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The plan was to get several of the Jews, Blacks, Whites and Indians to be able to move silently across the ANL border. As soon as they were across the border, they would be given ANL temporary citizenship. How this would be done...is let to be determined.

Note, the jews are all dead, all 1 million were executed in the 2 camps they were detained in.

The Indians are not in camps, we didn't have the heart to put them in camps.

There are 30 million blacks and 30 million white "traitors" in camps (there used to be 40 million blacks and 40 million white "traitors" but somehow 10 million of each group just disappeared and are now in mass graves)

Henry and Zeltzin are on the balcony (1,000 sq ft balcony) looking at the river.

(Henry) "Here watch over there, just on the shore the river." Henry picks up a radio and says "Okay." 36 155mm Howitzers from a nearby Republican Guard base fire illumination flares at the river at the shores of the river are illuminated. Several deers and other animals can be seen eating grass and drinking.

(Henry) "Would you like to spend the night here in the main estate? Perhaps you might even get to meet the Premier himself, he should be back in the morning, he is currently in Jackson City on business."

The bus with the female reporter from DPUO (Natalie) came to the first checkpoint, she was trying to cross from Hinds county into Warren county, then on into Louisiana where she figured she would be safe. The bus pulled into the county checkpoint and a Republican Guard captain stepped onto the bus.

"Greetings everybody, this is a standard checkpoint, I am a captain with a Republican Guard Internal Security Unit, you all should know the routine, please have your general travel pass card ready, your national ID card, your county ID card, and for tourists you will only need your Temporary Travel Visa in addition to your temporary general travel pass card."

"Remember anybody without the required cards will be detained. So please make sure you have all the cards, begin getting them out now, we will be checking them in just a moment. Also be prepared to state how long you've been in the country, where you were, and be prepared to prove where you were by showing local government and county government stamps in your travel books."

The captain and 3 RG soldiers prepare to start checking the cards and necessary books. There are about 40 RG soldiers at the checkpoint, several are manning the roadblock, and the rest are off checking other vehicles and other travellers.

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The plan was to get several of the Jews, Blacks, Whites and Indians to be able to move silently across the ANL border. As soon as they were across the border, they would be given ANL temporary citizenship. How this would be done...is let to be determined.

Note, the jews are all dead, all 1 million were executed in the 2 camps they were detained in.

The Indians are not in camps, we didn't have the heart to put them in camps.

There are 30 million blacks and 30 million white "traitors" in camps (there used to be 40 million blacks and 40 million white "traitors" but somehow 10 million of each group just disappeared and are now in mass graves)

OOC: Sorry about that little glitch...It was a nice try, anyways. Well, time to try to get some of the other two out or this mission is bust.

IC:
Zeltzin looked out to the scenery of the deer. It was indeed a magnificant sight. Reminded her of home...She looked at him and said "Sure, spending the night would be ok. I'm sure the others wouldn't mind."

(Henry) to Zeltzin, "Would you care to go swimming, on the 1st floor there is a pool slightly larger than Olympic size."



(The pool is made of marble and the room it is in has fresco paintings on the ceiling and the room with everything in it cost about a total of 500 million dollars, but the Premier cuts himself in for 1% of the annual national budget so he doesn't think a thing about spending lots of money)

The 1% amounts to over 150.5 billion per year, it is labeled as "Assorted political expenses." Also the Premier owns dozens of factories, farms, mines, and other valuable holdings, he makes over 150 billion per year from his various holdings.




In Jackson City the Premier is in bed asleep with two of his secretaries when an assistant barges in.

(Assistant) "Premier sir, wake up."

(Premier) (Half awake yet angry) "This better be important."

(Assistant) "Massive flooding in the Indian reservation was taken care of by General Salazar."

(Premier) (When he hears flooding and General Salazar used in the same sentence, he knows it means massive use of chemical weapons was used to crush a massive rebellion) "Excuse me ladies, I must go, matters of state are calling."

One of the secretaries whispers to him, "I think we should have used some form of protection, you might have syphilis now."

The Premier replies, (In a tone that reveals his complete lack of concern) "That's what penicillin is for." (When you've had something and been cured of it 40 times, 41 doesn't really matter). OCC: You can be cured of Syphilis and get it again, and again, having it once doesn’t prohibit you from getting it again.

The Premier gets dressed and follows his assistant; they will be going to the RG Command Center.

About 50 Republican Guard soldiers that were part of the brigade stationed to guard a camp near the Mississippi River were taking a detail of 500 workers (White traitors) out to clear trees and to help build fortifications along the river.

The 1st lieutenant, the officer in charge of the detail was using a club to beat the prisoners to make them move faster, "Come on you swine, the river is only 3 miles from the camp, you should be there is less than 10 minutes. Move." (He smacks one with the club)

The Republican Guard soldiers are guarding the work detail, some are moving alongside the prisoners, some are behind them. Their M-14 rifles ready to stop any escape attempts.

Several residents from the nearby town are walking passed them in the woods. There are two cute girls about 18, one of the guards a handsome young man (All Republican Guards are also in great physical shape) of about 19 looks at them as he walks by and then he steps out of line to talk with them. They talk for about 2 minutes

(Guard) "What brings you two lovely young ladies out into this area, it's pretty much in the middle of nowhere."

(Girl 2) (Blushing) "We're from a small town about 4 miles east of here, we're just out in the woods for a walk to the nearest town, about 2 miles that way."

(Guard) "Well remember to keep on the alert in these parts, there could be undesirables roaming."

(Girl 2) "But we don't have to worry do we, the woods seem full of Republican Guards, and quite handsome ones might I add."

The Guard blushes.

(Girl 1) "So you're in the Republican Guard? That must be exciting, what are you doing out here in the middle of the woods."

(Guard) "We have to get these rotten prisoners to do some constructive work for a change. They're going to clear tree to build fortifications."

(Girl 2) "It's about time they force prisoners to work, there are too many freeloaders in this nation."


A sgt walking by yells, "Get back in line you, this is the Republican Guard, not a dating service."


One of the girls quickly writes her phone number down on a piece of paper and hands it to the guard, he quickly runs to get back to his place in the line.

He turns around, smiles at the girls, they continue on their walk.


Guards periodically strike the prisoners with their rifles as they march forward through the woods.

Most citizens in the rural regions pass within sight of the camps on a daily or near daily basis. Many of the local merchants even walk up to the camps and sell items to the guards. They have a rather good idea of what is going on. But 20 years of anti-semitic, anti-black, and anti-"Traitor" broadcasts, television shows, and newspapers has convinced most of them that it is for the best that the people in question be wiped out. Joseph Mladic is the primary force behind the propaganda barrage.


Party Propaganda Minister Joseph “The Jew Baiter” Mladic (39) the chief propaganda minister of Communist Mississippi. Renowned for his history of provoking Jews into exploding with rage against him on national TV while he maintained a calm and cool composure, he attempted to get Jews to come across as violent and mean people who don’t like to debate but rather attack enemies. One of his episodes of “Jew Baiting” resulted in him receiving a broken nose and a black eye when he told a Jewish man that, “Swine like you are only here because they didn’t kill enough of your grandparents during World War two.” He is the chief editor and the owner of the newspaper, “On the Attack”, and does the radio broadcast, “Exposing the Enemy”. His most famous quote, printed in his newspaper, is “The Jews are our misfortune.”

Secret letter

[code:1:42eeb7ba12] From: Field Marshal Dr. Baldur von Schacht. To: General Reginald Smith.

Dear Reginald,
I am pleased that Operation Purification is well underway, however there are some major issues we must deal with. Firstly, the use of firing squads appears to be placing a great psychological burden on our soldiers. Our people are not cold-blooded killing machines, they are men with families and as such naturally don’t like the idea of killing. They have been making exceptions because they know we must be rid of the menaces that plague our nation.

Since you are the one tasked with overseeing the carrying out of “Operation Purification”, I ask that you speak with the Premier about my suggestions. My first suggestion is that the use of firing squads be halted immediately, or make them voluntary for the soldiers to participate in them. My second suggestion is that rather than firing squads, we use poison gas, most likely VX gas. My third suggestion is that if we use gas, we use incineration to dispose of the bodies. However I am not sure if the Premier would accept the third suggestion, as satellites would certainly detect large amounts of smoke. That leads me to my fourth suggestion, we could continue using mass graves to dispose of the bodies, but we would need to use decontamination powder on them so if they were ever found there would be no appreciable trace of VX residue.

Please speak with the premier about my suggestions as soon as possible. My immediate recommendation is that we select 5 camps and construct 5 chambers in each. General Bertrand Navarre has already drawn up plans for the chambers; each one will be about the size of a football field and will easily accommodate at least 1,000 people. They will have filtration systems to vent the VX gas after each use. It will take approximately several minutes to herd the people into the chambers, and with sufficient amounts of VX gas, 1 minute to kill them all. Clearing the bodies out could take up to an hour.


I am glad that you and your family are currently well, I was distressed to hear that your son Donald had taken ill earlier. Please contact me when you receive this so we may discuss any questions you have.

Sincerely Baldur von Schacht,

Hail Comrade Premier Fabus.

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Bumpy

Henry Fabus and Zeltzin swam in the opulent swimming pool for about an hour. Henry and Zeltzin both got out of the pool and servants got them both robes. Zeltzin had plenty of time to admire the fresco painting on the ceiling, it was commissioned by the Premier and painted by the top artist in the nation, it cost about 80 million dollars.

(It should be noted that the Premier and his family are in the 3% of the population that are considered upper class (Mostly major party members, high ranking military officers, and rich businessmen, etc) 37% are in the middle class (Farmers with large holdings, junior officers, minor party members, skilled labor, etc) and 60% are in the lower class (Farmers with small holdings, mine workers, factory workers, enlisted ranks, etc).

But the poor whites don't mind being poor, because decades of efforts have gotten them to place race above class, in the words of one poor white farmer who was interviewed by international media who were touring CM, "I don't care how much a nig--- makes, if he ain't white I don't want nothing to do with him."

People in CM have clearly chosen race over class. The upper class whites encourage racial thinking and have sponsored many of the racial messages on radio and television. The White Knights of Mississippi is largely a middle class and lower class organization, but 18% of members are from the upper class because it is viewed as a great social fraternity and the rich feel like they should join just to be part of the social life of the nation).

(Henry) "What say we go back upstairs."

(Zeltzin) "Sounds good to me."

When they got upstairs, Henry was sitting near the edge of his bed (about 30 feet wide and 8 feet long. Yes, everything is large and expensive for the upper class). Zeltzin removed her robe, then pushed him down onto the bed and removed his robe. The next scenes I shall omit because they are explicit.

On the bus at the checkpoint the Republican Guard captain arrived at Natalie's seat (the reporter with the film of the chemical weapons attacks against the guerillas and the mass graves of guerillas).

(Captain) "Papers please.""

She only has 1 of the 2 required papers, and they are a slightly old stamp on them.

(Captain) "How long have you been in the nation?"

(Natalie) "4 months."

(Captain) "We just started using those style of entry stamps 2 months ago, how did they get on the papers."

(Natalie) "I don't know it must be some mistake."

(Captain) "Please stand up." (2 of the guards pull her up)

(Natalie) "What have I done?"

(Captain) "Come this way, please don't resist, it will only complicate things."

The Republican Guard Captain and the other soldiers escort her off the bus and to the jail in the checkpoint station. They take her luggage off the bus and wave the bus through the checkpoint. They toss her into a cell where she will wait to be interrogated soon.

Oh, God help me! not again, please not again! Natalie languished in the cell, shaking uncontrollably, knowing how these people were accustomed to ensuring co-operation...worse, her Government had closed off DPUO! The country was at war! How was she going to get back home now? She cried quietly, regaining her composure slowly.

The Captain walked into the cell, he was flanked by two armed RG guards.

(Captain) "Hello, what are you doing with this camera." (Holds up camera)

(Captain) "What are you doing in our nation?"

(Captain) "When we develop this film, will we find out that you're taking pictures of things you shouldn't be?"

(Captain) "I must remind you spies are hanged in this nation, and it takes about 15-20 minutes to die by hanging. If you talk now and save us the trouble, we might see to it you are simply imprisoned for a few years."

(Captain) "You think about what I said, in the meantime I will see you get some food and water."

The captain turned and left, the guards followed, they secured the door behind them. (Okay DPUO you just answer the questions that were asked)

"I'm a reporter," she answered shakily. My job is to report, to take photographs is part of that."

"I'm here on an assignment from the SBC. They wanted a piece on life in CM for our "Other places and other cultures" series."

"I took pictures of soldiers doing something. I don't know what it was." Play dumb, Nat.

"Thanks for the food."

"I'm a reporter," she answered shakily. My job is to report, to take photographs is part of that."

"I'm here on an assignment from the SBC. They wanted a piece on life in CM for our "Other places and other cultures" series."

"I took pictures of soldiers doing something. I don't know what it was." Play dumb, Nat.

"Thanks for the food."

After the 2 guards left, the captain returned and said something quite chilling.


(Captain) "Don't think your status as a woman will protect you. We protect our women in this nation, but you aren't one of our women. The only thing that's keeping my men from raping you are my orders for them not to. But my orders can change at any moment, think about talking."

The RG begins to develop the film.

Occ- When I get back from lunch with my grandparents, the film will be developed.

Natalie had known that that was coming, but it didn't make her any less scared. At the back of her mind, too was, fury; fury that her Government would abandon her like this, fury at these animals...she shook and shook, and waited.

Meanwhile, in Krasniy Novgorod, the Foreign Minister was about to go on TV. He was protesting about...oh, there was the clapper thing. Right. Go!

"We, the Government of DPUO, protest in the strongest possible terms at the handling by Communist mississippi of one of our reporters, Miss Natalie Rush, who was reported by her station chief as missing last night, believed arrested. Fragmentory reports indicating just that, along with allegations of rape upon this woman, have also reached our ears." He leaned forward to camera. "We remind CM that we are presently on a war footing. If our reporter is not returned safe and well within a week, we will be foreced to consider more forceful measures." He hoped it'd work; the army had enough to do right now without yet another bloody war!

It is 11 p.m. and the Premier Curtis Fabus was in the main dining hall on the 1st floor of the "Stalingrad" estate, he was dining with all of his top generals and most of his family members. An aide brought word that DPUO was threatening them over the reporter.

The ANL scientist Zeltzin was asleep in Henry Fabus's bedroom on the 6th floor.

Present at the dinner were many officers and high party officials, Premier Curtis Fabus, General Roger Fabus, General William Fabus, General George Fabus, General Henry Fabus, Victoria Fabus (Premier's daughter), General Bertrand “The Butcher” Navarre, General Francisco "Chemical” Salazar, Field Marshal Dr. Baldur von Schacht “Doctor Of Death”, General Reginald “Bloody Hands” Smith, Party Propaganda Minister Joseph “The Jew Baiter” Mladic, there are a few minor party officials who were invited as rewards for their services. About 12 other generals and 40-50 colonels are also at the meeting. Outside, the entire 1st Republican Guard Division "Curtis Fabus" is deployed for security of the estate.

(Premier) "They'd threaten war over us holding a spy. We are within our rights to hold her. And they're occupied in other wars as it is. Tell them we'll return her when we're good and ready. Perhaps 1 week and 1 day, just to insult them we'll do it 1 day after their deadline."

(General Reginald Smith) "Have them bring her here premier, we can all take turns on her." All the generals and officers erupt with laughter and cries of "Yes Premier, do it, do it."


(General Manfred Eichman) (The notorious inspector general of all camp operations)
"A toast. To a jew free Mississippi. As of 18 hours ago, we are officially jew free." All the generals raise their glasses, "To a jew free Mississippi."

(Roger Fabus) "A toast, to the White Knights of Mississippi." The generals raise their glasses and in unison, "To the Klan."

(Joseph Mladic) "To General "Chemical" Salazar and his recent efforts against the savages." All the generals raise their glasses, "To Chemical Salazar."

(General Bertrand Navarre) "To General Roger Fabus, the noble cavalry commander and the 2nd Brigade of Horse Cavalry." All the generals raise their glasses, "To General Roger Fabus, and the 2nd Cavalry."

The servants are bringing in the meals now and the men stop making toasts and start eating.


The Premier realizes he misses his old friend Wilhelm Ernst, he calls an aide over, he whispers to him, "From the reports, I gather that Ernst fought well in the recent battle, give him his generalship back."

The men continue to eat, smoke cigars (the room is full of smoke), and drink heavily. They make numerous more toasts to the past genocides and current genocides. They run out of things to toast and begin to toast the military equipment.

(General Smith) "To the M-14 rifle, without it, an awful lot of indians would still be alive today." The generals all toast, "To the M-14."

(General Salazar) "To Chemical Weapons." All the generals laugh when they hear that because they expected something of the sort from Salazar.

The men sit around drinking, smoking, and talking for about 5 hours

It was about 12:25 a.m. when a colonel who was attending the "Stalingrad" party phoned the RG checkpoint jail where the DPUO reporter Natalie was.

(RG Captain) "Hello."

(Colonel) "We want the DPUO reporter woman brought to the premier's estate "Stalingrad", right away, by helicopter."

(RG Captain) "We haven't gotten the necessary answers out of her yet, the film she had was developed, it was of the Mi-24s firing Hydrogen cyanide at guerillas, and of guerillas being bull dozed into mass graves."

(Colonel) "General Smith suggested she might provide some entertainment for the party, and the Premier agreed. Send her at once."

(RG Captain) "Yes sir, after you're done with her, I suggest you send her to the primary DIS HQ building for thorough interrogation."


The RG Captain walks into the cell with 2 guards, (To Natalie) "Get up, you're going to meet the premier, some high ranking officers, and some top party officials, you're going to be quite sore after they're done with you. You should have talked earlier. If you had, you'd be in the DIS building by now, and they don't send anybody out of there for any reason."

The guards drag her out, handcuff her, pull a sack over her head, and tie it off, then they toss her into a helicopter and tell the pilot, "Stalingrad and quickly." 2 of the Guards accompany her in the helicopter.

Natalie had known that that was coming, but it didn't make her any less scared. At the back of her mind, too was, fury; fury that her Government would abandon her like this, fury at these animals...she shook and shook, and waited.

Meanwhile, in Krasniy Novgorod, the Foreign Minister was about to go on TV. He was protesting about...oh, there was the clapper thing. Right. Go!

"We, the Government of DPUO, protest in the strongest possible terms at the handling by Communist mississippi of one of our reporters, Miss Natalie Rush, who was reported by her station chief as missing last night, believed arrested. Fragmentory reports indicating just that, along with allegations of rape upon this woman, have also reached our ears." He leaned forward to camera. "We remind CM that we are presently on a war footing. If our reporter is not returned safe and well within a week, we will be foreced to consider more forceful measures." He hoped it'd work; the army had enough to do right now without yet another bloody war!


It was about 6:00 p.m. when Joseph Mladic spoke via the People's Network, "Good evening people of Mississippi. The allegations that our soldiers use rape to extract information are totally false and are simply enemy lies and propaganda. The accusations are at best baseless and are at worst insulting. I also believe that CM has a right to protect the sovereignty and security of the nation. We arrested the "Reporter" because she was actually a spy who had in her possession film of highly sensitive military operations. We will consider returning her when we are satisfied our national security is safe." The broadcast ends, Mladic gets up and walks away, he spoke to an assistant.

(Assistant) "Was that true, what you said, was it true?"

(Mladic) "Yes of course it was true, but perhaps a little under exaggerating, it's a great evening out."

Mladic walked off and got into a car, he told the driver, "Stalingrad, and step on it, a party awaits."

It was about 6:30 p.m. at the Premier’s Jackson City Palace (Jackson City is the capital) in Hinds County. The 3,000 Republican Guard soldiers guarding the palace are relaxing and most are getting ready for the night activities, (womanizing, drinking, card games, and for those with nothing to do there is also catching up on sleeping).

Suddenly they heard noise, lots of noise. Almost 150,000 coal miners and 20,000 poor farmers are marching towards the palace, most of them are cheering for the Premier and have pictures of him, but they are also shouting for labor reforms and decent wages (they’re basically wage slaves and serfs).

The guards begin to mobilize around the perimeter wall, they rush up the ladders and get into the machine guns nests, and they raise their rifles. The colonel of the guard steps up to the main gate (which is sealed tight) and shouts through a megaphone.

(Colonel) “This protest is unlawful and you will disperse immediately.”

(Leader of the protestors) “We love the Premier, but we will not disperse until he learns the truth about the conditions we are in, the bosses cannot keep the Premier from learning the truth. The truth will be known.” (Cute eh? They think the Premier cares about them)

(Colonel) “You will disperse in 10 seconds or face the consequences.”

(Random Protestors) “We will not disperse until we see the Premier. Let us present our petition to him.”

(Colonel) “FIRE” from numerous positions on the wall, machine guns come to life and spray hundreds of bullets into the crowd, the 4 mini guns also join in (1 on each corner of the wall) Thousands of rifles are brought to bear against the crowd. The crowd goes from a solid mass to thousands of individuals who have broken the mass and are running. There is no longer any formation to the crowd, they are running for their lives. Grenades are fired into the crowd, mortars, and even 6 155mm howitzers. After about 3 minutes the Colonels yells, “Cease Fire, Cease Fire.”

They would count at least 9,846 dead and 31,092 wounded.

The colonel didn’t even bother to have anybody call “Stalingrad” to inform the Premier because he didn’t want the Premier to be disturbed because he knew he was hosting a dinner party. A major asked the colonel why he wasn’t calling the Premier.

(Major) “Sir, you must call the Premier at once.”

(Colonel) “They’re just peasants, millions more where they came from.”

(Major) “But sir, you must.” (Interrupted)

(Colonel) “I must do nothing major, you however must obey my orders, now get a detail to clear the street of the bodies, get the 8th RGISD to help clear the bodies. See to it the wounded peasants who can afford medical care or have insurance are taken to the hospitals.”

(Major) “Yes sir.”

Natalie's brain was paralysed as her fingers tried to find some weakness in the handcuffs and her senses were muffled totally. She knew what was coming, knew she had to just shut out her mind from it. With luck, she would be unconscious for most of it.

The helicopter with the DPUO reporter Natalie arrived at the Stalingrad helipad. The two guards roughly pulled her up and pushed her forward for the nearly 500 yards from the helipad to the mansion entrance. There are soldiers from the 1st RG Division all over the estate grounds, a total of about 18,000 RG soldiers plus their equipment. The guards shove her through the main entrance. They then pass through about 100 feet of hallways after the main entrance foyer. The party has moved to the basement and the two guards roughly escort her down the stairs. They remove the sack from over her head, but keep her handcuffed, the push her through the door and then leave. General Reginald Smith calls out, “The fun is here, Premier you go first.” The others all cheer, “Curtis, Curtis.”

The premier calls for somebody to bring him the woman, two colonels push her over towards him.

(Premier) “So, you’re a spy. A good spy you must be, because I’m sure one as lovely as yourself can get most men to tell you anything you want to know.”

(Premier) “Do you know what we do to the spies we capture in this nation?”

(Premier) “I want her awake the entire time, Dr Schacht, be so kind as to get her some amphetamines.”

Field Marshal Dr. Baldur von Schacht “The Doctor of Death” gets a needle with a large dose of amphetamines. He injects it into the vein of the right arm of the reporter.

(Premier) “So miss?” (He wants to know her name) “What shall we talk about while we wait for the amphetamines to kick in?”

(Premier) “You can ask me anything about anything, and ask my generals anything about anything, whether it is classified or not. You worked hard to get into this nation and you were obviously seeking answers, so ask the questions and I will answer them. You can have an exclusive interview with the CM Premier and the CM top officials.”

The Premier waits for her to start asking questions.

Sorry for double post my computer is being evil

Hello

Could i possibly be in this rp

i would like to rid communist mississipi of the ni----

Hello

Could i possibly be in this rp

i would like to rid communist mississipi of the ni----


No this RP is already basically full, sorry. We have it all planned out and we cannot fit anybody else in. :(

What about my terrorists they're getting awfully lonely =(

Rapist for hire

Rapist for hire


Quit littering my RPs with pointless trash. You're rapidly beginning to pi-- me off. You weren't invited to this RP, and I told you via Telegram message that this RP was closed to anybody more.

I'm severing all diplomatic ties with you and am firing the ignore cannon at you, you've pi--ed me off royally. I tried to offer to RP with you because you are new and I wanted to help you learn the ropes. But I told you this RP was closed to you, I told you you could join in my Indian War RP. But you didn't listen, now you are kicked out of all my RPs until some future point if you can prove maturity. And above all else, when a guy tells you to stay out of 1 RP and take part in another instead, Listen!

Added- I was too harsh with you I suppose, I must remember we were all greenhorns at one time. Just don't post in this thread again, as per my orders, and I'll let you continue in the RP (Indian War) like we were planning. If you understand what I'm saying show it by posting nothing here :)

The following occurred shortly after the reporter answered the initial questions the Premier asked. (Occ- I realize that DPUO is going to be posting the answers to the earlier questions after this post though).

The Premier and about 100 of the top generals and party officials were in the large spacious bar of the basement of Stalingrad. The Premier could tell that his generals and other comrades were all quite drunk, he knew he would be able to talk them all to leaving for some stupid task or adventure so he could be alone to talk with the reporter. The woman journalist was wondering why they hadn’t raped her repeatedly yet; she had been there long enough now.

(Premier) (Loud enough for the whole room to hear) “How about a shooting contest. Everybody to the RG Firing range, a few 100 yards passed the first barracks.”

The generals and comrades all agreed it was a good idea and they left their seats and rushed upstairs (most were too drunk to be able to shoot straight without the help of their aides).

The Premier waited until they were all gone, only 6 guards remained in the bar section of the basement, they were playing pool at 3 tables. The bartender also remained.

The premier was talking to the reporter,



(Premier) “I am sorry about the manner in which you were brought here, I can’t look soft in front of my men though. Had I told them I wanted to speak with you, they would have viewed me as soft, and I can’t afford to be viewed as soft.”

(Premier) “I know the Captain of the RG unit that arrested you, he’s a fair man and a fine officer, I trust you were treated well by him and he kept his men in line. You know I don’t approve of the methods used by some of our soldiers, and when I can, I stop them, we’re not monsters here, we’re normal people, most of us have families. I myself have several sons and daughters, you may have seen my sons in the crowd of top military officials, they’re probably quite drunk by now though, they’ve picked up too many of my bad habits and not enough of my good ones, but overall they’re fine young men. Is there anything you want? Perhaps something to eat or drink?”

(Premier) “You will be turned loose in due time, but we must first make sure you understand what you will be reporting to your press. Let’s make no mistake about it, the truth is open to many interpretations, you will simply be reporting one of those interpretations, our interpretation.”

(Premier) “You will be allowed to ask me a number of questions on certain topics for recordings and you will also be allowed to ask me any questions you want off the record. If any of the off the record answers are published, naturally I will deny ever saying it. However I think you will find us quite fair in what we let you publish.”

(Premier) “Oh I’m sure you’d prefer to be out of these.” (Moves behind her to unlock and remove the handcuffs from her)

(Premier) “Is that better?”

(Premier) “I’m getting ready to sleep, it’s almost 4 a.m. and I’ll probably be getting up no later than 9:00 a.m. I’ll be in my bunker, it’s about 600 feet below this basement, the floor I’m on is the last bunker floor, B4. It’s really quite a remarkable bunker, except for the guards, top personnel, and myself, few get to see it. Each floor is 50,000 square feet, my quarters on B4 are 49,000 sq feet, the remaining 1,000 sq ft is the front entrance to my room, only used for guarding (there are about 10 guards in the entrance). There is a swimming pool, a movie theatre, 2 shooting ranges, a power plant, enough supplies of food, water, and ammunition for 1,000 people for several years, and it is entirely self-contained, complete with water recycling systems.”

(Premier) “Perhaps you would care to join me in the bunker, it is really something worth seeing, and it would be a good time for you to begin asking the off the record questions.” (He grins and smiles as he says the part about her joining him in the bunker).

She figures he is probably hinting that he wants her to sleep with him. She’s asking herself how many chances one gets to sleep with the leader of a country, and how many chances a journalist gets to ask any questions she wants of the leader of a nation. Also she is admitting to herself that Premier Fabus is incredibly good looking.

(Premier Fabus is ranked as the 3rd handsomest public figure in Communist Mississippi. 1st is General Reginald Smith, 2nd is General Francisco Salazar, 4th is General Bertrand Navarre, and 5th is General Wilhelm Ernst). (Occ- Yes Ernst got back his generalship a while ago, after his spectacular valor and bravery fighting Indians, the Premier decided Ernst should be a General again. Lucky for Ernst the Premier thinks so highly of him. Also lucky for Ernst that he is an old friend of the Premier).

(Premier) “Have you heard about the detainment camps, if you come with me to the bunker we can discuss the possibility of letting you take a camera into one of them to see for yourself what they are.”

She now has to add in that going with him into the bunker will likely result in her getting footage of what will be journalistic dynamite.



It is about 4:00 a.m. At the North Jackson #17 detainment camp (whites deemed enemies of the state, note there are also 15,000 Jews in this camp. The government thought they got all the Jews, but they found some more when residents in a Jackson City suburb started pointing out who was a Jew) the guards are readying the camp for the possibility of a journalist coming to it.

The Commandant General Gunther Thaller is addressing the entire inmate population of approximately 500,000 people. (This camp is more of a forced labor camp than it is a death camp, but there are still numerous daily executions of those deemed unfit to work). General Thaller was told hours ago that his camp would be the one chosen for a foreign journalist to tour if she wanted to. So Thaller is going to ready the camp for inspection.

(Commandant Thaller) “Listen up you swine, a journalist is likely coming here sometime within the next 12 hours, remember that you’re well fed, provided ample water, and you’re happy living here until the river flood problems are fixed and your homes away from the river are built. The food is fine, you are healthy, the clothing is good, you are not worked very hard at all, and the guards are nice.”

(Commandant Thaller) “You will spend the next 8 hours cleaning your living quarters, you will all be issues new clothing, new shoes, new blankets, and you will be showered and cleaned before the reporter arrives.”

(Commandant Thaller) “Anybody who speaks ill of this camp or the guards should expect not to live long. If any of you tries to pass a paper or any item to the journalist, you will be hanged upside down until you starve to death. If any of you so much as blinks funny, you will be burned alive. Do I make myself clear?

(Inmates in unison) “Yes Commandant.”

(Commandant Thaller) “I want to see happy and cheerful faces. Do you understand?”

(Inmates in unison) “Yes Commandant.”

(Commandant Thaller) “The first one of you who speaks about a mass grave will find yourself next in line to be in one. Do I make myself clear?”

(Inmates in unison) “Yes Commandant.”

All 5,000 of the guards are on patrols around the perimeter, disposing of bodies, or bringing in the few labor details that were outside of the camp. The guards keep a close watch over the inmates as they begin to clean the camp.



About General Thaller

General Gunther Thaller (44) The notorious commandant of North Jackson #17 detainment camp. He is a brigade commander in the 2nd Republican Guard Division. He has personally executed detainees for taking fruit from “his trees”. He considers anything inside the camp to be his and unless permission is asked it is stealing to take it.

*Bumping*

Bumping.

At Camp #17 the inmates were making great progress cleaning the barracks, geting themselves cleaned. The RG soldiers had disposed of most all of the corpses (about 8,000 they had to get rid of) by bull dozing them into mass graves and then riding vehicles over the dirt to flatten it out.

At Stalingrad the VIP generals and party officials were mostly drunk off their butts and were shooting machine guns and such on the RG firing ranges.

Word hits the international presses about the "Jackson City Massacre" against the protesting coal miners. The CM government statement was "Terrorists must be dealt with harshly and when people are ordered to disperse and refuse to do so, they become terrorists."

I am off to sleep, the world can write their outrages and shocked replies after learning of the protestors being mowed down.

OOC: Emptiness....
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OOC: Emptiness....
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Remember when you pi--ed me off by spamming this thread, and I said it would be okay just don't do it again. My words were

"If you understand what I'm saying show it by posting nothing here."


