[h3]Battle for Brussels[/h3]
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After the interrogation, Jäger strolled to his aircraft. It was a true beauty, one of the last high invented before the apocalypse: a solar energy plane. Originally built for passenger use, it had been modified to accommodate various guns and bombs. It was painted green, with the Rheinland insignia on both sides. He proceeded to his Class I cabin, along with a few generals. The rest of his bodyguards and cabinet were toward the back in order of importance. Another, similar, plane sat beside him on the runway remnants. Both were carrying the strike team sent to catch the Füher in Brussels, where he was planning an occupation. Brussels as ruled by a few scattered tribes, plagued by starvation. They would easily surrender to whoever came first. 

It was not a very long flight, and they landed right next to the city entrance in the rubble that would welcome the Füher. The Generaloberst they had interrogated told Jäger that he would be arriving only with a few trusted bodyguards, as Brussels was being occupied by a strike team coming from the south. Apparently, the Füher always entered on the opposite side of his strike team, as to avoid capture in the scenario of defeat. [i]Good thing we found out.[/i]. 120 armed assassins waited on various positions along the entry rout, hidden very carefully. They saw the motorcade.

It was Kommandant Anne Hansburg that fired the shot. Windows shattered, and chaos was in the eyes of all. The bodyguards were quickly captured, interrogated, then executed or detained as appropriate. The Füher's corpse was dragged onto a cooling department in the plane. Jäger had purchased a special piece of old-world tech for the occasion: A preservation tank. So all could see his corpse, positioned for eternity in a damnable grave along the streets of Berlin. [i]Berlin…[/i] Open. Waiting to be seized. Althea would be necessary is a patrol around brussels: Nothing gets in, nothing gets out. Then, a surprise attack. [i]Nothing could be sweeter...[/i]