| From: | Sascha Pabst <Sascha.Pabst@**********.UNI-OLDENBURG.DE> |
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| Subject: | ODIN - They are... |
| Date: | Sun, 16 Feb 1997 17:59:12 +0000 |
>>>>>[ You do not know me, nor will I receive mail to the mail alias
Invasion_Force.1 nor need I to. Lt. Canis asked me to contact you and
inform you platoon Odin has entered the Chicago Containment Zone.
+++++ Begin Download: Entering_1.mov
A camera view from a truck's driver cabin. The truck comes to a halt
right behind some kind of armored LAV. Soldiers in full combat gear
surround the vehicles, their UCAS army emblems clearly visible. They
keep their rifles ready, especially as about twenty mercenaries leave
the vehicles.
Three people who have been in the LAV move toward the present officers.
The one wearing a helmet shaped like a wolf's head salutes sloppyly and
changes a few words with the UCAS captain, then hands over a couple of
credsticks. The captain accepts them, and hands them to a sergant who
carries them to a small building nearby.
The other mercenaries have gathered nearby and are checking their
weaponry as three more soldiers arrive. Although their uniform show no
insignia, the present officers snap to attention. The one merc with the
wolf helmet glances them over, then suddenly stiffens. He and the
attractive woman quickly talk to the newcomers, then snaps orders to
the mercenaries.
+++++ End Download: Entering_1.mov
I cut the lining-up-and-being-looked-up-and-down. Not very interesting.
On the other hand, this bit might interest you.
+++++ Begin Download: Entering_2.mov
+++++ Audio Amplification Engaged
"You want WHAa
+++++ Signal Distortion
from us? That wasn't in the Scheiss-deal! We..." Canis is yelling at
the captain who intterupts him in a calm voice.
"This is a matter of national security, Lieutenant Smith, and
according to martial law, we have not only the right, but actually the
duty to request small blood samples from you. So, will you please..."
"Ya fucking well know..." Canis bursts out, but is stopped by the
female you recognize as Minx, and the male whose nameplate reads
"Fohdytoo", although his face is hidden by his helmet. The three have a
whispered discussion the recording device can't get, then Minx turns to
the officer in charge. "I suppose saying 'no' doesn't help us anymore?"
"I am sorry, Mam, but protocol demands..."
The captain doesn't have his lucky day as he's interrupted again, this
time by Fohdytoo, who suddenly snaps to attention and yells "SIR! We
will follow protocol, SIR!" As the whole group stares as him quite
amazed, Fohdytoo undoes one glove and offers his left hand to a nearby
medic.
+++++ End Download: Entering_2.mov
The whole platoon then gave blood samples to UCAS army, Paranormal
Division. ]<<<<<
-- Sgt. Davids <17:41:58/02-16-58>
