War and Peace

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The dust would not settle on this fated day.

Daybreak – The Hormuz Strait

Twenty thousand speedboats packed with high explosives set out as the USS Augustus Victoria rattles its sabre in its endless indication of its superiority. Its presence detected by chance from a Chinese device implanted on a passenger jet.

They only had so many missiles like the Nazis in Russia they were overwhelmed by numbers.

The entire flotilla was sinking high above Jets screamed in anger but they were not designed for this mass of foes. Missiles and cannon raking through them yet still they come , thicker like Insects at a floodlit tennis match in India

And left at last some were denied the chance of martyrdom and the sped from here and there to shoot the stragglers in the water, as if caught in a sudden shocked calm, as the great fires sunk beneath the waves.

Kuwait Border – T-0 minutes

The armoured column was ready, in only four hours they had crossed from Kuwait into Saudi Arabia. The sky ahead was thick with black smoke, Chinese made missiles had hit the Ghawar Field and many sites far beyond.

The US reaction was slow, there was total panic, no one was prepared, they had a negotiated solution to the Iranian Nuclear Position, and it had all been signed and delivered in Shanghai. Planes were being scrambled to targets, the troops were been told to sit in defensive positions, they did not know what was going to happen next. They were in conference calls for hours with the EU, the Chinese, Scotland, and Brazil.

Full mobilisation had been implemented in Tel-Aviv. However, no attack had arrived yet

No statement had been made by the Iranian government, no declaration of war.

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Iranian paratroopers land in Bahrain and seize the Royal Palace. They are led out and given to the mob.

The Iranian tank column is deep in the Saudi Desert. They have fitted their vehicles with reverse engineered Vacuum Cleaners in order to create a perpetual sand storm which in effect cloaks their vehicles from Air Attack. There troops wear gas masks. They remember these small details.

The US has started to airlift Divisions into Riyadh. Due to Budget cutting measures there is only a very small Garrison guarding the Airport. The Iranians had been having what seemed like free and fair elections. The new religious leader had seemed like a moderate, he had given the women more rights, and had hung the rapists and paedophiles from telegraph poles by their balls along the Khorosan Highway

Precision Air Strikes begin on Iranian targets. Over 500 sorties a day

There is an emergency session in the Security Council. Russia and China do not attend.

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It is the day of the World Cup Final.

At Wembley Stadium Scotland play England.

At half time it is England 1 Scotland 6

They have had to replace the net three times due to the shooting power and prowess of the Scottish Players.

At Half Time there is a flash of light from the South East.

A billion phones connect to the news channels to see the mushroom cloud blooming over Tel-Aviv

The English demand that the match is cancelled. FIFA agrees this cannot go on.

The Scottish Fans riot in the Street of London and manage to break into Buckingham Palace and steal all the furniture.

At midnight the Scottish players and the manager are still sitting on the pitch crying.

All over the world except in one small nation, where they are fuming at the fucking Cheating English Bastards – and would you expect anything less, they confirm that the attack in Tel-Aviv is 10 Megaton nuclear explosions, no missile was detected. Intelligence services are concluding that this must have been a terrorist attack.

Israeli planes are scrambled armed with nuclear devices. In blind fury they fly to Mecca and deliver there payload, vaporising the pilgrims.

And that massive energy triggers that most ancient artefact hidden within that ancient shrine. The Black stone which had been found embedded in the centre of the great pyramid of Giza. It reached its operating temperature and it dispatched its signal.

Deep within the centre of the moon a switch flicked. The lights came on. He woke up. His monitor came to life. He was aware. On every television screen for a minute they saw his face, watched him slowly wake up. Then it fizzed and went back to replays of that mushroom cloud, of tanks and of wars for a minute. Then what was that and did the Christians fall their knees to worship a nine foot tall naked Blackman plugged into a machine?