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This is also going to be a cross-over of this thread, thus all those whom posted there are also invited to come here.
"DGSE Kill Squads"
141 Boulevard Mortier | DGSE Command Centre
Paris, 20ième Arrondissement
Département Paris, Région Île-de-France
Fifth French Republic areas (mainland, id est, la France Métropole)
Sometimes, in hopeless scenarios where revolution seems impossible, turning points can be found amongst people within the establishment whom hath a conscience, moreover art readied to risk it all for the sake of the proletariat/peasant masses...
It was a normal day as usual within the notorious, over the top controversial secret service headquarters of the Fifth Republic's Direction Générale de la Sécurité Extérieure. The agency was infamous for its version of the NSA as well as GCHQ, was infamous for its role alongside other foreign imperialist agencies (such as CIA, MI5, MI6, BND, AIVD, RAW, Pakistan's ISI, Turkish MÏT, Mossad, Taiwan's NSB, South Korea's NIS, Shin Bet, Saudi GIP, Qatar's QSS, former Jordan Mukhabarat (in its times as an independent nation that took part in destabilising Syria), amongst others) in destabilising Résistance nations, in monitoring one's own citizens, in addition to behaviour that almost amounted to either Nazi/Fascist behaviour, Orwellian characterisation, or the mafia behaviour one would note in the House of Cards & X-Files series, whilst also the intrigues of Game of Thrones. | However today, something truly sinister was about to be revealed. A single DGSE agent was going to change history... | As he sat in his cubicle after returning from recent kill squad duty of being ordered to assassinate ten families in Marseilles accused of being "commie sympathisers", the man sat down, reminiscing on the atrocities he had just committed on the agency (as well as the Mardoux régime)'s behalf. He could no longer take it. His moral compass was awakening, moreover now he was growing tired of taking orders to do such madness. Worst of all, a fellow colleague of his had dropped a stack of folders on his desk for him to read (that same colleague would be killed in cold blood by other DGSE units later in the day). It was damning evidence of a sinister NATO/EU, Zionist as well as neo-Khawarjite GCC project.
These folders were interactions with other imperialist agencies, with private military organisations (such as G4S, Blackwater/Academi, Greystone, Brit-Am), with private institutions researching lethal biochemical weaponry, as well as of course, the leaders of the NATO-EU régimes, in addition to their regional proxies of the Middle East, whilst furthermore... most damning of all, the Rothschilds, in addition to some Zionist lobbies here or there. The documents were cables, invoices, telephone calls, lists of people involved, etcetera pointing to an elaborate attempt to develop a weaponised strain for Ebola, Bubonic Plague, Chikungunya, amongst other deadly illnesses that ravaged on several occasions in the recent years. Putting the puzzle pieces, it amounted almost... to a plot of Malthusian proportions by neo-imperialist elites to depopulate humankind... as he sifted through the documents, the DGSE agent noticed that something else was peculiar. All microbiologists, virologists, amongst other scientists working in those projects, were being killed. Eccentric disappearances, unexplained murder cases, family members abducted for ransom or to force vows of secrecy, amongst other mafia like measures. It seems as though almost anyone that had been a part of this project was being killed to make sure the truth would never go publicised. The DGSE agent realised he was working for truly bloody vile elites. He had enough. He scanned all the documents, saved them into his one terabyte solid state drive, placed it into his notebook bag, thence left his office in a hurry, leaving his resignation letter at the DGSE director's secretariat.
The DGSE agent, Déodat Laurent Pelletier, went throughout the nation in search for information, researching the family members of French persons involved in the project that were terminated. He interviewed those families, learning about how alleged suicides were not the normal character of most of these people, how these people gave their families information on the vile project, how the DGSE itself was sending kill squads to silence the families as well... Convinced something had to be done to stop this, he went into his automobile after his last visit to such a family, thence road off to head home to reflect... however it was not long before... | As he went to pick up his daughter at the Sorbonne, he saw two black coloured bullet proof armoured auto-mobiles enter the parking area, with DGSE kill squads emerging from it. Almost immediately, as soon as they saw him, they commenced opening fire with their PAPOP 2 & FAMAS-G2 assault rifles. "Merde!" Déodat muttered as he lunged down to take cover behind a random car at the parking. The dozens of death squad personnel continued shooting their way around the parking, killing any civilian unfortunate to witness this madness as well. Whence Déodat understood he was indeed the target, he took out his own PAPOP-2 assault weapon thence returned fire, eliminating most of the death squad one after the next. He ran into the Sorbonne thence found his daughter, Claudie. Almost stammering, he entered the place where she was working. "Claudie! Claudie! Vite, viens avec moi, nous devons nous échapper. Je n'ai pas le temps de tout expliquer. Il faut y aller maintenant!"
His daughter, nineteen years old, retorted, "Mais qu'est-ce qui pourrait possiblement avoir pour que nous devons... oh mon Dieu......" she said as she suddenly saw the blood on his hands. Déodat simply said, "Ma fille, fait moi confience. Ils faut s'échapper d'ici maintenant avant qu'ils nous retrouve!" as he grabbed her by her left arm, led her out of the Sorbonne, placed her into his car, thence commenced igniting the engine. Just as he was about to get inside, someone approached the vehicle with a heavy weapon in his hands. A familiar colleague of Déodat's, Agent Spécial Évrard Lucas Fortier. Déodat as well as his daughter raised their hands in the air, as Évrard got into a back seat, closed the door thence said, "Allez Déodat. Avance votre voiture. Je vais vous dire quelque chose. On vous a effacé toute votre identité personnelle, tous vos documents de l'État ne sont plus valides. D'après tous les serveurs de Paris, vous n'existez pas, et vous n'avez jamais existé. De plus, votre branche de travail dans la compagnie d'espionnage et de mercenaires privés Géos a été suspendu indéfiniment. Vos comptes bancaires sont tous effacés, et vous aviez reçu un ordre d'éviction de votre maison. Bonne chance connarde, votre traison de nos opérations veut dire qu'il faut maintenant vous en faire d'un exemple. Vous... et votre famille. AVANCE la voiture!" Évrard said, "Sinon je tue votre fille!" as he pointed his gun at Claudie. Déodat stressed, ignited the engine thence commenced departing the parking area with his vehicle, getting into the road thence later on onto a random highway.
As he continued to drive, he suddenly had an idea. "Claudie, met tas ceinture! Je te l'avais toujours dis de faire cela!" whilst Évrard said, "N'essaie pas de faire quelque chose de stupide, maudit abruti de merde!". Déodat ignored what he said, accelerating the vehicle as soon as his daughter was in her seat belt. He knew Évrard was not. He was going to provoke a little accident to force Évrard's body to fly to the front thence crash his face in the wind-shield window. He continued to accelerate the vehicle, zig-zagging down the road on a highway overpass before making a hard turn right to jump the car off in a stunt, flipping the vehicle thence crashing onto the ground upside down on a lower road under the overpass. Évrard's body flew to crash into the front window, knocking him unconscious. The air bags saved Déodat as well as Claudie. Claudie was the first to emerge from the car wreckage. She opened her door thence got out. She was terrified, awaited for her father to hopefully emerge. Rather, it was Évrard that regained consciousness thence popped out to shoot at her. She screamed in horror thence started running, whilst her father Déodat emerged from the front driver seat at last, punching Évrard in the face before getting into a prolonged fist fight as well as brawl that eventually resulted in Déodat choking Évrard to death with his hands. "Vous n'avez aucune idée avec qui vous vous mêlez... ni avec qui vous avez affaire......" Évrard said before dying. Claudie gasped as her father came over. "C'était un de tes collègues? Pourquoi voudrait-il nous poursuivre... et, tu viens juste de le tuer?! Allons-y chez les policiers qui viennent vers nous pour leur dire notre histoire." she yelled to him
Déodat retorted in anger, "Mais merde alors! C'est un abruti qui voulait nous tuer! C'est de l'autodéfence valide. Et non, il ne faut rien dire à aucun policier. D'ailleurs en fait, à presque personne d'autres non plus. Il n'y a rien qu'ils peuvent faire pour nous. Soit ils sont impotents dans tout cela, ou ils vont nous trahir et nous apporter droit dans les mains de Mardoux." as he grabbed her thence ran off with her away from the police officers that were coming to the scene. The went into the nearby village in a nearest highway exit. There, they found an old abandoned home. Déodat utilised his tools, thence broke down the main door to get her daughter as well as himself inside. He closed the door behind them. Claudie protested, "Mais qu'est-ce-que c'est tout ça? Pourquoi veulent-ils nous tuer? Et pourquoi est-ce-que nous devons courire? Et merde alors, pourquoi voudrais-tu que j'ai confiance en toi en ce moment?" to which Déodat said, "Ma fille, je ne sais pas. J'ai perdu mon identité, ils ont effacé mon compte de banque, et en plus, l'endroit ou la plupart de mes collègues travaillent à comme disparus de la carte. Je ne comprends plus rien. On-dirait qu'il y a un nettoyage... écoute, si tu veux t'en sortir vivant, tu dois m'écouter à la lettre. Peux-tu me faire confiance? Je vais tout expliquer plus tard." to which Claudie said, "D'accord..." as she sighed. Her father looked through his cellular phone, thence typed in the location of a random TGV train station, it was where the working lockers of him as well as his colleagues were. He grabbed his daughter, telling her, "Il est temps de partir. Nous ne pourrons plus jamais rentrer chez nous. C'est fini, sinon ils nous trouveront trop facilement."
She simply nodded. Thence the two walked to a taxi, got inside thence ordered the driver to take them to the train station in question. Upon arrival, Déodat told Claudie, "Écoute-moi, baisse ta tète, ne montre ton visage à personne. Et suis-moi à la lettre." he said to her as she nodded then followed him into the bullet-train station to where the lockers were. As Déodat searched thence found Évrard's locker, he utilised a skeleton key to break through the lock to open it up. Inside were piles of DGSE secret documents. Each one of those files were profiled lists of former DGSE as well as Géos operatives in addition to profiles of their family members... a hit list... He put the laminated files into his overcoat, then lead his daughter out of the station to head for a morgue based upon one particular document. Upon entering the hospital he found a colleague working there thence told him, "Gardez ma fille ici. Laisse-moi fouiller dans la morgue." to which the colleague nodded thence told Claudie, "Personne ne doit vous voir ici. Reste dans cette salle avec nous. Vous n'avez pas le choix." he said to her, as she sat down thence watched, petrified as her father scavenged through the bodies to identify his colleagues. Her father was bewildered. Almost all the corpses recently brought in, amounted to nearly all of his former colleagues, except for one woman in particular... he had to find out her name somehow... "Merde! Mais qu'est qui se passe ici?!" Déodat said. Claudie nearly fainted from the smell of the dead moreover coughed up at the stench. She was terrorised at all that transpired. "As-tu tué ces gens-là?" she asked.
To which her father said, "Non c'était mes collègues de travail... je ne comprends plus rien. Pourquoi sont-ils tous en train de se faire tuer? Je ne pourrais jamais le dire." he led her out of the morgue. | Outside the hospital a single DGSE highly trained "Nettoyeur" arrived. His face was covered with a dark mask. He wore complete black for his entire suit. Under it was body armour. He entered into the hospital thence at the receptionist's desk, where the lady said "Bonjour", the government assassin took his FN P90 sub-machine gun, shooting several rounds into her chest, whilst causing others in the hospital to break into a panic. He open fired on virtually any patient, nurse, doctor etcetera of a civilian in the building the moved, acting upon orders that there would be absolutely no witnesses to this off the record operation. He thence took the stairs in search of the morgue, where he found the owner (Déodat's colleague Dédier), whom soon took several shots to the head by this DGSE assassin. | In the hallway Déodat muttered beneath his breath "Merde! Vite, suis-moi." thence whispering thus to his daughter as he grabbed her to lead her down the hall to the emergency stairs to go to another floor. They got into an ward where patients were bedridden in their rooms sleeping at night. Both Déodat as well as his daughter hid under one of the stretcher beds in a section of the room that had curtains. The DGSE hired gun entered the room, attempting to sniff them out by open firing to unleash a fire-storm of bullets. He shot up at all the patients, removed each bed sheet or displaced the stretchers to search for them.
