Greg met the man with the chair half-way, blasting the chair into pieces with the shotgun, throwing a punch with the shaft of the gun against the chest of him. A powerful punch that went straight into the chest. The pieces of the shattered chair fell over Greg who seemed to not care less. The powerful hit forced the man to the ground who met Greg's foot half-way and was launched trough the room. He prepared another round, targeting Jan. "SHOOT ME, COMMUNIST SCUM! IF YOU DARE!" He roared, leaping up on the table, standing on top of Jan. He saw Rand coming and turned around to meet him, acting in a way that seemed Jan was no threat.
"Harah!", Amir said in his native tongue. He quickly dropped into a prone position, almost instinctual in action. He wondered what the hell was going, but he realized he had no weapons to defend himself with. Even hand to hand combat would be futile given the distance, and weapon. As taught by his IDF teachers, and squad - he complied with the man's request as an initial reaction.
Then, he noticed Alice Wonderland trying to fend off the apparent madman, but her effort was futile. He tried to get up to tend to Alice, but the man now revealed to be the field commander aimed his gun at him. Amir stopped in his tracks, as Apple fixated his aim on the television set, and open fired.
Jan seemed as if he was going to fight back, as did the others. Amir, however, didn't rush in headstrong, or throw objects. His field required him to think smart, seeing the others charging as a distraction, he attempted to move behind the commander to get ready to subdue him. He wasn't sure whether or not this was a test, but he assumed so, so he planned on taking him out non-lethally from behind.
Greg fell to knees, but did not stop fighting as he smashed the shotgun up right between the legs of Rand. The kick against the table caused it to quiver and Greg quickly moved backwards after making impact at Rand with the shaft of the shotgun. "YOU CALL THAT A PUNCH?! MARRY A RUSSIAN, SISSY!" He said, falling over Jan on purpose and forcing both of them to the ground with Greg on top. He pushed the shotgun against the side of Jan and stared him into the eyes. Greg's eyes was visible trough the mask and by the look of it, he seemed rather pissed.
He stared Jan deep into the eyes, obviously superior in strength he smashed his head into Jan's, causing disorientation. The shots that Rand had made in the back of Greg had zero effect, as he placed both hands on the ground and stood up, on top of Jan. He turned around to the rest of the group, removing the mask from his head. The attacker was indeed Field Commander Greg Apple, and with a smile, he removed the remaining ammunition from the shotgun. "Was werden Sie tun? Lassen Sie Haus laufen und erhalten Sie Mutter?" He said, grinning. He then took a look around, pausing for a second "I told you that I would treat all equal, no matter what. Why do you not treat me like an enemy?" Pausing once more "If I were, you would be dead now, the way you sissies fight!" He threw the empty shotgun next to Jan who laid under him on the ground.
Alice coughed some, meeting Deuces eyes with hers. She coughed up some blood, but nodded to him.
{ Your German is terrible 😛 }
Standing and taking immediate action , Hazel bolted toward Alice and Greg and grabbed the mans head. She lifted her leg, ready to knee him in the face, but first got between he and Alice. her eyes narrowed and she glanced around for a moment before letting the man go, still standing between he and Alice.
She knew she could have done damage, but she did not wish to escalate the situation any more. She had been trained and had earned the highest degree in American kempo, Tea kwan do, and the legendary Tea Jutsu. She was not unprepared.
sh ekneeled toward Alice then, pulling her away and wiping some blood off her lip with her shirt.
" you feel ok? "