sudden he was rolled over, Scott on top, legs either side of the mans body.
"What are doing, fucking kissing me or arresting me?" Scott pulled the man up and slammed him into a wall, tying his hands with special cuffs, designed for quick appliance during conflict. He knocked him to the ground with the butt of his gun. He hit the ground with some force.
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Earlier today the Muesilanian Task Force, or MTF, captured seven men during a drugs raid in the industrial area of Sudberry. Four have been named as:
Roy Townsend, 34 years old. Wanted for double murder, weapons and drug trafficking and possession of illegal firearms.
Gary Booth, 27 years old. Wanted for countless offences of GBH.
Boris Toltsev, 18 years old. Time spent in juvenile centre.
Olga Vashnitsiv, 23 years old. Wanted for police murder and smuggling offences. The runner of a global drugs empire, her arrest could bring to an end drugs operations in many countries. Also wanted by Generic Empire for murder and drug trafficking.
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If any nation wants these people to be tried for any other offences, please inform the Muesilanian Government. These suspects will be tried in an international court.