The outskirts of Kravchenka
High Lord Jasper drank deeply from his large cup of scalding coffee. It was late at night and he needed to keep himself going so he could finish dealing with the mounds upon mounds of paperwork, "Damn Bureaucratic bullshit. I should really get someone to do this for me." He thought, grimacing at the many more hours he would have to work before he could rest. It was the annual meeting of the entire government in one week, which always proved to be stressful and a massive waste of time. But even so, he still had to see to it that a sufficient guard force, that food and drink would be on hand to anyone who requested it, that civilians were kept away from the conference building and that he guaranteed no official would come to harm.
Jasper rose from the seat which he was reclining and went out onto his balcony and observed the city of Kravchenka from atop the hill upon which his mansion was located, "It truly is beautiful." He thought as he gazed upon the towering skyscrapers, which were still filled with light even though it was so early in the morning. He gazed upon upon the city's Industrial sector, which in it's own way, was a beautiful sight to behold. It was there that the Imperium produced it's finest goods and weaponry and the Imperium's livelihood depended upon how efficient and successful the Industrial sector was. Finally, he gazed upon the Imperial palace, were the Equine king Black Market resided. It was a true testament to the ingenuity and workmanship of the Imperial people, who every day would go past it and be dwarfed in comparison.
He thought about the meeting of the government and wondered whether something could go wrong, would they run out of food? Could civilians get to close? Could guards not show up? Could there be a...terrorist attack? Jasper shook he has and perished the thought quickly. It was best not to think of such dark and sad things, but even so, there were many protest groups active in the Imperium, and all it would take was a single change of tactic and the Imperium could be on the receiving end of a disaster. With that final thought, Jasper returned to his study to finish his work.
Stormfront Arms
Stormfront Arms was a start up weapons company the Imperium which specialized in explosives. The six men in the back of the black van parked across the street knew that. What they also knew that the arms company didn't have many guards due to their recent creation and that the weapons they sold were perfect for what the men intended to use them for.
It was silent in the vehicle as each of the six men checked their weaponry. Each of them had an AR-15 equipped with a silencer, they each knew that this wasn't the movies and that the silencer would not make it completely silent but it would drastically affect the noise signature, which would make them harder to locate, especially seeing how it was at night. One of the men suddenly spoke up and pierced the eerie silence that had enveloped the men in the van, "We all know what to do, get in there, kill anyone who tries to stop us and take as much explosive as you can. Got it?" The other five men nodded in acknowledgement and pulled their balaclavas over their faces before exiting the van and heading towards the entrance. Seconds later the door had been kicked in, so far there were no guards. They made their way through the factory to where the explosives were located, where they were greeted by piles upon piles of plastic explosive. They all quickly grabbed as much as they could and put them in the rucksacks which they were carrying on their backs. They then ran out of the factory and back to their vehicle.
Back at the factory a single man had watched the six men leave and began to call the his superiors, when they answered the phone he said three simple words, "We have a problem."