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I spotted him from about three cars away. "YOU! I KNEW THE TRAFFIC WOULD HELP ME IN SOME WAY!" I shout as close the distance by one car.I put the cigar down in my ash tray and open the door. I make sure the guy can see my pistol and I get out of my car. I yell at him. "You wanna go motherforgeter?!".
After confusion has been cleared;I see my "friend" running through traffic. He has anger in his eyes, I can see it. I take out my cigar, put it in my mouth, and light it. I then take out my S&W Model 40 and prepare to shoot the guy.
Alarms. BAH. Security. BAH. My friend driving away. THAT TRAITOR! I elbow the security officer in the face, roll over, and force his head into the concrete a couple times. "LET... ME... GO!" I hiss. He finally catches on and stops letting me cause him blunt force trauma. One quick bend of the knee and my heel strikes the officer right in the... you can probably guess. His pain gives me an opening, which I use to get up and sprint off. Oh, that traitor is going to get it from me when I find him, and I know just the place to look! No... wait... I don't remember where she lives... BUT I CAN CERTAINLY GUESS! I storm off through the traffic, looking into EVERY vehicle! I SHALL find him!
ohfinethe other officers are dead
party poopers
i lay on the ground pretty much paralyzed while the other officers begin to take cover and fire at the other guy with their glocks
Very soon, a SWAT van and an ambulance arrived. And soon, an old friend of ours; a N.O.O.S.E. APC. The both began driving towards them, but neither of them fired at them, but the SWAT van began to catch up with the vehicle that was shooting at the wounded officers, but instead, it drove into an alleyway, and the APC began to drive away as well.A) You're paralyzed so you can't call backup.
"Hey, i'm sorry, but look, you're trying to grab me and hit me for no apparent reason." i say to the man I just hit with my door before closing it."No I wasn't, you lying mothaforgeta! I was yelling at you! You fascist ass motherforgeter! I didn't grab any of yo dirty, greasy ass stuff!" (all said in a italian accent)
German radios intercept the message. No comment from the DSR, but the rebels reply. "Hello, Atsina! It is Axel Daecher again. I find it quite rude that instead of helping with our rebellion in the DSR, as I've heard you did in Vierte, you decide to wait until our country is dead and pick away at it like hyenas.""I will pick the part Mrs.Rothschild is in, murder her, any family members, then leave. You all can have it. I also find a shame you didn't personally talk to me about it. Anyways, some small arms and food will be sent."
I reach for my radio quickly and called in. "I have a civil disturbance here! My 10-20 is Foreman 1st Street in Bright Annex Apartment Rows!" I then hear another officer over the line "Wow, you're in luck. I'm just a block away from there. I'll be there in about 30 seconds judging on how fast I am." Very, VERY soon after having to roll my window up, another police car shows up, two officers show up, batons raised and slowly approaching."The forget? Civil Disturbance? I thought this was america!? We have free speech starfish! We can say what we want! It's in the motherloving constution." I look at the other guy yelling at the cop, looking at him like What the forget do we do?.
I begin pointing my fingers every which way and yelling different things, shaking and nodding my head. I catch a fight in the corner of my eye, pointng to it and turning to the officer, continuing to sputter nonsense.I yell along with this man at the cop, both of us yelling in unison at the cop.