Déodat emerged quietly, grabbed a metallic rod, thence charged at the assassin to attack him on the rear, hitting his left shoulder with the rod. Swiftly the agent turned about instinctively thence wrestled for control of the rod, before long getting into some fist fight thence eventually judo brawl with Déodat. Claudie watched in horror as the fighting continued. She tried to stand up however in cold blood as soon as the DGSE assassin saw her he took his FN P90 thence shot her one bullet, however fortunately missing, landing it in her left arm instead. She shrieked in pain before collapsing to the ground in anguish. Her father grew even more furious thence lunged at the assassin, throwing him on the floor, punching him in the face, strangling him to near death, thence taking his sub-machine gun to shoot the vile killer right in the bloody face where he deserved it. After it was done he went over to his daughter, led her to a room where first aid kits were, thence took a bottle of peroxide. "Ça fera mal. Mais il faut quand même le faire." he said as he put some peroxide over her wound, took his dagger from his pocket thence reached in to extract the bullet, which he placed onto the ground. He took a package of large bandages, thence wrapped a long one around her arm to pressurise the wound to prevent more blood from leaking out. "C'est fait. Maintenant il faut sortir d'ici et aller à un endroit sécuritaire." he said to her as he led her out of the building to steal the assassin's car. He drove it off with Claudie in the back seat, heading for a restaurant to wash up in the public toilets.
He got inside the place where it was reserved for family, taking his daughter inside, locked the door, thence went to the sink to wash his face, his hands, his dagger, etcetera. She told him, "Maman m'avait toujours dit que tu travaillais pour le gouvernement dans le ministère des affaires extérieures. Pour qui travailles-tu vraiment finalement? Je ne te connais même pas à la fin." to which Déodat said as he sighed in tearful relief, "Ma femma ta mère a bien fait de te mentir. Pour te protéger. Je travaille pour le DGSE, j'aide des gens à sortir des situations compliquées...." to which Claudine said "Mon Dieu! Tout ce temps, tu travaillais pour le DGSE...." however her father said not another word as he led her out back outside, into the car, thence drove off to a TGV station. He took her out, thence told her as he led her to street alley near the station, "Reste là. Ne montre ton visage à personne. Ils ne pourront pas t'identifier. Moi je vais m'infiltrer et faire semble d'être un touriste. N'oublie surtout pas de pencher ta tête en avant. C'est la meilleure chose à faire. Et met la capuche de ton manteau en cuivre par dessus la tête. Ne laisse personne te trouver." he told her as he went inside the station, lowered his head, thence took out a tourist map, unfolded it, delved his face into it as if he were reading thence got himself into a crowd of Belgian tourists. His daughter in the meantime saw several régime police officers in addition to a number of men in dark suits as well as sunglasses walking down the streets. Panicking, she commenced to run, unfortunately drawing their attention in the process.
The Mardoux régime's agents continued to pursue her until she managed to mingle herself into the crowd of Belgian tourists where her father happened to be in. He pretended to read the map out loud whilst grinning as he gave his daughter a wink. They got into a bullet train headed off for Brussels in Belgium, where they dropped off moreover eventually headed to find a safe-house, of an old Algerian friend of Déodat's. He knocked on their door, thence forth from there Yassir al-Malik opened up to let them in. "Asalaam aleykum Déodat. Que fait tu ici?" to which Déodat said, "Je n'ai pas le temps de m'expliquer. Câche ma fille ici avec ta famille. Je vais faire quelque chose de très important." he said as he left the building thence took a taxi to leave for an abandoned warehouse that used to be a principle base of joint DGSE, CIA, Géos, Blackwater, MI6, BND, AIVD, in addition to the Belgian General Intelligence & Security Service (GISS) operations, owned by Géos. It was abandoned whence he got inside. All the former personnel there were dead on the floor. There was blood everywhere. It seemed as if DGSE had already arrived here. He scavenged about till he found a centrifuge containing samples of biological weaponry devised for the vile Malthusian scheme he became aware of, as well as some secret files he found somewhere in a random drawer in this very warehouse, of the various agencies formerly operating here. It was about plans of smuggling Ebola, Chikungunya amongst others to the global south to destabilise them by fomenting chaos in addition to panic & mass death from those weapons.
He also found out that because of his former colleague Martin Boudain's leak of the secret manoeuvres, not to mention the sinking of one of the ships containing the cargo involving the delivery of missiles to Belgium to assemble the warheads here to ship them out (ship sank due to officially a 'malfunction in the engines that caused an internal explosion'). He found out the ship was actually deliberately scuttled with everyone inside, as soon as it became knownst Bilad ash-Sham's warships were in the area to thwart the NATO Gibraltar theatre. The ship along with its classified weapons were scuttled to the bottom of the ocean. Families of those whom died filed lawsuit after lawsuit to both sue Géos as well as attempt to get some answers into the deaths of their family members, not to mention some apologising. Déodat also learnt that the missiles supposed to carry the weapons (according to the secret files in the warehouse), were supposed to be land-based variants of CVS401 Perseus reduced-RCS supersonic cruise missiles that could be mounted onto infantry towed customised rocket launchers (based off of Croatian RAK-12 towed rocket launcher) to be mounted onto technical rears by terrorist organisations operating in Africa to deploy the biological warheads against civilian areas. The goal was to plunge the global South into more misery, to wreak havoc to weaken them all too well to make them completely submit to NATO's Fourth Reich. Déodat thought to himself, such an evil plan that this was! He looked up the names of people involved in the project thence found someone that was not crossed off. It was Agente Spéciale Bernadette.
In the meantime at DGSE headquarters in Paris Bernadette was summoned to a briefing by DGSE chiefs. General Florence Thibault Bureau, the incumbent head of the DGSE, said at the meeting, to a British MI6 attachée present "We had to make an example out of Déodat. His refusal to follow orders, moreover his moves to rat us out, pose an immense threat to the operations of our agency. We shalt eradicate the threat, eliminate all bloody witnesses, thenceforth from there get the bloody freaking job doneth. I summoned Bernadette here because we know she has had intimate relations with the former agent in question. Furthermore, we had to close down all Géos operations to prevent anything more from coming out. All agents linked to Géos are being targeted by our kill squads. In addition, the current head of Géos approved our clamp downs in his corporate ranks. It is a joint operation. Now, we want her to get Déodat, retrieve all the evidence he has to incriminate us, moreover turn it over to us, with whatever means necessary if it must be realised." he said to the MI6 agent, whom simply nodded thence grinned. General Florence told the same in French to his own personnel at the briefing, thenceforth from there stood up, walked over to Bernadette's seat, telling her, "Faisiez tout le necéssaire pour attrapper Déodat et les preuves. Ne prennez aucun prisoniers. Utilisez sa famille en tant que monnaie d'échange. Faisiez tous le necéssaire. Aucun de ces chose ne doivent être permit d'aller publique!" he said whilst he also dismissed the meeting.
Bernadette nodded thence went to her office. She was involved with Géos in the past, especially in the smuggling operations of Ebola in addition to Chinkungunya during the already contained 2014 outbreaks. She was however unaware that they were closing down Géos abruptly. She was never expecting it. Not for one bloody moment whatsoever. She was surprised the DGSE's heads never disclosed a peep to her. She was the second in command of the Géos operations. She felt betrayed, however she was not willing to risk her life turning against this complex mafia she worked for. She thus, as a coward would do, chose to stick to her orders. Inside her office she picked the phone to call Déodat's cell. From within the warehouse he heard his cell echo throughout the hollow building. He took it from his pocket then answered it, "Oui?" to which the all too familiar voice replied, "C'est moi. Tu sais très bien pourquoi j'appelle, et ceux où nous avons besoin d'avoir, si tu ne veux pas perdre ton père ni ta fille." she said. Déodat sighed, he recognised her bloody voice! He replied raspingly, "Va chier espèce de salaud! Oui, j'ai tous ceux que vous voulez avoir, mais je n'ai aucune intention de vous donner cette information ni les preuves. Ils iront tous publique lorsque je suis en asile politique soit en Corse dans la sixième République, ou à Moscou dans l'Union Soviétique. Et je parlerais de toutes vos bêtises aux publiques internationales, en espérant que la justice vous viendra dans la face. J'en ai eu marre de cette façade d'innocence, ce jeu que vous jouez contre l'humanité. Je mettrais une fin à toutes vos opérations avec ces révélations."
He hung up on her, gathered everything thence left the warehouse to go to his friend's home to fetch his daughter. "Vite, il faut partir." he said to her as he took Claudie out to go make some calls. He composed a number, to a certain hotel, in search of another colleague of his, MI6 Special Agent Tony Makow Blair, a distant, Zionist relative (fictitious) of the original Tony Blair (war criminal) to interrogate him in his hotel room. Calling he received an answer from the hotel receptionist whom said, "Bievenue et Bonjour. Comment est-ce-que je puisse vous aider?" to which Déodat said, "je veux qu'on me transfère à un de vos clients qui résident dans le bâtiment. Un certain Tony Makow Blair. Je voudrais sa chambre d'hotel pour lui rendre une visite s'il vous plait." to which she said, "Nous n'avons pas une telle personne dans nos dossiers récents. Désolé Monsieur." to which Déodat said, "Pardonnez moi Madame, je voulais dire, Jean D'arthanian (the MI6 spy's codename)." to which the receptionist said, "C'est bon, je vous transfère..." to which from there he recorded the hotel room number thence hung the phone to leave for the hotel with his daughter. | In the meantime, in Paris Bernadette swore as she was cut off. Whilst she reminisced, one of her own subordinates entered the room to give her some information, "Nous avons intercepté une appelle du cellulaire de Déodat. On dirait qu'il cherche à poursuivre et interroger Agent Spéciale Codée D'Arthanian." to which Bernadette said, "Parfait. Retracez le lieux que Déodat voulait appeller, et nous allons le poursuivre en personne." to which her subordinate nodded before leaving he left her office.
Inside the residence of Géos' current head a family sat in the study with his representative, asking to speak with the wealthy Géos head. "Our family wants justice for the loss of two of our members from that ship sinking. We want compensation, we want some answers, or we shalt go public moreover seek answers by going to Moscow on political asylum thence ask the Soviet government to initialise an inquiry into your company. We are frankly tired of your bloody bullshit, of all this mad roving rubbish. Come on, give us the bare truth for what it really is, no more lies, no more stalling, no more excuses, no more diverting the subject. Give us a definite decision in addition to answer now." the old woman said whilst the other five of her family watched from behind. The British Géos operative, going to nothing more than the code "Monsieur X", said, "Fine, fine. I shalt get to you as soon as he is readied to speaketh." | He went to the old PMC head's private quarters, knocking the door. The Géos head, Bernard Rafael Rothschild, opened the door to let him in. "Good to see you my friend." he said as both chuckled. Thenceforth "Mister X" whispered in his ear about the matter. "We shalt deal with this problem my friend. I shalt concoct something convincing enough to get all these families off of our backs. If we cannot, we shalt just kill them all, one after the next. Now regarding the need for us to close down Géos to prevent anything from going public, we are seeking further assistance from DGSE as well as MI6 alike to achieve this end. I also want Déodat's head, the evidence, whilst furthermore wish for this pathetic tripe to stop in its tracks."
The Mi6 operative nodded thence left the room, heading out to meet the plaintiffs with his conclusions, "Hello," he said to them in an implied condescending tone in addition to look, "Our boss has said to me that the sinking was the accident in the engines, one of them failed thence combusted. The rest followed, thence kaboom the whole entire bloody vessel sank. We shalt think about compensation. We might perhaps give ye free tickets to vacation in the Bahamas, whilst also guarantee to thee that we might attend the funeral of your loved ones. Its the least we can do. Now hassle up! We hath nothing more to discuss here." the British agent said whilst he dismissed the family out of the building, escorting them back to their vehicle, ushering them off. | At the hotel in question, Déodat arrived with his daughter, brought her inside the building, signalled for her to remain seated on one of the waiting benches, as he took the stairs to head up to find Agent Spécial Jean D'Arthanian, to interrogate him. | The operative was in his room whence Déodat broke into the room, commenced to scavenge around for him, thence discovered the next portion of the evidence he needed. A briefcase containing secret cables, recordings, amongst other things pointing to the overall plot he wanted to expose. Jean appeared right behind him, took his pistol from his overcoat thence said, "What the bloody fuck are ye doing here mate?" to which Déodat said, "Go fuck yourself in hell where you belong!" as he turned back, landed a smack in his face, thence threw him onto the ground in a brawl, before throwing him onto the hotel bed to strangle him.
"Where is the man you work for? Why are they killing off former colleagues? What on Earth is going on for Christ's sake?!" Déodat asked in anger as he took out his FN P90 sub-machine gun to point it at Agent Spécial Jean's forehead. "Fuck you, twat. Fine... I work for Géos head Bernard Rafael Rothschild. The DGSE ordered Géos to close down due to our operations being blown, not to mention our cover, ever since we lost that ship, moreover furthermore due to your Martin colleague's leaks to you, which thenceforth from there spurred all the bloody on-going madness you see now." he paused to cough up some blood from his throat thence resumed, "Bloody hell, its a whole damn cleaning up operation. Its what we do ye know! Its people like you that rat us out all too often. If I had been in a better position I would hath killed you right about now." Jean said, whilst Déodat, angered retorted, "We are done here." thence prepared to arm his gun to shoot the MI6 operative in the head.| In the meantime, at the hotel entrance Claudie noticed a grouping of men in dark suits as well as holding assault weapons in their hands entering the building to meet the receptionist. Amongst them was Bernadette, dressed in a beige coloured suit as well as overcoat. She held an FN FAL in her hands. Whence Claudie knew this was trouble, as these people got into the elevator, she placed her hood over her head, entered the elevator with them, thence waited inside until floor four, the one she clicked to pre-emptively part ways in favour of doing the rest via the stairs. Without giving too much a glimpse at the DGSE agents, she left the elevator & ran for it.
