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From: Sascha Pabst <Sascha.Pabst@**********.UNI-OLDENBURG.DE>
Subject: Re: New Targets
Date: Sun, 30 Nov 1997 05:20:33 +0000
***** PRIVATE: Easy
>>>>>[ Two thingz: Job did, and some infoz. First: I got that Robert
Tormis.

Not that I object the payment, but dad was a overkill: Tormis didn't
even have a bodyguard. Footage should have been in local news, I was
unable to get some maself, had to hide - public place an all, ya know.

Clean headshot, didn't suffer.

Therez some info ya may needs:
The Kim Chun Paks have raised deir security. Way up. Dey move in packs
now, using undercover pointmen, scan the area for snipers. See yaself:

+++++ Begin Download: HelmetCam.mov
Someone - probably Ein_Schuss - is scanning a room. This is a living
room, small, but nicely decorated. There's the corpse of a woman, the
head shredded by a short-distance shotgun blast, probably aimed from
low.

The position of the camera advances to the side of a window, and hands
in gloves unpack a Remington 950 from a large bag. The only visible
modification is an external Smartgun Link under-barrel. The rifle is
checked, you notice it loads APDS rounds.

An arm reaches out, opening the window, still standing by it's side.
You notice the arm is clad in what appears to be a bio-suit, coloured
grey. The hand vanishes from the frame, when it reappears, it holds a
small mirror, bringing it up.

It is being held before the window. The image it displays is small, and
somewhat disturbed, but you can make out enough details to make out the
front of a restaurant. Several luxery cars are parking in front of it,
and two people are outside, obviously guards. The trained eye also
notices the cars are parked in a way it makes it nearly impossible for
anything smaller then a tank to break through the line.

+++++ Pause: 2165 secs

The mirror rests on the windowsill now. A group of people, probably in
suits, are leaving the restaurant. Ein_Schuss cowers low, moves under
the window, then raises, swinging the rifle down toward the street.

The crooshairs and the other data of the Ares Smartgun II appear, but
you have no time reading them, as the sniper suddenly is under fire:
Two guards have brought up SMGs and cover the window with a spray of
lead, and another just now brings up an assault rifle.

Ein_Schuss jumps back, or is knocked back by an impact, his rifle
dropping to the ground. Just as he hits the floor - hard - there's a
crashing sound behind, or rather, above him, and a korean in a
suitbecomes visible in a door that leads to the room. He immediately
opens fire from an Ares Predator, aiming way to high, as he obviously
expected a standing human target. An Error he's no time to regret, as
his fire is answered by a doublette from Ein_Schuss' quickly drawn
Roomsweeper. Although both shots only hit the general direction of the
attacker, he's hit by the shotgun ammo and thrown back.

Ein_Schuss rolls over, and as the attacker comes back up, fires a third
shot at him, this time wasting the attacker's face. Leaving his bag and
rifle behind, the dwarf display some agility as he starts running from
nearly lying position, out of the flat. Outside he's on a stair's
landing, where someone greets him with a burst, probably from a SMG.
Ein_Schuss drops backwards, skidding for about a meter on his back,
while bringing his Roomsweeper over his head, and firing again twice in
the rough direction of the gunfire's report. Another Korean, but this
one manages to fire a second burst at the assassin while being hit by
the buckshots. By the way Ein_Schuss winces, these have hit. The ammo
counter displays mere three rounds left, as Ein_Schuss runs down the
stairs, and to a back entry of the house. Somewhere behind him, you can
hear several people curse, and gunfire.
+++++ End Download: HelmetCam.mov

I am happy I use plated chemsuits. But one of those bullets really get
me, will need some time in bed, I think. The bastards must have used IR
vision to detect me, and I been more then 80 meters away from them.
They really got better. Tell Vince I'll have my next shots when the
stuffs stops leaking out of my breast faster then I can pour it into my
mouth! *grin* ]<<<<<
-- Ein_Schuss <03:02:05/11-30-58 CET>

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