Well congratulations, you've just shown you either 1) Cannot read, or 2) You have the IQ of a dog. or 3) You have an utter lack of self-control.

Occ- You've just burned your bridges. You don't know when to listen do you?

Sorry i though you meant ic

i promise it wont happen again

Sorry i though you meant ic

i promise it wont happen again

You're doing it again (Rips my own hair out)

Don't apologize, just stop doing it. To apologize like this you take up more room. You've posted at least 6 posts in here when you were invited to post how many? ZERO!!!!

The ANL deleagation prepaired for the upcomming expedition. Dr. Thompson and Dr. McCellan went over maps of Mississippi while Jorge was working on a plan to get the "refugees" out.

Jorge sighed and sat back, and said very quietly"I don't think this is possible...we won't be able to do much with 500 gaurds on our backs, not to mention road blocks and lack of knowlage of the terain."

"I know," said (quietly) Dr. Thompson "This is a tough assigment. I personally don't know how this is going to work, and if there is any trouble, I don't know how we are going to get out of it."

"Nor do I" said Jorge. "It seems rather unlikely we will be able to get anyone out...maybe we should try to figure out what the hell is going on...Well, I fear our cameras will be inspected at every blockade. I think we should just do what our cover says we are doing."

"We'll see what we are going to do. Hmm, I wonder if Zeltzin is enjoying her time with Henry." Said Dr. Thompson.

"I don't know, she knows he is part of this corrupt regime."

OOC: Again, this was all whispered.

The river campsite where the ANL team was working was about 6 miles from North Jackson Detainment Camp #17 under the command of General Gunther Thaller. The 500 Guards to be provided to protect the ANL team and help them with manual labor were to be from the 5,000 Camp Guards.

A young major with an officers cap tilted slightly to the right arrived in a staff car, an aide opened the door, and he stepped out.

(Major Ludwig von Bock) (To the ANL team) raises his right arm into the air “Hail Comrade Premier Fabus”

(Beck) “I am Major Ludwig von Bock of the 1st brigade of the 2nd Republican Guard Division. General Gunther Thaller, my commanding officer at a nearby military installation has agreed to provide the 500 necessary guards to oversee that you are safe here. I must only ask that you don’t wander to far from the campsite and don’t talk to strangers in the woods.” (He says that because lots of citizens wandering in the woods know what the camps are for)

At Camp #17 they have begun to burn bodies because they need to get rid of them quickly, they had buried about 8,000 but needed to dispose of the remaining 3,000 bodies quickly. The 500,000 inmates at the massive camp have been issued new clothing, new blankets, their food is good, the water is good, the camp is clean. The only thing odd is that at the river campsite they can large clouds of black smoke in the air about 6 miles deep into the woods. The camp will be ready in about 5 hours in the event that the journalist from DPUO had accepted the Premiers offer to tour the camp (She’d also have had to accept his request to “Join” him in the bunker for a “tour” of his private quarters).

(Beck) to ANL team, “If you need more labor than the 500 soldiers we have here, just let me know and I can get as much labor as you need. You’ll have to just forget about the smoke from the woods over that way, just pay no attention to it, confidential military tests, they’re testing to see how well tanks standup to missiles, the smoke you are seeing probably means many of the test tanks are now burned out wrecks. The woods over that way are totally off-limits due to the military tests. I hope you understand.”

The 500 RG soldiers at the river are mostly just standing around smoking, drinking, swimming in the river, patrolling, some are sitting in their tents playing card games and reading letters from home.

Secret Letter, reply to letter on page 13.
[code:1:1f16b807c5] From General Reginald Smith. To: Field Marshal Dr. Baldur von Schacht.

Dear Doctor,

I am glad that you ask how my family is doing, we are all well, and the wife and kids are fine. I hope your wife and children are also well. Now to the issues your letter raises. I agree totally that firing squads place great burden on the soldiers; all camps under my command will immediately begin to switch to your VX gas chamber idea. The primary reason for my willingness to make this change before full test data is in comes from my knowledge that you are a very capable, dedicated, and smart officer and you know what you’re talking about.

Anyway, 1 camp that had the test VX chamber reported total success in the tests of the chamber that resulted in the extermination of 2,000 white traitors and 1,000 Jews. He said it took less than 1 minute of gassing to kill each load of 1,000, and that his men were so efficient they cleared the gas chamber within 20 minutes and pushed the next 1,000 into it.

It was North Jackson Camp #17; General Gunther Thaller is the commanding officer there. He is a very capable officer; he reported that he is in the process of burning the corpses as we speak. The main problem he said was in dealing with the bodies, as they were contaminated with VX residue. He stated that three teams of 500 men each wearing NBC suits disposed of the bodies by burning them in large pits about 400 yards outside the camp, he also said they used 4,000 inmate laborers to help remove the bodies, however the inmates were without NBC suits and many of them died as a result of being used to remove the bodies from the camp, he reported 1,500 of the inmates who handled the bodies died within 20 minutes. His men simply pushed their bodies into the pits along with those who had been gassed.

In short, I believe we shall soon see the widespread implementation in all 200 of the camps of your VX gas chamber idea. Your work is an inspiration to us all. Great job doctor, the high command will be most pleased.


Sincerely Reginald Smith,

Hail Comrade Premier Fabus. [/code:1:1f16b807c5]

At Stalingrad...
Zeltzin wakes up in the room, alone. "Meh, typical guy, even though he was very good." She says to her self. She gets out of the bed, and puts her clothing back on. She then went to the bathroom and fixed her self up and went downstairs to the second floor. She hears laughing and appaulding and quietly, she said "Already bragging...but this seems a little bit higher key then having the time with a girl...but then Aztec women aren't just any ordinary girl." She walks over to the room and silently and listened in to what they were saying. It was dark in the corridor and no gaurds...perfect...almost too perfect. She continued to listen in and clicked a button in her phone...a voice recorder! Chemical weapons...extermination of savage natives (this would go well with the Aztecs)...consentration camps...hanging of a journalist of a fellow nation of the International (if anything was not said, just scratch it out)...Very interesting evidence.

When they got up from the table, Zeltzin knew it was time to make herself scarce. She silently got out of the way and into an area where she could not be scene. She must tell her comrades about this...She went back to Henry's room and waited there.

~~At the Camp Sight~~
Dr. Thompson says "We thank you and the Premier for extending us the courtousy. We believe the group will be sufficent. If you are heading back to Stalingrad, please tell our scientist Zeltzin that we require her presence immeditatly. I believe she is staying with Mr. Henry Fabus."


As the Doctor, Jorge and Major Bock talk, Xihuitl begins setting up the camp. Since it is muddy, humid and warm terrain, he is working wearing his army camouflage pants rather then his well pressed military uniform. Tank top on a chair, we is setting up the tables and tents where they will be sleeping. He knows of the difficult mission ahead. Nearly impossible, in all acuality. Between working, wiping the sweat off of his brow and coordinating with other workers, he is thinking of a plan. He stops for a second to look up at the sun through the trees. Then, he comes up with a plan...he'll have to go over it with the others tonight.

At Camp #17 about 6 miles from the river the camp was almost ready for the possibility of a foreigner touring the facility. But General Thaller knew there might be some troublemakers who would attempt to pass information or signal the journalist. He spoke to a captain, "We need to get rid of some people, but we don't have time for gassings because it takes too long to empty the chamber out and to burn the bodies. Take the 2,000 worst troublemakers into the woods in the pits we dug earlier, take a detail of 500 guards and see to it the troublemakers cause no more trouble." The captain's reply was, "Yes sir General."


The captain requested 500 volunteers to guard a detail of prisoners to exit the camp. There was no shortage of volunteers to guard the detail because the guards were quite bored just sitting around. A sergeant who was with the detail had his camera with him because he wanted to get some pictures of the scenery. The 2,000 inmates were pushed forward and periodically a guard would hit a prisoner with the butt of their rifle. After walking about 2 miles towards the river (making them 4 miles from the river campsite) they arrived at the pits.

(Captain) "Line up at the edge of the pit, move, move."

The inmates all fell into line and the captain shouted, "Turn around and kneel down, face the pit."

As soon as they had all turned around and kneeled down the captain ordered his men to fire, each soldier fired 4 times.

The sergeant who took the pictures would later write a caption on the back of each.

500 Republican Guard Soldiers from the 1st Brigade of the 2nd Republican Guard Division execute 1,500 traitors and 500 jews outside of the North Jackson Camp #17. Date 6/21/2004
http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v293/ComMiss/Woods3.jpg

They were inevitably those who weren't killed by the rifle volleys, and so several sergeants, and even the captain himself, took out pistols to finish off those not dead. The Sergeant with the camera captured two pictures, one of the soldiers firing rifles, and one of the captain firing his pistol at a man.


Captain Felix Ohlendorf, of the 1st Brigade of the 2nd Republican Guard Division, shoots a prisoner at the edge of a mass grave near North Jackson Camp #17. Date 6/21/2004
http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v293/ComMiss/Woods.jpg


After several of the sergeants had gone up and down the line, kicking people to see if they were still alive, and shooting with a pistol those who moved; the 500 guards pushed into the pit all those who hadn't fallen into the pit. They then brought 1/2 dozen bulldozers to conceal the mass grave.


At the river campsite the sound of large amounts of rifle fire echoed throughout the woods, perhaps a few miles away, not sustained though, just in volleys, and only several volleys.



Major Ludwig von Bock at the river campsite explained to the ANL team that, "There must be heavy weapons testing going on today, further reason to avoid the woods. We wouldn't want anybody to get hurt by getting caught on a test firing rang."

(if anything was not said, just scratch it out)...
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Never mentioned camps :) Here is what was said


(General Manfred Eichman) (The notorious inspector general of all camp operations) "A toast. To a jew free Mississippi. As of 18 hours ago, we are officially jew free." All the generals raise their glasses, "To a jew free Mississippi."

(Roger Fabus) "A toast, to the White Knights of Mississippi." The generals raise their glasses and in unison, "To the Klan."

(Joseph Mladic) "To General "Chemical" Salazar and his recent efforts against the savages." All the generals raise their glasses, "To Chemical Salazar."

(General Bertrand Navarre) "To General Roger Fabus, the noble cavalry commander and the 2nd Brigade of Horse Cavalry." All the generals raise their glasses, "To General Roger Fabus, and the 2nd Cavalry."


(General Smith) "To the M-14 rifle, without it, an awful lot of indians would still be alive today." The generals all toast, "To the M-14."

(General Salazar) "To Chemical Weapons." All the generals laugh when they hear that because they expected something of the sort from Salazar.


The toasts weren't very specific as to what happened, and the first one about jews, I think we should say she didn't hear that one, it would be too easy. Nothing very incriminating was said, Smith's toast to the rifle is basically a pretty normal thing, General Patton once said something to the extent of "When the war in Europe is over, I can go to the pacific and kill japanese." It was just a given he meant soldiers, not non-combatants, so it would have to be assumed that General Smith meant Indian soldiers, you have to give people the benefit of the doubt (Unless you can find the massgraves to back up the doubt :) )

It was about 4:00 a.m. when Henry Fabus returned upstairs (Zeltzin and the ANL team arrived at about 8:00 p.m. and the ANL team is about 3 counties away, near the river, which is about 300 miles away from Stalingrad). The ANL team is on the mississippi river about 10 miles deep in the woods west of North Jackson Township, note the township is basically deserted as everybody in it was sent to a camp.


Henry Fabus returns to see Zeltzin.

(Henry) "Are you awake?" She is indeed awake.

(Henry) "Forgive my absence, I had to attend a party father was hosting, many of the guests are still here, perhaps you would care to come downstairs and meet some of them. They are all interesting individuals. But father is busy in the bar in the basement."
(This is about the time the Premier is talking to the DPUO reporter in the barroom basement and asking her to accompany him into his private quarters in the bunker)


(Henry) "Would you care to come downstairs then? There is still plenty of good food and drink left. You can meet some of our nation's most renowned generals. Then in a few hours I will have a helicopter take you to go join your team, they are already at the river, the trucks most likely got them there a few hours ago."

Bumped.

The following occurred when it was about 4:00 a.m. Henry Fabus was with Zeltzin in his bedroom (The 5,000 sq foot bedroom of Henry Fabus) on the 6th floor and there came a knock at the door, it was General Francisco “Chemical” Salazar.
Occ-Translations are listed below the dialogue so the reader knows what is being said.

(Henry) “Who is it?”

Salazar spoke in Portuguese.

(Salazar) “Salazar, Posso entrar?”
May I enter?

(Henry) Sim certamente geral, a porta é destrancada.
Yes certainly general, the door is unlocked.

Zeltzin watched as a white male about 40 years old (he is 42), very handsome (Salazar is ranked as the 2nd handsomest public figure in CM. He was obviously of Portuguese descent, although he spent the first 13 years of his life in Angola),

Salazar spoke to Zeltzin as he kissed her hand.

(Salazar) “A pleasure to meet such a lovely lady. Now Henry and I must speak for a few moments, please excuse us.”

Salazar walks over to Henry Fabus who is fixing himself a drink on the other side of the room. The two men speak in Portuguese.

(Salazar) “Por que fezê-lo partir o partido, os outros generais quiseram falar com você.”
Why did you leave the party, the other generals wanted to speak with you.

(Henry) “Voltarei em baixo curtamente, quer uma bebida?”
I'll be going back downstairs shortly, do you want a drink?

(Salazar) “Sim, isso seria amável. Seu pai está no barroom de porão, porão tão imenso, sobre cinqüenta mil pés quadrados. Imagino tenta de receber esse repórter estrangeiro em cama.”
Yes, that would be nice. Your father is in the basement barroom, such a massive basement, over fifty thousand square feet. I imagine he is trying to get that foreign reporter into bed.

Henry pours Salazar a drink and they continue to talk.

(Henry) “Sim que sons como pai bem, parafusam alguém que muito bem pode estar espião.”
Yes that sounds like father alright, screwing somebody who could very well be a spy.

(Salazar) “O tempo contará se o repórter é espião. De qualqer forma, ela provavelmente pode ser usada a nossa vantagem, se descobre só o que nós queremo-la saber. Os espiões podem ser muito úteis quando eles não sabem que eles jogam diretamente nas nossas mãos.”
Time will tell if the reporter is a spy. Either way, she can probably be used to our advantage, if she finds out only what we want her to know. Spies can be very useful when they don't know they're playing right into our hands.

(Henry) “Bem, estarei em baixo curtamente.”
Well, I will be back downstairs shortly.

(Salazar) “Muito bem senhor, eu espero-o gozou se mais cedo, seu amigo de senhora está muito atraente.”
Very well sir, I hope you enjoyed yourself earlier; your lady friend is very attractive.

(Henry) “Mais que somente muito atraente, muito bom também.”
More than just very attractive, very good as well.

(Salazar) “Veja-o apoiar em baixo então.”
See you back downstairs then.

(Henry) “Sim, veja-o também.”
Yes, see you as well.

General Salazar walks out of the room and tips his hat to Zeltzin as he passes her.

Salazar walks out and shuts the door behind him.

Henry says to Zeltzin, “Shall we go downstairs?”

Zeltzin speaks to General Salazar:
"It is my pleasure to meet you, comrade." Then she turns to Henry and says "Going downstairs and meeting the others sounds like a fine idea." In her mind, she is kicking herself for being so polite, considering what she had just heard. However, this may lead into another assignment. Once she is by herself, she'll be able to report back to the AIA.

Zeltzin speaks to General Salazar:
"It is my pleasure to meet you, comrade." Then she turns to Henry and says "Going downstairs and meeting the others sounds like a fine idea." In her mind, she is kicking herself for being so polite, considering what she had just heard. However, this may lead into another assignment. Once she is by herself, she'll be able to report back to the AIA.


I thought she only spoke Spanish and not Portuguese.

Zeltzin speaks to General Salazar:
"It is my pleasure to meet you, comrade." Then she turns to Henry and says "Going downstairs and meeting the others sounds like a fine idea." In her mind, she is kicking herself for being so polite, considering what she had just heard. However, this may lead into another assignment. Once she is by herself, she'll be able to report back to the AIA.

You realize they are talking about the DPUO reporter that was captured earlier, not your lady.

Natalie looked uncertainly at the premier. "Woods." At least she could try to keep her name safe from him. "Sarah Woods." She swallowed hard. "Why am I here? I'm just a reporter. I told you what I know, and you just fucked me over like this!" The drug was starting to work. Rage coursed through her; she would throttle this man if she could. "And what was happening where I took those photos? And yes, yes I would like a "tour." She said it with disdain, knowing what the price would be and quite willing to accept it right now.

OOC: it was a response when:

Salazar spoke to Zeltzin as he kissed her hand.

(Salazar) “A pleasure to meet such a lovely lady. Now Henry and I must speak for a few moments, please excuse us.”

Natalie looked uncertainly at the premier. "Woods." At least she could try to keep her name safe from him. "Sarah Woods." She swallowed hard. "Why am I here? I'm just a reporter. I told you what I know, and you just f--- me over like this!" The drug was starting to work. Rage coursed through her; she would throttle this man if she could. "And what was happening where I took those photos? And yes, yes I would like a "tour." She said it with disdain, knowing what the price would be and quite willing to accept it right now.


The Premier replied, "You're here because I figured you would want to speak with me. And as for what the doctor injected you with, it was just a placebo, nothing more than standard IV fluids, saline water. Well would you care to accompany me then to my bunker, we can discuss it on the way down, it's a long walk down the stairs, the bunker is about 600 feet down."

DPUO and I spent a while working this out on messenger, I did the parts of the Premier and the narrator, he did the parts of Natalie.


The premier and the reporter began to walk down the bunker stairs (About 600 feet worth of stairs), the reporter asked about the West Jackson Township conflict and what happened that killed the guerillas in seconds.



(Natalie) “So why'd those men just die? I assume that you didn't set some kind of curse upon them. I also assume that telling me will result in my having to pay for it later.”


(Premier) “A curse, of course not. We can work out payment later. I’ll tell you all about what killed those men. Do you know what hydrogen cyanide is?”

(Natalie) “Poisonous gas. Causes respiratory failure, can lead to incapacitation or death. Thank you chemistry.”

(Premier) “Yes, that is what killed those men. Do you know of General Francisco Salazar? He launched the attack.”

(Premier) “Also Reginald Smith, both of them are fine officers.”


(Natalie) “No, I don't.”


(Premier) “They knew the battle had to be won.”


(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: But I'll remember the name).

(Premier) “You probably saw them both upstairs, Reginald Smith was the Englishman in his custom red trim general's uniform, and Salazar was the Portuguese man who was in the camo clothing that he so loves, he styles himself a guerilla warrior fighting against the evils of Jewish capitalism. Salazar was in Angola until 1975 when the white rule ended; blacks killed his sister and brother. He was just 13 when he and his parents fled to Mississippi”

(Natalie) “Oh. My heart bleeds for him.” (Thinking to herself: The worthless gob of spit!)

(Natalie) “Sorry. Sarcasm not appropriate really.”

(Premier) “Do you know how they killed his sister? She was 15, after about 10 blacks took turns raping her; they ran her through the blades of a sawmill.”

(Premier) “They killed his brother by hacking him to death with axes.”

(Natalie) “So i suppose this makes it alright for him to go around doing the like to other, eh?”

(Premier) “He is carrying out the war that has been going on for centuries, he is a good soldier and will do what is required of him.”

(Natalie) “Hmm. Something tells me this war won't be over for a while.”

(Premier) “It will be over soon, at least for this nation”

(Natalie) “So, why were you gassing a group of civilians anyway?”

(Premier) “They were not civilians; they were armed insurgents.”

(Premier) “Terrorists.”

(Natalie) “I didn't see them shooting back.”

(Premier) “Many of my soldiers are dead.”

(Premier) “Explain how they died? We have bodies of enemy dead, their weapons etc.”

(Premier) “So tell me something Ms Rush, why did you lie to me about your name? Didn't you think the Republican Guard would make sure I had the information about you? They did confiscate your papers and ID you know.”


(Natalie) (She shrugs) “What difference does it make?”

(Natalie) “If you know, then you didn't need ask, and you were merely testing what I'd do.”

(Premier) “Yes, you are correct.”

(Natalie) (She smiles wryly) “Your kind are all the same.”

(Premier) “What kind am I?”

(Natalie) “A man who likes power, but subtly. You are the puppetmaster, but must appear to merely be the instigator.”

(Premier) “Hahahaha, I thought you were a reporter, not a psychologist.”

(Premier) “Tell me something, are your parents still alive?”

(Natalie) “Yes, they are. My mother was an alcoholic; my father left her when I was 17. I lived with him until I was 25, then I moved out. He taught me a lot.” (Thinking to herself: Including that people like you are nothing to fear).

(Premier) “My father died from black lung disease when I was just 13, I took his place in the coal mine until I was 18, I had to support my mother and my younger siblings, 2 sisters and a brother to be exact.”

(Premier) “My mother has refused to speak to me at all in the last 20 years. Since I became Premier she has wanted nothing to do with me.”

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: How surprising).

(Premier) “I wasn't going to die penniless and poor, like father, so I climbed my way to the top. Mother said it cost me my soul to get to the top. She said I climbed a mountain of corpses to get to where I am. She's basically right, but I wasn't about to die of black lung and leave my children to work in a coal mine.”

(Premier) “Tell me something, do you have children?”

(Natalie) “Not yet.” (Thinking to herself: And I'm not going to have them from you, either).

(Premier) “There only several people I trust with my life, my sons are amongst them, general ernst, general salazar, general navarre, minister mladic, and general smith.”

(Premier) “Do you know general Wilhelm Ernst, have you seen him or heard of him. He was demoted to captain, but I owe him my life, and so I promoted him back to general.”

(Natalie) “No, I haven't. I came here to do a travel piece, not a profile of your army.”

(Premier)” Well it was a good many years ago, and my wife, she fled the nation, she said my policies were insane, sadly she had been brainwashed by globalist propaganda, I had no problem with her leaving, if she doesn't want to be here, that was her choice. But she tried to take my children from me, Wilhelm Ernst was the one solved my problem and he got my children back.”

(Natalie) “Got them back, eh?” (Thinking to herself: I can guess how, too) “What became of this 'tour' you promised me?”

(Premier) “She fled to Canada, and the government there refused to return my children, saying that as long as a biological parent who was a Canadian citizen was alive, she had custody under their law. So Ernst saw to it that her being alive was no longer an obstacle. And shortly thereafter, my children were returned to me.”

(Premier) “The tour yes, we can go perhaps around 11 am.”

(Premier) “That last one, about Canada, that was strictly off the record.”

(Premier) “Have you heard of General Gunther Thaller, we will be touring the camp he runs. It is called North Jackson Camp #17, it is a detainment facility near North Jackson Township.”

(Natalie) “I keep telling you, I don't know who these men are.” (Thinking to herself. But I will remember them, my friend. Oh yes).

(Premier) “So tell me, have you ever fired an M-14 automatic rifle? The bunker has a shooting range; you're welcome to use it.”

(Natalie) “I can't say I have. I did my military service in a tank regiment. I was small enough to fit easily inside it. I know how to shoot, yes, but we use the AK-74SU.”

(Premier) “Yes well we use the M-14 rifle for most units, and other units use various weapons. General Reginald Smith even toasted to the M-14 rifle earlier.”

(Natalie) “Why would anyone toast a rifle?”

(Premier) “He said, “To the M-14 rifle, without it, an awful lot of Indians would still be alive today." Interesting toast I thought.”

(Natalie) “Lovely”. (Thinking to herself: You should not have said that to me, premier).


(Premier) “He is a famed Indian fighter, he smashed the Indian warriors in numerous battles. He's a good officer and a gentleman also, the nation loves him.”

(Natalie) “A gentleman meaning he restricts himself to six executions and one rape per day I suppose?”

(Premier) “What! how dare you suggest General Smith is a butcher. He upholds all the codes of war.”

(Natalie) Laughs.

(Natalie) “My father told me that generally there are no codes in war, except to kill the other bastard and get what you can out of it.”

(Premier) “Well my father never told me anything other than to shut up and leave him alone, he was a drunk who beat my mother and beat me. Shortly before he died, he was beating her and I pulled a pistol on him, he said to me, "You're not man enough to shoot me." and he was right, I wasn't. But that was then, if he had lived a few years later, I'd have been able to fight back, and with my hands rather than a pistol, but he died of black lung, remember.”

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: There’s a surprise) “To kill a man is a hard thing. Then again, if it were you or me and I had the pistol I know what I'd do.”


They arrive at the main blast door to the bunker, the 4 guards outside the blast door click their heels throw their right arms into the air and shout, "Hail Comrade Premier Fabus"

The main blast door is swung open and they walk in. There are about 50 guards on the first floor, most are playing card games, a few are busy with their girlfriends in the bunk rooms (Strictly forbidden by bunker regulations, but the Premier made an exception tonight, at the urging of Joseph Mladic)

(Natalie) "Why are there women in this bunker?" (Thinking to herself: As if I need ask!)

(Premier) “We normally don't allow it, but the soldiers were allowed to bring they lady friends into the bunker today, Joseph Mladic said it would be a good form of celebration.”

(Natalie) "I see."

(Premier) “Do you want to go swimming, there is a massive pool on B-4, the entire floor is just mine.”

(Natalie) “"No thanks. I Think I've had enough men look at me for one week, thank you."

(Premier) “Except for the dozen of so guards who are in the front of B-4, there is nobody else there, the pool is totally private.”

(Natalie) "Nonetheless."

(Premier) “Would you care for something to eat or drink? We have the best chefs and a fine selection of wine.”

(Natalie) “"That's more appealing. What food is there?"

(Premier) “Whatever you want the chefs can prepare. Few people can say they've eaten an egg from a Californian condor.”

(Natalie) “"In that case I'll take three pancakes with golden syrup and a whisky tumbler filled with chilled vodka."

(Premier) “Very well” (To a guard) "You, get right on the lady’s food order, take the order to the head chef."

(Guard) "Yes sir."

There are weapons and crates of ammunition lying all throughout the B1 of the bunker

(Premier) "Perhaps you would like to shoot an M-60?"

(Natalie) “"No thanks. If it's anything like the PKM, the recoil will break my shoulder."

(Premier) “I had them custom design a shotgun for me, based on the old eastern European 4 gauge, mine was a 4 gauge also, my son Henry who was just 13 when I had the gun made insisted on shooting it, he bugged me for days to let him shoot it, I finally agreed and it knocked him back about 5 feet when he fired it, is also broke his right shoulder. He never asked to fire it again.”

(Natalie) “Poor kid. Still, I suppose he learned."

(Premier) “Yes, they had lots of trouble in school, with other boys picking fights, but each of my sons and daughters had 2 body guards in school. Whenever somebody would start a fight with Henry, he had the guards hold the kid down so he could beat him. Eventually kids stopped starting fighting with Henry. Henry graduated 2nd in his class of 700, he was always a bright boy. Now however, he won't accept bodyguard protection, he insists on defending himself, well most of the time that is. And he carries his own MP-5 around with him.”

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: If I'd had the sense to do that I wouldn’t be in this damn mess)

(Premier) “My son Roger, he is just 19 he commands the entire Republican Guard Internal Security Army. He just got back from fighting Indians, he managed to win, he had only 1,500 cavalrymen and there were 50,000 Indian warriors. Fortunately artillery and air support turned the course of the battle. And the Indians paid for their rebellion.”

(Premier) “Have you seen the legendary documentary "The Jewish Menace" by our legendary Propaganda Minister Joseph Mladic.”

(Natalie) "Can't say I have. Back home we tend to avoid Nazi propaganda."

(Premier) “Would you care to see it, it is only about an hour long. While he was talking about the documentary on TV, a Jewish man gave him a broken nose. But Mladic later laughed with me about it, he said, "If a broken nose is what it takes to make the people see the Jews as violent, then I'd gladly take thousands of broken noses." That is Mladic for you.”

(Natalie) “"Lovely. Perhaps he would like to vist my hometown."

They leave B1 and descend the stairs to B2, Natalie notices there are just piles of supplies, food, water, clothing, weapons, ammunition, etc, in crates all throughout B2 as well. She inquires about why there are so many supplies

(Natalie) "Are you all preparing for a nuclear war or something? Why the supplies?"

(Premier) “Yes as a matter of fact we are always well stocked on supplies in all the bunkers. I will not say how many bunkers we have, but the number is in the thousands.”

(Premier) “Your food should be ready now, it's being taken to B4, where my quarters are, shall we go there then?”


(Natalie) "Yes."

The two walk through B2, descend more stairs to B3, and pass dozens of guards until they come to the stairs for B4. There are 8 guards along hallway towards the door to B4. The guards all throw their right arms into the air and shout, "Hail Comrade Premier Fabus." 2 Guards open the door to B4, inside is the main entrance room, about 1,000 square feet, 15 guards sit at tables playing cards and eating, they pass them and enter the Premier's private quarters, approximately 49,000 sq ft of space. His private quarters contain more art than a typical museum. Natalie inquiries about all the guards outside, and the artwork.

(Natalie) "I like the paintings. Not so sure about the guards though."

(Premier) “The guards are necessary, there are many agents from other countries who might wish to harm Mississippi or her leadership, myself being the leader, I must take precautions.”

(Premier) “There are over 300,000 soldiers in the Republican Guard Internal Security Army. There are over 500,000 soldiers in the republican guard field army. The chances that any rebellion would be a success are non-existent, also the people have no reason to rebel, they like my policies, well most of the people do.”

(Premier) “Ah there's the chef with your food now. The dining room is right through that door. I am going to make a few phone calls; you enjoy your food.”

Natalie enters the 4,000 sq ft dining room.


(Well this is great. Nice to see how the rich live. Can't help wondering how the poor buggers at the bottom are doing. Also can't help wondering whether I shouldn't have just shot the bastard when I could have. Oh well. May as well eat anyway.)

The premier is about 4 rooms away, on the phone with General Salazar, he is yelling into the phone so loud that Natalie can hear some of the words, "I don't care how long it takes to clean up, you clean it up completely. Seal the area off for a month if you have to."

There are rifles and pistols in display cases all throughout the dinning hall.

(Natalie Thinking to herself. Clean up, eh? Methinks there's rather a lot to hide.) *She looks at the weapons* (Ah, how easy it would be to blow his fat head off. Shame really.)

The premier quietly walks up behind her and notices her looking at the weapons,

(Premier) "I know what you're thinking, could I get a case open and get a weapon to kill him, are they even loaded. Yes they are loaded, and the cases are so easy to open a blind man could do it. That is why there are 18,000 guards on this estate, and several hundred in the bunker. If somebody was to kill me, they would be captured, and their death would be, how shall we say, less than pleasant. Also, if God wants me to die, I will die; I will only live as long as he intends me to, so why bother taking too many precautions.”

(Natalie) "Who said I was stupid enough to try that? You think too highly of yourselves and too lowly of your peers, without and within."

(Premier) “Yes, you seem to be a smart girl, it's a shame you don't work for our press, the People's Network. Maybe you'd consider taking a job with them. You'd be paid well.”

(Natalie) “"Thank you, no. I'm well paid enough. And do not patronize me."

(Premier) “How did I patronize you?”

(Natalie) “"I do not appreciate being called a 'smart girl;' if it's patently obvious then it goes without saying."

(Premier) "Well forgive me then, but you do certainly need to learn some manners. Calling my general’s butchers and such, you insult our honor. We're not beasts here, you realize that don't you. You've been treated with nothing but hospitality, and you're essentially guilty of espionage. We usually hang spies."

(Natalie) "You are, I suppose, well aware that if I don't turn up back in my station within about a week you'll have a major international fracas with a nation on a war footing already that bays for the blood of fascists wherever it goes. That has to concentrate the mind."

(Premier) “Your nation is busy in foreign wars, don't play games with me, I'm not stupid.”

(Natalie) "Nor am I. We have engaged, to my recollection, about 10% of our military. The active duty percentage is 40%. Thos are the category A units. There are about 96 Category A divisions. Remember, I did military service too. I know whereof I speak."

