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- [ Red Team ] [ By The GNN ]
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- "RED TEAM"
- by THE GNN/DualCrew-Shining/uXu
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- "Death can take a thousand faces
- they all look familiar to me
- I live in a world of paradox
- my willingness to destroy
- is you chance for improvement
- my hate is your faith
- my failure is your victory
- a victory that won't last"
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- After two hours in Moscow I knew that they were on their way to kill me.
- Someone pulled a deadly joke on me as I entered the American border - a
- fake message in my passport that said that I was a spy who wanted to
- defect. I killed two police men and dug my grave. They got me where they
- wanted me to be. To evade the problem I travelled to the South African
- Alfa Base, but I was already known there too. I was a real enemy of the
- state. I had killed two police men - the worst crime available. But even
- if I had not killed them, they would have gotten me anyway. They wanted
- me dead. I got myself a fake ID card and could remain anonymous.
- I returned to America two years later. It felt good to breathe cool air
- and see green mountains. My last friend gave me a fake account and I
- logged into the major computer systems. I managed to see that they still
- wanted me dead. My name was attached with a rumor that said that I enjoyed
- eating humans. I used a chair to break the window before I jumped out. A
- few seconds later a helicopter, that emerged from nowhere, blew the whole
- house to pieces. I went back to the South African Alfa Base. My false
- ID-card still worked. After two days they found my new name and tried to
- trace me once again. I had to kill yet another police man and one innocent
- individual to get a new card.
- That day, two years ago in Moscow, I said the truth. The truth was too
- much for the State, so they made me an enemy. I had not committed any
- public crimes, I had just told the truth. So they placed that message in
- my passport and made me a public enemy of the world.
- A fugitive. My life changed into a life of running and hiding. Killing
- was my work and I still do it very good. They know that they will have to
- kill me to get me. My words of truth did not help me, or the world, much.
- After I had spoken them, they exterminated all of the audience, and used
- computers to change the interview with me before they broadcasted it on
- television. The last problem was me. I escaped from the studio when I
- knew what was going on. To kill me on a public street was to risky, so
- they had to transform me into a criminal. Of course they succeeded.
- The gun shots still echoes in my head.
- Are you able to follow the Red Team? they asked me. At that time, the
- answer was obvious. Yes, I am able to follow the Red Team.
- Now I do not know. I am a robot. A robot made to kill people who
- dislike the people I am supposed to work for.
- I work for the State. The State rules supreme sometimes. But not
- always. People hate the State, and would do anything to release themselves
- from the chains. Therefor they created machines like me. Machines, ready
- to kill people without asking why. Kill him, they said and I would kill
- that individual. Of course, no one knew who killed. I made it look like
- accidents, suicide or murder. Anything, that could not be connected to the
- State. My State.
- The people, or should I say machines, of the Red Team used to call
- themselves Slaves of the Big Brother.
- Then it happened. I asked myself why?
- Why kill? Who are the State? Why should I kill for them? My electronic
- brain works logical. The answer came to me in less than one nano-second.
- I kill because. Because of what? No answer. A analyzed my data and
- understood. I kill, because other people want to live. If I continue, I
- would die too. The State controls everything, including me. I had to get
- rid of that control. That is why I said yes to that interview. A russian
- girl called me up while I was in Moscow and asked me to join in a
- television program. Tell the world about yourself, she said. I was
- supposed to accept, tell the world about my work as a employee of the
- State. My work, as I was supposed to lie, was to help people. But I
- changed my mind. Live on television, I said that my work was to kill
- everybody who disliked the State. My life was not worth anything. I was
- not a member of the Red Team any more. The Red Team are robots who are
- programmed to kill.
- I tried to hide myself in the ghetto of the big city. It was hard.
- Killers, programmed with the color of my eyes and brain waves, searched and
- found me. They were not as good as me to kill.
- I am the Dare Devil, a former member of the Red Team. My task was to
- kill, your fear was my advantage. Who am I now? I am nothing. A prey,
- ready to be killed by fresh members of the Red Team.
- Are you ready to join the Red Team? Say no, and you are dead. Say yes,
- and you kill. Take your time, lock your target and strike. Work for the
- corrupted State, it is well paid these days.
- I check my watch. It is half past seven in the morning. This is just
- another day for you. For me, it will be yet another struggle between life
- and death. We live in the brave new world. The Red Team has been active
- for many years.
- The Red Team still kills people. Soon, it will be my turn to die. I
- cannot hide forever. I suddenly remember my first kill. He was an author.
- His book was named Nineteen Eighty Four. I was a slave for the big brother
- and it was just a job.
- I check my internal watch again. The year is one nine nine four, and who
- will be able to follow the Red Team this year?
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- I so scared, unprepared. Zwei Vier Zwei.
- It makes no difference: THE STASH +46-13-MASTERHIT!
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