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Ottoman Embassy, Central Fairhaven
Captain Mehmed Jahir, Embassy Special Security Forces

Needless to say, Mehmed was not pleased. They had all watched the news, all 40 of the embassies special security force, the apparently unprovoked shooting of an unarmed man sparked city wide outrage amongst the populace as pressure on the Fairhaven government amounted, their city council unwilling to issue the officer involved a criminal sentence or even a dismissal of duty. Despite this, the pressure was not felt by the local government alone, city wide the embassies of almost a dozen nations were put on edge with racial and political tensions rising. It was becoming very clear to everyone that local law enforcement was quickly losing control of the entire situation.

Many foreign embassies, particularly those of nations suspected of having any association with the irusian government were under a seemingly endless assault from rioters, as far as Mehmed and his colleagues knew the violence Seldom escalated to anything more than being pelted with rocks or angry chanting outside of their gates, but such would not be the case for long. Mehmed himself being a veteran of the Second Syrian Uprising, and having many colleagues, relatives and associates throughout the Ottoman Military that saw action in the first, he was no stranger to this type of civil unrest, having witnessed and dealt with it first hand, he knew that embassy security was virtually ungauranteeable in situations like this.

Mehmed had been awoken at roughly 4 AM as regular security guards reported a large gathering of unarmed protestors outside the main gates of the large compound that was the embassy, as the hours passed and the crowd grew larger however, the crowds desire for peace disappeared within moments. It first began with rioting, many of the new crowd members being either fully or ethnically Syrian, Palestinian or Arabic themselves or sympathizers chanting the usually cries for the release of their various home lands from the ottoman empire. Once the crowd realized the embassy guardsmen were all but ignoring their demands for sovereignty they began small scale rioting, picking up whatever was on hand and smashing store fronts, destroying signs and even lighting several small cars ablaze. Once they realized this failed to accomplish their goal, they resorted to pitching their newfound weapons at, or over the embassy gates, even striking a few guards. As the call was put out to Fairhaven law enforcement and violence continuously escalated, several squads of Fairhaven riot troopers and SWAT units arrived on scene, making faint attempts at pushing their populace back from the gates.

By this time, the special forces soldiers that made up the Embassies Special Security Team had already suited up in full military attire on their way to the embassy armory, and were anxiously stalking the various walkways outside of the embassy building, the embassy team and regular security forces already retreating inside the embassy preparing to burn every useful document and wipe the hard drive of every electronic device in the building. By now it was turning deadly for the riot troopers as some protesters took swings at the large shields the troopers donned with whatever weapons they had, steal pipes, knives, shards of glass and the likes.

And things were about to get a whole lot worse, several rioters showed up to the scene armed with sidearms, hunting rifles, shotguns and even a few Assault Rifles and taunted the riot/swat police for several moments before the first shots rang out. For every one SWAT officer that fell, five rioters fell with him as the police returned fire with a vengeance, spraying wildly into the crowds, the screams of the innocents drowned out by the steady pops of automatic weapons fire.

However, as magazines ran dry and as police numbers dwindled, mehmed quickly gave the order for the SST to partially open the gate and bring in as many police officers as possible. As his own men scrambled to pull in shell shocked and wounded officers from the bloodied streets they fought on, mehmeds men were completely oblivious to the gunmen that approached just outside the gates.

Emir, Watch out! Mehmed screamed at the top of his lungs, as one of his subordinates who scrambled to half pull a partially wounded swat officer past the gates was caught completely off guard by a revolver wielding gunman, a single shot ripping through his neck, Emir fell hard to the ground, clenching his neck and gurgling up blood with each feeble attempt at breathing. It was as if time nearly slowed to a halt for mehmed, the dull roar of the crowd of rioters and the loud cracks of rifle fire inaudible to him as his focus was set like a lazor on the gunman that was now turning his weapon to face him. Mehmed instinctively dropped to one knee, his heart pounding in his ears as the iron sights of his M-76 battle rifle slowly came into focus, center mass of the gun man. With one squeeze of the trigger, his round raced out of the barrel, flying through the air at lighting speeds and into its target.

The gunman's sternum was shattered instantly as the large caliber round ripped through his chest cavity, shreddimg a lung and reducing one of his shoulder blades to dust as it exited out the other side, leaving nothing in its wake but a fine red mist that settled onto the black asphalt below him, the same asphalt on which he collapsed motionlessly on to, presumably dead, mehmed had no time to check and see. The rest of the guards immediately followed suit, opening fire on every rioter who got within 15 feet of the embassy gates, receiving occasional pot shots in their direction in return.

Mehmed and his men fell back away from the now locked shut gate, dragging with them wounded policemen as word traveled quick and the diplomatic team began systematically destroying any and all documents and information, putting out an emergency communication to the Fairhaven and ottoman governments. Although their fates remained uncertain, mehmed new one thing, he wasn't ready to die today.........