(Premier) “Yes, well you realize our armed forces are 100% available, and we have 9 million regulars, 1 million republican guard, and 100 million White Knights of Mississippi, although not all 100 million are able or trained to fight, perhaps 20 million of them are, and they are trained in guerilla warfare.”

(Natalie) "And what are these “White Knights”?”

(Premier) “How shall I put this, this is off the record understood.”

(Natalie) "Of course." (Thinking to herself: Like hell it is!)

(Premier) “Well I will tell you, but remember, our intelligence agents have a long arm, and can reach people anywhere, if off the record remarks suddenly appeared in papers and such, it would be unpleasant for whoever printed them.”

(Natalie) "So do ours. And I assure you that, if you were to carry out such a threat, our Government would know exactly why I was so swiftly eliminated."

(Premier) “Well the White Knights of Mississippi serve the same purpose other nation's National Guards do, but in our nation they serve other purposes. They are our national Ku Klux Klan, and they officially have no affiliation with the government, but you'll likely notice they use the same equipment our armed forces use, I’ll just leave it at that.”

(Natalie) "I see."

(Premier) “Does your nation have any such militia?”

(Natalie) "That depends. Everyone is trained, to one extent or another, to fight. Generally militias aren't needed. Unless you count the category C divs. There are 200 of those. They're not the best of troops, but they work."

(Premier) “Did you know while the capitalists were in power, the blacks who were just 4% of the nation accounted for 90% of violent crimes, the Jews who were just 1/10th of 1% accounted for 70% of all fraud and other money crimes.”

(Natalie) “Can't say I did."

(Premier) “The capitalists hold no ideals, they just know money, and they subordinate racial ideals to money.”

Natalie has finished eating, the premier offers her a cigar, "Would you care for a cigar, or something to drink?"

(Natalie) "Neither, thank you." (Thinking to herself: I'm staying sober for this.)

(Premier) “Would you care to tour the rest of this floor, you’ve only seen the dinning room and entrance room? Would you care to see the rest, and see where you'll be spending the night.”

(Natalie) "Why not then."

The two tour the entire B4 level, there are many statues of Hitler and Stalin, paintings of them, there are fresco paintings on the ceilings of religious items

The premier speaks, "They cost a great deal, over 500 million dollars worth of art is in this bunker."

(Natalie) "I see you like your insane dictators."

(Premier) “Is it insane to have an ideal, a goal, and to carry it out without regards to the outside world. Who is the world community to tell a nation how to live.”

(Natalie) "And what happened to those two nations and their systems, might I ask? Do you see a Nazi Germany or a Soviet Union alive today?"

(Premier) “It took the world to stop them, the world felt so threatened by them, it took the world to stop Germany.”

(Natalie) "But the world did stop it."

(Premier) “The USSR only fell because it didn't deal with the Jewish problem. We won't make that mistake. Our system won't fail because of the Jews.”

(Natalie) "You've already made enough to last your nation a lifetime, Premier. I fancy you may not hold that title much longer. Now if you will excuse me, I would like to retire for the night. No doubt tomorrow will be interesting."

(Premier) “Retire eh? My room is right over there, you're welcome to use it, and I’ll be swimming for a while and then join you later perhaps?”


Natalie breathes hard. There is always a price. Then she smiles, and stands as seductively as she can. She tilts the premier's chin upwards. Then she says, "Come back tomorrow."

(Premier) “You can be sure that I will.”

The premier doesn’t like rejection, but he unlike many of his generals, can accept rejections, because he knows that ultimately he always wins, he is a patient man. He isn’t a murderer or a rapist as are some of his soldiers, he doesn’t condone what they do, he is only guilty of doing nothing to stop them. The only thing he is responsible for is Operation Purification, and there is not one shred of evidence he even knows about it.

The Premier goes off to swim in his 5,000 sq ft pool, then he does some target shooting on the firing range on B-3. He doesn’t mind that the reporter is basically free to roam B-4 (His floor), he assumes she is asleep. But there is nothing incriminating in the bunker. There is the 5,000 sq ft command conference room which is sealed by a blastdoor that requires two- 4 digit entry codes. Inside are many papers, dossiers, and files on many topics. But it would take a while to guess the codes.


The Premier was quite pleased with himself, he has told the DPUO reporter things that could be considered to elude to crimes, but he would never say anything on a recording, put his name on any documents, or give her any documentation, it all be her word against his, and without any physical proof, she would sound like a crazy tabloid reporter if she started reporting things such as, "CM generals toast to the rifles that they use to kill indians. They toast to chemical weapons, they have militias made up of klansmen running around helping the regular forces."

Anyway, Fabus knew his army had a right to kill indian rebels. And the tour she'd get of the camp would reveal nothing too incriminating, forced labor for detainees is hardly anything new or original. Unless an inmate managed to pass information to her, she would get nothing of any real value.

Fabus also realized that the world wouldn't really cared if some jews, blacks, and white traitors were being massacred in some country far away. It didn't matter if anybody thought there were massacres, they'd need real proof. And it really didn't matter if there was real proof, the world didn't care. There had been dozens of genocides in the 20th century, and when each one began, the world basically did nothing. Fabus realizes the world is fueled by greed, nobody would care enough to do anything. And if word did ever leak out, by the time it did, there would be no genocide to stop because it would be over and done with by then, you cannot stop what is already done. Fabus chuckled to himself as he swam in his pool, he would win again.

Bumping.

OOC: Let me just say, the above post was absolutly great! A fine peice of RPing there.

IC:
The ANL delegates, now scientists at the camp looked up in the sky...Terrible brown clouds formed in the sky...and in the air was a particular stench. Jorge Urquidez went over to Xihuitl, put his hand on his Xihuitl's shoulder and said very quietly, "You know what that smell is, right." Xihuitl looked at him, wiped the sweat off of his face and said very calmly, "The battlefield has taught me many things, and one of those things is in the air, the small of burning flesh and hair. Damn, how I hate that smell."
Jorge looked at him, concerened and said "I haven't known you for too long, but I have heard of you, and you seem to be a person I can trust, I do work for the Diplomatic Core, but I am also a special agent for the AIA. When I was in the nation Tokushima, doing Clandestine work investigating consentration camps, let's just say I'll alway remember that smell. This is very disturbing."
"Indeed."

Xihuitl went back to work while Jorge went back to talking with the others in the ANL delegation, and told them the same thing (minus the work he did for the AIA.) The team was convinced that the existance of concentration camps was possible, but they would need proof.

OOC: CM, check t-grams.

3 local merchants each with a mule drawn cart, arrive at the river campsite 6 miles west of the North Jackson Camp #17.

They walked up to Major Ludwig von Bock and spoke to him in german.

(Merchant 1) "Herr, wir möchten einige von unseren punkten zu den wachen am lager in den hölzern über so verkaufen." (He points into the woods)
Sir, we would like to sell some of our items to the guards at the camp in the woods over that way.

(Major) "Was haben sie mit ihnen? Lassen Sie mich anschauen durch Ihre Wagen."
What do you have with you? Let me look through your carts.

He looks through the carts and sees nothing out of the ordinary.

(Major) "Sie können gehen, behält zum pfad und bewegt nicht ab von ihm. Gehen sie direkt zum lager."
You may go, keep to the trail and don't move off of it. Go directly to the camp.


The merchants thank the major by giving him a box of cigars for his generosity in allowing them to go to the camp.

They move their mule drawn carts forward into the woods.

Dr. Thompson, now working with a laptop, notices the departing merchants. He began to walk over their to intercept them. Jorge and Xihuitl were going to follow him, but better judgement took over, and they did not want to create anything suspiscous.

Dr. Thompson went into the woods and followed the merchants. He then said "Hallo sprechen Sie Englisch? (Hello, do you speak english?)

OOC: It might not be perfect, as I am using a translator, I only know spanish and english.

(Merchant 1) "Yes, hello, what is it? Is there something you want to buy sir?"

(Merchant 2) (to Merchant 3) "Was macht er will, Sie haben eine Idee?"
What does he want, do you have any idea?

(Merchant 3) (to Merchant 2) "Keine Idee noch, läßt uns zuhören und erfahren Sie."
No idea yet, let's listen and find out.

Merchant 1 waits for the man to reply.

Bumping.

DPUO and I spent a good long while on Messenger working this out. He did the role of Natalie, I did the rest.



It was 4:50 a.m. and Premier Curtis Fabus was outside the mansion walking around the estate, he often had trouble sleeping at night. The DPUO reporter was wandering around the Premiers private quarters on B4, she saw a large steel door with an electronic lock. She wondered what was inside; she would have to find the code.

On the left side of the door is a picture of Hitler in Berlin, in his first year as leader of Germany, on the right side of the door is a picture of Berlin in ruins and the soviet flag flying from the Reichstag.


(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Fool to worship a vanquished nation).

Natalie wondered what the code could be, she carefully looked at both pictures, and then something occurred to her, each picture was an event, the first year of the Third Reich, and then the last year of the Third Reich. She entered 19331945 as the code and the doors slowly parted and moved back into the wall.

The room was totally dark, except for a small red ember at the far end of the room. Natalie looked for a light switch. A voice called out, "To your left."

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Oh, sh--. sh--.) She switches on the light

At the far end of the room, with his feet on the table, smoking a cigar was a very handsome general in a red trim uniform. She recognized him from the description the Premier gave earlier; the general was Reginald Smith.

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Damnit, bad idea).

(Smith) "Come in, come in. Some company might be nice, the premier left a while ago, he is outside walking, he doesn't sleep well, few know it though, outside of Dr Schacht and myself, few know about the premier's health problems."

(Natalie) “"I can guess what you mean by company!"

(Smith) “Nothing of the sort, sit down, you obviously wanted to get into this room bad enough to figure out the code. We can talk for a while.”

(Natalie) "And then what?"

(Smith) “Then I'm going to DIS headquarters, I'm a busy man.”

(Natalie) "Hmm."

(Smith) “Well are you going to sit down or shall I call the guards and have you arrested for espionage, a security clearance is required to be in here, I have clearance, you do not. However you can sit down and join me as a guest.”

(Natalie) "Alright, why not." (She sits).

(Smith) “So what are you doing up at such an ungodly hour.”

(Natalie) "You ever tried sleeping in a foreign hostile country surrounded by men who don't have an enviable reputation for self-control, General?"

(Smith) “No, have you ever tried sleeping on a battlefield in full NBC gear with hostile Indian savages surrounding your unit.”

(Natalie) "I've tried sleeping with people shooting at me, sure. And not being able to shoot back."

(Smith) “On the battlefield your only friend is your wits, the man next to you, and your rifle. The M-14 rifle, truly a masterpiece.”

She remembers he is the one who toasted to the rifle.

(Natalie) “"Give me an AK-103 and I'll show you a masterpiece, Mr. rifle-toaster."

(Smith) “Ah so the premier told you about that, yes did he tell you my nickname?”

(Natalie) "Possibly."

(Smith) “It was 1988, we were in a conflict against Indians, I was a young captain in the army, only 25 years old. The Indian snipers had been picking our men off for hours; they had also sacked a village and killed over 500 whites. We finally one the battle, and several hundred Indians surrendered. I personally captured 10 of them, but I wasn't about to treat them fairly when they treated white civilians with such brutality. I took out my pistol and started shooting, I shot 8 of them down like the beasts they were, then my pistol jammed, so i drew my knife and jammed it into the last 2, my hands were covered with blood, and a sgt said, “Look, "Bloody hands" Smith.” The nickname stuck. It was a dirty war, they gave us no quarter, and we gave them none, ghastly business.”

(Natalie) "Wonderful. "I can hardly contain my indifference to the events of a war. This is the last time I come here, that's for sure."

(Smith) “What would you have done? Had you had to listen to the screams of those hit by snipers, knowing to try to get out of your position to help them would mean you'd just be hit also.”

(Natalie) “"Sit and wait. The bas---ds have to run out of ammunition. Besides, there are always gunships."

(Smith) “Yes, yes, but when the enemy is so close to you as they were, air support becomes impossible, and in the weather we were fighting in, accurate air support would have been nearly impossible.”

(Natalie) "For your lot maybe. I tend to trust that our gunship pilots are well-trained enough not to use rockets near friendly troops."

(Smith) “Our pilots are superb, but I wasn't going to risk more lives by calling in helicopters with hurricane force winds. We left the bodies of those we killed hanging from trees, we never had another problem with Indian snipers again.”

(Smith) “My commanding officer, a colonel ordered the entire regiment to move to the nearest Indian city, and we did. For every one of our soldiers that died in battle, we killed 100 Indians in the city. We had lost 214 soldiers in battle; I'll let you calculate how many Indians we killed in the city.

(Natalie) "Lovely. I can only hope for your sake that retribution of a similar type does not fall upon you."

(Smith) “I objected to the severe brutality, but orders are orders.”

(Natalie) "So you'd obey orders to kill white civilians then eh?"


(Smith) “Of course not, that's preposterous.”

(Natalie) "Interesting. Evidently all this about obeying orders is a pile of crap then."

(Smith) “No, I obey orders, there are just certain things a soldier doesn't do, things a soldier shouldn't be asked to do anyway. There are ethical standards.”

(Natalie) "I see! And ethical standards do not extend to anyone who isn't white, I suppose."

(Smith) “Do you want to know what the exact standing orders in 1988 were?”

(Natalie) "Do tell me."

(Smith) “The Indian is a beast, drive him from the lands in question with no more hesitation than you would drive a flock of crows from a field of corn. If you must kill the beasts, show no more hesitation than you would show to having to shoot a mountain lion readying to attack your livestock.”

(Smith) “Those were the orders given to every soldier taking part in the 1st Indian war in 1988. We needed more land for our growing population, and the previous capitalist government had given far too much land to the Indians, so we set about appropriating the land.”

(Natalie) "Oh, I see! You were merely liberating your people from the terrible burden of the landowning indian bourgeoisie!"

(Smith) “The Indians never had a concept of landownership, whites did, and we whites won.”

(Natalie) “"For now."

(Smith) “What do you mean by that? The Indians are beaten and will never rise again.”

(Natalie) “"They said that about Germany in 1918."

(Smith) “The Indians tried to rise against us a few weeks ago, and we thoroughly crushed them. The Indians now basically have no army, no army means they have nobody to speak for them, for I’ve learned that diplomats and politicians are all well and good, but armies are the real voice of a nation. When you want to be heard, talk through the barrel of a gun.”

(Natalie) "Yes. I do hope you don't think you're invulnerable to that form of diplomacy."

(Smith) “Nobody is invulnerable to anything, but I've also learned that the world is sick of war, and unless directly attacked, most nations aren't willing to send their soldiers to distant lands to die for unclear causes. Hitler made the mistake of going to war against too many people at the same time, it's crucial to isolate your enemies and take them one by one.”

(Natalie) "Why send soldiers?"

(Smith) “Well what else do you send to defeat an enemy army, to conquer their lands, and occupy their nation.”

(Natalie) "Why conquer their land? What is gained by conquest? As often as not it's more expensive than the war itself."

(Smith) “Well then how do you defeat them unless you are willing to occupy them for at least a brief time period.”

(Natalie) "You can neutralize your enemy without ground units. It takes a while, and it's economically a little on the expensive side, but it can be done. If your enemy cannot fight you, he is beaten."

(Smith) “Hmm, where did you study war? Did you attend your nation's best military academy?”

(Natalie) "No, I never studied war, I did my military service in a tank regiment.”

(Smith) “Women in the military, how lovely. Here if you asked to join our military, they would laugh you out of the recruiting center. Well they might direct to the Army Medical Corps so you could be a nurse, but that is about all.”

(Natalie) "Foolish attitude. It drains available manpower. Besides, it's handy for women to work the tanks. They're smaller than the men after all."

(Smith) “Women don't seem to have the instincts needed for war, and any nation where the women must defend themselves, doesn't deserve to be a nation. Here we defend our own women. Anyway, we don't want our women being in danger, women captured by the enemy are exposed to dangers men are usually immune from.”

(Natalie) "And our women defend themselves. And our men receive harsh discipline for such things. Many of our officers are married men."

(Smith) “Well most of the officers I know are married and have children, this is a nation of family men.”

(Natalie) "Really. They seem remarkably happy to let other women get the benefit of their urges."

(Smith) “Hahahaha, I wouldn't know what you're talking about, maybe a few are like that. But I don't know of any myself, except perhaps General Wilhelm Ernst, he's a drunk though.”

(Smith) “The signs of the immorality of the previous capitalist regime still linger, it takes time to instill moral values. We are working hard though, and in perhaps five or ten more years this nation will be right where it should be morally.”


Smith's finishes his cigar; he takes out a holder, removes another cigar, and cuts it with a pocket cutter. "Would you care for one?"

(Natalie) "And your military does not see fit to remove a man incapable of disciplining his own urge for alcohol." *She snorts with derision. *

(Natalie) "Thank you, no."

(Smith) “General Ernst is an old friend of the premier, he has been by his side since the beginning, the premier would never consider removing him, I am against that sort of favoritism, but when he is sober, Ernst is a superb officer. Ernst was involved in a recent cavalry action against Indians on land with valuable oil reserves; he fought well and hard. His unit was almost wiped out, they were outnumbered over 50 to 1, but timely action by General Salazar saved them

(Natalie) "And how often is that? Hmm. A hero no less."

(Smith) “General Salazar was at an RG base perhaps 25 miles away, he provided valuable support to Captain Ernst and General Roger Fabus. Ernst had just been demoted for his drunkenness, after the battle though he was promoted back to general, due to his incredible exploits during the battle. He is probably sober 80% of the time he is awake.”

(Smith) “Without the support Salazar provided, Wilhelm Ernst, Roger Fabus, and probably 5,000 cavalrymen would be dead right now. There were only 1,500 or so cavalrymen in the valley at the time, but more were coming in, they to would have fallen. Salazar is a fine general and he always obeys orders from High command, sometimes he even does things before ordered to, and it turns out his orders were to do what he just did, he is almost psychic in that regard. Salazar's artillery and air support units killed over 50,000 Indian warriors. It must have been a spectacular sight to see the hundreds of Mi-24s in the sky”

(Natalie) "Wonderful. I suppose I'm meant to admire this whole crusade against the inferior races thing." (She leans back laconically).

(Smith) “You may admire what you want, but if you were a white living near the Indian reservation, you would be glad the Indian menace was finally dealt with.”

(Natalie) "I'd be sooner dead than living here, something I can't help thinking isn't unlikely."

(Smith) “You think you'll be killed?”

(Natalie) "I'm fairly certain. Maybe I'm just tired but I'm pretty unconcerned right now."

(Smith) “Have you been killed yet? If not, then you're probably not going to be killed anytime in the near future either.”

(Natalie) "I'm pretty sure I'm alive." (She laughs) "For all the good it'll do."

(Smith) “What do you mean by that. You’ve been treated more than fair since you've been captured. I personally know the RG captain of the unit that took you off the bus; I can guarantee not a thing happened to you while you were in the jail at that checkpoint. Am I right? He probably even got you decent food.”

(Natalie) "Yes, if you count being handcuffed and having a bag shoved over your head as normality."

(Smith) “That was a requirement so you wouldn't see where some of our air defense systems are, the handcuffs were to keep you from escaping, we don't want potential spies running about the country.”

(Natalie) "Oh yes, a single woman, unarmed and in a country where it's quite possible that everyone's a spy, is a real threat."

(Smith) “Well you never answered me” (exhales on his cigar) “how were you treated in jail. I am certain you were not subjected to the treatment spies usually get.”

(Natalie) "Granted. I can't help wondering why."

(Smith) “Because our soldiers are not in the habit of harming people who have been captured, especially those as harmless as yourself. I hardly think some little girl playing reporter is a threat to the national security.”

(Natalie) “"Then why I am still here becomes an interesting question, does it not? And little girl is not an exactly accurate term."

(Smith) “I'm old enough to be your father.”

(Natalie) "That makes you old but doesn't make me little."

(Smith) “Hahahaha, 41 is hardly old.”

(Natalie) “"Well, nice to see you're easily pleased anyway. And you have yet to answer my point."

(Smith) “Hmm yes what point? Why you're still here, because the premier doesn't let potential spies leave so easily, you won't be leaving with anything you brought in, that is for sure, all your cameras etc will be destroyed. If you decide to tour the camp in the morning, you'll be issued a government camera and you'll be allowed only to take the film after the government approves it. Don’t worry, you'll find we're quite fair when it comes to the media and what we allow to be reported.”

(Natalie) "And if I don't do any touring?"

(Smith) “Why then you'd probably just be held a few days for questioning and then allowed to leave with the clothing on your back and nothing else.”

(Natalie) "I can guess at the form such questions would take,"

Smith's cell phone rings, he answers yes, he is quite excited to hear the voice of his 14 year old son, he smiles as he talks, "Yes I knew you would win son, you're a bright boy, yes I'll be home tomorrow and then we can hunting like I promised. Yes, is your mother there, oh well when she gets back have her call me. I love you too son, take care and stay safe."

Natalie smiles a little.

(Natalie) "Nice to see that even fascists love their families."

(Smith) “Of course, we're people too you know, I'm taking the boy deer hunting tomorrow. The premier is a renowned hunter, he prefers to hunt bear, he even once was crazy enough to go bear hunting with a knife, we were all worried he would be killed, some of us feel the premier has a death wish.”

(Natalie) "Bit of an oddball eh?" (Thinking to herself: More's the pity he doesn't.)

(Smith) “No, he's just a sad depressed man, his father wasn't exactly a nice guy, and his mother has disowned him. The only people who really like him are his children and his top generals, and party officials.”

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: I wonder why!) "That's life for you."

(Smith) “I’ve been his friend for years before he was leader, so he trusts me well. He is out walking the estate grounds right now, as he does almost every night for at least two or three hours, he cannot sleep well at night, Dr Schacht often has to give him tranquilizers, a closely guarded secret.”

*She listens, nodding occasionally*

(Smith) “His conscience plagues him, he is sure his goals are right, but he questions the methods of how he gets to his goals. Most of his generals have no such compunctions.”

(Natalie) "Yes, I'd noticed that."

(Smith) “It was 1983 when I first heard him give a speech, it was outside a government building in Jackson, he was railing against the ills of society, the capitalists, the Jews, the destruction of our race through insane government policies, that same day I joined his movement. He’s the best orator in the nation, perhaps rivaled only by Joseph Mladic, have you heard of Mladic?”

(Natalie) "Yes, the propaganda minister"

(Smith) “Yes without Mladic I don't know where the movement would be right now, he spent 18 hours a day for months on end tirelessly working to combat Jewish power. Without his efforts, the people might have remained complacent about the Jewish problem. Mladic was the one who insisted all schools in the nation, public and private, teach racial science.”

(Natalie) (Looks sadly at the General)

(Smith) “Is something wrong?”

(Natalie) "Racial science...." (She sighs) "Never mind. Go on".

(Smith) “The premier's daughter was and still is the secretary of education, she approved the requirement as soon as Mladic asked her to. His daughter Eleanor Fabus. Well wait no, she wasn't the minister then, i don't remember who it was. But she has upheld it as a requirement since she became minister of education.”

(She listens, looking in silence at the room)

There is a rifle in a display case; it is an M-14. It has a caption under it, "This rifle was carried by 2nd lieutenant Curtis Fabus of the 1st Brigade of the 2nd Parachute Division, 1981-1984.”

(Natalie) "Who the hell was Curtis Fabus?"

(Smith) “The premier, the premier, he was a paratrooper.”

(Natalie) "Surprised he had it in him." (She looks angry).

(Smith) “Is something wrong, you seem upset.”

(Natalie) "You people just amaze me. You seem to think you're so bloody brilliant, by conducting rape and murder whenever you encounter anyone who is "inferior." Remember what happened to the last fellow who thought his enemies were his inferiors?"

(Smith) “Actually our soldiers are hanged if they even attempt to rape the inferior races, race mixing is against the law. We only permit rape occasionally by our intelligence services, and only as a last-resort to get information from captured female spies who refuse to talk.”

(Natalie) "Oh, how salubrious."

(Smith) “What don't your intelligence operatives use brutal methods to get information when normal methods fail?”

(Natalie) "True, but not rape. Never."

(Smith) “Well what then? I'm sure if a man was captured by your intelligence operatives, that he might find himself peeing through a tube for a while after the interrogation.”

(Natalie) "No.”

(Natalie) "He would, assuming he gave the information, be treated well enough. If he didn't, well he'd be given the usual treatment."

She sees a pistol in a display case, a Colt 1911, caliber 45, it says, "This pistol belonged to George Wallace."

(Natalie) "And who the hell was George Wallace?"

(Smith) “He was the Alabama governor who in the 1960s stood in the school house door in Alabama to keep the nig---- out.”

(Natalie) "Pity he wasn't shot on the spot."

(Smith) “The police stood with him.”

(Natalie) "Pity they weren't shot too."

(Smith) “Good luck shooting the police, see you would kill somebody who disagrees with you, the governor didn't hurt anybody, he was just keeping a campaign promise.”

(Natalie) "A campaign promise to bar people from mixing."

(Smith) “If God wanted the races mixed, he wouldn't have scattered them all to separate continents. Why do people need to mix anyway, just leave them alone to do what they want.”

(Natalie) "If you believe that then I pity you."

(Smith) “That's what the preacher always said in church when I was young, not about to stop listening to the word of God just to please some atheist race-mixing, nig---- loving Marxists.”

(Smith) “Oh by the way, the premier is a distant cousin to Governor Wallace.”

(Natalie) "Religion isn't just the opiate of the masses. It's also the greatest work of fiction in history."

(Smith) “You’re clearly a confused little girl who can't handle the truth.”

(Natalie) "And you are clearly an aging idiot so brainwashed by right-wing propaganda that you are incapable of seeing that the cumulative evidence around this sorry planet is that people can and will live together well, and that despite whatever you might think, you can't goose-step all over peoples you deem "inferior" because eventually those "inferior" peoples will kick you in the bollocks."

(Smith) “Hahahaha, (inhales on his cigar), how little you know of the world, the Jews have a 3,000 year history of nation wrecking, but this is one nation they won't wreck, I can guarantee that.”

(Natalie) "Judging by the way the lot of you act they won't need to. "And how little you know of the world, General. You really ought to visit to my country some day. Assuming you weren't lynched in the street for opening that mouth of yours once too often."

(Smith) “Does your nation have a habit of lynching? How redneck of you, I thought only us backwards-hicks lynched people.” (Sarcastically)

(Natalie) "No, we lynch people when they come spreading a load of arrogant, malicious, misleading drivel and punish people who disagree. Rednecks like you lynch people for having a different skin color and a different skull structure."

(Smith) “You left out that they are as a general rule little better than animals, they rape, pillages, and such, they are without mercy, etc”

(Natalie) "And so are you."

(Smith) “No, you see whatever we do is in the service of the higher power of the state. They are without reason.”

(Natalie) "The reason of the state automatically makes an action valid then?"

(Smith) “We follow orders like all good soldiers do, but let’s not go back to the following orders talk again. I'd visit your country, but I'm sure they'd arrest me upon arrival on bogus war crimes charges.”

(Natalie) "No, they'd be happy for you to wander about. With a shadow team, and with a large number of BTRs patrolling about in case. Those would be if you were coming as a dignitary."

(Smith) “Yes, well I'm not aware of the racial composition of your country, as a general rule, the darker a nation is, the less likely I am to go there. It would be far too easy for your guards to leave me alone on some quiet street to be shot dead by nig----. Although Mladic would have a field day making a martyr of me, I'm not eager to die, at least not yet.”

(Natalie) "Perhaps. We have many races, Some of our best units are black units."

(Smith) “We had blacks in the army under the capitalist regime, they were 30% of the army, all they did was frag white officers, and rape white nurses and civilians, the army was a mess then. Racial turmoil was so bad that most units were unable to fight as effective units. The blacks were only 5% of the nation, but 30% of the army; the government had quotas to keep whites out of the army, because they knew whites demand good government. The whites eventually had an uprising and that is what propelled Premier Fabus to power.”

The phone rings, it is General Bertrand Navarre. Smith speaks in French. “Non, Non, c'est tout à fait bien, juste s'assure que personne ne sait. La prise juive par-dessus notre nation s'a été finalement cassée, c'est d'en effet grandes nouvelles.” “Oui, je suis content que nous sommes débarrassés de la menace juive, bien sûr je suis content. Quel genre de question était-il cela. Le chef du gouvernement sera certainement content pour l'entendre aussi.”

Occ- Translation-No, No, it is quite all right, just make sure nobody knows. The Jewish hold over our nation has finally been broken; it is indeed great news.
Yes, I am glad we're rid of the Jewish menace; of course I am glad. What kind of question was that? The premier will certainly be glad to hear it as well.

He set the phone down.

(Smith) “Now what were we talking about?”

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: What the hell...OK, keep quiet. You do NOT speak French. None. Just keep quiet.)

(Smith) “Oh my, you'd don't speak French do you?”

(Natalie) "Not anything better than "Excuse me, can you direct me to the nearest five-star Hotel."

(Smith) “Good I should probably have asked you before I started talking to my friend. But it is lucky for you that you don't speak French; if you did I'd probably have to have you shot. Hahahaha.”

(Natalie) "Lucky indeed." (She swallows) "Mind if I have some of that wine?"

(Smith) “Ah certainly have some. What year do you want?”

(Natalie) "Don't much care. I'm not a connoisseur."

(Natalie) "Cheers." (She raises her glass).

(Smith) (In Portuguese) “Ao fim dos judeus.” (Translation: To the end of the Jews).

(Natalie) (In Russian) “"I za nasha strana" Smith just looks perplexed.

(Natalie) "Heh. You don't speak Russian I take it."

(Smith) “Nope, I only speak German, French, Dutch, English, Portuguese, Spanish, Italian, and Latin.”

(Natalie) "Impressive. I am, regrettably, not much of a linguist."

(Smith) “Yes, my look at the time, it is almost 7 am, and the premier is not back from his walk yet, He is walking longer than usual, he has been out for almost 2 hours.”

(Natalie) "I don't suppose he'd be highly pleased to find me here."

(Smith) “You haven't seen anything that would compromise national security, he wouldn't care. Do you want to get ready for the camp tour now? It is about 2 hours by helicopter to get there, I will be taking you, the Premier refuses to be seen in any of the camps, so I will take you.”

(Natalie) "Much appreciated. Mind if I polish off that?" (She points to the remains of some food).

(Smith) “You don't mind eating leftover food? I could get you something fresh if you prefer.”

(Natalie) "That'd be nice." (She smiles and stretches) "What's on the menu?"

(Smith) “Anything. The Premier usually has some condor eggs for breakfast.”

(Natalie) "Never eaten those. Don't think it a good idea to be adventurous. I'll stick to what I know." (She stretches again) "Got any Yorkshire Pudding?"

(Smith) (Presses the intercom), "Yorkshire pudding, get on it now." the reply is "Yes sir."

(Smith) “Not many people have eaten condor eggs, the condor is nearly extinct.”

(Natalie) "Can't help thinking you aren't helping its' chances of a rebound there."

(Smith) “It’s just a bird, it's not crucial to national defense. If the Premier wants some Condor eggs, it's more important he get his eggs, than some bird make a rebound.”

(Smith) “He is quite environmentally sound in his treatment of wildlife preserves, there are plenty all throughout the nation, they are off-limits to any vehicles, etc, nobody really goes in the preserves. There is a massive preserve near North Jackson and West Jackson, nobody really goes back there though.”

A servant walks in with her food.

(Natalie) "Thank you, comrade." (She hands the servant a large coin).

(Smith) “No need to thank or pay him, his thanks is that he gets to live here and he is paid well.”

(Natalie) "A gesture of courtesy."

Smith’s breakfast arrives, a 24 oz steak. His food tester takes several bites from the steak and gives it the okay. Smith begins to eat.

(Smith) “Steak, nothing better for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, Hahahaha.”

(Natalie) "Not my thing. This stuff fills you up nicely. Has the nutritional value of a tank track though."