She opened the door for the staircases, walking up for the next two floors till the one where her father was, where she saw a hotel room with a door wide open as well as someone yelling in side with a familiar voice. It was her father. She entered the room thence found him shooting the MI6 operative in the head. It was done. Déodat had all the proof he needed. Claudie yelled at him, "Tu viens juste de tuer un autre Papa!" to which Déodat sighed thence responded, "C'était encore une fois de l'autodéfence. Ce n'est pas comme si j'ai le choix. Ces connards nous veulent mort de tous moyens nécessaires. Je protège ma famille, et les vérités que je voudrais bien ressortir... je suis sur que tu aurais pareille Claudie dans ma situation." he said as he reloaded his FN P90 before placing it back into his overcoat. He picked up the briefcase containing the other half of the puzzle, thence led his daughter down into the garage to search for a vehicle they could steal.It was there that Bernadette as well as her kill squads assembled to commence opening fire at Déodat as well as Claudie, lashing out in sustained bursts of bullet fire towards them. "Merde!" Déodat yelled as he lunged down to take cover below a random vehicle. Claudie did the same, yet suddenly had an idea. This was a garage where keys of each vehicle happened to be placed in the hotel's valet area. She saw it, crawled over there, thence began taking different keys to make each vehicle beep within the garage. Bernadette snarled as she looked around confused at what was occurring. "Cherchez partout!" she ordered to her kill squads, whilst she made herself vulnerable to Déodat, whom appeared from her rear with his P90.
"Les mains en l'air!" he said to her, pointing his FN P90 sub-machine gun at her jaws. "Disiez à vos hommes de déposer leurs armes, sinon je vous mitraille!" he yelled at her, whilst she complied, ordering to her kill squads "Déposez vos armes!", thence, looking at Déodat, she said, "Ou sont les choses que je suis venuse ici pour récupérer?" to which Déodat said, "Jamais! Sur mon cadavre, salaud!" he retorted to her. As she tried to turn around to attempt the seductive tactic to get what she wanted from him, Déodat grabbed her, gun still pointing, thence led her to her very armoured bullet proof Citroene vehicle, whilst she said, "Je vois que votre travail comme un peloton d'assassinat vous a enseigné vos aptitudes au combat. Félicitations." to which Déodat ragingly placed her inside the vehicle in the back seats, whilst ushered Claudie to enter at the front passenger seat, even as he got into the driver's seat. He dropped off a fake version of the briefcases with nothing in them, thence ignited the engine, hit the accelerator, thence drove off to leave the hotel. A few minutes later he rolled the vehicle to a halt, opened the back doors, dropped Bernadette off, thence closed the vehicle doors, got back inside, thence drove off again, this time his daughter at the helm, him in the front passenger seat. As he headed off his daughter (whom obviously heard the conversation), said "Peloton d'assassinat?! Peloton d'assassinat?!" as she accelerated the vehicle. Déodat said, "Attends! Je peux expliquer! Laisse-moi tout dire!" she responded, "Je ne te connais même pas à la fin! Tous ces mensonges, tous ces cachoteries, c'est quoi ce gouvernement qui vous empêche de parler à ta famille?!"
He realised she was clearly betrayed from all of this, he sighed thence answered, "J'étais un ancien nettoyeur pour le DGSE et pour Géos. Le fait que je refusais de suivre mes ordres, car les choses qu'on me demandait de faire n'étaient pas morales du tout, faisait qu'ils ont décidé de m'en faire un exemple pour d'autres. De plus, je suis tombé sur, grâce à un collègue, des documents secrets sur un complot du régime de Mardoux et ses alliés de dépolluer la terre à travers un agenda Malthusien et biologiquement mortel. Eh oui je ne m'en fiche pas de cette famille! Sinon je n'aurais jamais fait ce que j'ai fait! Il fallait que je mente pour vous protéger de ce gouvernement de merde! Il y a des règles dans la DGSE, il ne faut rien révéler à personne, sinon ils tuent tas famille et tes amis sont pires! J'ai décidé que j'en ai eu marre de tout cela! Je suis là maintenant!" to which she said, "Merde! La seule raison que tu es revenue ici c'est pour chercher refuge! J'avais une vie, loin de toutes ces bêtises de la mafia Parisienne! J'en ai marre, je vais m'éloigner le plus que je peux de toi!" she said as her father levelled the manual brake to ground the vehicle to a halt. She unbuckled her belt, stood up, opened her door thence ran off to head for the safe-house where the Belgian Arabs kept them. Upon arriving inside, she remained there. | A few hours earlier, Yassir al-Malik was going to have a vile surprise at his home. Several DGSE kill squads broke into his home, thence commenced to open fire on his family, killing his parents, uncle, aunt, grand parents, all in front of his younger cousin, a girl in her ten years of age. She screamed moreover ran for cover to hide behind the fridge.
The kill squads left the house, leaving a warning note behind telling Yassir never to host fugitives ever again lest the Mardoux régime make his life completely utterly miserable. Whence Yassir arrived, he broke into tears moreover sobbed in terror as he saw the disaster, the calamity that befell his family. He was twenty years old, yet now everything was taken away from him. Only his cousin survived. He could hear her cry from her corner. He took her out thence placed her in her room. | Now, Claudie came to the safe house to find the front door opened, as well as tonnes of blood on the ground. Now she wanted to go back to Déodat. She took the phone that was on the table thence tried to call him, however it was too late. Whilst Yassir was too occupied grieving, the kill squads never actually left the house. They were hiding in the shrubs outside, waiting for this ideal moment, as they were on orders to abduct Claudie to utilise her as leverage against Déodat to obtain all the sensitive information to prevent the public from finding out the truth. As she frantically tried to call, they chloroform gagged her, thence dragged her unconscious into their vehicle, driving off back towards an air field where a helicopter awaited them to fly off for Paris. | By the time Déodat arrived to Yassir's home, he saw three ambulances, a number of police cars in addition to journalists on the scene. He entered the home, to find Yassir, his cousin, as well as other Arab in addition to African neighbours grieving over the dead bodies. An African neighbour yelled out, "Merde! Mais qu'est qui s'est passé ici!" as he wept over what had happened here.
Déodat went outside, whilst Yassir followed close behind. "Qui êtes-vous, et que veulent-ils de nous?" Yassir said. Déodat sighed thence explained to him all that had transpired, how he was a former Géos-DGSE agent, how he was almost doomed numerous times, how the DGSE's pursuit against him did not care for all the civilians they had killed. Déodat especially felt saddened not to mention angered at how the hospital where he had once hidden temporarily with his daughter soon came under atrocious assault by DGSE kill squads bent on eliminating him at all costs. He was the French Snowden, however had much more sinister things to reveal, moreover was in a far more precarious situation of being persecuted by Mardoux's régime than ever. Déodat also opened up the two containers/briefcases to reveal to Yassir the secret evidence that was harrowing whilst furthermore incriminating enough to bring the NATO-EU led cabal over to justice before international law, real international law. Not the false rubbish monopolised international law. He also showed Yassir the documents pointing to the destabilisation plans of NATO, as well as their plans of fomenting epidemics of some of the most deadliest diseases ever knownst to humankind. All these facts shocked Yassir. Yes, he knew well of the evil of the NATO EU régimes, whilst furthermore the suffering imposed upon the masses, including the marginalisation of immigrants such as himself, plus the vile Fascist leaning political persecutions increasing over the years, etcetera; however, little did he expect NATO to go amok enough to want to plan a Malthusian depopulation disease-epidemic agenda.
Convinced at last of the direness of the situation Yassir decides he shalt help Déodat with anything he needed. "Je vais vous aider. En fin de compte, j'ai pratiquement perdu toute ma famille. Il ne reste rien d'autre pour moi." thence Déodat simply nodded then said, "Il est temps de partir pour retrouver ma fille. Sinon elle risque d'être foutu." to which Yassir al-Maliki nodded as both left the premises to head out utilising Bernadette's stolen car. In the meantime, Déodat took out his cellular device to compose a number to call Bernadette to utilise some leverage against her, "Madame... haha haha. Vous saviez très bien que j'ai de quoi pour foutre votre carrière putride en enfère." | She was inside a surface Train de Grande Vitesse on board one that would be taking her to Pas-de-Calais whence she received the call. Bernadette's eyes widened in surprise, she knew all too well what Déodat had in his hands at this point. DGSE, DRCI, DRCF were all going to be ratted out... it was only a matter of time. She could not believe the irony, instead of chasing Déodat to silence the whistleblower, she was the one on the run now, on the run to make an agreement with him, due to his leverage. She sighed in stress thence answered, "Oui oui, je comprends... où voulez-vous me voir pour faire des négociations?"| Déodat simply said over the phone, "Venez me voir à Paris, pas loin de l'aéroport international Charles-de-Gaulle" he said to her thence hung up the phone. | Bernadette, in a state of desperation, got out of her train once at Pas-de-Calais, thence took a cab to the nearest DGSE air field to board a private jet for Paris. | In the meantime, DGSE head as well as the head of Géos both showed up to the same location in their armoured limousines, escorted by hired snipers on the roof tops watching at the streets down below.
Déodat arrived to the meeting location, which was somewhere in the streets near the airport, with Yassir. Bernadette arrived with Déodat's daughter, Claudie. "Bon, voici votre fille. Moi je voudrais les informations s'il vous plaît?" to which Déodat thought about something. If he gave her the real information, there would be no truth, moreover the Mardoux régime would kill him, Yassir as well as Claudie either way. He decided to go ahead with his original plan of giving her false forged clones of the files instead. "Tenez, maudite salaud de merde." he said whilst giving her the forged versions. Bernadette grinned as she took the files, whilst from there left the scenes. Déodat looked up thence noticed on one roof snipers.... "Merde... MERDE! Écoute Claudie," he tells his daughter as he gives her a booked flight for the Soviet Union, "Prends cela avec Yassir. Demandez de l'asile politique. Ils vont vous le donner. Je ne peux plus rien faire... pardonne-moi pour n'avoir pas été un bon père, je n'ai pas réussi à te protéger..." he said to his daughter whilst he nudged Yassir on the soldier, "Écoute-moi... je mais confiance en toi, à protéger ma fille... si tu l'aime, tu vas tout faire pour l'empêcher de mourir dans les mains de ce régime putride." to which Yassir said to him as he nodded, "Oui Déodat. Je ferais tout le necéssaire." whilst from there Déodat nudged both, "COURREZ! CACHEZ-VOUS!" whilst the DGSE, DRCI, GIGN, in addition to Géos snipers as well as death squads in the limousines emerged to open fire.
Yassir as well as Claudie lunged to the ground to take cover below Bernadette's stolen car, whilst Déodat took out his FN P90 sub-machine gun to return fire as he hid behind the rear of the car to take cover from which to fire his weapon. The ensuing exchange of gunfire between the régime death squads as well as Déodat was unleashing chaos in the streets whilst civilians ran for cover whence they heard the gunshots from other streets. The snipers reloaded, which was Déodat's chance to throw a smoke screen grenade on the ground, which signalled thence allowed Yassir to take Claudie with him into the stolen régime automobile, thence ignited the engine to start the vehicle which soon rolled off towards another street as Yassir desperately drove it off. Whence the smoke screen cleared the régime death squads realised the car had disappear. "Sécurisez tous les coins de rues, et toutes intersections! Empêcher n'importe quoi de rentrer ou sortir!" whilst Déodat took cover behind another random vehicle, thence open fired his FN P-90 at the rooftops, killing dozens of Mardoux régime snipers in the process. The armoured limousines on the ground were rolling towards Déodat's position on the bridge... He open fired at the vehicles, however it would not be enough.... A surprising event took place however. "FEU!!!" from a slightly opened sewer hatch was heard whilst two soldiers in Fifth French Republic "Armée de Terre" uniforms open fired at the limousines with their Lance-grenade individuel Mle F1 (LGI Mle F1) rocket propelled grenad launchers,
Or utilising their "ERYX" anti-armour shoulder-fired guided missile launchers to explode the six limousines into bursting erupting blasts of exploding firestorms. Those two soldiers called themselves the "Team Syrie". They were knownst for having uploaded pictures of themselves online protesting France's role in the neo-colonialist conspiracy against Souriya Al-Assad. As of 2021, they were heavily involved as their own organisation in guerilla whilst furthermore sabotage operations against Fifth Republic régime forces, achieving 100 successful missions ever since they went clandestine into rebellion. "Allo Déodat! Nous sommes enfin arrivé pour vous aider!" the two soldiers roared whilst they placed their anti-armour weapons over their backs to commence aiming at the rooftops with their FAMAS G2 assault rifles, unleashing hell towards several snipers, before running towards Déodat, thence jumping off the bridge with him into the river water down below... to avoid the ensuing retaliatory fire by the snipers... as well as the "Eurccopter Tigre" helicopter hovering above... | In the meantime, in the car stolen from Agente Spéciale Bernadette, Yassir drove as fast as he could till they arrived at the airport. On them were forged papers that Déodat had also given to them, so that they would not be recognised by airport security wishing to turn them over back into régime hands. The car was parked into the inner parking, whilst Yassir took Claudie with him into the airport. She fell on the ground thence sobbed.
