The Weltpolizei managed to get the fish out from all up in their grill and popped over to Belgrade Aerodrome from the twin cities of Buda and Pest. And now the 144 Bentley's all up in a cargo plane and headed for the land of larb, pad phed tofu and underage sex-for-pay. The latest report after the jump. And Alex, when you get back, could you send us one of those hot yellow Team Polizei jackets? We kind of need one. After all, being reflective and authoritarian is our bidness.