The food tester is still standing around and Smith yells at him, "What are you still standing around here for, don't loom over me while I eat. Get out!"

(Natalie) "A little unnecessary."

(Smith) “The peasant must know his place. Father always said the peasant was made to be kept down, and one must keep them down by any means necessary.”

(Natalie) "And mine always said that it was the peasants who kept us alive in the Great War, so treat them with respect."

Smith begins to talk, but then he starts coughing and hacking on his food, he is clearly choking, he continues to cough and hack.

(Natalie) "Like some help?" He nods his head,

(She looks at him) He continues to nod, turning blue.

(She gets up, walks over to him, grabs his stomach and pulls in).

Smith spits up a piece of steak, a large piece of fat mostly. "Thank you.” “That damn chef knows he is supposed to trim the fat, I’m going to have a word with him." (He picks up his cane and walks out of the room).

Since he was in a rage, Smith was oblivious to the fact he was leaving Natalie alone in the conference room. The premier has a conference seat at the head of the table, and his drawer contains papers etc, every seat is labeled with who sits there, each sit has a drawer with papers belonging to whoever sits there.

One of the seats is labeled "Alfred Speer", she remembered the young sgt in West Jackson Township who kept his squad from raping her had the name "Speer" on his uniform, but as soon as he left the building, the squad disobeyed his orders and raped her anyway

Occ- About Alfred Speer: Minister of Finance Alfred Speer (41) He is the minister of finance for Communist Mississippi and one of his sons (Karl Speer) is youth sgt training for the Republican Guard. Speer mainly oversees allocation of proper funds and labor to government projects. He is heavily involved in the forced labor camps as he worked out the projected profits and costs that the camps would produce. He is not involved with the death camps.

(Natalie looks to make sure nobody is around, listening intently, then runs quietly to the drawer next to the seat and opens it). Inside the drawer she sees a file titled "Reports on Forced Labor deportation to Camps."

(Natalie thinking to herself: Oh my f---ing God I knew it.)

The report details how much each inmate can work on various amounts of food, “Dr Schacht suggested 12 hour work days and 600 calories of food per day to minimize costs and maximize profits, Albert Speer agreed.”

Speer reported “Approximately 20 million of the 80 million inmates were fit to work in mines and lumber industry for at least 6-12 months each, and the state would probably make at least 500 billion dollars from their labor.”

(Natalie) (So much for being a philanthropist. What a bas---d.)

(She exhales hard)

The report continues. “Projections are that most workers will live no more than 12 months at the most; Dr Schacht has suggested incineration of corpses. The report continues, General Reginald Smith of the 2nd Republican Guard Internal Security Division has also agreed that incineration would be worth investigating further. General Gunther Thaller believes that incineration should be used only for those who are killed by VX gassing, rather than those worked to death.”

(Natalie) (Charming bast---. Christ, why didn't I let him choke?!)


A note from Alfred Speer in the margin of the page. “General Bertrand Navarre is against the whole camp idea in the first place, he feels mass deportation outside of the country is preferable to mass extermination.”

(Natalie) (And I suppose this is kindness!)

Another note in the margin of the page, "General Wilhelm Ernst, the drunk, suggests that firing squads be used for those not fit to work."

(She looks up again, listening for any approach, and looking for cameras)

The note on the next margin states, "General Wilhelm Ernst has a copy of the data on calories per day per inmate to life expectancy of inmate."

She sees a chair with the label, "Wilhelm Ernst".

(Quietly)"In for a penny in for a pound."

The file in General Ernst's drawer is labeled, "Life Expectancy of Forced Labor"

“The Premier has refused the idea of sending any whites below age 12 to the camps, those below that age will be sent to live with other family members deemed "politically reliable", those who are without other family deemed acceptable and too young to know the difference will be sent to live with RG men who are married but who are unable to successfully have their children.”
“Therefore, the premier has decreed that studies on youth labor are unnecessary.”

(Natalie) (Oh, well that's magnanimous of you.)

The report continues: “The standard work day for inmates will be 12 hours on normal days and as high as 18 hours for punishment. The rations shall be fixed at 600 calories. It is expected that most labor will not live beyond 12 months.”

(Natalie) (What I wouldn't give for my C-Pen!)

The Report continues:
“The whites who are deemed capable of being politically re-educated will be placed in re-education facilities, those deemed beyond help will be liquidated along with the Jews and blacks. Therefore those deemed capable of re-education should not be exposed to hard labor, as it would make them resentful of the government.”

The Report Continues: “Dr. Schacht has suggested that incineration be used to dispose of any who die in the camps, be they dead from disease, forced labor, or gassing.”

(Natalie) (Schindler's list music, please... God----).

The report continues: “Dr. Schacht has requested no less than 1,000 inmates for his experiments regarding chemical and biological weapons. And his high-altitude experiments, Alfred Speer has seen the allocation of the necessary test subjects for the doctor.”

Ernst's note in the margin reads, "I don't trust that doctor of death."

(She looks up again)

The margin note reads, "The chemical weapons study is in the possession of Dr Schacht.”

(Natalie) (So where is the doctor's place?) She sees a chair labeled “Dr. Baldur von Schacht.”

(Natalie) (She goes over to it, watching the door and listening)

The report in his desk is titled, "Effects of Chemical Weapons on the Brain and the Human Nervous System." Table of contents, "A: Experiments of Soman Gas. B: Experiments of Sarin Gas. C: Experiments of VX Gas. D: Conclusions From Experiments on Jewish and Black Inmates."

(Natalie) (She looks sick) (She flips through the report)


Page 15 reads, “The evidence of nerve gas use remains present in the brain of those exposed, therefore it is necessary that incineration be used to dispose of all those gassed.” In the margin of the page, Schacht writes, "In my dissection and chemical analysis of the brain tissue of over 100 Jewish and black inmates who were killed by nerve gas, I determined that incineration of the body is the only safe way to dispose of all evidence of nerve agent."

There are pictures of the a dissected brain on page 17 caption reads, "Lethal does of Soman gas applied for four minutes."

(She looks at the pictures and turns away slowly)

The note in the margin by Dr. Schacht reads, "I eagerly await to see the results of the experiments of VX gas. I cannot wait to see if the premier accepts my gas chamber idea."

The note on the margin of the next page, "He has accepted my idea!!! We will begin testing to see if the gas chamber idea is something we should implement in all camps.”

There are more notes on the margins, “The Premier has agreed that I shall have the authority to procure any test subjects I need for my experiments. This is truly a great day for medical science. How happy I am that we will finally be able to make great leaps in areas once closed due to the inability to get the necessary test data. Perhaps someday the world will give me my proper reward for all the research I am doing and the advances I am making. Perhaps someday children will say that when they grow up they want to be a scientist just like Dr Baldur von Schacht. I can only hope.”

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Not bloody likely)


The notes continue, “General Reginald Smith has some interesting ideas for the future annihilation of the Indian savage. He has informed me that he plans to speak with General Salazar about the Indian problem. He even has a letter to Salazar already written out and ready to be sent.”

(She looks up yet again, and then walks to the door to check nobody's coming. She then walks to the drawer and opens it)



In General Smith’s drawer is a letter he intends to send to General Francisco Salazar.

Dear Francisco,

I have come to believe that the Indians are a continued problem to the oil industry; they need to be dealt with. I am convinced that your use of gas against the 12 major Indian villages in the “Northern Reservation” is just the beginning of our campaign against the Indians. You only killed 50,000 Indian warriors and 300,000 civilians; there are still almost 1.2 million more Indians on 4 other reservations.

I am convinced the Premier will ultimately agree to kill the Indians. Therefore, the more Indians we kill this year, the less we’ll have to kill next year. I am convinced the entire race of savages must be exterminated. We must now convince the Premier of the necessity of their extermination.

Do not share any of this information with General Navarre for he is too soft on the problems our nation must deal with. He would certainly work against our efforts to convince the Premier.

I trust you will help me because I know you have a history of fighting the indians, your artillery, Su-25s, and Mi-24s killed 50,000 Indian warriors and 300,000 Indian civilians with chemical weapons, in the recent conflict on the northern indian reservation. General Wilhelm Ernst will also likely help us convince the premier because by gassing the Indians, you saved his unit and thereby saved his life.

I also trust you because I consider you a loyal friend, and I hope you consider me the same. I also hope that you and your family are well and that the twins enjoy the horses I got them for their birthday. (Occ note. Two of Salazar’s kids are twin brothers). We can talk about the Indian problem shortly.

Sincerely Reginald.

(Natalie: Quiety)"How surprising...the CEO of a major oil firm, massacring Indians on territory with large amounts of oil."





She digs through the drawer and finds a letter from Premier Fabus to all those involved in Operation Purification.


Authorization for Operation Purification

From:
Premier Curtis Fabus of Communist Mississippi
To: George Fabus, Henry Fabus, Roger Fabus, Bertrand Navarre, Manfred Eichman, Francisco Salazar, Dr. Baldur von Schacht, Reginald Smith, Wilhelm Ernst, Gunther Thaller, Joseph Mladic, Alfred Speer, and Fritz Ernst.


Gentlemen, this is the only time you will ever see my signature on a document related to Operation Purification. I am ordering you all to carry out your duties to complete the Operation as planned. I accept full responsibility of any resulting consequences. You are all absolved of responsibility for anything that occurs during the commission of Operation Purification. I repeat, I accept full responsibility for Operation Purification. I believe that it would be beneficial to the nation that we get something useful out of the inmates. Be it labor, medical experiments, etc.

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Jackpot! Now how do I get this thing outta here?)

I suggest that Alfred Speer and Fritz Ernst being economic and industrial geniuses, be placed in charge of the forced labor aspect of the operation.

Also, Dr. Schacht, you should attempt to gain some useful medical knowledge from those who are to be liquidated.

Gunther Thaller, your concern in this is that your camp will be the one to provide the bulk of the inmates for Dr. Schacht’s experiments.

Manfred Eichman, since you were appointed as the inspector of all camps, it will be your job to see to it that the labor allocations and the liquidations are carried out without incident. You will see to it that whatever the camp commandants need is acquired.

(Natalie: Memorizes as much as possible).

Joseph Mladic, we owe you a debt that we can never repay; your twenty years of exposing the racial problems of this nation has paid off in that the masses of the people did not raise trouble over the deportation of the blacks and Jews. And should any citizens happen upon the camps, they will either be supportive or indifferent. Without you Mladic, none of this would be possible; we all owe you congratulations.

The rest of you all know your role in this operation, and you all know what you are expected to do. This is more of an acceptance of responsibility for the operation by me, rather than instructions to you. You have all known your roles in the operation for months.

Note: Destroy this letter at the end of the operation, or if there is a danger this letter should fall into enemy hands.


*Signed: Premier Curtis Fabus
*Dated: June 19th, 2004




Suddenly the sound of footsteps and whistling could be heard coming down the hall.

(She puts it back and shut the drawer quietly)

A boy, perhaps 16 or 17 walks into the room after he enters his code, he is smoking a cigar. he is quite tall for his age, perhaps 6'1

(William Fabus) “"Who the hell are you? And what are you doing in here.”

(Natalie) "I" she replies acidly "am wondering that too! Your General Smith seems to have decided to just leave me here! Where is he?"

(William) “He is showering, he got a lot of blood on himself while he was beating the chef.”

(Natalie) "Lovely. Well what're you staring at me for? He told me to stay here!"

(William) “Smith knows better than to do that, (Draws his pistol) I should call the guards and have you arrested. Well, how long have you been here alone?”

(Natalie) "I already AM ARRESTED! And I've been here alone barely five minutes, during which I've spent my time wondering when someone like you would come in and ask me what I was doing here."

(William) “(Quietly) I could tell father, but then smith might get in trouble also.”

(Natalie) (Her voice softens) "C'mon, you don't want any trouble, nor do I."

(William) “Perhaps just to be safe, I should probably have you thrown in jail.”

(Natalie) "Oh, do you really want to do that? Is there any drink left?”

(William) “What? Drinking? At a time like this?”

(William) “Well, General Smith won't be back for probably 30 minutes or so, (holsters his gun), I'm sure I could keep an eye on you until he gets back, or until father gets back, father is out walking, he should have been back by now though.”

(Natalie) "Yes, the General said so. Wonder what's taking him so long. Anyway; fancy some wine?"

(William) “No, father said no drinking in the morning (Inhales on his cigar) want a cigar?”

(Natalie) "No thanks. Not my thing. Used to smoke, but I like my lungs as they are."

(William) (Quiet worried tone) “Where is father, where could he be.”

(William) “So what are you doing in father's country.”

(Natalie) "Reporting for a free press. Last time I come here on holiday." (She laughs harshly).

(William) “Don’t you like our country?”

(Natalie) "I'm not much keen on being imprisoned for being here."

(William) “Well were you breaking the law? The media is strictly regulated, especially foreign media; father says we can't have just anybody snooping about with cameras.”

(Natalie) "I probably was. I took photographs of some sort of military operation. Then it turned out my papers were not in order - ha! I can guess why - and wham! Prison for me."

(William) “Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, how rude of me. I am William Fabus, cavalry general and a son of Premier Fabus. And you are?”

(Natalie) “"Natalie Rush, reporter. Miss."

(William) “I work with the Republican Guard Internal Security Army, father doesn't let me in on all his secret operations though, he lets George, Roger, and Henry in on them though, he says I'm not old enough to take part, he says I have to wait. He sent Roger and the 2nd Cavalry Brigade to crush some Indian terrorists on a reservation earlier; there were 50,000 indian warriors. General Navarre was against the whole idea though, the generals are always fighting and yelling.”

(Natalie) "And why was he against it?"

(William) “He said we had signed treaties with the indians to allow them to live in peace on their reservations, but part of the treaty allowed for us to have mineral rights to any oil and such. The Premier and Navarre were against the idea but the Premier left it up to General Smith as to how to handle it, Smith and Salazar crushed the Indians. General smith has millions of dollars invested in several oil companies; did you know that? Navarre said that Smith only wanted to make more money, and didn't care about the national security.”

(Natalie) "I wasn't aware of it. Doesn't surprise me that he should annihilate them for their land as a result though."

(William) “They hate each other, smith and Navarre do.”

(Natalie) "Can't say that your father keeps his men on a very tight leash either."

(William) “Father doesn't believe in disciplining people, he shies from being overly harsh because his dad used to beat him. He keeps the generals in line well enough though.”

(Natalie) (She laughs) "If you count massacring civilians as well enough, certainly. Ever been in a war, mate?"

(William) “Father has never massacred anybody; and the generals are nice enough people. They're good folks.”

(Natalie) "Yes, General Smith is alright. If you can get past his rampant anti-just-about-everyone-who-isn't-whiter-than-white way of thinking"

(William) “There is only one of them who scares me.”

(Natalie) "And that is?"

(William) “Dr Schacht. There is something about him. I don't know what though

(Natalie) "Ah. Mengele Mark II I suppose?"

(William) “He is no Mengele, he just likes his work a little too much.”

(Natalie) (She laughs) "I can guess what his work is."

(William) “He works to cure diseases and does research to better the nation.”

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: I'll bet he f**king cures diseases! You lot think being non-white is one after all!) "Noble calling."

(William) “Medicine is a fine field, but what I want to do is be a general in an armored division, father says in a few years he'll get me a division to command. he says my work as a cavalry officer has been exemplary.”

(Natalie) "You still bother with horses?"

(William) “For some counter-insurgent operations, such as getting into tight places, valleys, swamps etc.”

(Natalie) "Why not use helicopters?"

(William) “They make lots of noise, and can be picked up from satellites, father says certain operations are best left unnoticed. General Salazar says many operations are best left unnoticed.”

(Natalie) “"Huh. Cavalry." *She looks dismissive* "My brother flies Mi-24Vs. Now there's a deadly foe.

(William) “Oh we have lots of Mi-24s, almost 20,000 of them.”

(Natalie) "Version?"

(William) “I don't know, Salazar would know more about it than I do, he ordered most of them to be compatible with large amounts of rocket pods.”

(Natalie) "You don't expect to fight tanks then"

(William) “He says chemical capability is more important for his forces, than anti-tank capability, the parachute divisions have anti-tank helicopters.”

(Natalie) "Chemical capability need not be heliborne. Field artillery, fixed-wing aircraft and battlefield missiles are the optimal delivery systems, in reverse order."

(William) “Oh he has plenty artillery and Su-25s. If he ever had to use them, I’d almost pity whoever was on the receiving end, but whoever was getting hit would probably deserve it. Salazar wouldn't use chemical weapons unless absolutely necessary and only against the most wretched of foes.”

(Natalie) (She laughs again) (Thinking to herself: Not from what I've seen...then again, you lot probably think they deserved it.)

(William) “Father says that as of now, we have never had to use chemical weapons, that is a good record, not many nations can make that claim.”

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: So he doesn't know!) "You sure about that?"

(William) “Oh yes, if father says so, and the generals all agreed.”

(William) “We have plenty of chemical weapons though, we're more than prepared to face any enemy. Salazar says we have enough VX gas to kill 50 billion people. I can't imagine when you would need to kill that many people.”

(Natalie) "He exaggerates. Chemicals must be delivered; that counts against your effective sue of them." *She leans back* "They also degrade pretty quickly under less-than-optimal conditions."

(William) “We store them in binary delivery systems, standard methods.”

(Natalie) "I meant when deployed."

(William) “Our Su-25s mix the agent while in the air a few minutes before dropping the bombs.”

(She sighs)

(Natalie) "Once the damned stuff is deployed! OK, think. What'll affect it?"

(William) “Salazar says we may never find out just how deadly our chemical weapons our, but he says tests using harmless marker agents show that the agent will carry quickly and remain around for a while.”

(Natalie) "I'll bet he says you might never know. It's not nice to be hoisted by your own petard."

(William) “Are you implying General Salazar is a liar?”

(Natalie) "I am implying nothing less than that he has distorted the truth."

(William) “Well I'm sure if he is, he has his reasons, national security is a top priority here.”

General Reginald smith walks in the room; he is wearing a new uniform and has a new cane.

(Natalie) "Been talking to the premier's son here."

(Smith) "Thank you William for keeping the guest occupied while I was gone. I completely forgot I was leaving her alone in a security clearance zone. No need to tell your father is there?

(William) "No, we can just forget about it this time."

(Smith) “Very good. I had to cane that insolent chef like the animal he was, he wouldn't admit he messed up my meal, he had to lie about it.”

(William) "You didn't hurt him too badly did you."

(Smith) "Nothing a few weeks in the hospital won't fix"

(William) "Smith, you really should treat people nicer, they'll work better, and he's not a machine, he's a person."

(Smith) "I'll remember that."
William gets up and leaves, whistling as he goes.

(Smith) "So ms. rush, shall we be on our way to the helicopter to get to the camp you've been waiting to see."

(Natalie) "Very well. Would you mind leaving for a moment? I have to adjust something." (She looks embarrassed)

(Smith) “Leaving, I'm not leaving you alone in this room again, no.”

(Natalie) "You think I'm stupid enough to try anything on?"

(Smith) “Do you know what would happen if something occurred and it was my fault? Do you know what would happen to me? My children would be without a father.”

(Natalie) “I know what would happen to me."

(Smith) “You would be hanged probably, I won't even talk about how they'd kill me, it would make hanging look desirable.”

(Natalie) "Death is never desirable, no matter how it comes."

(Smith) “Ah, yes, but for a soldier, death is just part of the act; he should go out as dramatically as he came in. No soldier wants to be hanged hanging is for spies and cowards.”

(Natalie) "Whatever."

(Smith) “Well then, shall we go? Where the hell is the premier, it's nearly 9 am.”

(Natalie) "Good question. His son was in the dark too."

A guard speaks through the intercom on the entrance panel, "Let me in General, let me in, it's... (Hyperventilating) General Smith walks over and opens the door

(Guard) "The Premier, the premier"

(Smith) "Out with it" (motions with his cane in a threatening manner)

(Guard) "The Premier has taken ill, he collapsed on his walk, Dr Schacht is with him now in the medical hospital of the RG garrison of the estate)

(Natalie) (To Herself) (Thinking to herself: Ha!)

(Guard) "Until he is well, you are the acting premier, you know that right General?"

(Smith) (Happy yet upset) "Yes. But is he okay? I want to see him. Can I speak with him?"

(Smith to the guard) "You may go, I'll be on my way in a moment."

The guard leaves.

(Natalie) “So I gathered."

(Smith) “I told him that no leader should still be making parachute jumps and leading companies of men into combat, he still insists on leading the men from the front, a closely guarded secret. This way, follow me."

She follows him; they go to the RG medical hospital that is part of the garrison detail for the Stalingrad estate. Dr. Baldur von Schacht is with the premier.

(Dr Schacht) (To Smith) "The premier will have to rest for perhaps two or three weeks, he said you are acting premier until then. This means you have 3 weeks to get what you want done, done."

(Natalie) To herself (Oh God.)


The two men speak in German

(Smith) “Werden die Indianer tot dann, ja sein? Und wir werden den Ölgewinn spalten, als übereingestimmt hat.”
The Indians will be dead then, yes? And we will split the oil profits as agreed.

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself Got you you little fu--! Pity it's your word versus mine though.)

(She moves to a wall near the door and leans on it, looking intently at the premier)

The premier calls for Smith, the premier coughs a few times and tells Smith, "I suspect that you want to kill the indians on Central Reservation, but I gave them my word they would be left alone, don't break my word, don't attack them, only fight them if they provoke the violence."

(Smith) "You have my word Premier, the Indians will not be harmed unless they start the violence."

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Fat chance)

(She begins to move toward the doorway). She hides in the bathroom.

(Dr Schacht) "Premier, I suggest you avoid visitors for 2-3 weeks, especially that General Navarre, he will only stress you out by slandering the other generals and complaining."

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: (I don't believe this! I'm here you fools)

(Premier) "Okay, Schacht, Okay, if you think it's best, keep everybody away from me, except my children."

Schacht and Smith move away, The premier goes to sleep.


Schacht says to Smith, “Werden die Indianer tot dann, ja sein? Und wir werden den Ölgewinn spalten, als übereingestimmt hat" werde ich Navarre weg deshalb der Premierminister nicht lernt behalten, was ist wirklich mit den Indianern geschieht, werden wir sie hervorrufen und aussieht es werden machen, wie sie es angefangen haben. Navarre ist wahrscheinlich das einzige, das dem Premierminister die Wahrheit erzählen würde. Wenn der Premierminister unsere Seite hört, nachdem die Urkunde gemacht ist, wird er uns glauben müssen.”

Translation- I'll keep Navarre away so the Premier doesn't learn what is really happening with the Indians, we'll provoke them and make it look like they started it. Navarre is probably the only one who would tell the Premier the truth. If the Premier hears our side after the deed is done, he'll have to believe us.”

(Smith) (To Schacht) “Wir sind beide ungefähr, viel reicher zu werden.”
We're both about to get much richer.

(Schacht) “Macht wir beide haben genug Geld noch nicht?”
Don't we both have enough money yet?

(Smith) “Sie können nie genug Geld haben.”
You can never have enough money.

The two men walk out, Smith looks around outside the room for Natalie, "Where did she run off to."

Natalie is in the bathroom, she flushes the toilet, and exits. "Sorry."

(Schacht) "Nobody must disturb the premier, he needs his rest, he has been working 20 hours a day for months.”

Schacht walks off down the hall to make sure the guards know not to let General Navarre anywhere near the Premier.

(Smith) (To Natalie) “Shall we go then? The helicopter awaits.”

(Natalie) "Alright." (She takes off the jacket she's been wearing and leaves it in a cloakroom). "Damn hot round here.”

(Smith) "It's a two hour ride, the location is classified, and the windows on the helicopter are blacked out so you cannot see. And yes, it is hot here."

A jeep takes them to a helipad where an Mi-17 awaits. They both get in.

He tells the pilot, “You know where North Jackson Camp #17 is. Good, go there.”

The helicopter lifts off and begins the 2-hour flight to North Jackson Camp #17.

Smith starts to talk, "Did you see the Premier, and he isn't doing well."

(Smith) “He works himself too hard.”

(Smith) (Quietly) “His exhaustion couldn't have come at a better time though.”

(Natalie) "Hmm."

(Smith) “So Ms Rush, I hope you didn't plan on getting home anytime soon. with the premier resting for the next 3 weeks, well, he is the only one who can approve your exiting the nation, so for the next 3 weeks, you can stay here.”

(Natalie) "That's not an awfully good idea."

(Smith) “Rules are rules, don't worry, you were under his care, now you're under mine. If he says something, I uphold it. You'll be fine.”

(Natalie) "I'm not worrying about that. I meant that you were given a certain period of time to hand me back, and it was less than three weeks. Of course I'm not very well up on the news at the moment, but last time I checked the Government had issued a general call-up."

(Smith) “For what purpose? You came here of your own freewill, and no nation goes to war over one person. You think too highly of yourself.”

(Natalie) "Not really. See, I'm the PM's wife's cousin. (She smiles) "And the PM adores her. And in any case it's a huge diplomatic insult."

(Smith) “Well, you haven't been harmed yet, and you won't be harmed as long as you're under my care at least. So you have nothing to complain about.”

(Natalie) “I'm not complaining. I'm just saying that it's not a terribly good idea."

(Smith) “Well, it's not as though you're being held in some diabolical interrogation center, you're staying with the top general in the nation.”

(Natalie) "Still doesn't alter the fact that I can't leave."

(Smith) “Well you came here and broke our laws, we'll let you leave as soon as the Premier gets better and approves it. You did break our laws you know, you're not above the law.”

(Natalie) "No, but I am ignorant of it. And in most states you get an interesting thing called a "trial."

(Smith) “You were caught spying by a squad of youths, the sgt of the squad is a son of Alfred Speer, the minister of finance.”

(Natalie) "Ah yes, such a good officer, really disciplines his men."

(Smith) “What do you mean? Young Karl Speer is a fine soldier.”

(Natalie) "Pity he doesn't keep a closer reign on those less-than-fine ones below him then.”

(Smith) “I still don't know what you mean? Are you saying you were mistreated?”

(Natalie) "JUST A LITTLE!"

(Smith) “Well what happened? And why didn't you tell me about this earlier? What happened?”

(Natalie) "I'll give you a clue. It begins with R and ends in E and it's something that you bast---- don't seem to mind."

(Smith) “Good lord, why didn't you tell me? Do you know their names? I can see to it they are punished. As I said we don't allow such beastly conduct.”

(Natalie) "I don't know their names. All I know is that they were under his command."

(Smith) "I don't know their names. All I know is that they were under his command."

(Natalie) "No he wasn't."

(Smith) “Well what happened, tell me about it if you would.”

(Natalie) "He could, however, have seen to it that someone kept an eye on them. It is also not indicative of good discipline overall."

(Smith) “Did you report this to anybody?”

(Natalie) “Didn't seem much point. The guy at the prison didn't seem to give a damn."

(Smith) “Well we don't have crystal balls you know, we only know what people tell us.”

(Natalie) "Well I've told you now."

(Smith) “Had you told the premier, they'd have hanged by now. I'll investigate the matter. I'll call Minister Speer right now.”

(Natalie) "One of them got yelled at. His name was Henry."

(Smith) (Picks up a cell phone) calls Alfred Speer, "Hello, Alfred, your boy Karl command a squad training to be in the Republican Guard, yes, I am glad he is well. I want you to get a list of everybody who was in his unit the night that we had the operation in West Jackson Township.”

Smith tells Alfred Speer to call the local DIS unit and hand over a list of the names of those soldiers to be detained for conduct unbecoming a soldier.

Meanwhile at the hospital General Bertrand Navarre is rushing to tell the Premier that units from 2 RGISDs (Republican Guard Internal Security Division) are being mobilized to crush the Central Reservation.

(Guard) “No visitors, especially you.”

(Navarre) “But I must speak to the Premier immediately, people are contravening his authority. He must be told about it.”

(Guard) “Doctor Schacht says you’ll simply cause the Premier even more stress.”

(Navarre) “Damnit, I am never allowed to see the Premier, why am I always barred from seeing him. This is impossible.” (He storms out with anger).

General Bertrand Navarre was in a secret meeting with Alfred Speer, Joseph Mladic, and Fritz Ernst.

They were discussing what to do about General Reginald Smith, General Francisco Salazar, General Manfred Eichman, and Field Marshal Dr. Baldur von Schacht.

(Navarre) “Smith and his faction are out of control. He is going against the Premier’s orders. Smith is going to kill the Central Reservation Indians to get more oil. Salazar already killed the Northern Reservation Indians. The Premier needs to know what is going on.”

(Speer) “What can we do about it?”

(Mladic) “I was always for deportation, not massacres.”

(Fritz Ernst) “I can talk to my brother, he can get many units of the RGISA to back us if we arrest the Smith faction and they try to resist.”

(Navarre) “I need to see the Premier, or have one of his sons talk to him for me. We need to rally support to arrest Schacht, Smith, Salazar, and Eichman. At the very least we need to arrest Smith.”

(Speer) “Smith is not much to worry about. The one that scares me is Salazar. He doesn’t hesitate to use chemical weapons.”

(Mladic) “The Premier won’t be happy to arrest anybody.”

(Navarre) “Fritz, if your brother Wilhelm sides with us, he can use his influence to convince the Premier to arrest Smith.”

(Fritz Ernst) “I can get Wilhelm to support us. I can get him to talk to the Premier.”

(Speer) “The Premier has been so tired and sickly lately, he doesn’t need all this stress. But we cannot allow anybody to disobey his orders.”

(Mladic) “You know the Premier ordered Operation Purification.”

(Navarre) “Smith pressured him to do it. I want those people gone just as much as anybody here wants them gone. But genocide will bring down international wrath on our nation. Smith is also killing Indians, the Premier never said to do anything to the Indians. Well he did say to leave them alone on their Reservations, but nothing about killing them.”

(Fritz Ernst) “Smith is poisoning the Premier’s mind against us. I have overheard Smith talking to the Premier, when he thinks nobody else is around, he tells him that the others are plotting against you, don’t listen to them. He is poisoning his mind against us. We need to stop Smith and fast.”

(Mladic whispers to Ernst) “I don’t really care about Smith killing savages, but he is gaining too much influence for comfort. We need to get him out of the way.”

Updated the list further down the page.

Minister of Finance Alfred Speer was meeting with Roger Fabus (The 19 year old son of the Premier)

(Speer) “Roger, we have always been friends haven’t we?”

(Roger) “Yes, I suppose so. Yes we are friends.”

(Speer) “Can you do me a favor?”

(Roger) “I suppose it depends on what you want me to do.”

(Speer) “Take this letter to your father.” (He hands him an envelope).

(Roger) “Okay, I will see he gets it.”



Roger goes to the RG military hospital on the Stalingrad estate, where his father is.

(Captain of the Guard) “Roger, your father is in there (points to a room) he is not well, but the doctor believes he will make a full recovery.”

Dr. Schacht walks up, “Ah hello Roger, are you here to see your father. Come with me.” (Schacht doesn’t want anybody to be alone with the Premier).

Dr. Schacht follows Roger Fabus into the room to see the Premier.

(Roger) “Father, are you well.”

(Premier) “Dr. Schacht says I’ll be fine, just no stress for a few weeks, no military conferences and such.”

(Roger) “Well that is probably for the best.”

(Schacht) “Yes, yes it is. Especially he must stay away from that annoying General Navarre.”

(Roger) (Communicates to his father with his eyes that he wants to talk without Schacht in the room).

(Premier) “Baldur, why don’t you go check on your other patients, I want to speak with my son in private.”

(Schacht) (Nervous) “You are my most important patient sir. The others can wait.”

(Premier) (Stern tone) “Baldur, I want to talk to my son in private. I’m certain you have other duties to tend to.”

(Schacht) “Yes sir.” (He turns and exits the room; he goes to tend to other patients).

(Premier) “What is it son?”

(Roger) (Moves in close and whispers) “Alfred Speer wanted me to give you this.” (Hands him the envelope).