"Mon père est mort! Il est mort!" she cried. Yassir told her, "Shhh.... On ne le sait pas pour certains... il est peut-être vivant... ne t'inquiète pas, je t'aime et je vais tout faire pour te protéger." he said as he lifted her up, wrapped her in his arms thence kissed her. After consoling her he ran with her towards the plane they were supposed to take. They sat in the waiting area as they waited their turn in the long queue at this airport checkpoint. | Sometime later Déodat as well as "Team Syrie" re-emerged through a sewage network which they entered via the river, opening a hatch near the airport. This was where they were soon met by incoming convoys of armoured limousines unloading dozens of GIGN personnel heavily armed with PAPOP assault rifles in their FÉLIN future soldier combat suits. From another vehicle emerged Géos head Bernard Rafael Rothschild, alongside "Mister X", in addition to Bernadette (whom has handcuffed at gunpoint by the régime mercenaries). Mister X chuckled as he yelled, "Ye commies are not getting away this time! We shalt bloody fucking send your dead arses to hell for all we care! That woman too is dead, for failing in the task at hand, moreover for being too soft around your daughter, whence she was supposed to take her over to boss!" X roared as he waved at his troops, whom thence opened fire, blasting Bernadette's brains off. She was dead. X said out loud again, "By orders of Géos, as well as the Fifth Republic, we art hitherto here to place ye commies under arrest whilst also take back those files!"
"Not a bloody shit chance mate. Go to hell bro. Asta la vista, babe!" Déodat said (referencing Terminator) as he took out his FN P-90 submachine gun to gun "X" in the head. The two "Team Syrie" soldiers opened fire from their FAMAS G2 assault rifles as they gunned down wave after wave of régime mercenaries charging at them. Déodat took a thermobaric hand grenade from his overcoat, thence aimed, from there throwing it towards Géos head Bernard, exploding him as well as two dozens of régime thugs in the process. Déodat yelled to the "Team Syrie" soldiers, "VITE! Il est temps de prendre couverture!" as he threw a smoke grenade on the ground to provide them cover as they ran inside an old abandoned factory to utilise it as a foco warfare platform against the superior enemy. They established their positions inside, thence rained hell at all directions at the régime thugs down in the street below, from their rooftop positions. However as a weird buzzing heard was heard, Déodat looked up to notice that same Eurocopter "Tigre Hélicoptère de Combat Polyvalent" reduced-RCS attack helicopter gunship flying towards their direction. He made hand signs to the two "Team Syrie" soldiers, telling to go inside with him to avoid being seen by the incoming helicopter. One of the two pro-Syria soldiers took out a mini drone which they activated to fly down towards the street, to distract thence lure the remainder of the régime thugs inside the building right into a series of mine-laden floors amongst other traps.
If any régime contras made it to the top floor, where Déodat as well as the two French army soldiers hid behind various crates or barrels with their weapons at the ready, they would be gunned down in the ensuing whirlwinds of FAMAS G2 or P-90 lead barrages tearing the remainder of their ranks to shreds. Déodat heard something whizzing from above... "MERDE! UN MISSILE! ÉCHAPPONS-NOUS MAINTENANT!" he yelled whilst he as well as the two former army soldiers both ran down the staircases as the SNEB air-to-ground helicopter rockets crashed into the top floor as well as rooftop, bursting them into fire-balls whilst the fires spread throughout the building gradually in a downwards direction, floor after floor, room after room, crumbling the floors as the fires spread. Down in the streets below Déodat as well as the two soldiers had managed to make out, watching whilst the whole former factory behind them collapsed into a fire-ball of flames ascending to the skies. The three took one of the Géos armoured limousines, thence rolled it off for the airport... whilst the helicopter received orders to follow them... however was aborted... not by its superiors, yet rather by a nearby "Robin des Bois" guerilla unit's stolen Mistral shoulder-fired man-portable air defence systems, whose weapons crashed into the helicopter, bursting it into flames, whilst the guerilla unit itself retreated tactically back into the sewers to avoid inevitable retaliatory fire. Such tactics were frustrating régime forces into a costly wild goose chase...
At the airport, whilst Yassir as well as Claudie waited for their turn at the queue, an exhausted Déodat in ragged clothes from all the fighting arrived, being lifted by the shoulders by the two former army soldiers gone rebellious. Claudie ran to her father in tears hugging him, relieved to see him alive. Déodat walked over to Yassir, patting him on the shoulder, "Vous avez bien réussi à ider ma fille. J'ai confiance en vous à cent pourcents. Maintenant, il faudra que nous prenions tous l'avion... mais ces deux soldats n'ont pas de faux papiers pour aller avec nous... sauf que j'ai un autre plan... suivez-moi, nous allons voler un avion Boeing 787..." he said as he, Claudie, Yassir as well as the two soldiers ran outside to the air field where all planes were parked, thence noticed one Boeing 787 "Dreamliner" that had just finished unloading its passengers. After seeing it emptied, they emerged from behind crates they were hiding near thence got inside the plane, pointing weapons at the pilot, "Au nom de la justice, et de la vérité, je voudrais que vous nous fassions une faveur et de nous amener à Moscou." Déodat said, however to not resemble a criminal he ordered everyone to drop their weapons to get into a more friendlier position with the pilot. Déodat asked the pilot not to be afraid thence showed him the treasure trove of secret documents. "Mon Dieu... notre gouvernement cachait tout ça? Ils sont des vrais salauds." the pilot replied as he calmed down thence told Déodat, "Considerez moi un membre de votre révolution. Vive une France libre!"
"Je vous amène à Moscou! Aller dans la section passagère, nous décollons immédiatement!" the pilot furthermore added, whilst Déodat, his daughter Claudie, Yassir, as well as the two former army soldiers got into the passenger area, buckled up, thence off the plane went, refusing to communicate to the control tower. The pilot only said one thing over communications whilst the plane entered higher altitudes, "Aujourd'hui c'est une révolution! Mardoux, vous êtes foutu!" the pilot roared, whilst Déodat placed the secret files, USB drive, amongst other things holding state secrets back into his overcoat. Besides the vile Géos plots, there were other state secrets, in addition to many more secrets leaked out from corporations in addition to conglomerates, businesses of bourgeois & oligarchs in general, that revealed the existence of the concentration camps. Besides the camps were kept a classified secret from international view by the Mardoux régime, that secret would have only been leaked out by Sixth Republic media in Corsica. This time however more proof was emailed to Déodat by former insiders. He opened his phone, entered his emails, thence saw the trove of régime secrets revealing the cruel nature of these prison-industrialised-complexes, privatised prisoners where political prisoners slaved off in brutalising conditions to their deaths in labour to build armaments for the Fifth Republic régime. It was harrowing, moreover the world would soon know about those Nazi like centres soon enough.
Approaching Moscow International Airport
Moscow
Centre Federal Disctrict
Soviet Union
As they entered the aerospace of the Soviet Union, the plane was commencing to descend in altitude, stabilising as it was gradually nearing the ground to descend onto one of the airport's airfields. The feeling that filled Déodat as well as company was a feeling of freedom... unprecedented freedom... they were no longer in this Capitalist, Fascist, Socially Decadent hell hole any longer... they were approaching freedom... the most beautiful thing... a worker's paradise... the glorious Communist motherland of motherlands, the Soviet Union... Soviet Mother Russia! They looked through their windows in awe as their plane passed by the Kremlin. It was done. They had escaped Western Europe permanently, far from the grasps of Mardoux's bloody vile disgusting régime. A régime endorsed by François Mitterand, François Hollande, Nicolas Sarkozy, Marine Le Pen, amongst other political puppets of the Cabal. Safety was at last met now that their plane had entered Soviet aerospace. Déodat commenced roaring, "Slava SSSR! Smrt' fashizmu, svoboda narodu!" as the plane continued to approach the airport... Whilst in the meantime the pilot said in Russian to the control tower of the international airport, "We art from the Fifth French Republic, O glorious Comrades! We hold important information! We wish to have permission to land for the purposes of political asylum, over & out!" as he put on the plane's radio Soviet National Anthem for the Soviet control tower to hear.
At last, freedom long dreamt of. The UNION OF SOVIET SOCIALIST REPUBLICS. It was as if Heaven was beheld before them. Soon, God Willing, the truth about the dark Fifth Republic would reach the Résistance world. People deserved the know the truth everywhere. Now, this truth was going to come.
Paris, 20ième Arrondissement
Département Paris, Région Île-de-France
Fifth French Republic areas (mainland, id est, la France Métropole)
Sometimes, in hopeless scenarios where revolution seems impossible, turning points can be found amongst people within the establishment whom hath a conscience, moreover art readied to risk it all for the sake of the proletariat/peasant masses...
