RDF Research Division, Reykjavik, Iceland.
“So you’re telling me that you stole TELEPORTATION TECHNOLOGY from the Fins?” Shouts Heerfuhrer Schuler.
“Jawohl sir! We can use it to teleport you and a contingent of Techolori Rangers into Cogsport Palace. There’s already a massive uprising in Narilland and Cogsport over the Battle of Rurstadt. Father has stupidly decided to remain in Cogsport Palace.” Responds a RDF informant.
“How large of a contingent are we talking? I know the Unions will have our back if TechSoc tries to respond but there’s no telling how well guarded the Palace will be.”
“Twenty including you.”
“Alright, prepare the teleporter and bring me my Pistol.”
Throne Room, Cogsport Palace.
Father Engle sat in the throne used by every king of Techoligia. He always thought he deserved that kind of power. His thoughts were interrupted by a flash of light. After the light subsided he was met with a man in a Dark Blue officers uniform, complete with greatcoat and stahlhelm. His chest bore many medals, most notably the Steel Cross of Techoligia and the Swarm Wars Veteran’s Medal.
Engle froze. He scrambled for his revolver but only found a man in a leather trenchcoat and stetson. A Ranger.
“How many TechSoc leaders did I kill before I died… Far too many to count. I’ll give you this chance to lay down your weapon and surrender Engle. I’d even be willing to not kill you and merely put you under arrest for treason by breach of the constitution.” Klaus smiles as he pulls back the slide on his vintage Sig. Sauer P320, on the side were two crowns and several Hammer and Sickle emblems. Engle’s shock turns into a look of defeat as he looks down the barrel of Schuler’s gun. He could hear the fighting outside the room slowly quieting down, the sound of gauss rifles lessening but the sound of lasers and rifles growing.
“Fine, Schuler. You win. Just let me do something first.” Engle sighs out, before reaching for his pistol and aiming it at Schuler. As he tried to pull the trigger Klaus fired and shot him in the chest. As Engle slumps over Klaus draws his knife and starts carving another hammer and sickle.