The Premier talks the envelope, sits up in bed, and opens it. He begins to read the letter.


[code:1:c342629b81] From: General Bertrand Navarre 1st RGISD
To: Premier Curtis Fabus

Dear Premier,

It gives me great pain to inform you that there is currently a conspiracy to circumvent your standing orders that no Indians be harmed, and that they be left alone. In particular, the target is the Central Reservation Indians, where oil was recently discovered. As in the case when oil was found on Northern Reservation, General Reginald Smith who has a major stake in the oil industry plans to attack the reservation and kill the Indians.

General Smith is working in collusion with Field Marshal Dr. Baldur von Schacht, General Francisco Salazar, and General Manfred Eichman. Dr Schacht is using his influence as your physician to keep me and other generals from communicating with you. Also, General Salazar is going to use chemical weapons again, without your authority.

Premier, I know that you didn’t order or authorize any of the recent chemical attacks, but I know you feel it is better to appear aggressive and mean, than it is to appear impotent and unable to control your generals. Know that I have always obeyed your orders; it is Salazar and Smith who are the rogues. I suggest we discuss this matter in person. But, you’ll have to tell the guards to let me into the hospital, and I suggest you immediately arrest Schacht.

Premier, I am not suggesting that any of the men mentioned be stripped of command or responsibility, I am simply suggesting that they be brought into line so that they do not cause trouble for the nation or your regime.

Sincerely General Bertrand Navarre,
Hail Comrade Premier Fabus.

[/code:1:c342629b81]


The Premier was frothing with rage as he finished reading the letter. He whispered to his son, “Quickly and quietly go to my personal guard company, Captain Arthur Nelson, and tell him to get his entire company ready, I want him to send a squad here to this hospital. He is to arrest Dr. Schacht.”


Stalingrad Estate: The headquarters of Alpha Company of the 1st Republican Division “Curtis Fabus”. About 15 minutes drive from the hospital.

(Roger) “I need to speak with Captain Arthur Nelson. Immediately, it is urgent. Tell him it is the son of the premier and that the Premier is in danger.”

(Lieutenant) “Let me call the captain.” (Normally the captain is with the guards in the bunker below the Stalingrad mansion).

(Lieutenant) (On the radio) “Captain, the Premier’s son is here to see you, he says it is very urgent. He says the Premier is in danger.”

(Captain) “Okay, I’ll be right there.” (The captain cursed himself for being in the bunker, he was over 700 feet from the basement, and the bunker elevator was not working. He would have to climbs the stairs through B2, B1, and then the 60 flights of stairs to the basement of the mansion. It would take a while. He sighed and then ran. His Premier needed him).

About twenty-five minutes later the Captain pulls up to the HQ in a hummer. The Captain was in the Stalingrad bunker; level B3. When he heard the Premier’s son needed to speak to him, and that the Premier was in danger, he raced through B2 and B1, ran up the 600 feet (60 flights) of stairs to the basement of the mansion, ran up to the first floor, flew through the hallway, nearly knocked down a guard in the foyer front room, and then ran 1,000 feet to his hummer. He flew down the 3 miles of road at about 75 miles per hour. He arrived at the Company HQ and was breathing heavily as he stepped out of the hummer and spoke, “I am here, what is wrong with the Premier.”

(Lieutenant) “I don’t know; his son Roger wants to speak with you.”

(Roger) “The Premier’s orders are not being followed by some of his generals. They are conspiring to go against his orders; it could bring much trouble for the nation if what they are planning to do is discovered. The Premier has ordered that you send a squad of men to the hospital he is in, you know the one, the RG hospital on the estate grounds, and arrest Field Marshal Dr. Baldur von Schacht. He also orders that you personally arrest General Francisco Salazar. Soon, he will be instructing General Gunther Thaller at Camp #17 to detain General Reginald Smith. He also wants you to send a squad to arrest Manfred Eichman. The Premier suggests that you take two platoons to arrest Salazar, as he is a dangerous man.”

(Captain Nelson) “Very good sir, I will carry the orders out right away.”


Two BMP-3s, each carrying 7 RG soldiers from Alpha Company screeched to a stop outside the hospital. A hummer driven by an Alpha Company Lieutenant with Captain Nelson in the passenger’s seat, also stopped outside the hospital. There were 3 trucks each with 12 soldiers in them. They also stopped. The soldiers piled out of the trucks and surrounded the hospital; they began to disarm the guards patrolling the perimeter of the hospital. The soldiers in the BMPs got out and followed Captain Nelson into the hospital.

A guard attempted to block Captain Nelson’s path and said, “The Premier is not to be disturbed, orders of Dr. Schacht.” Captain Nelson turned his head slightly, and smiled, then without warning he struck the man in the face with his submachine gun and preceded forward, the guard fell to the floor clutching his face.

Several guards came running from down the hall, 2 Alpha Company soldiers raised their M-14s and a corporal said, “Don’t even think about it.” The guards set their pistols on the floor and backed away.

Field Marshal Dr. Baldur von Schacht heard the commotion and approached the captain who was advancing towards him.

(Schacht) “What the hell is this, how dare you create such a racket in here. The Premier needs his rest.”

(Nelson) “Shut up you, you’re under arrest, either come quietly or we can carry you out of here.”

(Schacht) “I have done nothing, the Premier will have your head for this act of insolence and treason.”

Captain Nelson smacks Schacht in the face with the stock of his MP-5.

(Schacht) (Slurred speech) “Godd-----, you just broke my jaw.”

(Nelson) “I’ll break more than that if you don’t move.”

Schacht moves forward and 2 AC soldiers escort him outside and into the hummer.

Outside the hospital, the 36 Alpha Company soldiers from the trucks were still disarming Schacht’s personal guards. Inside the hospital the Captain and the 14 Alpha Company soldiers were clearing the first two floors, the Captain found the Premier’s room.

(Nelson) “Reporting as ordered sir.”

(Premier) “Good job Captain, I know I can always count on you. Help me up please. I’m returning to the mansion.”

(Nelson) “Yes sir.” (Helps him get up).


The above occurred at about 2:00 p.m.


General Smith and the DPUO reporter Natalie Rush arrived at North Jackson Camp #17 at about 11:00 a.m. General Smith had no idea that in about 2 and ½ hours he would be arrested before he could leave the camp.

(Note, DPUO and I have to RP the camp tour. And then there will be Smith getting arrested).

Dr. Thompson quickly moves over towards the three merchants and said

Speaking in his usual Cogney accent "Yes, I would like to buy something. I'm from a different country, the Aztec National League and I would like to buy a local artisan craft. Say, do you know what the smoke over there is all about?" (points in the direction of the rising smoke from the camp) He is convinced it is a mass crematorium, but he just wants to know what the locals think of it.

ANL and I worked this out via messenger. He did the parts of the doctor and the ANL team. I did the parts of everybody else. :)


A merchant spoke with a German accent "Oh the military camp you mean, the one in the woods?"

(Doctor) "I guess so. Do you know exactly what is producing the smoke?"

(Merchant 1) "Knocked out tanks from military testing perhaps."

(Doctor) "Hmmm, perhaps. So, what exactly do you have to buy?"

(Merchant 1) “Liquor, tobacco, fruits, etc.”

A second merchant walks over to the first one, "Are we going or what?"

Dr. Thompson looked back over to the rising smoke and still wasn't convinced by the idea the smoke wasn't caused by knocked out tanks. But any guess was as good as the next one. Dr. Thompson said, "Some liquor would be ok."

The merchant shows the doctor several bottles of liquor

The doctor looks over it, and then points to a bottle of whiskey (if that is part of what you have) and says, "That seems pretty good, I'll take that, how much will it be?"

(Merchant 1) “Are you part of the Republican Guard?”

(Doctor) "Republican Guard? No, I'm not, like I said, I'm from the ANL, I'm a diplomat."

(Merchant 1) “Ah okay, then standard price, 20 dollars.”

The sounds of an approaching helicopter can be heard, it is a Mi-17, inside are General Reginald Smith and the DPUO reporter who are going to tour the camp. The helicopter goes deep into the woods until it is out of sight and the sounds are too distant to hear.

Major Ludwig von Bock stood up and looked at the helicopter, he checked his watch.


The Doctor grabs his wallet and hands out twenty dollars and then looks up in the sky and notices the helicopter going to towards the smoke. 'Hmmm, I wonder what is going on.' He thinks to him self. The doctor gives them the money and then says, “Where exactly are you going to next?”

The merchant replied, "The military camp."


(Doctor) "Hopefully, you'll get a lot of business there. So, why did you want to know if I was part of the Republican Guard?"

(Merchant 1) “They get discounts, by government order. Yes, business is good, there are 5,000 Republican Guard soldiers there.”

(Doctor) "Oh, so I see. Well, can't take advantage of the government, then."

(Merchant 1) "We'd bring a truck, but in this mud it is best to go with mules or horses, besides the commandant frowns on vehicles being near the camp."

(Doctor) "So that camp up there is just a regular military camp, nothing of particular interest?"

(Merchant 1) "Nothing worth noting. Just your typical military base, perhaps 10 miles long, by 5 miles wide.”

(Doctor) "I guess so. There doesn't seem to be a lot of people around here, I would expect a large population around the river, and it does seem like there were signs of life here. Do you know what has happened to the people here?

(Merchant 1) "I don't know, I think one of the RGISD moved them away from the river a few weeks ago."

The Doctor, feeling as if he is getting nowhere, politely shakes the hand of one of the merchants and says "Thank you for your time. Take care now."

(Merchant 1) "You also."

The merchant walks away; his friend scolds him in German.

(Merchant 2) “Eile auf, haben Sie genug Zeit verschwendet. Wir wollen dort nicht werden, nachdem die meisten Wachen aus bewegt hat, Arbeitsdetails zu schützen. Wir müssen dort werden, während die meisten Wachen still im Lager sind.”

Translation (Hurry up; you've wasted enough time. We don't want to get there after most of the guards have moved out to guard labor details. We need to get there while most of the guards are still in the camp).

(Merchant 1) “Ich bewege, sich sorgt nicht. Wir werden dort mit genügend Zeit werden, zu verschonen.”
I'm moving, don't worry. We'll get there with plenty of time to spare.

Dr. Thompson heard what he said, and while he only knew a bit of German, he understood something about wasting time, guards moving out to guard labor details and a bit about a camp. 'Interesting' the Doctor thought to him.

The merchants are out of sight in the woods. They talk amongst themselves for a while.

(Merchant 3) “Ich habe jenes auf Bestellungspistole der Kommandant hat gewollt mich, für ihn zu erhalten, hat er gesagt, daß er mich für meine Schwierigkeiten zahlen würde, wenn ich es auf vom Gewehrgeschäft für ihn gewählt habe.”
I've got that custom pistol the commandant wanted me to get for him, he said he'd pay me for my troubles if I picked it up from the gun store for him.

(Merchant 2) “Machte jenen Mann fragt nach dem Lager. Haben Sie ihn nicht erzählt, daß etwas Sie machte? Der Kommandant hat uns schwören gemacht, niemanden um es zu erzählen. Sie wollen unsere Geschäftsgeschäfte nicht vernichten. Wir sind die einzigen Kaufleute für Meilen, die zu den Wachen verkaufen dürfen.”
Did that man ask about the camp. You didn't tell him anything did you? The commandant made us swear to tell nobody about it. You don't want to ruin our business deals. We're the only merchants for miles who get to sell to the guards.

(Merchant 1) “Sorgen Sie sich, ich nicht werde erzählen irgendjemandem irgendetwas nicht, daß Staatssicherheit oder unser Geschäftsumgang beeinträchtigen könnte.”
Don't worry, I'm not going to tell anybody anything that might compromise national security or our business dealings.

(Merchant 3) “Es ist ein Vernichtungslager, das Sie wissen, deswegen es gibt Rauch der Gerüche des Fleisches.”
It's a death camp you know, that is why there is smoke that smells of flesh.

(Merchant 2) (Hostile tone) “Sie haben nie gesehen, daß irgendjemand dort getötet hat, Sie wissen nicht, was Sie besprechen. Schließen Sie nur Ihren Mund.”
You've never seen anybody killed there; you don't know what you're talking about. Just shut your mouth.

(Merchant 1) “Ich habe eine feuernde Gruppe einmal gesehen, schießen sie ungefähr 300 Leute in den Hölzern, haben dann die Körper in Gruben gestoßen.”
I saw a firing squad once, they shot about 300 people in the woods, then pushed the bodies into pits.

(Merchant 2) (A tone that reveals his disregard for what Merchant 1 said) “Deshalb, der um einige Terroristen sich sorgt.”
So, who cares about some terrorists.

(Merchant 1) “Gab es Frauen unter den Schüssen, was bedeuten Sie nur Terroristen?”
There were women amongst those shot, what do you mean just terrorists?

(Merchant 2) “Als Sie machte, Siehe irgendein von das. Sie sind verrückt.”
when did you see any of that. You're crazy.

(Merchant 1) “Jenen Tag Sie zwei link früh und ich war spätes Verlassen, es war ein paar Stunden, bevor die Sonne hinabgegangen ist.”
That day you two left early and I was late leaving, it was a few hours before the sun went down.

(Merchant 2) “Vergessen Sie nur es und nicht zahlt ihm irgendeine Aufmerksamkeit, sie wahrscheinlich haben verdient es.”
Just forget it and don't pay any attention to it, they probably deserved it.

The Doctor walked back to the river campsite and spoke to the ANL delegation quietly.

Dr. Thompson “I talked to those merchants, they insisted the camp was only a regular military camp.”

(Jorge Urquidez) “You couldn't get anything more from them?”

(Dr. Thompson) No, they just said it was a regular military installation. But the two other merchants seemed nervous and agitated. They were quick to end the conversation, and then scolded the one who talked to me.


The 3 merchants and their mule drawn carts move on for about 90 minutes before they come up to the warning signs located 2 miles from the camp, "Movement passed this point forbidden by Republican Guard Internal Security Army. Lethal force authorized for those who move passed this point."

The 3 men knew paid no attention to the sign as they were allowed to sell to the guards on the authority of camp commandant General Gunther Thaller.

It began to rain, large amounts of rain, the sort that made it hard to hear anything.

At the river campsite, Major Ludwig von Bock was in his tent reading a letter from his wife; he was smoking a cigar and listening to classical music. Of the 500 guards assigned to the river campsite, about 200 of them were swimming in the river; another 100 were engaged in baseball, football, and other sports. About another 100 of the guards were on leave and in the nearest town, eating, drinking, womanizing, etc.

The remaining 100 guards were mostly cleaning their rifles, reading magazines and books, they were all in their tents, nobody wanted to be out in the rain. The men in the river stopped swimming and ran for their tents, the guards playing sports also ran for their tents. When the rain started, everybody who wasn’t in a tent ran for one.

It was unusually dark for the time, it was about 11:15 a.m. and it appeared to be 9:00 p.m. out. The black and gray clouds hung low in the sky. It was though they had chased the sun away. Lightning would periodically strike a tree, and it would vaporize.

The soldiers had taken cover so quickly; because they were worried that gas residue from West Jackson Township might hit them. It had been almost a week since chemical weapons were fired at the black township, but they were still going to be cautious. There could still be VX lingering about, it could stick around for up to 8 days. The tents were made of material that offered added protection against NBC agents. But if they had to, they always had their NBC suits with them.

Major Ludwig von Bock walked into the doctor's tent. "Doctor, I suggest you stay in your tent until the storm passes. Here, if you begin to feel chest spasms call for a medic and inject these into your upper leg." (He tosses him a packet of 3 combopens. Anti-nerve agent items)

Dr. Thompson looked at Major Bock and said, "Thank you very much, may I ask what is going on? Also, do the other team members have these combopens and are in their tent?

(Major Bock) “Yes, they've been given them. We have some industrial problems in this nation, there was a recent accident not too far from here, just want to be sure the rains don't carry any deadly chemicals this way.”

(Doctor) "Oh, ok, then. We'll stand by. Thank you again."

(Major Bock) By the way, it's Atropine-Oxime; so don't inject it unless you're sure you've been exposed, because the Atropine-Oxime is itself a poison. Meant only to be taken if you're certain that you've been exposed.”

(Doctor) “Oh, ok then. I hope the others don't inject themselves out of fear. (Dr. Thompson chuckles)

(Major Bock) "If they do, call a medic, and we'll immediately begin treatment for atropine poisoning.”

(Major Bock) "Well Doctor, I am returning to my tent, I suggest you stay in your tent and keep out of the rain."

(Doctor) “Okay.”

The doctor's tent flap is only open for perhaps a few seconds while the Major walks out, but the doctor sees four soldiers in NBC suits with their rifles walking on the other side of the river, perhaps 400 yards away.

The Doctor, alarmed then looks out for a second to see where the other team members are...Jorge is in the tent right across and Xihuitl's silhouette is in his tent, so that seems alright. The Doctor crawls back inside and zips his tent.


From one of the tents, a Republican Guard soldier yells, "I smell, Camphor!!." Immediately large commotions begin as soldiers dive to put on their NBC suits. A small amount of Soman residue is moving towards the campsite. They plan to better be safe than sorry, and several of the soldiers know that they were exposed to it when they begin to experience the first effects. They quickly injected themselves with the combopens.

Major Ludwig von Bock decked out in an NBC suit comes running to the doctor's tent. "Put this on." he tosses him an NBC suit.

"Right." The doctor quickly put on the NBC suit. He knew how to put it on quickly, for he had much practice during the drills of the civil war.

The major radioed the camp commandant and said, "Chemical Code 1, suit up." A loud siren sounded from the camp that could be heard at the river campsite. In the camp the guards all suited up and ran for the bunkers and concrete buildings, anything that had an NBC filtration system. Only the guards in the machine gun towers and watchtowers remained at their posts. The 3 merchants on the path about 1/2 mile from the camp stopped and put their NBC suits on.

Jorge Urquidez broke out his portable laptop and chemistry set. He a small probe in the air and watched the computer screen. In flashed with warning signs. “Detected, Soman and VX agent. Amounts miniscule but risk significant to those without protection.”

Although the NBC suit made it difficult to see the screen, the words came out perfectly clear.

In the camp General Reginald Smith and the DPUO reporter Natalie, both of whom were just getting out of the helicopter, rushed for cover also.

(Smith) (Nervous yet serious tone) “Quickly, follow me.”

(Natalie) (Inquisitive) “What is going on.”

(Smith) (Deadly serious yet with a hint of panic) “No time to explain. Hold your breath and run.” (They both run about 300 yards until they get to the concrete armory building that has an NBC filtration system).

RG soldiers in NBC suits are at the door and once he and the woman get in, they enter and shut the door behind them. They are in the airlock part of the armory (The front blast door and then the airlock, then the secondary door opens into the armor. A captain who took cover in the armor tells them over an intercom, to “Those without NBC suits, strip down to your underwear and prepare to be hit with cleansing fluid.” The two soldiers in the NBC Suits line up against the wall and prepare for the cleansing fluid.

Reginald Smith begins to take off his shirt and pants, he tells Natalie, “You’d better do likewise.”

Bumping

Updated list of key figures of CM and some laws (I couldn't sleep, so I worked on this. Now I'm tired, so it's off to bed). :)

Premier Curtis Fabus (43) Head of state and government for Communist Mississippi. Also, he is the leader of the Revolutionary Right Party. American descended from English. Ranked as the 3rd handsomest public figure in CM. Richest man in CM due to that fact he takes 1% of all national taxes for himself, and he owns many companies.

George Fabus (22) A son of the Premier and he is also the deputy commander of Domestic Intelligence for the Department of Internal Security. Controls all access to Premier Fabus (nobody sees the Premier without going through George Fabus).

Eleanor Fabus (21) A daughter of the Premier, she is the Minister of Education. Approved the requirement for racial science, political loyalty, and weapons training to take place in all schools, whether public or private.


Henry Fabus (20) A son of the Premier and Deputy Minister of Defense. Oversees all civil guards units. Also works in the Domestic Intelligence branch of the Department of Internal Security.

Roger “Bloody Saber” Fabus (19) A son of the Premier and deputy commander of the entire Republican Guard. Also works in the Domestic Intelligence branch of the Department of Internal Security. Famed for his fights against tribals (Indians in Mississippi and Blacks in Africa) Commands the 2nd Brigade of Horse Cavalry in the RGISA (It is an independent brigade but it operates within the Republican Guard Internal Security Army). He received his nickname when he was 18 after his unit ran out of ammunition in a battle against Indians and he launched a saber charge that routed the Indians and won the battle.

Victoria Fabus (18 ) A daughter of the Premier serves as a Deputy Minister of Justice for the People’s Justice Department (It’s just a kangaroo court). Also she serves as a diplomat in the department of foreign relations.

William Fabus (17) A son of the Premier he is a Dashing and charming horse cavalry general who is also a superb tactician. Commands the 1st Brigade of Horse Cavalry in the RGISA (It is an independent brigade but it operates within the Republican Guard Internal Security Army).

Captain Arthur Nelson (26) He is the Captain of the Premier’s Personal Guard Company, Alpha Company of the 1st RG Division “Curtis Fabus”. Captain Nelson is fiercely loyal to the Premier and the company always accompanies the Premier. Whatever estate he is at, they follow him.

General Bertrand “The Butcher” Navarre (42) the commander of the 1st RGISD (Republican Guard Internal Security Division). Born in Mississippi shortly after his parents fled Algeria in 1962. Frenchman. He got his nickname from a guerilla propaganda radiobroadcast for what happened when he was a major in 1991 and what he ordered his battalion to do to over 2,000 enemy guerilla who had surrendered (The only time he ever had anybody executed, but the nickname stuck. The prisoners were guerillas that had been killing civilians, so he didn’t think they deserved any mercy). Ranked as the 4th handsomest public figure in CM, also considerably wealthy.

General Manfred Eichman (41) The inspector general of all camps. Supported the idea for VX gas chambers.

General Francisco "Chemical” Salazar (42) the overall commander of the RGISA (Republican Guard Internal Security Army. 20 Divisions total). Born in 1962 in Portuguese controlled Angola, his family fled to Mississippi in 1975 when Portuguese rule ended in Angola. Portuguese. He got his nickname because over the years he has ordered or authorized virtually every major chemical weapons attack against guerillas, tribals, population centers of “undesirables”, etc. Ranked as the 2nd handsomest public figure in CM.

Field Marshal Dr. Baldur von Schacht “Doctor Of Death” (42) The overall commander of Special Weaponry research and development. He earned his nickname by conducting experiments with chemical and biological weapons on people. He also conducts high-altitude, temperature, and other experiments on POWs and detainees. Came up with the idea for VX gas chambers.

General Reginald “Bloody Hands” Smith (41) the commander of the 2nd RGISD (Republican Guard Internal Security Division). Head of Internal Security Operations in Hinds, Rankin, and Madison counties. Tasked with overseeing “Operation Purification”. Born in Mississippi in 1963. American descended from English. Supported the idea for VX gas chambers. Ranked as the handsomest public figure if CM. A unit of RG soldier gave Smith his nickname in 1988 when he was a captain and in battle again Indians. It was noticed that he had a large amount of blood on his hands, because he had just personally executed ten captured Indian warriors. The name stuck and caught on; and now his friends in the high command call him “Bloody Hands” Smith. Smith is also the deputy commander of the Republican Guard Internal Security Army.

General Wilhelm “Drunkard” Ernst (42) the commander of the DIS (Department of Internal Security) DIS oversees the all Internal Security operations. Born in Mississippi in 1962. American descended from Germans. He earned his nickname by being the most obvious drunk in the military high command, he showed up drunk to a meeting and vomited on the strategic map. Needless to say, the Premier was less than pleased, but he overlooked it because of the longtime friendship he has with Ernst. (They were childhood friends). He was demoted to captain for allowing an enemy operative to get valuable information. But shortly thereafter he was promoted back to General after fighting fiercely in a battle against Indians. Ranked as the 5th handsomest public figure in CM.

General Gunther Thaller (44) The notorious commandant of North Jackson #17 detainment camp. He is a brigade commander in the 2nd Republican Guard Division. He has personally executed detainees for taking fruit from “his trees”. He considers anything inside the camp to be his and unless permission is asked it is stealing to take it.

Minister of Party Propaganda Joseph “The Jew Baiter” Mladic (39) the chief propaganda minister of Communist Mississippi. Renowned for his history of provoking Jews into exploding with rage against him on national TV while he maintained a calm and cool composure, he attempted to get Jews to come across as violent and mean people who don’t like to debate but rather attack enemies. One of his episodes of “Jew Baiting” resulted in him receiving a broken nose and a black eye when he told a Jewish man that, “Swine like you are only here because they didn’t kill enough of your grandparents during World War two.” He is the chief editor and the owner of the newspaper, “On the Attack”, and does the radio broadcast, “Exposing the Enemy”. His most famous quote, printed in his newspaper, is “The Jews are our misfortune.”

Minister of Finance Alfred Speer (41) He is the minister of finance for Communist Mississippi and one of his sons (Karl Speer) is a youth sgt training for the Republican Guard. Speer mainly oversees allocation of proper funds and labor to government projects. He is heavily involved in the forced labor camps as he worked out the projected profits and costs that the camps would produce. He is not involved with the death camps.

Minister of Economics Fritz “The Calculator” Ernst (41) He is the minister of economics for CM, brother of Wilhelm Ernst. He is a very intelligent man and he earned his nickname after some of his peers said, “Fritz is like a calculator.” The nickname stuck. He is tasked with working out projected industrial production, making sure things are properly allocated etc. He is involved with the forced labor camps, but not the death camps.

Minister of Foreign Affairs Paul Stahlecker (40) He is the minister of Foreign Affairs for CM. Very intelligent (IQ of 163). He stands out because he is 6’4 and is very imposing. Rumor has it that when Eleanor Fabus was 19 and Stahlecker was 38, that the two had an affair, it is unclear if this actually occurred and if they are still seeing each other. He helps see to it that friendly foreign nations that need military and economy assistance get it. He also helps see to it that white guerilla armies are in communication with CM military forces.

Minister of Defense Vladimir Markovic (48 ) He is the minister of Defense for Communist Mississippi. He oversees all allocations of funds for the armed forces and other defense forces.

Minister of Intelligence Radomir Stevanovic (47) He is the minister of Intelligence for Communist Mississippi. Works directly with the Department of Internal Security (DIS), the DIS SP (Secret Police), and the DIS DI (Domestic Intelligence).

Minister of the Interior Arthur Frick (39) He is the minister of the Interior for Communist Mississippi. He is a firm believer in the Revolutionary Right Party and the Premier Curtis Fabus. Was a paratrooper from 1983-1985 (medical discharge after injured in combat). His main responsibility is drafting, signing, and administering laws.

Major Ludwig von Bock (35) Officer in the 1st Brigade of the 2nd RG Division. Assigned to guard North Jackson Camp #17.

Captain Felix Ohlendorf (28 ) Officer in the 1st Brigade of the 2nd RG Division. Commands firing squads at North Jackson Camp #17.




Noteworthy Communist Mississippi Laws.


Communist Mississippi Laws. From the Official Government website.

Our glorious Comrade Premier Curtis Fabus came to power in 1984 after a revolution against globalists capitalists who were sending Mississippi down the path of racial, social, moral, political, and economic suicide.

The Jackson City Laws of 1986 (racial laws)- Forbade cohabitation of whites with non-whites in the same dwelling. Outlawed inter-racial relations forbade the marriages of different races, and outlawed inter-racial adoptions. Forbade Kosher Slaughter, decreed that all Jewish shops must prominently display an Israeli flag (so people know which shops to avoid). All Jews were required to register with the government. Violations of any parts of this law often resulted in public hanging. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Crime Control Act of 1984- Ordered the registration of all firearms and caches of ammunition. Signed into law by Congress.

Crime Control Act II of 1986- Ordered the confiscation of all firearms except those owned by whites. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Industrial Reform Act of 1984- Nationalized all key manufacturing industry that was deemed crucial to national defense (Munitions and such). Signed into law by Congress.

Industrial Reform Act II of 1984- Forbade outsourcing of jobs from any industry. Signed into law by Congress.

Military Reform Act of 1984- Created the Republican Guard and the Republican Guard Internal Security Army. Authorized 5 Divisions in the RGISA and 2 Divisions in the RG. Signed into law by Congress.

Military Reform Act II of 1986- Raised the number of Divisions of the RGISA to 10, raised the RG divisions to 8, and allowed for 1 independent cavalry brigade. The changes would take place over the next 10 years. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Military Reform Act III of 1987- Raised the number of Divisions of the RGISA to 20, allowed for 2 independent cavalry brigades, and raised the number of RG Divisions to 28. The changes would take place over the next 10 years. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Joseph Mladic Education Reform Bill of 1985- Mandated all students must regardless of age receive education in racial science, weapons training, and political loyalty. Signed into law by Premier Fabus.

Group Areas Act of 1985- Declared which counties were “white” and which counties were “non-white”. Set aside that certain counties were off-limits to non-whites. Signed into law by Congress.

National ID Act of 1984- Declared all people must present a nationally issued ID card at any time when requested to by members of the Armed Forces, the RG, the RGISA, the DIS, and law enforcement. Signed into law by Congress.

County Pass Act of 1985- Declared that all people must have a county travel pass to cross county lines. Also people must be searched before crossing county lines. Also, they must have a county travel record book stamped when they enter and exit any county. Signed into law by Congress.

General Pass Act of 1985- Declared all people who were in CM would need a nationally issued General Travel pass and would have to present it when requested to do so by government forces and law enforcement. Tourists would have to get temporary General Passes. Signed into law by Congress.

Temporary Travel Visa Act of 1985- All foreigners must be approved for a temporary travel visa that will serve the same purpose of the County Pass and the National ID, only temporarily. Signed into law by Congress.

Sensible Immigration Act of 1984- Banned all non-white immigration to Communist Mississippi. Signed into law by Congress

Political Parties Act of 1984- Banned all parties except The Mississippi Stalinist Party. (Aka, the Revolutionary Rightist Party) Signed into law by Congress.

National Security Act of 1984- Established the Department of Internal Security and the Domestic Intelligence as a Branch of the Department of Internal Security. Also established the DIS police (Secret Police). Signed into law by Congress.

Government Allocation Act of 1987- Allowed for the government to tax up to 80% of a person’s annual total income. Secretly allowed that Premier Fabus would get 1% of all national taxes (Each year he gets about 170 billion from taxes, and about 300 billion from his various corporations) Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Government Monopoly Act of 1987- Permitted the Premier to grant monopolies to corporations. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Judicial Reform Act of 1987- Disbanded the Supreme Court, and granted the responsibilities of the court to the Premier. Signed into law by Congress.

Legislative Reform Act of 1987- Disbanded the Congress, and granted the responsibilities of Congress to the Premier. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

The Civil Guards Act of 1987- Established that the government would equip, fund, and through any means necessary, support local bands of private citizens who formed civil guards units. The units had to be government approved though. The only units the government approved were those formed by members of the White Knights of Mississippi. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.