It was a normal day as usual within the notorious, over the top controversial secret service headquarters of the Fifth Republic's Direction Générale de la Sécurité Extérieure. The agency was infamous for its version of the NSA as well as GCHQ, was infamous for its role alongside other foreign imperialist agencies (such as CIA, MI5, MI6, BND, AIVD, RAW, Pakistan's ISI, Turkish MÏT, Mossad, Taiwan's NSB, South Korea's NIS, Shin Bet, Saudi GIP, Qatar's QSS, former Jordan Mukhabarat (in its times as an independent nation that took part in destabilising Syria), amongst others) in destabilising Résistance nations, in monitoring one's own citizens, in addition to behaviour that almost amounted to either Nazi/Fascist behaviour, Orwellian characterisation, or the mafia behaviour one would note in the House of Cards & X-Files series, whilst also the intrigues of Game of Thrones. | However today, something truly sinister was about to be revealed. A single DGSE agent was going to change history... | As he sat in his cubicle after returning from recent kill squad duty of being ordered to assassinate ten families in Marseilles accused of being "commie sympathisers", the man sat down, reminiscing on the atrocities he had just committed on the agency (as well as the Mardoux régime)'s behalf. He could no longer take it. His moral compass was awakening, moreover now he was growing tired of taking orders to do such madness. Worst of all, a fellow colleague of his had dropped a stack of folders on his desk for him to read (that same colleague would be killed in cold blood by other DGSE units later in the day). It was damning evidence of a sinister NATO/EU, Zionist as well as neo-Khawarjite GCC project. These folders were interactions with other imperialist agencies, with private military organisations (such as G4S, Blackwater/Academi, Greystone, Brit-Am), with private institutions researching lethal biochemical weaponry, as well as of course, the leaders of the NATO-EU régimes, in addition to their regional proxies of the Middle East, whilst furthermore... most damning of all, the Rothschilds, in addition to some Zionist lobbies here or there. The documents were cables, invoices, telephone calls, lists of people involved, etcetera pointing to an elaborate attempt to develop a weaponised strain for Ebola, Bubonic Plague, Chikungunya, amongst other deadly illnesses that ravaged on several occasions in the recent years. Putting the puzzle pieces, it amounted almost... to a plot of Malthusian proportions by neo-imperialist elites to depopulate humankind... as he sifted through the documents, the DGSE agent noticed that something else was peculiar. All microbiologists, virologists, amongst other scientists working in those projects, were being killed. Eccentric disappearances, unexplained murder cases, family members abducted for ransom or to force vows of secrecy, amongst other mafia like measures. It seems as though almost anyone that had been a part of this project was being killed to make sure the truth would never go publicised. The DGSE agent realised he was working for truly bloody vile elites. He had enough. He scanned all the documents, saved them into his one terabyte solid state drive, placed it into his notebook bag, thence left his office in a hurry, leaving his resignation letter at the DGSE director's secretariat. The DGSE agent, Déodat Laurent Pelletier, went throughout the nation in search for information, researching the family members of French persons involved in the project that were terminated. He interviewed those families, learning about how alleged suicides were not the normal character of most of these people, how these people gave their families information on the vile project, how the DGSE itself was sending kill squads to silence the families as well... Convinced something had to be done to stop this, he went into his automobile after his last visit to such a family, thence road off to head home to reflect... however it was not long before... | As he went to pick up his daughter at the Sorbonne, he saw two black coloured bullet proof armoured auto-mobiles enter the parking area, with DGSE kill squads emerging from it. Almost immediately, as soon as they saw him, they commenced opening fire with their PAPOP 2 & FAMAS-G2 assault rifles. "Merde!" Déodat muttered as he lunged down to take cover behind a random car at the parking. The dozens of death squad personnel continued shooting their way around the parking, killing any civilian unfortunate to witness this madness as well. Whence Déodat understood he was indeed the target, he took out his own PAPOP-2 assault weapon thence returned fire, eliminating most of the death squad one after the next. He ran into the Sorbonne thence found his daughter, Claudie. Almost stammering, he entered the place where she was working. "Claudie! Claudie! Vite, viens avec moi, nous devons nous échapper. Je n'ai pas le temps de tout expliquer. Il faut y aller maintenant!" His daughter, nineteen years old, retorted, "Mais qu'est-ce qui pourrait possiblement avoir pour que nous devons... oh mon Dieu......" she said as she suddenly saw the blood on his hands. Déodat simply said, "Ma fille, fait moi confience. Ils faut s'échapper d'ici maintenant avant qu'ils nous retrouve!" as he grabbed her by her left arm, led her out of the Sorbonne, placed her into his car, thence commenced igniting the engine. Just as he was about to get inside, someone approached the vehicle with a heavy weapon in his hands. A familiar colleague of Déodat's, Agent Spécial Évrard Lucas Fortier. Déodat as well as his daughter raised their hands in the air, as Évrard got into a back seat, closed the door thence said, "Allez Déodat. Avance votre voiture. Je vais vous dire quelque chose. On vous a effacé toute votre identité personnelle, tous vos documents de l'État ne sont plus valides. D'après tous les serveurs de Paris, vous n'existez pas, et vous n'avez jamais existé. De plus, votre branche de travail dans la compagnie d'espionnage et de mercenaires privés Géos a été suspendu indéfiniment. Vos comptes bancaires sont tous effacés, et vous aviez reçu un ordre d'éviction de votre maison. Bonne chance connarde, votre traison de nos opérations veut dire qu'il faut maintenant vous en faire d'un exemple. Vous... et votre famille. AVANCE la voiture!" Évrard said, "Sinon je tue votre fille!" as he pointed his gun at Claudie. Déodat stressed, ignited the engine thence commenced departing the parking area with his vehicle, getting into the road thence later on onto a random highway. As he continued to drive, he suddenly had an idea. "Claudie, met tas ceinture! Je te l'avais toujours dis de faire cela!" whilst Évrard said, "N'essaie pas de faire quelque chose de stupide, maudit abruti de merde!". Déodat ignored what he said, accelerating the vehicle as soon as his daughter was in her seat belt. He knew Évrard was not. He was going to provoke a little accident to force Évrard's body to fly to the front thence crash his face in the wind-shield window. He continued to accelerate the vehicle, zig-zagging down the road on a highway overpass before making a hard turn right to jump the car off in a stunt, flipping the vehicle thence crashing onto the ground upside down on a lower road under the overpass. Évrard's body flew to crash into the front window, knocking him unconscious. The air bags saved Déodat as well as Claudie. Claudie was the first to emerge from the car wreckage. She opened her door thence got out. She was terrified, awaited for her father to hopefully emerge. Rather, it was Évrard that regained consciousness thence popped out to shoot at her. She screamed in horror thence started running, whilst her father Déodat emerged from the front driver seat at last, punching Évrard in the face before getting into a prolonged fist fight as well as brawl that eventually resulted in Déodat choking Évrard to death with his hands. "Vous n'avez aucune idée avec qui vous vous mêlez... ni avec qui vous avez affaire......" Évrard said before dying. Claudie gasped as her father came over. "C'était un de tes collègues? Pourquoi voudrait-il nous poursuivre... et, tu viens juste de le tuer?! Allons-y chez les policiers qui viennent vers nous pour leur dire notre histoire." she yelled to him Déodat retorted in anger, "Mais merde alors! C'est un abruti qui voulait nous tuer! C'est de l'autodéfence valide. Et non, il ne faut rien dire à aucun policier. D'ailleurs en fait, à presque personne d'autres non plus. Il n'y a rien qu'ils peuvent faire pour nous. Soit ils sont impotents dans tout cela, ou ils vont nous trahir et nous apporter droit dans les mains de Mardoux." as he grabbed her thence ran off with her away from the police officers that were coming to the scene. The went into the nearby village in a nearest highway exit. There, they found an old abandoned home. Déodat utilised his tools, thence broke down the main door to get her daughter as well as himself inside. He closed the door behind them. Claudie protested, "Mais qu'est-ce-que c'est tout ça? Pourquoi veulent-ils nous tuer? Et pourquoi est-ce-que nous devons courire? Et merde alors, pourquoi voudrais-tu que j'ai confiance en toi en ce moment?" to which Déodat said, "Ma fille, je ne sais pas. J'ai perdu mon identité, ils ont effacé mon compte de banque, et en plus, l'endroit ou la plupart de mes collègues travaillent à comme disparus de la carte. Je ne comprends plus rien. On-dirait qu'il y a un nettoyage... écoute, si tu veux t'en sortir vivant, tu dois m'écouter à la lettre. Peux-tu me faire confiance? Je vais tout expliquer plus tard." to which Claudie said, "D'accord..." as she sighed. Her father looked through his cellular phone, thence typed in the location of a random TGV train station, it was where the working lockers of him as well as his colleagues were. He grabbed his daughter, telling her, "Il est temps de partir. Nous ne pourrons plus jamais rentrer chez nous. C'est fini, sinon ils nous trouveront trop facilement." She simply nodded. Thence the two walked to a taxi, got inside thence ordered the driver to take them to the train station in question. Upon arrival, Déodat told Claudie, "Écoute-moi, baisse ta tète, ne montre ton visage à personne. Et suis-moi à la lettre." he said to her as she nodded then followed him into the bullet-train station to where the lockers were. As Déodat searched thence found Évrard's locker, he utilised a skeleton key to break through the lock to open it up. Inside were piles of DGSE secret documents. Each one of those files were profiled lists of former DGSE as well as Géos operatives in addition to profiles of their family members... a hit list... He put the laminated files into his overcoat, then lead his daughter out of the station to head for a morgue based upon one particular document. Upon entering the hospital he found a colleague working there thence told him, "Gardez ma fille ici. Laisse-moi fouiller dans la morgue." to which the colleague nodded thence told Claudie, "Personne ne doit vous voir ici. Reste dans cette salle avec nous. Vous n'avez pas le choix." he said to her, as she sat down thence watched, petrified as her father scavenged through the bodies to identify his colleagues. Her father was bewildered. Almost all the corpses recently brought in, amounted to nearly all of his former colleagues, except for one woman in particular... he had to find out her name somehow... "Merde! Mais qu'est qui se passe ici?!" Déodat said. Claudie nearly fainted from the smell of the dead moreover coughed up at the stench. She was terrorised at all that transpired. "As-tu tué ces gens-là?" she asked. To which her father said, "Non c'était mes collègues de travail... je ne comprends plus rien. Pourquoi sont-ils tous en train de se faire tuer? Je ne pourrais jamais le dire." he led her out of the morgue. | Outside the hospital a single DGSE highly trained "Nettoyeur" arrived. His face was covered with a dark mask. He wore complete black for his entire suit. Under it was body armour. He entered into the hospital thence at the receptionist's desk, where the lady said "Bonjour", the government assassin took his FN P90 sub-machine gun, shooting several rounds into her chest, whilst causing others in the hospital to break into a panic. He open fired on virtually any patient, nurse, doctor etcetera of a civilian in the building the moved, acting upon orders that there would be absolutely no witnesses to this off the record operation. He thence took the stairs in search of the morgue, where he found the owner (Déodat's colleague Dédier), whom soon took several shots to the head by this DGSE assassin. | In the hallway Déodat muttered beneath his breath "Merde! Vite, suis-moi." thence whispering thus to his daughter as he grabbed her to lead her down the hall to the emergency stairs to go to another floor. They got into an ward where patients were bedridden in their rooms sleeping at night. Both Déodat as well as his daughter hid under one of the stretcher beds in a section of the room that had curtains. The DGSE hired gun entered the room, attempting to sniff them out by open firing to unleash a fire-storm of bullets. He shot up at all the patients, removed each bed sheet or displaced the stretchers to search for them. Déodat emerged quietly, grabbed a metallic rod, thence charged at the assassin to attack him on the rear, hitting his left shoulder with the rod. Swiftly the agent turned about instinctively thence wrestled for control of the rod, before long getting into some fist fight thence eventually judo brawl with Déodat. Claudie watched in horror as the fighting continued. She tried to stand up however in cold blood as soon as the DGSE assassin saw her he took his FN P90 thence shot her one bullet, however fortunately missing, landing it in her left arm instead. She shrieked in pain before collapsing to the ground in anguish. Her father grew even more furious thence lunged at the assassin, throwing him on the floor, punching him in the face, strangling him to near death, thence taking his sub-machine gun to shoot the vile killer right in the bloody face where he deserved it. After it was done he went over to his daughter, led her to a room where first aid kits were, thence took a bottle of peroxide. "Ça fera mal. Mais il faut quand même le faire." he said as he put some peroxide over her wound, took his dagger from his pocket thence reached in to extract the bullet, which he placed onto the ground. He took a package of large bandages, thence wrapped a long one around her arm to pressurise the wound to prevent more blood from leaking out. "C'est fait. Maintenant il faut sortir d'ici et aller à un endroit sécuritaire." he said to her as he led her out of the building to steal the assassin's car. He drove it off with Claudie in the back seat, heading for a restaurant to wash up in the public toilets. He got inside the place where it was reserved for family, taking his daughter inside, locked the door, thence went to the sink to wash his face, his hands, his dagger, etcetera. She told him, "Maman m'avait toujours dit que tu travaillais pour le gouvernement dans le ministère des affaires extérieures. Pour qui travailles-tu vraiment finalement? Je ne te connais même pas à la fin." to which Déodat said as he sighed in tearful relief, "Ma femma ta mère a bien fait de te mentir. Pour te protéger. Je travaille pour le DGSE, j'aide des gens à sortir des situations compliquées...." to which Claudine said "Mon Dieu! Tout ce temps, tu travaillais pour le DGSE...." however her father said not another