The town’s folks were wondering, casually, as they often did, without bothering for a second thought, about the dead birds that littered the streets and alleys of their fair home. Little did they know about Christoph K. and Karl F., two hightly skilled warriors, in the epic, evolutionary war, between mammals and birds, raging on in the shadows since prehistoric ages. They were Members of an elite, special, tactical and generally very badass unit, formed to combat the ever lasting menace of the flying beasts. At day they did their official duty in one of the many government institutions created to cover up the mere existance of the threat. But at night they would patrol the streets and alleys, to protect your freedom, to protect your safety, from raving eagles, devious pigeons and cruel seagulls alike.