analyze the following story, tell what is the point, who those boys, what they intend to do and why

Basement tapes
September 13
The basement of the Atlanta diplomatic and research station looked like a large parking lot: the walls on the sides and the ceiling were painted white with only neon tubes providing lighting. Underneath was a rather crumbly bitumen floor. On the right was a long laboratory table with boxes on top. The temperature was absolutely freezing.
The tripod with the video camera had been set up so that the three boys could be filmed full-length.
On the left was Aykol, the short and freckled technician who didn’t get along well with Liadra, in the center was Nivor Aedostul, Stullenbird’s brother: He looked very similar to him but was two inches taller and a little thinner, despite also having a stately physique. His face had nothing to envy his brother’s: Shiny black medium-length hair, flat blue eyes, smooth nose, fleshy lips, and a jawline perfectly in sync with the upper teeth.
The last boy was Doistoj Nees, somewhere in between the two in both height and appearance.
The three were all dressed the same way: black boots that fit the entire foot, dark trousers with an attached belt, and a hoodie that respectively read “make wars, not love”, “nemesys” and “this is the future”. Each of them had a Matrix-style long black coat that reached more or less to their knees.
In Darkblue, all three had a code name: Aykol was nicknamed Archangel because of his nickname on the network, Aedostul was called “kommander” because of his character, while Doistoj, being the stereotype of the mad scientist, “Stein”, the final part of Frankenstein.
Aykol-Archangel went to the tripod and fiddled with the video camera. After fiddling with the resolution, lighting, and contrast, he pressed the red button to start recording. The first moments of the file - it was a digital camera - did not show anything but Aykol returning to the line with the others.
“Is it recording?” Stein asked. Archangel nodded.
“Alright guys. Let’s start with the introductions. Who are we?”
“We are the Darkblue!” Shouted the two on either side of Aedostul in unison. Fortunately, they were quite far underground, and no one could hear them.
“And what will we do in a couple of days?” Continues the kommander
“We will change the history of the world!”
At that point, Aedostul fixed the video camera with a menacing look.
“You can bet we will,” he hissed. “For too long humanity has been subjugated by revolting beasts with no art or part and the first is my brother, but things are about to change. In the new era, we will return dignity to the world and lead it towards a better future.”
“The revenge of the DB will come like a bucket of ice water,” continued Aykol-Archangel. “It will be so strong that you won’t even realize what happened.”
“I can’t wait for it to happen,” said Stein. “Finally, those who have a sincere love for progress will have free rein to create whatever they desire.”
“The world is full of useless sheep,” continued Archangel.
“The future is us and before long we will prove it to you.”
Kommander fixed the video camera with a calm and smiling expression that included an almost cross-eyed gaze and a sly smile.
“Nobody knows how fulfilled I am at this moment. Your world…” he raised his arm and pointed it at the video camera, “will end by our hand and we are the ones who will bring about the dawn of a new era.”
“I can already imagine what the idiots who are in Atlanta will say,” Archangel commented. Then, bending down a little and trying to assume the most ridiculous expression possible, he imitated Wakendos, “You’ve been such bright boys…why did you choose the path of extremism? You could have done a lot of good things!” then he burst out laughing.
“We don’t intend to use our intellect for the good of these baboons, fatso.”
All three laughed. A cold, boisterous, and purely evil laugh.
After a while, Archangel continued, talking to the video camera, this time seriously, “I carry so much hatred inside me that I would erase you all. Not kill you, erase you. Make you disappear from the face of the earth.”
Meanwhile, Stein had disappeared from the frame and returned with an elongated and very rectangular box. Considering the way he was holding it, there must have been something very heavy inside, probably metal.
“Well, I guess we’ll have to settle,” he said.
“You disgust us, filthy animals,” concluded Aedostul.
September 13th, one hour before the shooting
Finally, they recorded a final video just before crossing the point of no return. The location was the usual empty basement with pillars at regular intervals. The three boys in line were tense. Stein was sipping an energy drink. Before long, he would need his strength. All of it.
“Well guys,” Aedostul began, “this is the last video before the big event. We synchronized with the other bases and the time has been fixed to 7:30 tonight. Before long, we’ll see some beautiful things and finally, the Blue era will be born. So far everything has happened according to plan, the process has been a disgrace, and the whole world is a bomb ready to explode. We are the spark.”
The three remained silent for about ten seconds.
“Speaking of something else, guys,” Stullenbird’s brother continued
“What role do you want to have in the new era?”
“I want to be the Minister of the Interior,” said Aykol.
“I’m sorry, Archangel, but that place has already been taken by Dob,” Aedostul replied.
“Then I want to have the Ministry of Public Utilities.”
“We’ll see what we can do. What about you, Stein?”
“I don’t care about the title; I want to have labs all to myself.”
“It will be done. Well, guys, time is running out, and we have a lot to do. If you want to review the program, you’re welcome to.”
“We know the program, Komm,” Stein grumbled between sips of his drink.
“Re-reading has never hurt anyone,” said Aedostul
“But act independently…I mean, guys, this is our night. We will be the undisputed protagonists who will enter the history books. But above all, we must have fun.”
“Remember: We can only do this once, after which it will no longer be possible. Do your best.”
“Oh well, I’ll definitely have fun,” Archangel hissed as he stroked his rifle.
“And the funny thing is we’ll become idols,” added Stein.
“You know what I was thinking, guys?” said Aedostul. “This is like a baptism, as much for us as for the DB. Something that marks the end of what has been up to now and marks the beginning of a new era.”
“A rite of passage!” specified Archangel.
“More than anything, a rite of passage for this planet.”
An hour later
The three boys stood proudly in their black coats and long boots. They stood with their backs to the two large entrance doors of the base, in the white and tarnished entrance hall. Their expressions were extraordinarily theatrical: High gaze with challenging tone, chest out, and straight back.
In the entire base, only one person is legally armed, that being the sworn guard in the next room.
With confident steps that echoed throughout the place, they reached the gatehouse. The guard, who had been minding his own business reading, instantly understood that there was something far beyond the ordinary when he saw them.
“What are you three doing here? Why are you dressed like that?”
Without too much fuss, Aedostul pulled out the large and heavy rifle he had on his back. Vincent, that’s what the guard’s name was, was paralyzed in his confusion.
BAM-BAM-BAM
Vincent Hylon, the base’s sworn guard, is the first victim
Hylon’s body fell to the ground in an orderly and composed manner, like a just-demolished building.
The three moved forward without a word. Ahead was a small atrium that marked the proper entrance to the base. Aedostul climbed the stairs that were right in front of him, Stein turned left, and Archangel turned right, where the cafeteria was located.