Holiday Act of 1987- Made both Stalin’s birthday and Hitler’s birthday national holidays. Signed into law by Premier Fabus

State Sponsored Church Act of 1987- Established Southern Baptist as the state sponsored church that would be supported by federal taxes. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Protection of Industry Act of 1988- Banned strikes, banned labor unions, and banned any attempts to coerce management to accept unreasonable labor demands. Those convicted of violation of the act would be imprisoned in re-education camps. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Media Control Act of 1986- Banned foreign media from operating without expressed government permission. Any media figure, who without permission; took pictures of the Republican Guard, could be punished by hanging. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Espionage Deterrence Act of 1991- Permitted the public hanging of spies and all those deemed as foreign operatives. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Citizenship Clarification Act of 1992- Passed at the urging of General Reginald Smith and Propaganda Minister Joseph Mladic. It established that non-whites were not citizens under the law and therefore were entitled to no protections that the law afforded. However, it upheld that they were bound by the laws the regulate behavior, commerce, etc, and they could be punished for breach of such laws. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Indian Resettlement Act of 1992- Established the 5 tribal reservations. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Industrial Reform Act of 1994- Allowed that the government could intervene if there was a threat of a strike in an industry deemed crucial to national security. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Crime Fighting Act of 1995- Allowed that the government could detain indefinitely without notifying anybody, those deemed a threat to national security. Also allowed that if the person detained was a threat to national security, the government was under no obligation to allow them to contact anybody. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Big Brother Act of 1995- Established that all automobiles would be required to have tracking chips installed in them. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Labor Control Act of 1995- Required that all people making below $40,000 per year would have to have a chip installed in them (So the bosses can keep track of the workers and make sure they’re working). Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Road Act of 1995- Built massive rural road systems to improve the quality of life of those in rural areas. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Public Utilities Usage Act of 1995- Prohibited local utilities owned by whites from doing business with non-whites. Required non-whites provide their own power, water, sewer etc. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Media Reform Bill of 1995- Decreed that all non-whites would be permanently banned from any and all forms of media that might wind up viewed or read by whites. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Hospital Reform Bill of 1995- Declared that under no circumstances would a non-white be admitted to a white hospital, and that no white doctor, nurse, etc would be allowed to treat a non-white, and vice versa. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Property Reallocation Act of 1995- Declared the property of non-whites would become belong to the government in the event of their death. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Title of Nobility Act of 1996- Declared that citizens could hold titles of nobility. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Feudal Act of 1998- Revived the feudal system as a viable economic system. Allowed for those granted the title of baron or higher to use the feudal system and keep control over serfs. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Scientific Research Act of 1999- Allowed for 10 billion dollars to be spent over a 2-year period to research racial issues and such. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Industrial Reform Act of 1999- Denationalized most industries that had been nationalized. Provided subsidies to boost production. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Industrial Reform Act of 2000- Decreed that the minimum wage was abolished as it was unproductive to business. Also decreed that workers could be fired without reason. Declared, “The business of government is business. Declared the corporations were “People under the law, and entitled to the protections of the law.” Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Deportation Act of 2003- Decreed that non-whites would no longer be allowed to leave the nation, as it seemed inevitable that the government would ultimately have to find a permanent solution for them anyway. (Banned non-whites from emigrating out of Communist Mississippi). Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Civilian Protection Act of 2003- declared that if foreign bomber pilots ever bailed out over Communist Mississippi, that citizens were legally allowed to lynch them if they had dropped bombs that hit civilian targets. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Orders Act of 2004- (Passed Secretly) Declared that all those who refused to carry out their orders in the upcoming Operation Purification would be court-martialed. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Deportation Act of 2004- (Passed Secretly) Ordered all non-whites deported from their homes for their own safety. They would go to temporary holding camps. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Property Seizure Act of 2004- (Passed Secretly) Ordered seized all property owned by non-whites. Signed into law by Arthur Frick.

Bumpy

DPUO and I worked this out via messenger. He handled the role of Natalie, I did the other characters.


Reginald Smith and DPUO reporter Natalie weere in the decontamination / airlock of the armory, Smith had removed his clothing and was awaiting the cleansing fluid to spray him. He was growing impatient with Natalie.

(Smith) “Remove your shirt and pants.”

(Natalie) "Why the fu-- would I do that?!"

(Smith) "Do you know what Soman gas is."

(Natalie) "Indeed I do, and I can see no way in which removing what little protection I have from the elements would make my death any less rapid!"

(Smith) “This building is NBC filtered, but we are not going to be allowed out of this airlock until we remove our clothing and get hit with the cleansing fluid. The storm brought residue of Soman gas from a nearby township.”

(Natalie) "Wonderful. Well I hope to God I get it back."

(Smith) "You'll get a republican guard uniform to wear. The clothing must be incinerated."

(Natalie) "Fine." (She begins disrobing rapidly) "And avert your eyes, thank you."

Smith chuckles as he turns around.

She notices he has a tattoo on his right shoulder of a parachute with rifle going diagonally through it, she inquires about it.

(Natalie) "Parachute regiment, right?"

(Smith) “Yes, same one as the Premier. Salazar was in it, Wilhelm Ernst was in it, and Navarre was in it. We were all in the same regiment.”

She also cannot help but admire the excellent physical condition that Smith has kept himself in. She inquires about how he finds the time to keep himself in such great shape.

(Natalie) "How do you find the time to keep in such shape? I presume extensive training to keep in Para condition?"

(Smith) “No, I still am a paratrooper, well not officially, it's a secret, but I make regular operational jumps along with the men. I personally lead many paratroopers into battle. The Premier prefers nobody know because of my importance to the regime. The Premier also often will personally lead paratroopers into battle.”

(Natalie) "Not sensible."

The captain inside the armory speaks over the intercom. "Cover your eyes. The spraying is about to begin."

Smith closes his eyes as the liquid hits him; he is sprayed for perhaps 30 seconds. Then a large vent in the ceiling turns on and sucks all of the liquid residue out, about 20 seconds later, the secondary door opens and smith and Natalie enter the armory.

A sergeant tosses Smith a camouflage uniform, he puts it on. The Sgt also tosses one to Natalie; she notices it is probably at least one or two sizes too big.


(Natalie) "Snug."

The captain in the armory calls smith over to him, they talk quietly "General do you know what happened? Was there a VX leak in the storage bunker?"

(Smith) "No, it was residue from the gas attack launched against West Jackson Township about 1 week ago."

(Captain) "So the VX stored here has not been compromised?"

(Smith) "As far as I know, your gas storage bunkers are safe."

(Captain) "Good.”



Smith walks back over to Natalie, "Well, nothing to do but just wait here."

(Natalie) "Yay."

(Smith) "So what do you think of the camp so far? Hardly what you expected is it."

(Natalie) "Not exactly. Of course the fact I'm now seeing very little of it means I shall have to reserve judgment until a later date."

On the wall is a sign titled, "Attention! VX Gas Danger." It gives instructions for how to recognize signs of exposure to VX gas, and what to do in the event a leak is detected.

(Natalie) "How optimistic." (She looks around) "You sure there aren't any gas masks round here?"

The captain overhears her, "Don't worry ma'am, the gas isn't stored in here, those signs are just standard, they are present in every building." The captain continues, "And besides, there ain't no safer place you could be if there was a leak. This building has got an NBC filtration system, and plenty of NBC suits just laying around."

Natalie notices hundreds of M-14 rifles line the walls; there is a sign above the rifles. "All rifles must be accounted for at the end of each day.”

(Natalie) "That has to be re-stated?"

(Captain) "We just want to make sure none of the rifles go missing."

(Captain) "Some of the inmates sometimes do cleaning work in this building, and we don't want them stealing rifles."

There is another sign, next to a row of M-249 SAWs. "All guard units for labor details operating outside of the camp must have at least 1 SAW."

Natalie and Smith sit around for about 30 minutes. The storm passes, they wait about 10 minutes more, and there are detection teams outside walking about the camp. They give it the all clear. It was about 11:45 a.m. when they left the armory.



A whistle sounds 3 times and the captain says, "All Clear."


(Smith) (To Natalie) "Well that's the all clear, shall we go then?"

(Natalie) "Yep."

Smith and Natalie exit the armory

(Smith) "What do you want to see first, this camp is about 10 miles long by 5 miles wide."


(Natalie) "Well, why not just walk. I've got all day. In fact, I've got all of a number of days." (She laughs harshly)

They are moving passed the administration building; a man in a general's uniform walks out, "Greetings General Smith, who is your friend? Is this the woman who is to tour my camp? I am General Gunther Thaller."

(Smith) "Yes."

(Thaller) "You will find that the primary purpose of this camp is to rehabilitate the criminals of the nation. We have approximately 500,000 criminals in this camp."

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: (Lot of criminals for one camp.)

Natalie notices about 500 armed guards in NBC suits are escorting about 10,000 prisoners through a nearby gate. She wonders why. She inquires what is going on.

(Natalie) "Where're they going?”

(Thaller) "They are going to work in a nearby coal mine. We believe hard labor can reform even the most hardened criminal."

(Thaller) "And if they aren't reformed, at least the state benefits from their labor, and society benefits by not being plagued with criminals."

(Natalie) "I see."

She inquires why the guards are wearing NBC suits

(Natalie) "Why exactly are THEY wearing NBC suits and we aren't?"

(Thaller) "Because there may still be gas residue. And we are not going to chance a guard getting injured. Inmates are expendable, guards are not."

She inquires why she has no suit.

(Natalie) "And I am also expendable."

(Thaller) "I didn't mean to imply that. I am sorry. Would you care for a suit? I am not wearing one though. The risk inside the camp is not nearly as great as the risk outside the camp."

(Natalie) "I'd still appreciate one."

(Thaller) "Fine, I'll get you one." (In a cynical tone) "Would you also like help putting it on?"

(Natalie) (Icily) "Thank you, no."

(Thaller) "Well not many women, especially women who are just reporters, know how to put on an NBC suit."

(Natalie) "You are perhaps unaware that I have also seen service. Do you think our military so foolish as to not tell us how to put on one of these?"

(Thaller) “Ah, women in the military. Yes I forgot, there are many stupid nations out there.”

(Thaller) (Calls loudly) "Sgt, get this "Woman" an NBC suit." (The way he says "woman" is cynical, implying she acts like a man).

(Natalie) "General, perhaps you would like to see exactly how this 'woman' can act."

(Thaller) "Are you threatening me?”

(Natalie) "I am warning you not to be so complacent, nor so sure of your own supremacy."

(Thaller) "Is that a threat? I'll have you know I am a qualified expert in hand to hand combat and I am was even an instructor in it."

(Natalie) "And I'll have you know that I can still put up a fight, and that IF I go home black and blue thanks to your inability to control yourself when you feel your dominance threatened, it will be your head."

(Thaller) "Calm down "ma'am", I am not threatening you. For crying out loud, keep your top on."

The Sgt walks over with an NBC suit in the packaging. (Sgt) "General I have the suit you requested." (General Thaller) "Give it to him." (Points to Natalie)

(Natalie) (Quietly) "Blind as well as foolish."

The sgt looks perplexed and says "Him? Sir, she's a girl."

(Thaller) "Then tell her to act as a woman should." The sgt hands Natalie the packaging.

The Sgt turns to walk away, Thaller speaks, "Sgt, perhaps you need to help the lady put her suit on. I don't think she knows how to do it properly."

(Natalie) "Thank you, sergeant. I am however fully able to put this thing on." She begins to put it on quickly

(Thaller) "Yes Sgt I forgot, Mr. reporter can put his own suit on." The Sgt walks away.

(Natalie) "You are trying my patience."

(Thaller) "Would you like to hit me, prove how manly you are."

(Natalie) "No."

(Thaller) "Well this is the only chance you will get. Take a swipe at me. Go ahead. I won't hit you back. Hit me. Go on, do it, unless you're afraid."

"I am." (She looks down) "Can you get the sergeant back here?"

(Thaller) "Why?"

(Natalie) "I can't get this on and I'm not having you do it."

(Thaller) "Ah so the little girl admits she needs help." (Turns his head to call the sgt) "Sgt, come back here a moment would you."

(While his head is turned, she swings her leg and kicks him in the balls with the toe of her shoe).

(Natalie) "I'll give you help!"

The General grabs his crotch and falls over screaming, "You bi--- you kicked me, I said you hit not kick, you bi--- I'll have you shot for that. Godd-----".

The Sgt walks over.

(Natalie) "How funny. Sergeant, he isn't well. Poor guy."

The Sgt shrugs his shoulders and walks away.

Smith just says, "Gunther, don't be such an ass next time, she may just be a helpless woman, but you didn't have to rub it in. I'd go to the doctor and have him check your di--, make sure it's okay."

(Thaller) (Groaning) "I'll have you shot bi---, you'll pay."

(Smith) (To Natalie) "Let's just move along and try to forget about this."

(Natalie) "Yes."

They start to walk away, Thaller struggles into a standing position, he fires his pistol in the air, "Where are you going you bi---."

(Smith) (Loud and forcefully) "Thaller, put your gun back in the holster."

(Thaller) "No, she needs to be taught a lesson."

(Smith) "Thaller, that's a direct order. Put the gun away or I'll have you busted down to lieutenant so fast your head will spin."

(Thaller) (Reluctantly) "Yes sir." (He holsters his gun).

(Natalie gives him a V sign)

Smith turns to move on, "Come along Ms. Rush, there is plenty to see." Thaller gives Natalie the evil eye and moves a finger across his neck while making a slicing sound.


(Natalie) (To Smith) "Sorry. He was just being such an as-h--e."

(Smith) "Yes, but when a man says you can hit him, don't kick him. Especially where you kicked him. You're lucky he didn't shoot you, he's killed people for less."

(Natalie) "He's not that stupid, surely?"

(Smith) "No isn't stupid, he just has a rage problem. I was here once visiting him, and he shot an inmate because he took an apple from the tree outside the administration office. Thaller said it was his tree and nobody was going to touch it."

(Natalie) "That makes him insane if you ask me."

(Smith) "Well they measured his IQ at 158. He's very capable and he's a superb tactician."

(Smith) "Ever since his wife died, he hasn't been the same though. She died about eight years back and they say he never got over her death."

It was about 12:15 p.m. when Natalie and Smith arrived at the main inmate barracks of the camp, (Barracks Row A). Approximately 200 identical barracks that housed about 80,000 inmates.

A guard captain walked over, (he raises his right arm into the air) "Hail Comrade Premier Fabus." (Smith returns the salute) "Hail Fabus."

(Captain Felix Ohlendorf) (To Natalie) "I am Captain Felix Ohlendorf of the 1st Brigade of the 2nd RG Division. You are free to speak with any of the inmates, I ask that if any of them attempt to pass papers or such to you that you report them to me immediately. (Quietly) There are many organized crime figures in here who might want to try to still issue orders to their groups."

(Natalie) "Right."

She sees several inmates painting one of the barracks; she walks up to them and asks them several questions

(Natalie) "Greetings."

(Inmate 1) "Hello, who are you? Are you with the merchants who sell things to the guards?"

(Natalie) "No, I'm not."

(She casts her vision around to the guards)

"Listen, I'm a reporter. The only reason I'm not here is I'm from a foreign country. What's this place like?"

(Inmate 2) "Oh we can't complain, it's alright here, the food isn't nearly as bad as what peasants on the outside have to eat." (His reply sounded rehearsed).

(Natalie) "Really?" (She arches an eyebrow)

(Inmate 3) "And the Commandant is the nicest man I've ever met."

(Inmate 1) "Yes, the guards are ever so friendly and nice."

(Inmate 2) "And the doctors take care of anybody who gets sick."

(Natalie) (She leans forward) "I'll make sure that's well known."

(Inmate 2) "Dr Baldur von Schacht is the top doctor, he comes here sometimes to take care of people personally."

(Natalie) "Really?"

(Inmate 2) "Yes. And nobody ever complains about the treatment they get from Schacht. He must be a nice man. Nobody ever complains." (The way he repeated, "nobody ever complains" struck her as disturbing).

(Natalie) (She whispers) "I'll bet they don't. This will be heard. All of it."

A guard walks over and yells, "Back to work you swine, we're not feeding you so you can sit around and chat with others."



And this was when he had to leave because his sister chased him off the computer. We resume from here shortly.

[code:1:5fdaf6bdec] Bumpy [/code:1:5fdaf6bdec]

At the Premier’s primary estate, “Stalingrad” the mansion on the estate, the 4 story bunker below the mansion.

General Navarre moved quickly down the 60 flights of stairs from the basement of the mansion to the bunker entrance. The sound of his boots clicking on the stairs echoed throughout the stairwell. Every few flights of stairs there would be two or three guards some standing, some sitting, blowing clouds of smoke with cigarettes and cigars. They all clicked their heels and stood at attention as the general walked by.

His right hand, which contained his duke’s baton swung back and forth as he walked. (He is the duke of Neshoba County).

The air in the stairwell was cold and damp, to add to this discomfort, the lighting was iffy at best. Navarre cursed at having to spend the time to take the stairs, but he didn’t mind the exercise. He wanted to talk with the Premier immediately, but since the elevator was out, the stairs were the only option to him.

Navarre realized that he had won; well he would win shortly. The Republican Guard Internal Security Army would finally be an independent organization operating directly under the command of Republican Guard High Command, rather than the Department of Internal Security and the DIS Domestic Intelligence Branch. General Reginald Smith and his faction that had wanted to keep the RGISA under DIS authority were being arrested and rounded up. Dr. Schacht had gone quietly, well quietly after they broke his jawbone and he was left unable to communicate except for mostly unintelligible insults and obscenities.


Navarre paused for a second, as the damp air brought back memories, his most hated memories, the memories he had always tried to banish to a far away corner of his mind. It had been more than a decade since the massacre his unit perpetrated against Indian warriors who had surrendered in battle.

It was thirteen years ago in 1991 when there was an Indian uprising on one of the tribal lands. Navarre was a major in the paratroopers. He was sent as part of the force to crush it. His orders were to end the uprising, nothing was specified about taking prisoners, but it was implied by High Command that quarter be given if possible.

The Indians had killed some white civilians; one of whom was Navarre’s brother, and Navarre was in no mood for giving mercy. He remembered it well, the cold damp air of that early autumn morning, the dew was still of the grass, the sounds of the nigh animals had only just started to fade as the night began to give way to the day.

The sun was just starting to awaken from behind the clouds. The silence and peace of the early morning was interrupted by a pistol shot, and then machine guns and rifles joined in, the screams of those vainly running for cover, but no, there was to be no escape, it was a massacre. Navarre remembered it well; he had fired the first shot of the massacre from his pistol.

They had herded about 2,000 Indian warriors that had surrendered into a nearby field, they had told them they were to wait there until trucks could be procured to take them to a prison facility.

The Indians believing every word of it sat down and waited, they thought they would be granted mercy. The indian chief realized some of his warriors had killed white civilians, but that was just a few, he had thought, “Surely the white men will realize it was not all of us that killed, but only a few men to whom honor means nothing.”

Whether or not the whites realized it didn’t really matter, they didn’t really care to spend time sorting out the good from the bad, they wanted to be done with these indians and then move along to continue the fighting elsewhere.

The Indian chief stood up as he saw the first of the trucks roll down the road towards the field, plowing through the bushes and snapping twigs. The Indians began to stand up and were readying for the ride to the prison camp. They were glad they wouldn’t have to walk, some of the men were telling jokes to each other, talking about how it wouldn’t be so bad in the prison camp, “Perhaps it would only be for a few weeks, until the fighting is over”, some of them told each other.

There were perhaps already 120 paratroopers in the field guarding them, and there were ½ dozen hummers. An officer stepped out from one of the hummers, he moved with an arrogance and self-confidence that most of the Indians thought excessive even for a white officer.

The officer moved forward, stopping about 300 feet from the group on Indians. The trucks pulled into the field and formed a circle around the Indians. The officer called out to them, his words were their death sentence, “For crimes against white civilians, and crimes against the white race, you shall be shown no mercy, and your lives are now forfeit.”

With those words, Navarre fired one pistol shot into the crowd; the trucks tossed open their flaps to reveal heavy machine guns. The machine guns sang their song of death, they cut the Indians down like one scythes wheat. Hundreds of Indians tried to run forward either to escape or attack their would be executors, whatever they were doing Navarre didn’t care; he just wanted them did. Navarre swung his pistol left and right, firing.

An Indian had made it to without about 20 feet of Navarre, he swung his pistol, and pulled the trigger, it clicked empty, he quickly withdrew the knife that he had and threw it at the Indian who was about 6 feet away from him when the knife slammed into his chest and sent him flying backwards.

Navarre put a new magazine in his pistol, and continued to fire at Indians. Hollow pointed 45 caliber bullets impacting with deadly accuracy against the unarmed foes. The machine guns had decimated most of Indians. Now soldiers were walking through the mess of bodies and finishing off those who exhibited any signs of life. They’d kick the body, if it moved, pistol shot to the head.

He went over to the man who had the knife stuck in him, he looked down into his eyes, and they silently pled for mercy. Navarre just callously swung his pistol towards the man’s head and fired, blowing the top ½ of his head clear off. Brains and blood splattered all over Navarre, he withdrew his knife from the man and warm blood drenched his hands. At the time he relished the sensation of the warm blood of his enemies soaking his hands.

Navarre would be nicknamed Bertrand “The Butcher” Navarre. It was a nickname he hated, he had never killed an unarmed person before that day, and never after. It was only one day of his life, thirteen years ago, but he had not forgotten once since then. The other generals, they had killed and slaughtered without compunction, but Navarre was racked with guilt and was in nearly constant internal conflict.

He shook himself from his thoughts and continued down the bunker stairs to meet with the Premier. Now wasn’t the time to feel guilty over dead Indians. Navarre had made himself feel slightly better by constantly reassuring himself that the Indians were just beastly animals, who deserved to die, but he didn’t really believe that; but it kept him from going crazy with guilt, so he just accepted it and tried to forget about it.

He slipped back into his mind; once again he was deep in thought. He had wanted a nickname that spoke of his military genius or his bravery. But instead, the blood he had so readily bathed himself in would never be washed from his reputation. He would forever be known as Bertrand “The Butcher” Navarre.

He sighed as he neared the bunker entrance. The creak and clang of metal as the guards swung the door open. Their standard salute and the cry of “Hail Comrade Premier Fabus” It was all too distant to him, it was another world, and not the world he was in, not the reality he was in. He was someplace else, watching the real world go by him, he could see himself entering the bunker, and he was outside of himself. He raised his right arm back towards the shoulder and said “Hail Fabus”, but he didn’t hear himself, all he heard was distant sounds of unintelligible words and the clanging of metal as he watched himself pass through the blast door and into the decontamination chamber.

The decontamination liquid shocked him back into reality. The sensation of the liquid hitting his body reminded him of the blood that he had been drenched with; he jumped startled into the air. The guard who had pushed the button to activate the cleansing process spoke over the intercom, “Is something wrong general?” Navarre paused for about 30 seconds, the guard was perplexed, and then Navarre slowly replied, “No, I’m alright, the liquid was just really cold.” Large vents hummed to life and blew hot dry air through the decontamination room, after about 60 seconds, Navarre was dry.

The guard spoke again, “General, it’s done, you may enter the bunker now.”

General Navarre entered the bunker.

Dr. Thompson sat in his tent, wondering when he would be able to speak to his comrades again. The darkness outside was so opressive, it was depressing. He waited there, the only light was being generated by the glow of his laptop monitor and the soft light of a florecent bulb. Using the ANL's encrypted sattelitte netowrk, he decided to check his email. Once he was loged in, he saw a interesting message from the tent next door---Jorge Urquidez.

From: Jorge Urquidez
To: Dr. Robert Thompson
Subject: Chemicals

Sir,
I have ran a study of the chemicals that are in the air...if Major Bock told you it was and industrial accident, they must have been manufacturing or transporting chemical weapons or something is really wrong here and we are not being told about it. The air probe I have connected to my computer registers traces of VX and Soman gas...minute quanities, but enough to cause health problems if not death.

-J. Urquidez

Dr. Thompson then replied:

From: Dr. Robert Thompson
To: Jorge Urquidez
Subject: Re: Chemicals

So it seems. Send me a copy of the records from the probe and CC them to Xihuitl, see if he thinks it was a weapon dispursal. This is certainly a interesting and disturbing find.

The storm only lasted about 20 minutes, about 40 minutes after it ended, Major Ludwig von Bock had removed his NBC suit and walked over to the doctor's tent.

(Bock) "Doctor, you may exit your tent now if you wish, the warmer weather means the chemical will not function as well, and it has mostly been carried further east with the prevailing winds."

Bumpy

At the river campsite 6 miles west of North Jackson Camp #17. Where the ANL research team is.

Major Ludwig von Bock and about 200 of the guards had left the campsite to go into town for some warm food and good drinks, there were already about 100 guards in the town eating and drinking. A captain was left in charge of the campsite and the remaining 200 guards, most of whom were asleep due to the affects of the anti-nerve agent medications they had been taking.

The captain was walking over to talk to the ANL team. Dr. Thompson steps up and says, "What do you need?"


(Captain) "Major Bock has gone into the town with some of the soldiers, if you have any labor intensive projects, I suggest you hold off on them for a few hours. Most of the men still here are asleep."

(Dr. Thompson) “Right, we don't have anything planed."

As the two men are talking, a young woman, about 19, walks towards the camp, she immediately catches the attention of the captain, he recognizes her, as he has spoken with her in town several times before. "Hello there captain." she calls to him. He replies, "Hello, what brings you to this neck of the woods." The girl replied, (She smiles as she talks). "I was out walking when the weather turned bad, I thought I could take cover here and perhaps you and I might spend some time in your tent."


The captain nods, then turns to the doctor, "We'll talk later, bye" the captain walks away from the doctor and walks towards the woman. The chat for a moment, than he and her walk to his tent.

Dr. Thompson leans over to Xihuitl and speaks to him in a low voice...

(Dr. Thompson) "This is the perfect opportunity...leave now...if you are caught, just say you were confused."

The doctor can hear moaning and heavy breathing from the captain's tent.

(Xihuitl) (Looking over the captain's tent and the looking back to Dr. Thompson) "No problem...What shall I do if I find something?"

Dr. Thompson is silent for a bit...then says "Remember it, we don't want the military to find any photographs."

The doctor hears louder moans coming from the captain’s tent.

(Dr. Thompson) "Go, now!"

Xihuitl leaves the ANL delegation and proceeds into the woods to investigate what is there. The path will lead to camp #17 (about 6 miles away, probably a 3 hour walk).


Xihuitl walks down towards the path, walking passed the sleeping guards. Before he goes all the way down, he looks back at the ANL delegation and hears more moaning from the Captain’s tent. He then turns around and walks down the path.

The clouds made it seem as though it was night and he did not think he would have woken up any of the guards. Used to secretive missions, he treads slightly off the path to try to avoid any guards along the path.

He is about 4 miles from the camp when he sees a sign with a skull on it, "Danger Minefields, Stick to Path." He thinks to himself...'Guess I should stay on the path after all'

He hears people approaching; it is the 3 merchants that went down the path earlier, they are not heading the other way, (back to town).

The merchants are talking to each other.

(Merchant 1) "The commandant was hardly in a good mood today."

(Merchant 2) "I know, I'm glad we got out of there before he flew into a rage."

Xihuitl, knowing the imperative nature of not being caught, dove behind a tree close to the road path. It was a small tree, but he was still able to knell down low, reducing the chance of him being found.

The merchants were getting closer, and they continued to talk.

(Merchant 3) "I heard a rumor that the commandant once shot an inmate for talking an apple from a tree near the administration office."

(Merchant 2) "Don't believe everything you hear."

(Merchant 1) "It could have happened, admit it could have."

(Merchant 2) "Well anything could happen, the trees could fall from the woods and crash down on us as we speak. It's just not likely."

The merchants are walking right by the man when one of them says, "Hold up, I have to piss."

The man is walking right towards the tree the ANL doctor is behind.

(Merchant 2) (To merchant 3) "Can't you wait? I want to get out of here and back to town."

(Xihuitl) (Thinking to himself) "Come on damnit, go back to town, or at least a different tree!"

Merchant 1 and 2 continue to walk forward, merchant 3 runs after them, "I thought you were going to wait for me. Wait hold up."

Xihuitl, relieved the merchant has moved on, positions himself so the merchants still won't see him.

(Merchant 2) "I've no time to waste waiting for you to stop and piss. Stand in your cart, you can piss over the side; the mule can pull your weight.”

Merchant 3 does just that, as he steps into the cart, and urinated over the side of the cart while the mule pulls the cart. When he is done he jumps down and continues to walk with his friends.

The merchants move out of sight. Xihuitl then gets up quietly and continues down the road. Still somewhat nervous, walks silently, listening for the slightest noise.

About 30 minutes more of walking and he comes up to a metal sign, "Movement passed this point forbidden by Republican Guard Internal Security Army. Lethal force authorized for those who move passed this point." There is another metal sign of skull and crossbones.

Coming from the military, Xihuitl knew this threat was genuine...he had to continue on, however.

He hears some voices coming his way, about 200 guards.

Xihuitl swore under his breath...And began looking for a place to hide...

Two of the guards up front were talking, "Can you believe the commandant gave 200 of us 24 hour passes. He must be happy with how we fixed up the camp for that reporter lady's tour." The comrade replied, “Yes, he must have been happy when he issued the leave. But he seemed upset after meeting the reporter lady.”

Again, hoping not to be captured, he dives behind a tree and ducks down.

One of the soldiers is walking by, firing his pistol randomly about, he shoots at a tree branch, he fires a few rounds into the air, he is clearly somewhat drunk, he takes aim at the tree Xihuitl is behind, he fires at it, but the tree is thick enough that the round doesn't even penetrate through 1/2 of it. But the noise startles Xihuitl.
A young lieutenant yells, "Stop shooting that damn gun corporal or I'll bust you back to private." The corporal holsters his pistol.

Xihuitl was completely rigid, doesn't move at all...his heart was pounding. He had come much closer to being shot then he did during the entire course of the war he had been in.

The lieutenant yells out, "Come on let’s race to the road junction, 2 miles ahead, the last ten guys buy the first round of drinks." The soldiers run off.

One of the Sgt's yells, "Why don't we just run the whole 8 miles to the town."

In his mind, he was sayings “Yeah, run the whole 8 miles...get yourself tired and don't come back until I'm back in my tent."


He then waits for the last of the group of soldiers to run off until they are out of sight down the path to the junction the leads to the road that leads to town...He gets up again and looks at the bullet hole in the tree...Noticing it did not go deep at all, he then goes back on the trail.

He continues forward about another 10 minutes, then he hears the barking of dogs, and they are getting closer. 3 guards, each with a German Shepard on a leash are moving down the path in his direction. The dogs start barking violently and ripping at their leashes. One of the guards shouts, "He sure does smell something." He unhooks the dog from the leash and lets him run down the path. The guard says to the other two guards, "Aren't you going to let your dogs go yet?" They reply, "In a minute."

He knows this time, hiding behind a tree will not work...and he is deep trouble if he goes off the path in the no walking zone (Minefields). "Damn it, only if I had some cocaine...not for myself, but to destroy the dogs' sense of smell for a bit..." He hears the dog coming a lot closer..."Better run." He starts running back towards the way he came from.

The other two guards unhook their dogs from the leashes and run down the path. The first dog released was about 200 feet behind him, barking violently. The guards were about 500 feet away and closing fast. One of them shouted, "Stop or we shoot." He fired a round from his M-14 rifle that impacted about 2 feet from the man; he missed on purpose. He ran a bit more; he then slowed down and put his hand up. He thought it was all over.

The dogs ran up to him and circled around him, with low-pitched growls coming from their throats. The guards were running to get to him” Don’t move. Don't move, stand still."

Xihuitl just stood there, although nervous, he remained calm. He was breathing hard and he was tired. He just waited and looked at the dogs and the coming guards.

(Guard 1) "What are you doing here?" (The dogs continue with the intimidating growling)

(Guard 2) "Can you not read English? The signs say stay out, this is a classified research base."

He began speaking his native language, Nahuatl.

(Guard 1) "What the hell are you saying. Speak English."

(Guard 2) "If you don't say something in English and quickly, you're going to get it."

(Guard 3) "This is what happens when we let foreign scum in our country, even for just a vacation. They refuse to learn our language. He's not even white. He’s some dumb Injun who can’t even speak English. We’re not in Indian Territory, we’re in Mississippi."

(Guard 2) “What good is an Injun who can’t even speak English?”

(Guard 1) "Well I've heard enough of his native babble." (Strikes the doctor hard in the face with the butt of his rifle. Xihuitl was knocked out unconscious).

-Bumpy-

Statement from the Foreign Office

We remind CM that you now have four days to hand back our reporter, safe and well.

Statement from the Foreign Office

We remind CM that you now have four days to hand back our reporter, safe and well.


Minister of Foreign Affairs Paul Stahlecker reply, "When the Premier is better in about 3 weeks time, he will decide the matter. We ask you wait the 3 weeks and respect our Premier. He doesn't need this stress. Also, your reporter is safe and well, she has not been harmed and will not be harmed. We will allow her to leave as soon as the Premier approves it."



