//------------------------------// // Chapter 2 Alarm! // Story: Welcome to the new order // by Bronycommander //------------------------------// Chapter 2: Alarm! Dinky cried tears of Joy. But curiosity caught her, once she saw Johann’s rifle. “Johann, what is this on our back?” Johann tried to explain the Assault rifle 1960 in a quick way. “That’s the Assault rifle 1960. Standard Equipment for the Soldiers of Germany. Fully Automatic, using a 45 round magazine. The recoil is very low, but I use it with a grip for easier handling. A special group of Elite Soldiers are using an under-slung rocket launcher. And this,” He pointed to Kurt’s sidearm, “Is the standard Sidearm, the Handgun 1960. Used by Officers as their weapon of choice, but the low ranking Solders have also one.” He then pointed to this holster where his handgun was. “Can be fired in 3-round-bursts or semi-automatic.” Before Dinky could reply there was a loud, “Alarm! Need Backup in the hanger bay!” followed by a, “Yes Commander! Backup dispatched!” “The hanger bay is right next to us.” Kurt was listening to his headset for further instructions. “Commander Kurt, report to the hanger bay.” “Roger that.” He replied to command. “We will be needed at the hanger bay. Dinky, you will stay here. It’s too dangerous for you.” “But I don’t want to be alone!” She was scared. But Johann spoke in a fatherly tone, “Don’t worry. Won’t take long. Besides, I don’t want that the bad guys hurt you.” “Okay.” Kurt and his men ran to the hanger bay, only to see that everyone was already dead. Only one man, wearing a brown leather jacket and pants was left. He had an Assault rifle, a Handgun and some kind of Laser gun. He opened fire on them. Kurt and Johann were using creates as cover. But the terrorist threw a Tesla grenade. Both managed to escape, but the explosion threw Johann against the wall. His vision was blurry. Kurt’s headset was useless thanks to the EMP, so he ordered to retreat but forgot Johann. Johann limped back to the infirmary but collapsed at the door. His vision returned, only to see that the terrorist pointed his rifle at his head. He had blue eyes and blond hair. “Any last words?” “Yes. Please spare her.” He begged in English as he saw dinky cowering and crying in a corner. All soldiers in London could speak fluently English to talk with the citizens. The last thing what he saw before he passed out, was that the terrorist lowered his rifle. Dinky opened her eyes as she heard the door. The shots and screaming were too much for her. But to her shock the terrorist entered the room. “Please don’t kill me! I don’t wanna die!” The terrorist did to her surprise, not pay attention to her. Instead, he grabbed Johann by his arms and pulled him into the infirmary. Then he grabbed a first aid kit before he turned to Dinky. “I will not hurt you kid. I’m just here for the helicopters in the hanger bay.” With these words, he leaved. Just as he leaved, she heard him say, “Aw nuts.” The ground shake and she heard more shots. She just cried more. After a while, there was silence. Then she heard Kurt shouting, “Stop them!” But it was too late. “Dammit!” His anger faded as he heard Dinky calling out for her mother. It was heartbreaking. Johann woke up as he heard Dinky. He patted her back and comforted her. “It’s over, no more tears.” “It was so horrible! The scary noises reminded me when you found me. It was too much for me.” She cried herself to sleep. “Poor kid. She feared for her life, I can tell you Kurt.” “Tell me, what is more heartbreaking? A mother screaming for her child or the other way around?” “I don’t know. But she is too young to suffering like this.” “I know. You should go home. Your wife is probably worried.” “I know Kurt. But…” “No buts. The safety of Dinky is more important. It is too dangerous for her out there. Besides, you can surprise your wife if you get what I mean.” He gave Johann a wink. “Okay, I see you later buddy.” Kurt was still unmarried unlike Johann. Johann walked to the parking lot with the sleeping filly in his arms. His car, a VW Käfer, was undamaged and free from debris. He gently putted dinky in the back and putted the seat belt on. The Radio played Die Käfer – “Mond, Mond, Ja, Ja”. I wonder how I going to explain this to my wife. He thought while he was driving home to Berlin.