word as he led her out back outside, into the car, thence drove off to a TGV station. He took her out, thence told her as he led her to street alley near the station, "Reste là. Ne montre ton visage à personne. Ils ne pourront pas t'identifier. Moi je vais m'infiltrer et faire semble d'être un touriste. N'oublie surtout pas de pencher ta tête en avant. C'est la meilleure chose à faire. Et met la capuche de ton manteau en cuivre par dessus la tête. Ne laisse personne te trouver." he told her as he went inside the station, lowered his head, thence took out a tourist map, unfolded it, delved his face into it as if he were reading thence got himself into a crowd of Belgian tourists. His daughter in the meantime saw several régime police officers in addition to a number of men in dark suits as well as sunglasses walking down the streets. Panicking, she commenced to run, unfortunately drawing their attention in the process. The Mardoux régime's agents continued to pursue her until she managed to mingle herself into the crowd of Belgian tourists where her father happened to be in. He pretended to read the map out loud whilst grinning as he gave his daughter a wink. They got into a bullet train headed off for Brussels in Belgium, where they dropped off moreover eventually headed to find a safe-house, of an old Algerian friend of Déodat's. He knocked on their door, thence forth from there Yassir al-Malik opened up to let them in. "Asalaam aleykum Déodat. Que fait tu ici?" to which Déodat said, "Je n'ai pas le temps de m'expliquer. Câche ma fille ici avec ta famille. Je vais faire quelque chose de très important." he said as he left the building thence took a taxi to leave for an abandoned warehouse that used to be a principle base of joint DGSE, CIA, Géos, Blackwater, MI6, BND, AIVD, in addition to the Belgian General Intelligence & Security Service (GISS) operations, owned by Géos. It was abandoned whence he got inside. All the former personnel there were dead on the floor. There was blood everywhere. It seemed as if DGSE had already arrived here. He scavenged about till he found a centrifuge containing samples of biological weaponry devised for the vile Malthusian scheme he became aware of, as well as some secret files he found somewhere in a random drawer in this very warehouse, of the various agencies formerly operating here. It was about plans of smuggling Ebola, Chikungunya amongst others to the global south to destabilise them by fomenting chaos in addition to panic & mass death from those weapons. He also found out that because of his former colleague Martin Boudain's leak of the secret manoeuvres, not to mention the sinking of one of the ships containing the cargo involving the delivery of missiles to Belgium to assemble the warheads here to ship them out (ship sank due to officially a 'malfunction in the engines that caused an internal explosion'). He found out the ship was actually deliberately scuttled with everyone inside, as soon as it became knownst Bilad ash-Sham's warships were in the area to thwart the NATO Gibraltar theatre. The ship along with its classified weapons were scuttled to the bottom of the ocean. Families of those whom died filed lawsuit after lawsuit to both sue Géos as well as attempt to get some answers into the deaths of their family members, not to mention some apologising. Déodat also learnt that the missiles supposed to carry the weapons (according to the secret files in the warehouse), were supposed to be land-based variants of CVS401 Perseus reduced-RCS supersonic cruise missiles that could be mounted onto infantry towed customised rocket launchers (based off of Croatian RAK-12 towed rocket launcher) to be mounted onto technical rears by terrorist organisations operating in Africa to deploy the biological warheads against civilian areas. The goal was to plunge the global South into more misery, to wreak havoc to weaken them all too well to make them completely submit to NATO's Fourth Reich. Déodat thought to himself, such an evil plan that this was! He looked up the names of people involved in the project thence found someone that was not crossed off. It was Agente Spéciale Bernadette. In the meantime at DGSE headquarters in Paris Bernadette was summoned to a briefing by DGSE chiefs. General Florence Thibault Bureau, the incumbent head of the DGSE, said at the meeting, to a British MI6 attachée present "We had to make an example out of Déodat. His refusal to follow orders, moreover his moves to rat us out, pose an immense threat to the operations of our agency. We shalt eradicate the threat, eliminate all bloody witnesses, thenceforth from there get the bloody freaking job doneth. I summoned Bernadette here because we know she has had intimate relations with the former agent in question. Furthermore, we had to close down all Géos operations to prevent anything more from coming out. All agents linked to Géos are being targeted by our kill squads. In addition, the current head of Géos approved our clamp downs in his corporate ranks. It is a joint operation. Now, we want her to get Déodat, retrieve all the evidence he has to incriminate us, moreover turn it over to us, with whatever means necessary if it must be realised." he said to the MI6 agent, whom simply nodded thence grinned. General Florence told the same in French to his own personnel at the briefing, thenceforth from there stood up, walked over to Bernadette's seat, telling her, "Faisiez tout le necéssaire pour attrapper Déodat et les preuves. Ne prennez aucun prisoniers. Utilisez sa famille en tant que monnaie d'échange. Faisiez tous le necéssaire. Aucun de ces chose ne doivent être permit d'aller publique!" he said whilst he also dismissed the meeting. Bernadette nodded thence went to her office. She was involved with Géos in the past, especially in the smuggling operations of Ebola in addition to Chinkungunya during the already contained 2014 outbreaks. She was however unaware that they were closing down Géos abruptly. She was never expecting it. Not for one bloody moment whatsoever. She was surprised the DGSE's heads never disclosed a peep to her. She was the second in command of the Géos operations. She felt betrayed, however she was not willing to risk her life turning against this complex mafia she worked for. She thus, as a coward would do, chose to stick to her orders. Inside her office she picked the phone to call Déodat's cell. From within the warehouse he heard his cell echo throughout the hollow building. He took it from his pocket then answered it, "Oui?" to which the all too familiar voice replied, "C'est moi. Tu sais très bien pourquoi j'appelle, et ceux où nous avons besoin d'avoir, si tu ne veux pas perdre ton père ni ta fille." she said. Déodat sighed, he recognised her bloody voice! He replied raspingly, "Va chier espèce de salaud! Oui, j'ai tous ceux que vous voulez avoir, mais je n'ai aucune intention de vous donner cette information ni les preuves. Ils iront tous publique lorsque je suis en asile politique soit en Corse dans la sixième République, ou à Moscou dans l'Union Soviétique. Et je parlerais de toutes vos bêtises aux publiques internationales, en espérant que la justice vous viendra dans la face. J'en ai eu marre de cette façade d'innocence, ce jeu que vous jouez contre l'humanité. Je mettrais une fin à toutes vos opérations avec ces révélations." He hung up on her, gathered everything thence left the warehouse to go to his friend's home to fetch his daughter. "Vite, il faut partir." he said to her as he took Claudie out to go make some calls. He composed a number, to a certain hotel, in search of another colleague of his, MI6 Special Agent Tony Makow Blair, a distant, Zionist relative (fictitious) of the original Tony Blair (war criminal) to interrogate him in his hotel room. Calling he received an answer from the hotel receptionist whom said, "Bievenue et Bonjour. Comment est-ce-que je puisse vous aider?" to which Déodat said, "je veux qu'on me transfère à un de vos clients qui résident dans le bâtiment. Un certain Tony Makow Blair. Je voudrais sa chambre d'hotel pour lui rendre une visite s'il vous plait." to which she said, "Nous n'avons pas une telle personne dans nos dossiers récents. Désolé Monsieur." to which Déodat said, "Pardonnez moi Madame, je voulais dire, Jean D'arthanian (the MI6 spy's codename)." to which the receptionist said, "C'est bon, je vous transfère..." to which from there he recorded the hotel room number thence hung the phone to leave for the hotel with his daughter. | In the meantime, in Paris Bernadette swore as she was cut off. Whilst she reminisced, one of her own subordinates entered the room to give her some information, "Nous avons intercepté une appelle du cellulaire de Déodat. On dirait qu'il cherche à poursuivre et interroger Agent Spéciale Codée D'Arthanian." to which Bernadette said, "Parfait. Retracez le lieux que Déodat voulait appeller, et nous allons le poursuivre en personne." to which her subordinate nodded before leaving he left her office. Inside the residence of Géos' current head a family sat in the study with his representative, asking to speak with the wealthy Géos head. "Our family wants justice for the loss of two of our members from that ship sinking. We want compensation, we want some answers, or we shalt go public moreover seek answers by going to Moscow on political asylum thence ask the Soviet government to initialise an inquiry into your company. We are frankly tired of your bloody bullshit, of all this mad roving rubbish. Come on, give us the bare truth for what it really is, no more lies, no more stalling, no more excuses, no more diverting the subject. Give us a definite decision in addition to answer now." the old woman said whilst the other five of her family watched from behind. The British Géos operative, going to nothing more than the code "Monsieur X", said, "Fine, fine. I shalt get to you as soon as he is readied to speaketh." | He went to the old PMC head's private quarters, knocking the door. The Géos head, Bernard Rafael Rothschild, opened the door to let him in. "Good to see you my friend." he said as both chuckled. Thenceforth "Mister X" whispered in his ear about the matter. "We shalt deal with this problem my friend. I shalt concoct something convincing enough to get all these families off of our backs. If we cannot, we shalt just kill them all, one after the next. Now regarding the need for us to close down Géos to prevent anything from going public, we are seeking further assistance from DGSE as well as MI6 alike to achieve this end. I also want Déodat's head, the evidence, whilst furthermore wish for this pathetic tripe to stop in its tracks." The Mi6 operative nodded thence left the room, heading out to meet the plaintiffs with his conclusions, "Hello," he said to them in an implied condescending tone in addition to look, "Our boss has said to me that the sinking was the accident in the engines, one of them failed thence combusted. The rest followed, thence kaboom the whole entire bloody vessel sank. We shalt think about compensation. We might perhaps give ye free tickets to vacation in the Bahamas, whilst also guarantee to thee that we might attend the funeral of your loved ones. Its the least we can do. Now hassle up! We hath nothing more to discuss here." the British agent said whilst he dismissed the family out of the building, escorting them back to their vehicle, ushering them off. | At the hotel in question, Déodat arrived with his daughter, brought her inside the building, signalled for her to remain seated on one of the waiting benches, as he took the stairs to head up to find Agent Spécial Jean D'Arthanian, to interrogate him. | The operative was in his room whence Déodat broke into the room, commenced to scavenge around for him, thence discovered the next portion of the evidence he needed. A briefcase containing secret cables, recordings, amongst other things pointing to the overall plot he wanted to expose. Jean appeared right behind him, took his pistol from his overcoat thence said, "What the bloody fuck are ye doing here mate?" to which Déodat said, "Go fuck yourself in hell where you belong!" as he turned back, landed a smack in his face, thence threw him onto the ground in a brawl, before throwing him onto the hotel bed to strangle him. "Where is the man you work for? Why are they killing off former colleagues? What on Earth is going on for Christ's sake?!" Déodat asked in anger as he took out his FN P90 sub-machine gun to point it at Agent Spécial Jean's forehead. "Fuck you, twat. Fine... I work for Géos head Bernard Rafael Rothschild. The DGSE ordered Géos to close down due to our operations being blown, not to mention our cover, ever since we lost that ship, moreover furthermore due to your Martin colleague's leaks to you, which thenceforth from there spurred all the bloody on-going madness you see now." he paused to cough up some blood from his throat thence resumed, "Bloody hell, its a whole damn cleaning up operation. Its what we do ye know! Its people like you that rat us out all too often. If I had been in a better position I would hath killed you right about now." Jean said, whilst Déodat, angered retorted, "We are done here." thence prepared to arm his gun to shoot the MI6 operative in the head.