About Paul Stahlecker

Minister of Foreign Affairs Paul Stahlecker (40) He is the minister of Foreign Affairs for CM. Very intelligent (IQ of 163). He stands out because he is 6’4 and is very imposing. Rumor has it that when Eleanor Fabus was 19 and Stahlecker was 38, that the two had an affair, it is unclear if this actually occurred and if they are still seeing each other. He helps see to it that friendly foreign nations that need military and economy assistance get it. He also helps see to it that white guerilla armies are in communication with CM military forces.

Continuing from where we DPUO and I left off.

(Natalie) (She whispers to the inmate) "I'll bet they don't. This will be heard. All of it."

A guard walks over and yells, "Back to work you swine, we're not feeding you so you can sit around and chat with others."


(Natalie) "Including that."

The guard shoves the inmate down onto the ground and tells, him, "Stand up and get back to work."

Smith says to Natalie, "Shall we move along then."

(She looks grimly at the inmate) "Yes."

She and Smith round a corner and they see two guards clubbing an inmate, the guards don't realize anybody is watching. One of the guards yells, "You lazy swine, this is a concentration camp, not a convalescent home." When somebody is behind them, they spin around and one says, "Hello, this felon tried to strike me, we were correcting his behavior."


(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: How interesting).

(Natalie) (Acidly)"Slip of the tongue, gentlemen?"

(Guard 1) "What do you mean? I didn't say anything." (He gives her a threatening look)

(Guard 2) (To Guard 1) "Lets get out of here, I have work to do elsewhere." The 2 guards walk away.

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: I'll bet you do.)


She asks the inmate that they were beating what was going on.

(Natalie) "What happened? What'd you do?"

(Inmate) "I was trimming these hedges, and they said it was crooked and I should fix it. It wasn't crooked and I wasn't going to butcher the hedges, and I said no. They said I was just being lazy so they hit me with their clubs."

(Natalie) "Why are you here?"

(Inmate) "All dangerous criminals are in the camps. Didn't they tell you that?"

(Natalie) "What was your crime?”

(Inmate) "I used to be an editor for a newspaper, the paper wrote some articles critical of the premier. So they arrested the entire staff for sedition, libel, and dealing harm to the government."

(Natalie) "I see. Nice to see a free press."

(Inmate) "At least I got off better than the manager of the paper, and the owner."

(Natalie) "Dead?"

(Inmate) "I should think so, I saw them hanged. About 20 youth soldiers hanged them from some trees outside the newspaper office."

(Natalie) "I see."

(Inmate) "They seemed to be having a fun time about it to. They spun the bodies around and laughed and had a jolly time with it. I think most of them were drunk.

(Inmate) "Just boys they were, 16 and 17. Still in school."

(Natalie) "Lovely. Not much I can do about it. Except tell people."

(Smith) "Clearly this man is a seditionist traitor spreading lies against our government. Give me your name, I'm going to have the guards put you on report."

Smith calls a guard over, "Put this man on report. He's spreading more lies from within this camp. Obviously his being here isn't helping him any."

(Guard) "Yes sir, I'll see to it he is transferred out at once."

(Natalie) "Transferred, eh?"

The inmate turns and looks at Natalie as he is lead off to another section of the camp. He waves to her as they take him through a gate. (She waves sadly).

(Natalie) (Quietly) "Arbeit macht frei..."

(Smith) (Overhearing her) "Yes indeed."

(Smith) "Shall we continue?”

(Natalie) "They who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it. As if there were further proof needed."

(Natalie) "Very well."

They go to barracks row B.

Some inmates are talking in a language she doesn't understand. A guard walking by yells at them "You're to speak only in English you Jewish vermin. Speak English!" (He smacks one with his club).

(Natalie) "Wonderful."

(To the guard) "Ekh! Ti! Shto ti dyelich?!"
(Natalie) “Hey, you! What are you doing?"

The guard yells, "The daily food truck is here. Inmates you know the routine, like always, go get your food." (A truck with a large amount of sandwiches and other snacks is parked outside the barracks. The inmates look at it perplexed.

(Natalie) "Men normally know what food looks like, Smith, in prisons."

(Guard) "We feed our inmates only good food, we want them healthy, we don't want anybody getting sick. This is their lunch. For dinner they usually get chicken or beef."

(Natalie) "Really. Well if you don't mind I won't take your word for it."

About 200 feet away at another barracks an inmate asks a guard, "What is that truck here for. You've never given us lunch before." The guard shoves him forward and says, "Shut up and eat you fool, you're delirious, you need to eat."

(Natalie) "Delirious men don't usually talk that well."

The inmates gather around the truck and start receiving food; they seem confused and at odds.

A guard brings a keg of beer for the inmates at one of the barracks, "Here, you can wash the food down with your usual beer."

(Natalie) "Usual? You dispense alcohol on a regular basis to men who're supposed to be deranged, violent criminals?"

(Guard 2) "Oh yes, we reward good behavior. We try to be kind and caring to show them society will welcome them back with open arms if only they change their ways."

One of the guards gives a cigar to an inmate, "Here friend, have a cigar." The inmate accepts it with suspicion; the guards usually club him when he asks for a cigar.

The guards turn to walk away to continue their rounds. Smith walks off to talk to a captain of the guards. A man asks Natalie, "Come here for a moment please. Would you?"

*She looks wary and tenses up*

"Why don't you come here instead? You'll have I trust little problem understanding why I am cautious."

(Inmate) "My brother is here in this camp, in the other section, they separated us when we arrived. He was ill, they won't let me talk to him, please give him this note, he is tall man, 6 foot 6, you can't miss him. Just ask for "Big Howard"

(Natalie) "Poor bugger."

He goes to hand her a piece of paper, the note. A guard turns his head and sees it. "Stop." He shouts, he rushes over, 2 other guards join him, they throw the man onto the ground and one of them kicks him.

(Guard) "He was trying to get you to contact his organized crime gang on the outside of camp wasn't he?"

(Natalie) "No, he was trying to get me to talk to...a friend here in the camp."

(Guard) "Communication between the sections is strictly forbidden."

(Guard) "Whom did he want you to give this letter to?"

(Natalie) "A friend in the camp, an inmate."

(Guard) "In what section? Did he say where in the camp?"

(Natalie) "no, he didn't."

(Guard) "Did he give a name of description of the man?"

(Inmate) (Overhearing them) "It's my brother, I must see him. He's in section D."

(Guard) "I keep telling you old man that section D is for those who are ill with little or no hope of recovery. When was he sent there?"

(Inmate) "6 months ago, when we arrived here."

(Guard) "Then he is dead. Forget about him and concentrate on keeping yourself alive."

(Inmate) "No, he is alive, I know he is, he is strong and healthy, he was only slightly sick. Can I go there and look for myself."

(Guard) "I will look for him later for you. Then I'll get back to you on it."

(Natalie) "Are they nearly dead when they arrive, or is that a bonus from being here?"

The inmate limps away. The guard says to Natalie, "Being is such close quarters, disease is inevitable, we do our best to keep it from spreading."

(Natalie) "Indeed. I don't see much being done right now."

(Guard) "His brother is dead. Nothing can change that, he just doesn't want to accept it."



It is about 2:15 p.m. A helicopter is flying towards the camp, it can be heard approaching.

(Smith) (To Natalie) "Shall we continue? Have you seen enough of this section yet? Would you care to look inside a barracks and see how comfortable it is?"

(Natalie) "I've seen enough for now, I think, thank you. What's that helicopter doing?"

(Smith) "No idea."

(Natalie) "Oh."

The helicopter lands inside the camp. 4 soldiers from the RG Alpha Company step out.

(Natalie) "Oh Christ!"
They run to the administration office, they ask General Thaller where Reginald Smith is, he points to Section B. They run towards the section. Smith began to get nervous when the helicopter landed, "I'm going to have to go for a while. I'm quite tired."

(Smith) (To Natalie) "I think I'm going to run over to the vehicle depot and see about getting a motorcycle. I'll be right back, this camp is so large we'll need a vehicle to tour the rest of it."

Smith runs off about as fast as he can.

(Natalie) "Thank you, comrade General."

About 3 minutes after Smith ran off, 4 AC soldiers arrive where Natalie is, one of them in a demanding tone yells, "Where is General Smith."

(Natalie) "Headed to the vehicle depot, gents."

3 of the soldiers run off to the depot, the 4th gets on the radio and tells the front gate, "If Smith comes your way don't let him out." A motorcycle sounds to live inside the depot.

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Wonder if there's anything heavy enough to get through that fence here...)

The three soldiers rush into the depot and train their MP-5s on Smith, "General, step off the motorcycle please." (Smith) "What have I done?" (Captain of guards) "You're under arrest."

The three guards walk out of the depot; General Smith has been restrained with handcuffs. He yells, "What have I done?"

One of them replies, "We're to take you to the Jackson City Center of Military Justice." When Smith hears that he starts kicking and screaming, "No, No, I'm innocent. Not there, No!"

(Natalie starts heading to the depot)

The captain meets up with Natalie, "Hello. You're to come with us also."

(Natalie) "Thanks. What've I done now?"

(Captain) "Nothing, but our orders are that you follow us. Acting Premier Navarre gave us the orders."

(Captain) "Dr. Schacht has already been arrested."

(Natalie) (She sighs) All right. No need for handcuffs, though if it makes you feel better there ain't much I can do."

(Captain) "Just come along quietly, don't try anything stupid, and we can leave you un-cuffed. Deal?"

(Natalie) "Suits me mate."

General Smith is being lead away, he keeps screaming, "Not The Justice Center, No. I'm innocent. No, God not there. Not there. No!"

Natalie is lead to a helicopter, the captain tells her, "We are going to the Jackson City Military Justice Center. Don't worry, you will be fine."

She asks why Smith is so afraid of the center.

(Natalie) "What's he worried about then?"

(Captain) "It's where they take people to be court-martialed and then hanged all in one day."

(Natalie) "Sounds good."

Smith keeps screaming, "God no, not there. I'm innocent, I want a lawyer, Let me speak to the premier. Let me speak to him." They have to literally drag him along as he tries to dig his boots into the ground.

(Captain) (To Natalie) "We'll be going in the helicopter you and Smith came here in. He'll be going with the guards in the other helicopter."

(Natalie) "Alright. Can you tell me what all this is about or is it forbidden?"

(Smith) (As they are shoving him in the helicopter) "This is all a mistake, let me talk to the Premier. Let me talk to him, I'm innocent, I swear I'm innocent. I don't even know what I'm charged with. At least tell me. I swear I've done nothing." (One of the guards smacks him with the stock of the MP-5)

(Captain) (To Natalie) "Smith has been charged with disobeying a direct order, treason, and misuse of his position for personal gain."

(Natalie) "Accurate enough I suppose. Not that I'd know or anything."

(Captain) "Unless the Premier gives him a last minute pardon, Smith will hang."

(Natalie) (She laughs quietly) "But at my back I always hear time's winged chariot hurrying near, eh, Captain?"

(Captain) "What do you mean?"

(Natalie) "Never mind, Captain...just popped into my head." (She laughs again) "Not even relevant really."

(Captain) "You haven't been charged with anything. You're coming along because we might need to as a witness against Smith. He might have said something you overheard perhaps."

(Natalie) "Ah, I see. So what's likely to happen to me afterwards then?"

(Captain) "You'll be free to go as soon as Premier Fabus approves it, currently General Bertrand Navarre is acting premier. Premier Fabus should be better in 2 or 3 weeks

(Natalie) "Wonderful."

The helicopters takeoff and 20 minutes later land in the Center of Military Justice

As they are getting out of the helicopter, Natalie sees the squad of boys that assaulted her, but she sees two of boys who were in the squad but didn't assault her are with them. She asks what is going on.

(Natalie) "Are those little rapists getting their comeuppance?"

One of the boys who is actually innocent, protests, "You can't hang me, I've done nothing. God help me, I'm innocent."

(Natalie) "Hey, wait...he's honest."

(Captain) "Oh well, they've all been convicted, they had their 20 minute trials."

The other boy, 16, who is also innocent, begins to cry, "I wasn't even there, I don't know what any of the charges are about. I wasn't there, I was 1/2 a block away getting some cigars from an abandoned shop." His jailor pushes him forward, "So you admit to being absent from your unit, that is desertion." The boy crying now, chokes out his reply, "The corporal said I could be gone for a few minutes.”

(Natalie) "Great idea. Well here's the best witness you can get, mate, and I say that him and him" - she points to the two innocents - "were not involved. What'll happen to them?"

(Jailor) (Stops walking for a moment) "They're all going to be hanged, they've all been convicted."

(Natalie) "What? Aren’t there any other punishments?"

(Jailor) "They could have gotten 100 lashes and 1 year exile into the swamps to fend for themselves."

(Natalie) "That's still deadly."

(Jailor) "Well I've got to go, these convicts don't hang themselves you know. Well some of them do, but suicide is against the rules."

(Natalie) "You're going to hang innocent boys?"

The captain of the guards, "The judge convicted them all. They had no witnesses to call. Their trial was over in about 20 minutes."

The jailor pushes the boys forward; Natalie can see a large gallows has been erected in the courtyard of the jail

(Natalie) "And that's a fair trial?!" (She gets visibly angry)

One of the guilty boys says to he jailor, "Oh well, hanging, try to make it quick please."

One of the innocent boys cries out, "I've done nothing. God help me, I swear I'm innocent."

A guard walking by, "They all say that."

(Natalie) "He hasn't done anything you murderous bas---d!"

(Guard) "Judge convicted them all and sentenced them to hang. At the urging of General Smith they were sentenced to hang, the judge and General Smith are old friends.


(Natalie) “The same General Smith who's off to get his neck stretched now you mean?"

(Guard) "Yup."

(Natalie) "An old friend of the Judge."

(Guard) "Yes."

(Natalie) "Fine."

(She starts walking to the gallows).

(Guard) "The judge can still reverse the sentence."

(Natalie) "Frankly, he’d better."

The guards lead the first boy up the gallows, he is one of the innocent ones, and he has pissed his pants. He cries out, "God have mercy on you, I'm innocent, you're about to hang an innocent man. I swear I'm innocent."

The judge is standing alongside the condemned, reading the judgment against him.

(Natalie) "No he's not." (She stands beneath the trapdoor) "Actually...why not just grab you?"

(Judge) (Reading sentence) "You have been convicted of absence from your unit without written leave, and more seriously, of conduct unbecoming a soldier. You are sentenced to hang."

(She climbs up the stairs; the guards stop her)


(Judge) turns to look at her, "What the hell are you doing here."

(Natalie) "Get off me you fu---ng murderous bas---ds!"

The executioner begins to pull a black hood over the boy, he is crying. He says, "I hold no grudges against any of you, may God have mercy on you all."

(Natalie) (To the judge) "I am pointing to you, you money-grubbing sh--, these are innocent men, and you are supposed to bring justice upon the guilty!"

(Judge) "They all had their trial. We are setting an example for the others. Discipline will increase when they see what will happen for lack of discipline."

(Natalie) "Lack of discipline?! For leaving their units with permission and doing nothing wrong while the rest of them raped me?!"

A priest is giving the boy last rites.

(Judge) "Listen, if you're such a key witness, why didn't you come to the trial. If you're requesting it, I can reduce the sentence of all those convicted to 100 lashes and 1-year exile into the swamps to fend for themselves. Are you requesting I do so?"


(Natalie) "Yes, absolutely! And the reason I wasn't there was I was being...interviewed by your beloved General Smith!"

(Judge) (To Natalie) "Very well." (To the executioner) "Get him out of here." The executioner takes the hood of his head, his face is covered with tears and his pants are covered with urine. He says, "Thank God, Thank God."

The boy collapses from the stress of nearly being hanged. The other boys are moved off to the posts where floggings are administered. The entire youth brigade is assembled to witness the flogging.

The local RG colonel yells out, "You are training to be in the Republican Guard, when you show a lack of discipline, this is what you get. Corporals, carry out sentence." The 8 boys, each of whom had their arms tied off to separate posts received their 100 lashes. One of the innocent boys, the one who was almost hanged, was the only one who stood upright during the entire flogging, the other ones all fell over after about 30 lashes, the only thing that held them up was the ropes holding their arms. After the flogging is over, the ropes are cut and the boys all collapse where they were.

(Natalie) "Can't deny it gets the job done I suppose."

The RG colonel read an order, "Henceforth you are all banished into the swamps for one year under pain of death should you return before that time is up. You will be gone in 24 hours; you may take only that which you can carry in your army issued vests and rucksacks.

Natalie is called into the trial of General Smith. The judge is sitting at the bench; he reads the charges against Smith.

(Judge) "Ex-General Smith, did you conspire with Ex-Field Marshal Schacht to keep the Premier isolated from his other officers while your forces wiped out the Indians so you could get the oil."

The defense lawyer objected, "Objection, you can't force him to incriminate himself."

The prosecution asked, "Are there any witnesses for his defense?"

(Judge) "Your refusal to confess seems to me to be an admission of guilt. I find you guilty on all counts. You are hereby sentenced to hang from your neck until you are dead."

(Natalie raises an eyebrow).

Smith tells his lawyer to object, (Defense attorney) "Objection, a military man such as my client deserves a better death than that. Give him a firing squad."

(Judge) "My decision stands. He is no longer a military man, he was stripped of his rank. Mr. Reginald Smith, you will be hanged from the tall tree in the courtyard tomorrow at dawn."

(Defense attorney) "Objection, give him a trap door, hanging by the method you suggest could take 30 minutes."

(Judge) "Overruled."
Smith cries out, "At least let me see my family one last time."

(Judge) "The defendant will remain silent or I will hold him contempt."

Smith is lead out of the courtroom, he shows utter defiance, in stark contrast to when he was arrested in the camp.

The judge asks Natalie, "What did you think of the trial?"

(Natalie) "Did the job."

Smith is in a cell waiting for dawn, Natalie is walking by the cell, she sees two AC soldiers walking into Smith's cell, and she stops to listen in.

(Captain Nelson) "Smith, General Navarre offers you an alternative to hanging."

(Smith) "What alternative?"

(Captain Nelson) (He removes Smith's pistol from a pocket, chambers one round and removes the magazine). "This."

(Smith) "Can I get a letter to my family?"

(Captain Nelson) "Impossible."

(Smith) (Picking up the pistol) "Can I have some privacy?"

(Captain Nelson) "We'll be back in twenty minutes."

Captain Nelson and the AC soldier exit the cell. Natalie hides behind a pillar as they walk away. She walks up to the cell Smith is in and begins to talk with him. Talking through the small food- opening in the cell.

(Smith) (Sensing somebody is there) "Who is it? Who is out there? Someone come to taunt General Smith?"

(Natalie) "No."

(Smith) "Oh, it's you, what do you want. I'm a little busy right now."

(Natalie) "Nothing much really."

(Smith) "Did you enjoy seeing your attackers hanged? I figured you would want to see blood."

(Natalie) "Well actually I got them all commuted. There were two innocents y'see.

(Smith) "Ah, you should have told me there were two innocent boys. I'm surprised you cared what happened to them. They are Stalinists you know."

(Natalie) "Innocence is always innocence."

(Smith) "I'm just going to wait and pray that sometime in the next 18 minutes the Premier calls and pardons me."
(Smith) "He'll call, I know he will."

At Stalingrad the Premier Fabus who is currently in poor-health already, is pacing back and forth, debating whether to pardon Smith or not.

(Smith) "So what are you doing here then?"

(Natalie) "Well, I can't go anywhere without Fabus' say-so. So short of escaping somehow I'm stuck here. Why the hell did you make deal with Dr. Schacht? Why? Have you not learned, General? People usually get what they earn."

Smith hears a noise, "Was that the phone? Was it the phone?"

(Natalie) "No, General. It wasn't the phone."

(Smith) "Why hasn't he called yet? He is cutting it close. He'll call, he'll call."

(Natalie) "You'll be lucky, general."

At Stalingrad Premier Fabus is talking with Wilhelm Ernst, "I'm the godfather to his children, I don't want them growing up without a father, like I had to. Bring me the phone."

The phone at the cellblock rings; it is the warden of the prison. The guard yells out to Smith. "Hey Smith, you're one lucky SOB, the warden just got off the phone with the Premier."

Smith quietly says, "I knew he would call. I knew it."

AC Captain Arthur Nelson walks up the cell and escorts Smith out. They tell Smith, "The Premier wants to speak with you, we're going to Stalingrad immediately."

(Smith) "Schacht? Salazar? Eichman?"

(Nelson) "They've all been pardoned as well. Salazar was pardoned, as they were about to open the trap door, Eichman was pardoned, as they were about to fire the rifles into him. Schacht was pardoned just as they were about to removed the barrel and let him swing."

(Nelson) (To Natalie) "Follow me, you're to come to Stalingrad also. Until the Premier is better and able to review your film from the camp, he insists you stay at Stalingrad."

(Natalie) "Alright...though with his ill-health I doubt that's advisable."

(Nelson) "Why is that?"

(Natalie) (She grins) "Living with me can be...interesting. Also, he has, I think, four days to hand me back over?"

(Nelson) "Don't worry, you'll be back within 21 days. And the Premier has many books you can read during that time."

(Natalie) "Hmm...17 extra days...don't think that'll be popular somehow. Still, on your own heads be it."

(Nelson) "Or if you want, you may parachute with us, we are on company exercises for the next week."

(Natalie) "Depends if I could parachute over the border."

(Nelson) "We'll be jumping about 400 miles from the nearest border, not likely. But you mind enjoy it."

(Natalie) "Doubtful."

(Nelson) "Oh well, follow me, this way."

They get into a helicopter for the 120-minute flight back to Stalingrad.

Smith was in another helicopter, Captain Arthur Nelson was talking to Natalie, "I bet you didn't except the Premier to be so merciful with them."

(Nelson) "The Premier is the godfather to all of Smith's children."

Nelson lights a large cigar and the helicopter fills with smoke.

(Natalie) "Thanks for poisoning me. Cunning plan there. And yes, I was a little bit surprised."

(Nelson) "You don't smoke then? So would you care for a drink?" (He takes out a flask and tips it back, drinking a large amount of it. He then extends it towards her).

(Natalie) "What exactly is this?"

(Nelson) "Cognac."

(Natalie) (She shrugs) "No thanks."

(Nelson) "Do you need to visit a doctor? Are you well? I heard you were assaulted, do you want to see a doctor?"

She remembers one of the boys made a remark about syphilis; she asks to see a doctor.

(Natalie) "Assuming I won't get similar treatment, yes, if you'd be so kind."

(Nelson) "What is wrong with you? Do you care to tell me."

(Natalie) "Well let me see..I'm stuck here an a foreign country having been raped when I got here. That's not very nice." (Extremely scathing)

(Nelson) "Did you get anything when you got raped? Any VD?"

(Natalie) "Then again...best get checked. I'm not entirely sure I want syphilis from one of your charming personnel."

(Nelson) "The Premier's wife had syphilis, she hated needles, refused treatment, it grew worse, she went mad, ran off to Canada, and died from it there."

(Nelson) "Of course if you ask him about it, he'll tell you she fled because she got mad at him."

(Natalie) "Not very sensible."

(Nelson) "I am his personal guard, the Premier tells me everything. His wife had an affair, just once, they worked through it, but she got syphilis from it, she refused treatment. Eventually she went mad from the disease, to protect her honor, the premier let the rumors float he had her killed for taking his children, but in truth, she died of the disease.”

(Nelson) "Her honor mattered more than his reputation, the Premier would rather have people whispering he was a murder, than whispering his wife was a whore."

(Nelson) "I wouldn't discuss this matter with anybody, few know about it."

(Natalie) "Bloody foolish man." (Her voice softens) "Either that or bloody devoted."

(Nelson) "The Premier would have died to defend her honor, how he misses her. It was over a decade ago and still he misses her."

(Nelson) "Ernst is one of the few who knows the truth, he went to Canada to try to talk her into accepting treatment, and coming back to Mississippi. But the disease had progressed too far for treatment to help, and she was totally crazy by that time, she died a few weeks later. That is why people are willing to accept the rumors that Ernst killed her on the premier's orders. The premier would rather people accept the lies, than know the truth.”

(Nelson) "He is a complex man, nobody fully understands him. Not even I."

(Natalie) "Recurring themes round here, if I may say so.”

(Nelson) "Dr Schacht was also pardoned, but he still has to deal with the broken jaw I gave him." (Smiles)

(She laughs a little)

(Nelson) "The only reason Smith pardoned them was because he realized they weren't trying to threaten his rule or regime, they just wanted to make money. Had anything more serious been going on, they'd probably have hanged."

(Natalie) (Sarcastically) "Oh, the pity."

(Nelson) "The Premier also doesn't like to see men die. He saw enough death in the war he was in. He was a paratrooper officer you know."

(Natalie) "Yes, I knew. I also realize that now he can simply tell other men to make other men die. Doesn't have to see it himself anymore."

(Nelson) "I think the Premier is a rather nice man, he's always been kind to me and I've never seen him be anything but kind to those around him."

She inquires about what Nelson does.

(Natalie) "And what have you seen him do?"

(Nelson) "I've seen him help those who need help. He often allows poor people to use the estates he is not currently using. He spends most of his time at Stalingrad."

(Nelson) "Now General Smith, if a poor person even asked him for something besides a low paying job, he'd probably cane the poor SOB."

(Natalie) "Yes, so I am well aware." (She sighs)

(Nelson) "Have you seen Smith's rage firsthand?"

(Natalie) "Only a fraction."

(Nelson) "The only people he is kind to are his family and a few friends. He's gone through probably one hundred canes by breaking them while beating people."

(Natalie) "I'm not surprised."

(Nelson) "Smith is the duke of Hinds County, did you know that?"

(Natalie) "I didn't."

(Nelson) "Yes, they grant titles of nobility here, and serfdom is stronger than ever."

(Natalie) "Wonderful for the people at the bottom no doubt."

(Nelson) "60% of the nation is in the lower class. The peasants sure love their Premier though."

(Natalie) "I'll bet they do."

(Nelson) "To date, there has never been a single white uprising against the Premier, basically only the Indians and the poor blacks were the ones causing the trouble."

(Nelson) "We're approaching the estate now. You can get a good view of it from here."

(Natalie) (She looks) "Very nice."



The helicopter lands at the Stalingrad estate and Captain Nelson and Natalie get out.

(Nelson) "This way please."

(She follows)

They walk to the basement of the mansion; they are at the door that leads to the stairs to the bunker. General Bertrand Navarre is there also. In a gentlemanly manner he bows and then kisses Natalie's hand.

(Natalie) (Slightly sardonically) "I'm touched."

(Navarre) "Madame, are you here to see the Premier?"

(Navarre) "I am the acting Premier, under the authority of Premier Fabus. It was I who authorized the arrest of the traitors on the authority of the Premier. I also authorized their pardons on his orders. Follow me, the elevator is broken, but there are 60 flights of stairs we can walk down."

(Natalie) "Delightful. Can't win 'em all I guess."

(Navarre) (In a joking manner) "Would you prefer I carry you down the stairs?"

(Natalie) "You think me that incapable?" (She looks at him with mock-anger)

(Navarre) "Forgive me, just my sense of humor."

(Navarre) "This way, follow me, there are guest quarters in the bunker, on B4, you will stay there until the Premier is able to review the film footage you have from the camp. He will be up and about in perhaps 3 weeks time. Come, follow me."

(Natalie) "Three weeks here. Yay."

(Navarre) "Perhaps you could pass the time swimming or reading from the Premier's private library, his autobiography and his manifesto are both excellent books."

(Natalie) "Ah, right."



They spend about 8 minutes walking down the stairs. Then they go into the bunker. The guards all do the standard salute and "Hail Comrade Premier Fabus." The blast door is swung open. Captain Nelson goes to his quarters on B3 and relaxes with a cigar and bottle of cognac.

General Navarre says to Natalie, "Shall we go, the Premier is on B4."

(Natalie) "Right."

On B4 they go to the premier's private quarters, he has been given some tranquilizers and is slipping into unconscious. The Premier talks to Navarre, "Were they all pardoned in time." Navarre replies, "Yes my Premier, they are all fine." The Premier replies, "Good." and then drifts off into sleep.

(Navarre) (To Natalie) "You may stay in the guest quarters, 3rd door down the hall on the left, passed the painting of Gordon at Khartoum."

(Natalie) "Thank you."

Navarre exits the room where the Premier is in.

Natalie pokes around the room for a moment while Navarre has left. She finds a pistol in the drawer next to the Premier’s bed. (She lifts the weapon slowly)

The premier speaks in his sleep, "Is that you Navarre. You're acting premier for now, remember, no news is good news."

(Natalie) (Whisper) "Then I'm bad news, darling."

She sees a picture of his old paratrooper unit; about 30 men, in military uniforms, standing around a C-130, the caption says, "Platoon A of Company 3, 1st Parachute Regiment. June 1983."

(Natalie) "Such comradeship...men go mad looking for that again." (She recalls her tank regiment, almost all female, with a wry smile).

She sees his old high school yearbook, on the senior polls page his class voted him, "Most likely to overthrow the government." His quote was, "Someday I'll be running this country."

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Ah, but for how long?)

He graduated 3rd in his class of 700. He was the top marksman for the school rifle team. He won the history and foreign language awards, and also won the "School Model Diplomat Club" Award.

(Natalie) (Model diplomat! There's a thought!)

He was pictured on the track team; he set the record for the 1-mile run, 4 minutes and 12 seconds. He also was voted, "Most controversial student."

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: How surprising...nothing I couldn't have worked out for myself...)

He was also pictured on another page, "Most community service hours." There was a picture of him helping some peasants who were worse off than even he was (he was very poor).

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: So you do have a soul...)

She read one of the signatures in the yearbook, "Look me up when you start your plans to topple the government. Hail Victory." (Wilhelm Ernst.)

(Natalie) "Sieg heil eh?"

Another signature, "See you in the army. Airborne all the way." (Bertrand Navarre)

She was looking through the book, flipping through the pages, she turned to one of them, there was a personal note from an old high school girlfriend, it said, "Curtis, you sure know how to use your "rifle", maybe I'll see you again sometime."

(She laughs very quietly)

A note from a male teacher is on another page. "Mr. Fabus, I have the distinct impression that you will either be a peasant who lives in obscurity or you will be more well known than Alexander the Great. Which one it is, is up to you. Fortune does not smile on all of us as it is clearly smiling on you. Seize the opportunities that present themselves."

A note from a female teacher, about 25 at the time she wrote it, reads, "Curtis, I hope all those after-school "sessions" helped improve your character. Call me."

(Natalie raises an eyebrow)

She continues looking through the book; she sees a picture of Wilhelm Ernst, voted, "biggest party animal."

(She shakes her head)

Another note states, "When you take over, look me up. By then I will be a doctor, a biologist, and a chemist, I'd be honored to help your WMD programs." (Baldur von Schacht)

Schacht's picture is on another page, the chemistry award, the biology award, and the general science award. Voted "Biggest nerd." Graduated 1st in his class.

(She laughs at that)

A note from the principal, who was a 32-year-old woman, reads, "Mr. Fabus. I don't recall exactly how many times you had to come down to my office but I hope you had as much fun as I did."

(Natalie) "Jesus...you really were a busy little boy..."

Another note from a female classmate, "Curtis, I'll always remember when we stayed in the school after it closed, and well... You know."

She looks at it almost wearily, “How many women did you get through, you bloody..."

She turns back to the senior polls, a picture of Bertrand Navarre, "Most likely to join the KKK." (Occ- Navarre is the imperial wizard now)


The premier stirred in his sleep, he called out in a delirious voice, "Is that you Navarre?"

(She looks at him almost pityingly) She walks over next to the bed and looks at him. After reading about all the women he's been with, she can't help but wonder just how big the premier is. *She lifts the sheet slowly* "MMm..well, I can see their point...sort of..."

