Future Glimpse - Part 5
December 12, 2007
William Willis
The operation began in the smaller cities and towns, as night fell. Larger cities were surrounded by the foreign troops. Nobody was allowed out, but anyone foolish enough to try to enter the cities was allowed to proceed. Once in the city, they wouldn't be permitted to leave again. The smaller cities and towns were overwhelmed by foreign troops who moved with speed and ruthlessness that was unknown to the American people. Long before dawn, in most cases, the round-up was complete. Since most of the people had turned in their firearms during the time the government was trying to regain control of the country, things went very smoothly. On the few occasions there was any resistance, if it couldn't be quickly and easily overcome, they just backed off, and called in the tanks. After a few high explosive shells, resistance ended with the death of those who fought back.
The people in the cities had no idea what was going on in the countryside, since all communications such as telephones were taken down before the start. Two way radios were jammed to prevent anyone from talking about what was happening. Only military frequencies were still clear. None of the civilians used those channels, for fear of letting the military know where they were hiding. It was bloody work, which these men knew well, and had no qualms about doing. Besides, after it was done, they knew they would have their pick of any women captured. And if one of them fought back, the choice was simple. Beat them into submission, or just shoot them and find another. Resistance was quite limited, and brief.
In the morning, the Chief looked over the railing to the courtyard below. Last night had been a good one. Nearly everyone on the pick-up lists had been rounded up. With all of the help he had gotten, in the months before this, by the honest citizens of the state, it had been easy. The ones that hated guns, were only too happy to turn in those who had them. The ones that dis-trusted the home schoolers, possibly because the home schooled children usually did better not only in school, but later in life as well, wanted their children to have a level playing field. With the home-schoolers out of the way, now their children had a better chance. Once the food started getting short, almost everyone was happy to turn on those who had actually prepared for such a possibility. Especially when the word got out that by doing so, they would get part of the confiscated food as a reward. Yes, the honest law-abiding citizens had made his job so easy.
The Chief turned his back on the mass of people below, and went back into his air conditioned office. It was early, and the day promised to be a hot one.
As he sat there going over the list of those few that had managed to escape the dragnet, thinking about who to assign to go after them, the door opened. Looking up, he saw the General come into his office. Smiling, he stood to welcome his guest. Knowing that this man would be quite pleased with the results of last nights raids. He was certain that he would soon get his "unimagined" reward. The smile faded from his face, when he saw the three large men, in body armor with pistols tucked into their waistbands, follow the General into the room.
"What's the meaning of this?" he asked as two of them came foreword to first disarm, then to bind the Chief. "I've done nothing wrong. I've gone out of my way to help you get these malcontents rounded up."
"Yes Chief. You have been a great assistance to us. Nearly all of the people that might cause trouble are now safely locked away, until they reach the camps." A stone cold smile briefly crossed his face, as he thought of what awaited the malcontents there. "We couldn't have gotten it done so quickly or as easily as you managed to do. And that is why you will be joining them. You see Chief....or should I say ex-Chief, since you have captured and turned over to us everyone we asked for, how can we trust someone that betrays his own people? How could we be sure you wouldn't do the same to us?"
He waved to former Chief to silence before he could say a word.
"No matter what you say, we couldn't believe you. Save your breath. You're going to need it. Take him away".
Once in the courtyard, the chief didn't have to worry about things for very long. He had just been re-elected. Everyone there knew his face. They weren't happy with him.
The General sat at the desk of his former ally. It had been so easy. A couple of attacks with scalar weapons to cause the "natural disasters" and the Americans started to fall apart. Let them stew for a little while, and they begged for the foreign troops to come in and "help" them. With the assistance of a few well placed congressmen to disarm the population, and set them up for the kill, the rest went very smoothly. in his mind, behind the cold almost lifeless eyes, He imagined what it would be like when his master showed up in Jerusalem to take his throne. Then he would have his reward. All of those prisoners to play with. So much delicious meat for the table. And it had been so simple. So easy.
If scalar weapons is not your cup of tea ,replace with false flag operations.mc
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