A bunch of serfs are seen guarded over by a security guard at the front door. I hold up my AK-47, screaming "Freeeedoooommmmmm". Their eyes light up.
I shoot at the security guard, missing. My newfound minions charge him, flailing with fists and feet. The guard shoots frantically back but misses. In the melee the guard shoots one of the serfs in the leg while countering a blow from another serf and smacking him in the chest. The serfs lung is blasted.
I aim my AK-47. I fire twice. I hit two in the guards chest. He cries "FATHER! why have you forsaken me!" and dies in a heap.
I steal his clothes and weapons.
One of the serfs is critically wounded with a blasted lung, Herbert Bremer. He is going to the hospital to get professional help.
We arrive back, 4 new recruits heavier and 1 bloody mess. I have 22 juice now. I am wanted for murder.