[center][h1][color=lightgreen][b][i]United States/Alabama[/i][/b][/color][/h1][/center]
[center][h1][color=lightgreen][b][i]Afternoon/Sunny[/i][/b][/color][/h1][/center]

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As much as [url=https://i.imgur.com/dxZ0aNy.png]Eddie Lessing[/url] hated the country and the government, he had to admit that it was the best place for his business. Plus the state helped to keep a low profile with everything already going on within its lines. Some might even say that, as an immigrant, he was living the American dream. 

Set up in an old, abandoned warehouse that used to process some sort of crop was a massive operation with people sorting various illegal weapons, packing them up and going about other business that was clearly less than legal. However, things were a lot more tense now than it usually would be. [color=lightgreen]"Oi Mike, make sure those AR's are all in there! If those Baptist fuckers stole our shit, I'm gonna moer them!"[/color] Eddie shouted over to one of his soldiers as he hopped out of his [url=https://i.imgur.com/lsMHif9.png]truck[/url]. The man threw him a thumbs up as he walked around to get to some pelican cases out from the back of the truck. [color=orange]"You got it, boss."[/color] he responded as he started to unload the cases. [color=lightgreen]"And get them unloaded as quick as you can. We might need to pack up. Those Feds will definitely be on our tails after that."[/color] he ordered the man as he walked away from the truck, unstrapping his body armour as he marched. A few other people joined in to help him as their boss disappeared into his office.

After almost throwing his chair through the window of the dilapidated office, he took a moment to catch his breath. [color=lightgreen]"Fucking extremists. I swear, if it's not a bloody church in the US, it's a bloody terrorist group in the Middle East."[/color] he ranted to himself as he looked around his office. 

[@KrystalKleo]