| In the meantime, at the hotel entrance Claudie noticed a grouping of men in dark suits as well as holding assault weapons in their hands entering the building to meet the receptionist. Amongst them was Bernadette, dressed in a beige coloured suit as well as overcoat. She held an FN FAL in her hands. Whence Claudie knew this was trouble, as these people got into the elevator, she placed her hood over her head, entered the elevator with them, thence waited inside until floor four, the one she clicked to pre-emptively part ways in favour of doing the rest via the stairs. Without giving too much a glimpse at the DGSE agents, she left the elevator & ran for it. She opened the door for the staircases, walking up for the next two floors till the one where her father was, where she saw a hotel room with a door wide open as well as someone yelling in side with a familiar voice. It was her father. She entered the room thence found him shooting the MI6 operative in the head. It was done. Déodat had all the proof he needed. Claudie yelled at him, "Tu viens juste de tuer un autre Papa!" to which Déodat sighed thence responded, "C'était encore une fois de l'autodéfence. Ce n'est pas comme si j'ai le choix. Ces connards nous veulent mort de tous moyens nécessaires. Je protège ma famille, et les vérités que je voudrais bien ressortir... je suis sur que tu aurais pareille Claudie dans ma situation." he said as he reloaded his FN P90 before placing it back into his overcoat. He picked up the briefcase containing the other half of the puzzle, thence led his daughter down into the garage to search for a vehicle they could steal.It was there that Bernadette as well as her kill squads assembled to commence opening fire at Déodat as well as Claudie, lashing out in sustained bursts of bullet fire towards them. "Merde!" Déodat yelled as he lunged down to take cover below a random vehicle. Claudie did the same, yet suddenly had an idea. This was a garage where keys of each vehicle happened to be placed in the hotel's valet area. She saw it, crawled over there, thence began taking different keys to make each vehicle beep within the garage. Bernadette snarled as she looked around confused at what was occurring. "Cherchez partout!" she ordered to her kill squads, whilst she made herself vulnerable to Déodat, whom appeared from her rear with his P90. "Les mains en l'air!" he said to her, pointing his FN P90 sub-machine gun at her jaws. "Disiez à vos hommes de déposer leurs armes, sinon je vous mitraille!" he yelled at her, whilst she complied, ordering to her kill squads "Déposez vos armes!", thence, looking at Déodat, she said, "Ou sont les choses que je suis venuse ici pour récupérer?" to which Déodat said, "Jamais! Sur mon cadavre, salaud!" he retorted to her. As she tried to turn around to attempt the seductive tactic to get what she wanted from him, Déodat grabbed her, gun still pointing, thence led her to her very armoured bullet proof Citroene vehicle, whilst she said, "Je vois que votre travail comme un peloton d'assassinat vous a enseigné vos aptitudes au combat. Félicitations." to which Déodat ragingly placed her inside the vehicle in the back seats, whilst ushered Claudie to enter at the front passenger seat, even as he got into the driver's seat. He dropped off a fake version of the briefcases with nothing in them, thence ignited the engine, hit the accelerator, thence drove off to leave the hotel. A few minutes later he rolled the vehicle to a halt, opened the back doors, dropped Bernadette off, thence closed the vehicle doors, got back inside, thence drove off again, this time his daughter at the helm, him in the front passenger seat. As he headed off his daughter (whom obviously heard the conversation), said "Peloton d'assassinat?! Peloton d'assassinat?!" as she accelerated the vehicle. Déodat said, "Attends! Je peux expliquer! Laisse-moi tout dire!" she responded, "Je ne te connais même pas à la fin! Tous ces mensonges, tous ces cachoteries, c'est quoi ce gouvernement qui vous empêche de parler à ta famille?!" He realised she was clearly betrayed from all of this, he sighed thence answered, "J'étais un ancien nettoyeur pour le DGSE et pour Géos. Le fait que je refusais de suivre mes ordres, car les choses qu'on me demandait de faire n'étaient pas morales du tout, faisait qu'ils ont décidé de m'en faire un exemple pour d'autres. De plus, je suis tombé sur, grâce à un collègue, des documents secrets sur un complot du régime de Mardoux et ses alliés de dépolluer la terre à travers un agenda Malthusien et biologiquement mortel. Eh oui je ne m'en fiche pas de cette famille! Sinon je n'aurais jamais fait ce que j'ai fait! Il fallait que je mente pour vous protéger de ce gouvernement de merde! Il y a des règles dans la DGSE, il ne faut rien révéler à personne, sinon ils tuent tas famille et tes amis sont pires! J'ai décidé que j'en ai eu marre de tout cela! Je suis là maintenant!" to which she said, "Merde! La seule raison que tu es revenue ici c'est pour chercher refuge! J'avais une vie, loin de toutes ces bêtises de la mafia Parisienne! J'en ai marre, je vais m'éloigner le plus que je peux de toi!" she said as her father levelled the manual brake to ground the vehicle to a halt. She unbuckled her belt, stood up, opened her door thence ran off to head for the safe-house where the Belgian Arabs kept them. Upon arriving inside, she remained there. | A few hours earlier, Yassir al-Malik was going to have a vile surprise at his home. Several DGSE kill squads broke into his home, thence commenced to open fire on his family, killing his parents, uncle, aunt, grand parents, all in front of his younger cousin, a girl in her ten years of age. She screamed moreover ran for cover to hide behind the fridge. The kill squads left the house, leaving a warning note behind telling Yassir never to host fugitives ever again lest the Mardoux régime make his life completely utterly miserable. Whence Yassir arrived, he broke into tears moreover sobbed in terror as he saw the disaster, the calamity that befell his family. He was twenty years old, yet now everything was taken away from him. Only his cousin survived. He could hear her cry from her corner. He took her out thence placed her in her room. | Now, Claudie came to the safe house to find the front door opened, as well as tonnes of blood on the ground. Now she wanted to go back to Déodat. She took the phone that was on the table thence tried to call him, however it was too late. Whilst Yassir was too occupied grieving, the kill squads never actually left the house. They were hiding in the shrubs outside, waiting for this ideal moment, as they were on orders to abduct Claudie to utilise her as leverage against Déodat to obtain all the sensitive information to prevent the public from finding out the truth. As she frantically tried to call, they chloroform gagged her, thence dragged her unconscious into their vehicle, driving off back towards an air field where a helicopter awaited them to fly off for Paris. | By the time Déodat arrived to Yassir's home, he saw three ambulances, a number of police cars in addition to journalists on the scene. He entered the home, to find Yassir, his cousin, as well as other Arab in addition to African neighbours grieving over the dead bodies. An African neighbour yelled out, "Merde! Mais qu'est qui s'est passé ici!" as he wept over what had happened here. Déodat went outside, whilst Yassir followed close behind. "Qui êtes-vous, et que veulent-ils de nous?" Yassir said. Déodat sighed thence explained to him all that had transpired, how he was a former Géos-DGSE agent, how he was almost doomed numerous times, how the DGSE's pursuit against him did not care for all the civilians they had killed. Déodat especially felt saddened not to mention angered at how the hospital where he had once hidden temporarily with his daughter soon came under atrocious assault by DGSE kill squads bent on eliminating him at all costs. He was the French Snowden, however had much more sinister things to reveal, moreover was in a far more precarious situation of being persecuted by Mardoux's régime than ever. Déodat also opened up the two containers/briefcases to reveal to Yassir the secret evidence that was harrowing whilst furthermore incriminating enough to bring the NATO-EU led cabal over to justice before international law, real international law. Not the false rubbish monopolised international law. He also showed Yassir the documents pointing to the destabilisation plans of NATO, as well as their plans of fomenting epidemics of some of the most deadliest diseases ever knownst to humankind. All these facts shocked Yassir. Yes, he knew well of the evil of the NATO EU régimes, whilst furthermore the suffering imposed upon the masses, including the marginalisation of immigrants such as himself, plus the vile Fascist leaning political persecutions increasing over the years, etcetera; however, little did he expect NATO to go amok enough to want to plan a Malthusian depopulation disease-epidemic agenda. Convinced at last of the direness of the situation Yassir decides he shalt help Déodat with anything he needed. "Je vais vous aider. En fin de compte, j'ai pratiquement perdu toute ma famille. Il ne reste rien d'autre pour moi." thence Déodat simply nodded then said, "Il est temps de partir pour retrouver ma fille. Sinon elle risque d'être foutu." to which Yassir al-Maliki nodded as both left the premises to head out utilising Bernadette's stolen car. In the meantime, Déodat took out his cellular device to compose a number to call Bernadette to utilise some leverage against her, "Madame... haha haha. Vous saviez très bien que j'ai de quoi pour foutre votre carrière putride en enfère." | She was inside a surface Train de Grande Vitesse on board one that would be taking her to Pas-de-Calais whence she received the call. Bernadette's eyes widened in surprise, she knew all too well what Déodat had in his hands at this point. DGSE, DRCI, DRCF were all going to be ratted out... it was only a matter of time. She could not believe the irony, instead of chasing Déodat to silence the whistleblower, she was the one on the run now, on the run to make an agreement with him, due to his leverage. She sighed in stress thence answered, "Oui oui, je comprends... où voulez-vous me voir pour faire des négociations?"| Déodat simply said over the phone, "Venez me voir à Paris, pas loin de l'aéroport international Charles-de-Gaulle" he said to her thence hung up the phone. | Bernadette, in a state of desperation, got out of her train once at Pas-de-Calais, thence took a cab to the nearest DGSE air field to board a private jet for Paris. | In the meantime, DGSE head as well as the head of Géos both showed up to the same location in their armoured limousines, escorted by hired snipers on the roof tops watching at the streets down below. Déodat arrived to the meeting location, which was somewhere in the streets near the airport, with Yassir. Bernadette arrived with Déodat's daughter, Claudie. "Bon, voici votre fille. Moi je voudrais les informations s'il vous plaît?" to which Déodat thought about something. If he gave her the real information, there would be no truth, moreover the Mardoux régime would kill him, Yassir as well as Claudie either way. He decided to go ahead with his original plan of giving her false forged clones of the files instead. "Tenez, maudite salaud de merde." he said whilst giving her the forged versions. Bernadette grinned as she took the files, whilst from there left the scenes. Déodat looked up thence noticed on one roof snipers.... "Merde... MERDE! Écoute Claudie," he tells his daughter as he gives her a booked flight for the Soviet Union, "Prends cela avec Yassir. Demandez de l'asile politique. Ils vont vous le donner. Je ne peux plus rien faire... pardonne-moi pour n'avoir pas été un bon père, je n'ai pas réussi à te protéger..." he said to his daughter whilst he nudged Yassir on the soldier, "Écoute-moi... je mais confiance en toi, à protéger ma fille... si tu l'aime, tu vas tout faire pour l'empêcher de mourir dans les mains de ce régime putride." to which Yassir said to him as he nodded, "Oui Déodat. Je ferais tout le necéssaire." whilst from there Déodat nudged both, "COURREZ! CACHEZ-VOUS!" whilst the DGSE, DRCI, GIGN, in addition to Géos snipers as well as death squads in the limousines emerged to open fire. Yassir as well as Claudie lunged to the ground to take cover below Bernadette's stolen car, whilst Déodat took out his FN P90 sub-machine gun to return fire as he hid behind the rear of the car to take cover from which to fire his weapon. The ensuing exchange of gunfire between the régime death squads as well as Déodat was unleashing chaos in the streets whilst civilians ran for cover whence they heard the gunshots from other streets. The snipers reloaded, which was Déodat's chance to throw a smoke screen grenade on the ground, which signalled thence allowed Yassir to take Claudie with him into the stolen régime automobile, thence ignited the engine to start the vehicle which soon rolled off towards another street as Yassir desperately drove it off. Whence the smoke screen cleared the régime death squads realised the car had disappear. "Sécurisez tous les coins de rues, et toutes intersections! Empêcher n'importe quoi de rentrer ou sortir!" whilst Déodat took cover behind another random vehicle, thence open fired his FN P-90 at the rooftops, killing dozens of Mardoux régime snipers in the process. The armoured limousines on the ground were rolling towards Déodat's position on the bridge... He open fired at the vehicles, however it would not be enough.... A surprising event took place however. "FEU!!!" from a slightly opened sewer hatch was heard whilst two soldiers in Fifth French Republic "Armée de Terre" uniforms open fired at the limousines with their Lance-grenade individuel Mle F1 (LGI Mle F1) rocket propelled grenad launchers, Or utilising their "ERYX" anti-armour shoulder-fired guided missile launchers to explode the six limousines into bursting erupting blasts of exploding firestorms. Those two soldiers called themselves the "Team Syrie". They were knownst for having uploaded pictures of themselves online protesting France's role in the neo-colonialist conspiracy against Souriya Al-Assad. As of 2021, they were heavily involved as their own organisation in guerilla whilst furthermore sabotage operations against Fifth Republic régime forces, achieving 100 successful missions ever since they went clandestine into rebellion. "Allo Déodat! Nous sommes enfin arrivé pour vous aider!" the two soldiers roared whilst they placed their anti-armour weapons over their backs to commence aiming at the rooftops with their FAMAS G2 assault rifles, unleashing hell towards several snipers, before running towards Déodat, thence jumping off the bridge with him into the river water down below... to avoid the ensuing retaliatory fire by the snipers... as well as the "Eurccopter Tigre" helicopter hovering above... | In the meantime, in the car stolen from Agente Spéciale Bernadette, Yassir drove as fast as he could till they arrived at the airport. On them were forged papers that Déodat had also given to them, so that they would not be recognised by airport security wishing to turn them over back into régime hands. The car was parked into the inner parking, whilst Yassir took Claudie with him into the airport. She fell on the ground thence sobbed. "Mon père est mort! Il est mort!" she cried. Yassir told her, "Shhh.... On ne le sait pas pour certains... il est peut-être vivant... ne t'inquiète pas, je t'aime et je vais tout faire pour te protéger." he said as he lifted her up, wrapped her in his arms thence kissed her. After consoling her he ran with her towards the plane they were supposed to take. They sat in the waiting area as they waited their turn in the long queue at this airport checkpoint. | Sometime later Déodat as well as "Team Syrie" re-emerged through a sewage network which they entered via the river, opening a hatch near the airport. This was where they were soon met by incoming convoys of armoured limousines unloading dozens of GIGN personnel heavily armed with PAPOP assault rifles in their FÉLIN future soldier combat suits. From another vehicle emerged Géos head Bernard Rafael Rothschild, alongside "Mister X", in addition to Bernadette (whom has handcuffed at gunpoint by the régime mercenaries). Mister X chuckled as he yelled, "Ye commies are not getting away this time! We shalt bloody fucking send your dead arses to hell for all we care! That woman too is dead, for failing in the task at hand, moreover for being too soft around your daughter, whence she was supposed to take her over to boss!" X roared as he waved at his troops, whom thence opened fire, blasting Bernadette's brains off. She was dead. X said out loud again, "By orders of Géos, as well as the Fifth Republic, we art hitherto here to place ye commies under arrest whilst also take back those files!" "Not a bloody shit chance mate. Go to hell bro. Asta la vista, babe!" Déodat said (referencing Terminator) as he took out his FN P-90 submachine gun to gun "X" in the head. The two "Team Syrie" soldiers opened fire from their FAMAS G2 assault rifles as they gunned down wave after wave of régime mercenaries charging at them. Déodat took a thermobaric hand grenade from his overcoat, thence aimed, from there throwing it towards Géos head Bernard, exploding him as well as two dozens of régime thugs in the process. Déodat yelled to the "Team Syrie" soldiers, "VITE! Il est temps de prendre couverture!" as he threw a smoke grenade on the ground to provide them cover as they ran inside an old abandoned factory to utilise it as a foco warfare platform against the superior enemy. They established their positions