Actaea

Today, a large number of activists from the public movement "Down with Capitalism and Corporate Slavery!" or simply DKCRS gathered in the square of the capital city of Rex Ventorum. Six thousand dissatisfied strikers left their workplaces and gathered here, disrupting traffic and urging others to join their righteous cause. They were building some kind of barricades, attacking police officers, and so on. Leticia observed this from the window of a Humvee, sitting in the back seat. Hector Pride left a platoon of soldiers under her command and tasked her with resolving the situation, while he flew to the Kingdom of Great Water for diplomatic negotiations; he should have already arrived there by now. Not that it particularly interested her – frankly, she didn't care much. She glanced at her watch. Time was passing, and the activists were still not calming down; well, they would suffer the consequences. Leticia opened the Humvee's hatch and leaned out, placing her hands on the stationary machine gun.