Countryhuman Mafia (Englisch Version- Google Translated)

1. Mafia

It was 11:45 p.m. at a port in German waters

3rd POV:

"Please i will never do it again, Please." He begged for his life.

A man, a man was tied up in a harbor, and only a few meters from the abyss, to fall 7 meters down into the water. But of course he's not alone. Two men are standing next to him. One is black-haired and has reading glasses and a stylish suit. The other had a gun in his hand, he had brown hair and he was wearing a police vest. But he too had a suit underneath and grinned at the man who was tied up. While the man with the glasses kept a straight face. He knelt down next to him and said, "You shouldn't have tried it from the start." With these words he got up again and looked at the brown-haired one. He nodded and touched the ropes that were around the man. He started pulling it to the edge and this one yelled: "Please, Please." But both ignored it. And then ... he fell. He was thrown down with a swing, you could only hear a faint splash.

Glasses: " Das er überhaupt dachte, das er noch eine zweite Chance kriegt." (That he even thinks he'll get a second chance.)

Weste: "Ich weiß ich habe nicht die Erlaubnis um zu Fragen, aber dürfte ich erfahren was er getan hat. " (I know I don't have permission to ask, but I would love to know what he did.)

Glasses man now has two options. 1. He says: "Hast recht geht dich nichts an." (You are right, none of your business.) or Option 2 says something exaggerated like, "Er hat einen 50er mitgehen lassen." (He stole 50 dollar.) To scare him off.

Glasses: "Hast recht geht dich nichts an." (You're right, none of your business.) He's too lazy for option 2.

Police vest type: "War nur eine Frage." (Was just a question.)

And with that the brown-haired man left the village and got into a black Mercedes, the windows of which were tinted. And drove away.

The man with the glasses is of course Germany.

Germany POV:

Germany: "Scheiße, jetzt muss ich meinem Vater wieder erklären warum ich so spät noch draußen war.........nervig." (Shit, now I have to explain to my father again why I was out so late ......... annoying.)

Germany bent over the edge of the harbor and looked down where the man was thrown down. His name was Ralf. He was one of my men and I actually trusted him very much. The only good thing about this story is that he didn't have a very important position so he didn't know the truth.

Because we countryhumans look to people like people, they can only recognize us with the help of a special device that we distribute to a few of our trusted subordinates. But it also works the other way around, if we put it on, we can all recognize us. However, we only do this when we have a political meeting with the politicians. Because, because of this, people think that it only works like this, that only we put them on, that we distribute them to people, we only do it secretly.

When I got home, I opened the door carefully. Slowly and quietly, but unfortunately in vain, my father, Reich is at the door with advice and has been waiting for me. Great.

And of course he asked directly: "Wo warst du?" (Where have you been?) He put on a straight face and crossed his arms and stood as if you were leaning on one side. I replied, embarrassed, "Hab mich um......Arbeit gekümmert?" (I Did take care of ...... work?) that almost sounded like a question. Damned. All self-confidence towards my father is gone. I hate lying to him.

Reich: "Und jetzt die Warhheit." (And now the truth.) It was kind of the truth, but he wanted to know more precisely and I knew that.

Me: "Ich musste jemanden entsorgen." (I had to dispose of someone.) I said as it would be a normal thing.