inside, thence rained hell at all directions at the régime thugs down in the street below, from their rooftop positions. However as a weird buzzing heard was heard, Déodat looked up to notice that same Eurocopter "Tigre Hélicoptère de Combat Polyvalent" reduced-RCS attack helicopter gunship flying towards their direction. He made hand signs to the two "Team Syrie" soldiers, telling to go inside with him to avoid being seen by the incoming helicopter. One of the two pro-Syria soldiers took out a mini drone which they activated to fly down towards the street, to distract thence lure the remainder of the régime thugs inside the building right into a series of mine-laden floors amongst other traps. If any régime contras made it to the top floor, where Déodat as well as the two French army soldiers hid behind various crates or barrels with their weapons at the ready, they would be gunned down in the ensuing whirlwinds of FAMAS G2 or P-90 lead barrages tearing the remainder of their ranks to shreds. Déodat heard something whizzing from above... "MERDE! UN MISSILE! ÉCHAPPONS-NOUS MAINTENANT!" he yelled whilst he as well as the two former army soldiers both ran down the staircases as the SNEB air-to-ground helicopter rockets crashed into the top floor as well as rooftop, bursting them into fire-balls whilst the fires spread throughout the building gradually in a downwards direction, floor after floor, room after room, crumbling the floors as the fires spread. Down in the streets below Déodat as well as the two soldiers had managed to make out, watching whilst the whole former factory behind them collapsed into a fire-ball of flames ascending to the skies. The three took one of the Géos armoured limousines, thence rolled it off for the airport... whilst the helicopter received orders to follow them... however was aborted... not by its superiors, yet rather by a nearby "Robin des Bois" guerilla unit's stolen Mistral shoulder-fired man-portable air defence systems, whose weapons crashed into the helicopter, bursting it into flames, whilst the guerilla unit itself retreated tactically back into the sewers to avoid inevitable retaliatory fire. Such tactics were frustrating régime forces into a costly wild goose chase... At the airport, whilst Yassir as well as Claudie waited for their turn at the queue, an exhausted Déodat in ragged clothes from all the fighting arrived, being lifted by the shoulders by the two former army soldiers gone rebellious. Claudie ran to her father in tears hugging him, relieved to see him alive. Déodat walked over to Yassir, patting him on the shoulder, "Vous avez bien réussi à ider ma fille. J'ai confiance en vous à cent pourcents. Maintenant, il faudra que nous prenions tous l'avion... mais ces deux soldats n'ont pas de faux papiers pour aller avec nous... sauf que j'ai un autre plan... suivez-moi, nous allons voler un avion Boeing 787..." he said as he, Claudie, Yassir as well as the two soldiers ran outside to the air field where all planes were parked, thence noticed one Boeing 787 "Dreamliner" that had just finished unloading its passengers. After seeing it emptied, they emerged from behind crates they were hiding near thence got inside the plane, pointing weapons at the pilot, "Au nom de la justice, et de la vérité, je voudrais que vous nous fassions une faveur et de nous amener à Moscou." Déodat said, however to not resemble a criminal he ordered everyone to drop their weapons to get into a more friendlier position with the pilot. Déodat asked the pilot not to be afraid thence showed him the treasure trove of secret documents. "Mon Dieu... notre gouvernement cachait tout ça? Ils sont des vrais salauds." the pilot replied as he calmed down thence told Déodat, "Considerez moi un membre de votre révolution. Vive une France libre!" "Je vous amène à Moscou! Aller dans la section passagère, nous décollons immédiatement!" the pilot furthermore added, whilst Déodat, his daughter Claudie, Yassir, as well as the two former army soldiers got into the passenger area, buckled up, thence off the plane went, refusing to communicate to the control tower. The pilot only said one thing over communications whilst the plane entered higher altitudes, "Aujourd'hui c'est une révolution! Mardoux, vous êtes foutu!" the pilot roared, whilst Déodat placed the secret files, USB drive, amongst other things holding state secrets back into his overcoat. Besides the vile Géos plots, there were other state secrets, in addition to many more secrets leaked out from corporations in addition to conglomerates, businesses of bourgeois & oligarchs in general, that revealed the existence of the concentration camps. Besides the camps were kept a classified secret from international view by the Mardoux régime, that secret would have only been leaked out by Sixth Republic media in Corsica. This time however more proof was emailed to Déodat by former insiders. He opened his phone, entered his emails, thence saw the trove of régime secrets revealing the cruel nature of these prison-industrialised-complexes, privatised prisoners where political prisoners slaved off in brutalising conditions to their deaths in labour to build armaments for the Fifth Republic régime. It was harrowing, moreover the world would soon know about those Nazi like centres soon enough.Approaching Moscow International Airport
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As they entered the aerospace of the Soviet Union, the plane was commencing to descend in altitude, stabilising as it was gradually nearing the ground to descend onto one of the airport's airfields. The feeling that filled Déodat as well as company was a feeling of freedom... unprecedented freedom... they were no longer in this Capitalist, Fascist, Socially Decadent hell hole any longer... they were approaching freedom... the most beautiful thing... a worker's paradise... the glorious Communist motherland of motherlands, the Soviet Union... Soviet Mother Russia! They looked through their windows in awe as their plane passed by the Kremlin. It was done. They had escaped Western Europe permanently, far from the grasps of Mardoux's bloody vile disgusting régime. A régime endorsed by François Mitterand, François Hollande, Nicolas Sarkozy, Marine Le Pen, amongst other political puppets of the Cabal. Safety was at last met now that their plane had entered Soviet aerospace. Déodat commenced roaring, "Slava SSSR! Smrt' fashizmu, svoboda narodu!" as the plane continued to approach the airport... Whilst in the meantime the pilot said in Russian to the control tower of the international airport, "We art from the Fifth French Republic, O glorious Comrades! We hold important information! We wish to have permission to land for the purposes of political asylum, over & out!" as he put on the plane's radio Soviet National Anthem for the Soviet control tower to hear.At last, freedom long dreamt of. The UNION OF SOVIET SOCIALIST REPUBLICS. It was as if Heaven was beheld before them. Soon, God Willing, the truth about the dark Fifth Republic would reach the Résistance world. People deserved the know the truth everywhere. Now, this truth was going to come.
The People's Assembly broke into rasp deliberations amongst one another about what Carlotta was talking about. Thence someone burst into the room screaming, "THEY BLOODY ABDUCTED MY DAUGHTER WALLAH! I SWEAR BEFORE ALLAH I SHALT FREE HER FROM THESE THUGS!" whilst he ran over to where in the crowd Comrade Bashar Al-Assad was sitting to give him the information. Bashar stood up thence declared to the entire meeting, "Comrade Carlotta, thank you for presenting your view of the situation. We shalt discuss this amongst ourselves later thence inform you what decision we made regarding relations with your motherland. You may return to your Cuscatlán embassy to Bilad ash-Sham. In the meantime, the rest of us shalt remain here to debate further matters. Carlotta, dismissed! Ambassador Rawya Shahrazad Albaf's father, Colonel Mohammed Shaheed Albaf, shalt now present to us an overall situation regarding this embassy crisis. Another separate hearing regarding our finalised decision on ties with Cuscatlán shalt be organised, with a subsequent nationwide plebiscite as well, for our direct democracy to vote upon. There is also another urgent matter, regarding the ErDOGan régime entity, however this is another matter that is classified to foreigners. Thank you Carlotta for speaking with us today, we look forward to seeing you again another time." Bashar concluded whilst several Republican Guard personnel in the build motioned to guide Carlotta & her bodyguards back outside to the main entrance for her to return to her embassy.
? Do not worry, if you like we may simple assume that this is happening at the same time as Gibraltar ad simply allow you to reply later 
The Soviet pilot paused and then responded in the same. "Thank you comrade for your knowledge of Russian. You do us a decency to address us in our native tongue. I thank you for the use of russian." He looked over at the plane after checking his controls, he was quite a experienced pilot and the business of the interception was quite, routine these days. Every bit and piece of things would be looked at. You sat in the ready room and you would be in the truck and off to your bird for a launch on some 20-60 seconds notice to take on the next threat to the Soviet Union or to welcome a group of asylum seekers. The pilot had done this before on Chinese tech simulators and in training and he had several interceptions under his belt. The airliner that had come from France was one of the better things. He raised his visor and then he removed his oxygen mask. The sun was at his back and the plane was beside him.
"Nice liberated". The headlines of 
The Quarto Esercito d'Armata Alpino, assigned around the Italian side of the Alps, were now given a go-signal by the State Directorate, of their orders to do their bidding for the protection of the State, the people, and the Republic. It was no doubt an answer. The Army Corps, being divided into five Brigades, are duly arranged according to NATO standards, armed with modern equipment and procurements from SACTO nations, and noteworthy to mention is the Claudia main battle tank. It is quite similar to the Argentine Tanque Argentino Mediano, but with much improved electronic suites, protection systems and even superior firepower than TAM itself. With Claudia is not only the role of being the tank that will be feared by any opponent, but also comes in a total package, from armored carrier to self-propelled rocket launcher and even being an air defence unit itself. The Alpenskrieg Manufacturing did a great job for this, as it fitted what both the Isola and the Italian peninsula needed. Del Val will be greatly happy about this new wonder for the militaries of Quirina to be applied. Proven to be effective after a series of local tests and thorough scrutiny by private arms manufacturing and automobile sectors, the Claudia is "something new from something old". Even the word of Yugoslavia about technological advancement was trashed with Claudia being mentioned with a quote "that the best military technology can only be measured in war, and not by just solely making one". However, there are still elements of the Army that Claudia cannot cover.
Meanwhile in La Spezia, the orchestrated plan is now going in full speed. Italian Navy's COMGRUPNAV 1 (based in La Spezia), Centro per le Telecomunicazioni e l'Informatica MARITELE (based in Roma), Comando delle Forze di Contromisure Mine MARICODRAG (based in La Spezia), and the Comando Forze Aeree COMFORAER (Italian Navy Fleet Air Arm - based in Santa Rosa, Naples) will be all assigned to this holy task of bringing down Le Dragone's shelter. What can be a Dragon without going back to its den and its shelter even destroyed and deprived of it? Errico's plans are going as expected, with most of his aides are nodding at him with a gleeful smile as his executes his very own operation. After a series of AEW scans and reconnaissance, along with handy intelligence sources from agent-inhabitants of Corsica, the musical is now set to hit the forte. Pretty simply, this will be about half of the Italian Navy in motion and such action will require even the patrolling Quirinese 3rd Britannine Fleet to take action as well. The 3rd Fleet will complement the current assigned units of the Italian Navy specifically in destroying the Corsican holdout of Le Dragone and any manifestation of support to their struggle in Nice and Marseilles. Having already identified of their locations of objectives, primary targets and places of interest, the Navy Fleet Air Arm began their relentless bombardment with Blackjack Bomber Aviation air regiments, armed with Kh-22 cruise missiles. At the depths of the Azure Coast, a naval flotilla composed of PL-677-class Hunter-Killer Submarines, with each flotilla composed of two ship brigades, and one of which is composed of two capital ships, with the PLRK-651 as a capital one, with a total count of 8 PL-677 submarines with their SS-N-16 anti-ship torpedoes, to prey upon the supply ships of Le Dragone from Corsica. Another to mention is the presence of 8 Type 212 submarines of the Marina Militare, armed with AGM-48 Harpoon anti-ship missiles. As the bombardment ensues, the so-called '
Now is the time we arrive at this most fervent moment of our lives, gentlemen! This is the greatest hour that we show to the evil that rescind our existence what we can do to flip their mouths with disbelief, and shed the light of liberty and truth over their dead corpses! If we shall falter, we will bring the enemy, the communists, the invaders and the invalids, with us to the depths of hell, and our souls will be risen to the heavens, for we are earthly agents of the redemption of the world against the danger of Communism! For we lurk in the dark and even shed ourselves with the light of liberty, for the enemy does not know what a heart is, for we have it in our sleeves, and to fight for the glory and freedom of our endangered Marianne and Liberty, for our Victory is certain! For Lord, we are the Guardians of your Gates to the Kingdom of Heaven, we are the Tenth Crusade against these infidels of your Holy Land! Guide our struggle for Freedom and Independence!
In Occitania, we surge and attack the harlot Sandrine's forces in Nice and Marseilles to serve as distraction for the coming of Le Dragon, or will he ever come to Sandrine's aid? That harlot will burn and her head shall be severed and her body be desecrated and humiliated! We run towards Nice and Marseilles, and we come about to their presence and pour them with lead bullets, for we are not feared of the communist presence, as God is our shield! The streets of Nice are destroyed, Marseilles obliterated. Our cities, they destroyed our cities! They shall know the price f their misdeed and our fists will crush their souls into eternity. We strike with number and might! This is our day, for the Lord knows liberty and communists only know oppression and deceit! The Spanish defeated the Sixth French republican scum and we know and certain they can defeat the rest of their hordes in our Europe. We are 9,000 soldiers of Liberty, for Marianne, and for Glory, and as we rbing forth havoc and chaos to the ranks of Sandrine with our knowledge to the streets of Nice and Marseilles, we can outmaneuver them easily, for they are foreigners of their own land, nor do they know how Nice and Marseilles was built! This is our purpose and we shall strike them to their end!