The premier stirs in his sleep. *She backs off rapidly*

General Navarre who was flashing back to his Indian massacre snaps out of it and realizes he left the woman alone with the premier, he walks back to the Premiers quarters. (Navarre) "Are you okay? I'm sorry, my mind drifted off to something else. I completely forgot I left you here, sorry."

(Natalie) "It's not as if I'd do anything."

(Navarre) "Ah the premier's items from his days in the paratroopers, did you have time to look over everything? Interesting wasn't it. Did you know the Premier and I were in the same high school, and we both wound up in the same parachute regiment."

(Navarre) "Baldur von Schacht and Wilhelm Ernst were also in the same high school as the Premier and I."

(Navarre) "You should have heard some of the rumors floating around back in the high school days."

(Natalie) "Heh."

(Navarre) "Oh, they said the Premier was screwing people left and right, they even said he slept with a teacher. Somebody even went as far as to suggest he was involved with the principal, they said every time she called him down to her office she'd lock the door and draw the blinds. Rumors though, nobody ever gave any evidence. Shall I show you to your quarters then?"

(Natalie) "Please."

(Navarre) "Follow me, this way." (He leads her out of the room). "Did you know Dr. Schacht graduated top in his class, almost 700 were in the class? The Premier graduated 3rd in his class."

(Natalie) "Yes, so I read."

(Navarre) "Read? Where? "In the biography about the Premier?"

(Natalie) "Yeah."

(Navarre) "Few know it, but when we were each about 12, the Premier and I volunteered for a government program to receive growth hormone. By the time we were 17, we both knew we were going to the airborne, it was just something we had to do. The best years of my life were spent in the airborne."

(Navarre) "The corrupt capitalist government was giving growth hormone to boys likely to join the armed forces in the future. And they deemed us likely. Pretty crazy huh? But the Premier and I both excelled in athletics because of it. And you should have seen all the attention the Premier got from the women. He was always a handsome man." (Occ- not meant in a gay manner, it's just a compliment).

(Natalie) "Poor guy."!

(Navarre) "Poor guy? He loved high school, the only thing he hated was the state of the country, he always vowed, "Someday, I'll be running this country." And today he is."

(Natalie) "For how long?"

(Navarre) "And he had to work 6 hours per week day and 12 hours per Saturday in a coal mine to support his family when he was in high school. He still triumphed though and excelled at all he attempted. What do you mean for how long? Until he dies of course."

(Navarre) "And as long as the guards are here, and I am here. He won't be dying any unnatural death, that is for certain."

(Natalie) "Perhaps. But this death will be a natural one."

(Navarre) "What do you mean, the premier is in excellent health."

(Natalie) "He doesn't look in excellent health to me."

(Navarre) "Don't be fooled by his current condition, that is just temporary, he has been working himself too hard lately. He'll be back on his feet in no time."

(Natalie) "Hmm."

They arrive at the room she is to stay in, "Well, this is your room, use the intercom if you need anything. You're free to wander around this floor, but please don't disturb the Premier, he needs his rest."

(Natalie) "Alright."

Navarre hands her a book, the Premier's manifesto. "Perhaps you'll enjoy reading this."

The book is titled "Our Peoples’ Struggle”, by Curtis Fabus. 1981

(Natalie) "Perhaps. I'm tired you know."

(Navarre) "Well take care, use the intercom if you need anything to eat our drink. I'll be swimming. Take care."

(Natalie) "I will, don't worry."

Navarre walks away done the hall, she looks at the book the full title is "Our Peoples’ Struggle: On the Struggle of the White Race Throughout History, and an Outlook on the Future of Our Race."

(Natalie) (She sighs) "When will people learn?"

She goes into the room, lies down on the bed, and looks at the book, 971 pages.

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: I am too damn tired to read 971 pages of anything. Anything at all.)

(She begins to fall asleep)

Bumpity

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Bumpy

DPUO and I worked this out. As usual he did the parts of Natalie, I did the rest. This should show the relationship between the Premier, the CM government, and CM organized crime. A good read :)


It was about 7:00 a.m. when the DPUO reporter Natalie awoke in the guest quarters she was staying in. Natalie was bored and didn't know what to do, so she decided to read the Premier's manifesto for a while. At about 8:00 a.m. she heard noise outside her room, it was talking. She heard the voice of General Bertrand Navarre and somebody else. Bertrand simply said, "Don Salvatore, what an honor and a pleasure it is to meet with you." The Don replied, "I am here to see the Premier, I have a matter of great importance to discuss with him." She recognizes the Don, Frank Salvatore, as the head of the largest organized crime family in CM.

(Navarre) (To Salvatore) "The Premier just got up a while ago, he'll be happy to see an old friend. Right this way."

(She opens the door quietly and moves outside)

She sees the man in the expensive tailored suit round the corner and go off down the hall, she's certain he is Frank Salvatore, don of the Salvatore crime family.

(She creeps quietly down the hall)


The Premier is outside of the dining hall talking to Salvatore, "Frankie, Frankie, it's been a while." (The two men hug).

(Salvatore) "I have a matter that is of great importance to me."

(Premier) "Come on in, I was about to sit down to breakfast, we'll talk, we'll talk."

(Salvatore) "Thank you, premier."

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Interesting...)

The Premier, Navarre, and Salvatore all walk into the dining hall, two men wearing long overcoats who came in with Salvatore go off down the hall.

She hears the men talking inside the dining hall.

(Salvatore) "Curtis, it's been a while eh, but business has never been better for me or you. Since you took over in 84' I've gone from a smalltime outfit to head of the whole Salvatore family. And profits couldn't be better."

(Premier) "That's good to hear Frankie, good to hear."

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Indeed...whoops, Premier...shouldn't have had me here.)

(Salvatore) "You know though, that the rumor is one of your courts, some judge who wants to be tough of businessmen like myself, has threatened to lock me up for racketeering and a whole host of things. Do I need to worry about that Curtis?"

(Premier) "Of course not Frankie, I'll see you get a full pardon."

(Salvatore) "There are a few other things we might discuss as well. There are business ventures you might be interested in."

(Premier) "Such as?"

(Salvatore) "The market in weapons has never been better."

(Premier) "So what sort of weapons are we talking about?"

(Salvatore) "Surface to Air Missiles. Anti-Tank Missiles, the sort of stuff I can't get except through the military."

(Premier) "How many do you need?"

(Salvatore) "1,000 Stingers and 500 Milans would do nicely. Same as usual I'll have them sold to some guerilla outfit that you want us to back, and 10% of the profits come back to you. What do you say?"

(Premier) "I'll see that you get the weapons."

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Nice of you.)

(Premier) "Frankie, remember back in high school, you were always trying to sell anything to anybody."

The three men laugh.

(Premier) "Frankie, I have another business idea. The alcohol industry in this nation is booming. What say I enact a prohibition law, and you can make a killing bootlegging, you cut me in for 10%."

(Salvatore) "That's a good deal, good deal indeed."

(Navarre) "Yes, but you stay away from my wine cellar. I'll keep what I have." (Laughs). The Premier and Salvatore join in laughing.

(Natalie) (Quietly)"It weren't me officer!"

(Salvatore) "Over 5,000% up. That's a lot of increase, and we owe a lot of it to you Curtis."

(Premier) "So Frankie, how would like a few extra jobs to come your way?"

(Salvatore) "What sort of jobs?"

(Navarre) "Helping people to disappear."

(Salvatore) "Yeah, we can do that."

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: I'll bet you can.)

(Navarre) "Did you hear something outside?"

(Salvatore) "Probably just one of my guards out there fooling around."

(Navarre) "Yeah."

(Salvatore) "So Curtis, I heard you haven't been feeling too well lately. You going to be alright?"

(Premier) "Yeah, I'll be fine in a few weeks."

(Salvatore) "Anything I can do?"

(Premier) "No, not really."

(Salvatore) "VD again?"

(Premier) "No, not this time."

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: This time!)

(Salvatore) "I remember back in school, what they said about you getting VD all the time.”

(Premier) "Yeah, well that's not funny."

(Premier) "Frankie, I think you're just a little jealous cause I got the English teacher into bed and you couldn't."

(Salvatore) "So it was true, you fu--ed her eh?" (Chuckles)

(Navarre) "I don't know how Curtis found the time to be so busy and active while he had to work in a coal mine every day after school."

(Premier) "Oh well, Schacht worked up stuff to keep me awake through the night-shifts."

(Navarre) "Yeah?"

(Premier) "Yup, he was always tinkering with chemicals and making things. Even back in high school. Remember when he blew up the chemistry lab?"

(Navarre) "I remember when he made a cloud of mustard gas and the building had to be evacuated and closed for a week."

(Salvatore) "He was probably the only 16 year old who can claim to have accidentally carried out an act of chemical warfare against his school." (The three men laugh)

(Salvatore) "So, who do you want disappeared."

(Navarre) "I'll give you a list in a while. Mostly foreigners, UN workers, and such."

(Salvatore) "Yeah, I can have that taken care of you."

(Premier) "We appreciate it."

(Salvatore) "Well, I'm sure we're all busy men. I hate to leave after such little time here, this is really a nice place you got Curtis."

(Premier) "I got one in each county, but none as nice as this."

(Salvatore) "Well, I have to be running along. Remember my trial starts soon, a pardon would be great."

(Premier) "I'll see you get one. It's been nice Frankie, we'll talk again soon I'm sure."

(Natalie moves out of sight)

The Premier and Salvatore hug; Navarre hugs Salvatore, and then Salvatore heads for the door. Salvatore walks off down the hall to the staircase, followed by his two guards.

(Premier) (To Navarre) "Why don't you invite our guest, the reporter to breakfast."

(Navarre) "Yes sir Premier."

Navarre turns to walk to the door to exit the room. He exits the room and sees Natalie, "Ah up already?"


(Natalie) "Yeah. Early to bed, early to rise and all."

(Navarre) "The Premier invites you to join him for breakfast."

(Natalie) "My pleasure."

(Navarre) "This way please."

Navarre leads Natalie into the dining hall, the premier speaks, "Thank you for joining me. Are you finding your stay here enjoyable?"

(Natalie) "Yes, thank you."

(Premier) "So, what do you want for breakfast? The chefs usually make steak and eggs today. Will that be okay?"

(Natalie) "Sounds good to me."

(Premier) The Premier says, "Do you mind if we watch the news while we eat? a Premier should know what's going on in his country."

(Natalie) "Not at all."

Navarre turns on the TV to the main government news channel, nothing but propaganda, so he changes to the main free news channel. Natalie sees a picture of Frank Salvatore on the TV

(Reporter) "A high court recently indicted the don of the Salvatore crime family, Frank Salvatore. His trial is expected to begin shortly."

(Natalie) "A friend of yours?"

(Premier) "Why do you ask that?" (Unsettled)

(Natalie) "Oh, no reason."

(TV- Reporter) "In other news, the chief witness against Salvatore in the case against him is still missing."

(Natalie) "How surprising."

(TV) (Recapping footage from when he got indicted) (Walking out of court)

(Reporter 1) "Mr. Salvatore, are you guilty?"

(Salvatore) “I’m just a businessman in the paper industry, trying to make an honest buck. And you people hound me day and night. Can’t you just leave me alone.”

(Reporter 2) "Mr. Salvatore, a few questions please."

(Salvatore) “Get out of my way you vultures.”

(Reporter 3) (Gets right in his face with a microphone) "Mr. Salvatore, what do you think of being indicted?"

(Salvatore) "Get the fu-- out of my face." (Punches the reporter directly in the face) “Get that camera off me.” (Punches the cameraman in the face, camera angles up).


(Natalie) "There's one man who needs his neck stretched."

(Premier) "He's just a businessman, trying to make his living like anybody else."

(Natalie) "Everybody else has to do it within the law."

(Premier) "He's never been convicted, this will be the first time he's actually made it to trial. Usually they just drop the charges when the witnesses either don't show up, or refuse to testify."

(Natalie) "Which is very easy for him to arrange."


(The TV continues to recap) "Footage from a brief interview with Mr. Frank Salvatore. As he was going into his indictment, he answered several questions."

(Reporter 1) "Mr. Salvatore, are you worried about being charged?"

(Salvatore) "No, not at all. I'm just a simple businessman."

(Reporter 1) "Are you the head of the Salvatore crime family?"

(Salvatore) "Crime Family? What's that?"

(Salvatore's lawyer) "No more questions please, we have to be moving along."



(Premier) (To Natalie) "See, he doesn't even know what they're talking about."

(Natalie) "Well he's hardly going to admit it is he?"

(Premier) "I think he's innocent."

(Natalie) "You would."

(Premier) "What do you mean by that?"

(Natalie) "Oh Premier. Ever optimistic. Do you think I will tell you what I know?"

(Premier) "What do you mean? You don't know anything about anything."

(Natalie) "Oh don't I?"

(Premier) "If you've been snooping about the country trying to gather evidence against Frankie, I suggest you stop. Those who spy on him have a bad habit of disappearing. And I wouldn't want you to disappear as well."

(Natalie) "I'll bet you wouldn't."

(Premier) "I'm just telling you, every time right before he’s gone to trial, witnesses start turning up missing, or with a sudden case of amnesia."

(Natalie) "Not a surprise."

(Premier) "But I kept my promises to the people, I fought crime. Violent crime is down 94% since I took power."

(Natalie) "And organized crime?"

(Premier) "No government studies done on that topic, our official stance is organized crime is dead."

(Premier) "But between you and I. I think it's probably up 500% at the least."

(Natalie) "Exactly."

The Premier removes a cigar from a holder, uses a pocket cutter on it, and then lights it with silver lighter.

(Premier) "Well the little guy on the street is better off, there are no pickpockets, the store owner is better off, and there are no robberies. The people walking down the dark alleys at night are safe, there are no murders. The organized crime doesn't affect the little guy, the organized guys, they make their money giving the little guy what he wants, but what is against the law."

(Natalie) "And let me ask this: Why then does the law exist?"

(Premier) (Exhales on his cigar) "To control people, keep society organized and out of anarchy. Why does any law exist?"

(Premier) "Gambling is illegal here, who benefits from such a law? Nobody, so entrepreneurs set up shop and cater to those who want to gamble. Who gets hurt? Both sides get what they want."

(Natalie) "Yes, fools get to waste their money and get into debt and the criminals get rich."

(TV continues) "This just in, one of the attorneys to be prosecuting the Salvatore case was killed after his car blew up. Police say they are currently investigating the explosion from the view that the car was poorly manufactured."

(Natalie) "Poorly manufactured eh?"

(On the TV, Police chief) "Well see the problem is, when they built the car, somebody must have accidentally stuck some dynamite to the engine. I don't know why though, we're going to call the car company and make sure they get their act together."

(Natalie) "Accidentally stuck dynamite...tell me, how do your people buy this rubbish?"

(Premier) "The police are just doing their job."

(On the TV) The police chief says, "I have a lot of work to do, the police are always busy. We'll keep you posted on this case as we learn what is going on." He walks away from the camera crews and steps into a new Mercedes, and then drives off.

(Natalie) "Interesting how new that car is."

(Premier) "Must just have been washed."


(Government news channel) "Some way-out conspiracy theorists are claiming that Frankie Salvatore ordered the hit against the attorney, and that the police were bought off to cover it up. It is quite clear that whoever believes such a theory needs a head examine.”

(Natalie) "I guess such an examination will not be favorable."

(Government Channel) "A recent poll of the general populace shows that 92% of people agree with the statement "Frank Salvatore is an upstanding citizen and businessman" only 6% disagreed, and 2% had no opinion."

(Natalie) "How surprising."

(Premier) "See the public knows who is good and who isn't. And Frankie, he's good."

(TV continues) "In other news, rumors are floating the government plans to outlaw alcohol. The rumors have sent drinkers into a buying frenzy as they attempt to stock up on their favorite drinks in anticipation of the ban."

(Natalie) (Quietly)"Rumors indeed...."

(Premier) "Did you say something Ms. Rush?"

(Natalie) "No just thinking aloud."

(Premier) (Picks up the phone) "Get me the Minister of the Interior, Arthur Frick. Hello, Arthur, yeah, no rumor, I want you to draft a law for prohibition of all alcohol. Yes I'm sure; I think it benefit everybody concerned. Okay, thank you."

(Premier) "Alcohol is something best left outlawed, everybody benefits from it being outlawed."

(Natalie) "Yes, especially the men who bootleg it."

(Premier) "Nope, there won't be any bootlegging, I'll form a special police task force to keep the bootleggers in check." (Thinking to himself, HA!)

(Premier) (Waiters walk in) "Ah, there's the food now."

(Waiter) (Gives Premier the silver plate with his steak on it). "Premier sir, may I ask you something?"

(Premier) "Certainly. What is it?"

(Waiter) "I have a son, and he's very ill, I want to be with him until he gets better would it."

(Premier) "Say no more, you can go. Why didn't you ask General Smith earlier?"

(Waiter) "I did sir, he just called me lazy and hit me with his cane."
(Premier) "Well General Smith is something of a brute, remember that. Just ask me directly from now on if you have a problem. Do you want my personal physician to take a look at your son? What doctor do you have?"

(Waiter) "Oh, we can't afford a doctor."

(Premier) "What, can't afford a doctor? Are you sure?"

(Waiter) "It's sad but true sir."

(Premier) "Smith's in charge of paying all of you. Let me see your pay records."

The waiter exits the dining hall, and returns about 10 minutes later with the pay records. The Premier yells, "That cheap jackass."

(Premier) "Here, we'll just add a few zeros and everything will be fine. Here you are to cover the doctor." (Hands him about 5,000 in cash).

(Waiter) "Thank you sir, you're most kind." The waiter exits the dining hall

(Premier) (To Natalie) "Shall we eat now."

(Natalie) "Yes."

(Premier) "Smith was only paying them 500 per month. For all the money Smith has, he sure is cheap."

(TV Continues) "It is official, Arthur Frick, Minister of the Interior, has just announced the passage of prohibition laws." (Cut to scenes of prohibition nutcases smashing bottles of wine)

(TV Continues) "It remains unclear if CM will be a dry society in practice or just in theory."

(Government Channel) "Comrade Premier Fabus in his quest to end alcoholism, drunkenness, lewd behavior, and other undesirable activity associated with drinking, has decided to rid the land of the plague known as alcohol. We should all thank the noble Comrade Premier Fabus."

(Natalie) "Think I'll take your example then. Care to join me with a hammer in your wine cellar?"

(Premier) "Hahahaha, no, no, I'll keep my wine if you don't mind."

(TV Continues) "This just in, Frankie Salvatore has received a full pardon from the Minister of Justice. It is unclear who granted the pardon, but it could be one of a number of government officials. Frankie simply said, "Thank You Curtis." A reporter asked, "There must be a million people named Curtis in this nation, can we get a last name." Salvatore declined and stated, "He knows who he is."

(Natalie) "I see. Your friend's off the hook, Curtis."

(Premier) "Friend? I hardly know the man."

(Natalie) "Really?"

(Premier) "Yup, hardly know him. Well I've met him a few times."

(Premier) "Well, come to think of it, we graduated from the same class in high school. He was 6th in our class of 700, he won the economics award, and the future businessman's award."

(Premier) "He was always looking to make a deal, to buy and sell."

(Navarre) "Yes, I agree. We should see what he's up to someday; invite him here perhaps. I sure would like to see him."

Natalie and the Premier finish eating, the premier asks, "Want to go for a swim?"

(Natalie) "No thanks...just want to relax."

(Premier) "There is a 50 foot wide jacuzzi and a sauna, care to use either of them?"

(Natalie) "I think I could use a jacuzzi."

(Premier) "Shall we go then? I'm just going to relax in it and read the paper; it's a day old paper though, probably nothing interesting. Shall we go then?"

Natalie and the Premier walk to the poolroom, the jacuzzi is through doors inside the poolroom, it is completely made of marble and looks incredibly expensive.

(Natalie) "How are you going to read a paper in a Jacuzzi?"

(Premier) "Just sit back and read it." (Smiles) He folds the paper open, it is a tabloid, she sees the headline on the front page, it is one day old it reads, "Prohibition to come, government giving business to mob.” Page 2: "Premier's mafia connections."

(Premier) "Funny stuff eh, too bad they don't print something that isn't just crap."

(Natalie) "Indeed."

(Premier) "Nobody in the country believes any of this tabloid crap anyway, good thing to I guess."

Natalie notices the Premier has a tattoo identical to Smith and Navarre, on his right upper arm. A parachute with a rifle above it.

(Natalie) "Another paratroop."

(Premier) "Yes, you'll find most of my top generals were all in the same parachute brigade as I was."

(Premier) "When the civil war started, our brigade was ordered to help crush the whites, but instead, the men deposed the brigade commander, made me the commander, and we jumped into the capital and decapitated the capitalist government in one stroke."

(Premier) "They actually expected us to turn our guns on our own people. They were rising up because 80% of them were below the poverty line."

(Premier) "Granted the number of people defined in the lower class has remained largely the same, my regime has managed it so that only 30% of the people are below the poverty line. We define "lower class" as below 40,000 per year."

(Natalie) "Nice."

(Premier) "I was poor, did you know that. A peasant, well below the poverty line, and I don't think anybody should have to endure that. But I managed to endure, and I'm a better person because of it."

(Natalie) "So I see."

(Navarre) "Premier, Premier, you have a visitor."

(Premier) "Who is it."

(Navarre) "Come on in."

The Premier's mother comes in; he jumps out of the jacuzzi and runs to hug her, "Mom, it's been so long. I'm so glad you're here."

(Mother) "Curtis, I haven't spoken to you for 20 years because I told you communism is wrong, but I heard you were ill, possibly dying, and I didn't want to not see you again."

(Premier) "But mother, we're basically fascists, communist is just a title."

(Mother) "Oh my, so you're telling me for 20 years I didn't talk to you because of a mistake. Oh my, can you forgive me Curtis?"

(Natalie) (Quietly) "Thanks for telling me that, honey."

(Premier) "Of course mother, you know I can't stay mad at you."

(Mother) "Can I see my grandchildren? Where are they?"

(Premier) "They're all soldiers now mother, or government officials. You can go to the Republican Guard Headquarters and find most of them working there. I'll take you there myself, shall we go."

(Mother) "No Curtis, you need your rest, the doctor says you can't be running around. You never did slow down, working in the coal mines as a boy, earning all those awards in school, staying out till odd hours when you had free time, always staying after at school to study extra and such. You stay here and relax, I'm 63, not 83, I can manage to get there myself, I'll come back and visit with you later, and we can talk as long as you want.”

(Premier) (Looks the happiest Natalie has ever seen him) "Yes mother, I'll be waiting."

His mother walks out to go visit her grandchildren, Navarre comes in smiling, "Are you happy sir" The Premier jumps about, "Of course I'm happy, I'm delighted." He runs up and hugs Navarre.

(Premier) (Walks back to the jacuzzi) "My mother is back, my mother is back." (Happy laughter).

(Natalie) "So I gathered."

(Premier) "What a joyous occasion, however shall I celebrate." "Navarre, bring me a bottle of wine, 1938."

(Premier) "So Ms. Rush, what are your plans for the day? Would you care to see the RG on parade?"

(Natalie) "I've got nothing else to do!"

(Premier) "Smith told me you were in a tank unit, would you care to see one of our T-98 tanks?"

(Natalie) "I would indeed."

(Premier) "You'll be here for what about 3 weeks, how would you like to do a film project of this estate, you can film anything on the estate and make it into a culture film."

(Natalie) "That'd be interesting, I have to say." (Thinking to herself: And who knows what I might find..?)

(Premier) "I know what you're thinking, you'll go poking around and uncover some deep, dark secrets lying around here. Well we keep most of the secret stuff elsewhere." (Chuckles)

(Natalie) "I had guessed that, you know."

(Premier) "You should have a fun time though, there is plenty to film here. I recently purchased all the land for about 20 miles in any direction. Stalingrad is the largest private estate in the nation."

(Premier) "The second largest estate is owned by Frankie Salvatore."

(Natalie) "Really?" (Thinking to herself: I wonder why!)

(Premier) "Yes, he is the most successful paper businessman ever. He runs a paper company."

(Premier) (Takes out a cigar from a holder, cuts it, puts it in his mouth, lights it) "Care for one?"

(Natalie) "No thank you. Do you all smoke cigars?"

(Premier) "What makes you ask that?"

(Natalie) "Everyone here smokes them."

(Premier) "Maybe, could be. I'll check into that sometime. Did you know General Salazar owns the 2nd largest tobacco company in the nation. I own the largest."

(Natalie) "Ah. I see why everyone smokes cigars."

(Premier) "If you read the tabloids, they claim we brainwash kids to smoke at young ages. That's just a load of crap, tabloids will print anything to get somebody to buy their paper."

(Natalie) "Hmm. So why does everyone smoke here in spite of the link with lung cancer and emphysema?”

(Premier) "Oh, well see our surgeon general published studies that show that smoking actually improves lung capacity, and makes you look cool and important."

(Natalie) "I see."

(Natalie) "He wouldn't happen to own shares in any of these companies would he?"

(Premier) "He has about 500,000 shares of Salazar Imperial Tobacco, and 1 million shares of Fabus Premium Tobacco.”

(Natalie) "Thought as much."

(Natalie) "He doesn't smoke himself does he?"

(Premier) "No, he says he doesn't want lung cancer."

(Natalie) "Ironic."

(Premier) "He also says he already is cool and important, so smoking is unnecessary."

(Premier) (Coughing) "Shall we go then, the tanks are something you just have to see."

(Natalie) "Alright." (She laughs)

(Premier) "Something funny?" (Inhales on his cigar)

(Natalie) "Oh, nothing, nothing."

(Premier) "Okay, lets go." (They walk passed general Navarre, who is smoking a cigar, they walk up B3, there are 50 guards sitting around, 22 of them are smoking cigars, 18 are smoking cigarettes, and the rest are chewing tobacco)

(Natalie) (Quietly) "Idiots."





Natalie and Premier Fabus walk to the front of the Stalingrad mansion, a limousine is waiting.

(Premier) "Shall we go then?"

(Natalie) "Yeah, I think so."

The premier opens the door for Natalie and waits for her to get in. He then gets in also; there is room for easily 10 people in the back of the limousine. Captain Arthur Nelson also gets into the limo, he sits in the back with the premier and Natalie, also two guards get into the front of the limousine and one gets into the middle section. The Premier tells the driver, “RG Parade Grounds.”

The driver starts the engine and starts to pulls away, but as they are pulling away another limousine pulls up in front of them, the driver of the Premier’s limo stops and waits. From the limousine that just pulled up, two men wearing long overcoats step out and one opens the door for a man in an expensive suit. The man in the suit walks over to the Premier’s limousine. He taps on the window, the premier presses the window button to roll the window down and he tells the man, “Get in Joey.” It is Joey Spilotro representing his brother, don Vito Spilotro of the Spilotro crime family. The man gets into the back of the limousine with the Premier. The Premier’s limousine pulls away and heads for the parade grounds.

The Premier sets his cigar down in a golden ashtray and picks up a bottle of liquor and pours himself a drink.

(Premier) “Natalie Rush, meet Joey Spilotro, a businessman in the entertainment industry.”

(Joey) (To Natalie) “Nice to meet you.”

(Natalie) (To Joey) "And you too."

(Premier) “Anybody care for a drink?”

(Joey) “Sure, a drink would be nice.” The Premier hands him a glass of liquor.

(Premier) (To Natalie) “Joey and I are going to speak in Italian, we don’t discuss business in English in the presence of those not involved in the business. I’m sure you understand.”

The Premier and Joey begin to speak in Italian.

(Premier) “A che dovuto devo la sua visita? Il suo Vito di fratello è bene? Come gli affari è?”
(Translation) To what due I owe your visit? Is your brother Vito well? How is business?

(Joey) “Sì, sì, siamo tutto il pozzo. Gli affari è belli, ma alcuni problemi minori ho bisogno di discutere con lei.”
(Translation) Yes, yes, we are all well. Business is fine, but a few minor problems I need to discuss with you.

(Premier) “Giusto, che lei deve dire?”
(Translation) Okay, what do you have to say?

(Joey) “Ho sentito che lei ha fatto per Frankie, il mio Vito di fratello è sconvolto perché della polizia caparbia ha chiuso uno dei nostri casinò giù. Speravo che lei potrebbe prendere i nostri ragazzi fuori di prigione e prende il calore via da di noi.”
(Translation) I heard what you did for Frankie, my brother Vito is upset because some headstrong police shut one of our casinos down. I was hoping you could get our boys out of jail and get the heat off of us.

(Premier) “Il suo Vito di fratello, è un uomo d'affari buono, mi assicurerò che i suoi impiegati sono rilasciati e che quelli vigilano sa per lasciare i suoi casinò soli.”
(Translation) Your brother Vito, he is a good businessman, I will make sure that your employees are released and that those police know to leave your casinos alone.

(Joey) “Il mio Vito di fratello vuole allargarsi i nostri affari. Abbiamo degli acri di trenta-mille di terreno agricolo e di Vito vuole crescere del papavero.”
(Translation) My brother Vito wants to expand our business. We have about thirty-thousand acres of farmland and Vito wants to grow some poppy.

(Premier) “Giusto, lei ciò può fare. Assicurerò le aree lei crescono in sono dichiarato vietato per drogare l'imposizione. Ma non voglio quel rifiuto venduto in questo paese. Dove lei vanno venderlo?”
(Translation) Okay, you can do that. I'll make sure the areas you're growing in are declared off-limits to drug enforcement. But I don't want that junk sold in this country. Where are you going to sell it?

(Joey) “Conficcheremo a esportare esso. Lo venderemo all'esterno di negri della nazione.”
(Translation) We'll stick to exporting it. We'll sell it to the negroes outside of the nation.

(Premier) “Prendo dieci percento, come al solito.”
(Translation) I get ten percent, as usual.

(Joey) “Sì, certo. Lei prende il taglio usuale dalla cosa nostra.”
(Translation) Yes, of course. You get the usual cut from our thing.

(Natalie looks a little startled at the mention of “Cosa Nostra”)

(Premier) “Sono Vito sicuro che sarà felice di sentire ha la luce verde per il suo eroina.”
(Translation) I am sure Vito will be happy to hear he has the green light for his heroin.

(Joey) “Sì, sarà certamente per favore. Sono sicuro che lei sono per favore che lei farà dieci percento.”
(Translation) Yes, he will certainly be please. I am sure you are please that you'll be making ten percent.

(Premier) “Bene come sempre, è un piacere fare affari con lei e la sua famiglia.”
(Translation) Well as always, it is a pleasure to do business with you and your family.

The men stop talking in Italian,

(Joey) "So what your plans today Premier?"

(Premier) "We're going to see the RG units on parade. Then perhaps the horse races."

(Premier) (To Natalie) "Would you like to go to the horse races?"

(Natalie) "Yeah, why not?"

(Premier) "That's the spirit, hey Joey, doesn't your brother own the Neshoba County Race Track."

(Joey) "Yes, Vito owns it."



The limousine stops at the RG parade grounds, Joey gets out, gets into his limousine that followed behind and then leaves.

(Natalie) "Where's he off to?"

(Premier) "He’s a busy man."

(Premier) (To Natalie) "We'll this is the parade grounds. Shall we go."

(Natalie) "Right."

(Premier) "This way, we're sitting in the Premier's box at the head of the parade grounds."

Captain Arthur Nelson gets out first, and then the other 3 guards get out. The Premier gets out, and opens the door for Natalie and waits for her to get out.

(Natalie) "Thank you."

(Premier) "You're welcome. So tell me, have you ever seen 5 entire armored divisions on parade?"

(She looks at him levelly)

(Natalie) "What do you think we do every May Day mate? I've driven in parades that size. Well actually I've shouted at my driver in parades that size." *She laughs* "Ah, the memories..."

(Premier) "There will be 2,500 T-98 tanks, 11,250 BMP-3s, 1,500 SPA, 1,000 SA-19s. It will be large."

(Premier) "Bertrand Navarre says he has a surprise for me at this parade. I wonder what it is. Well let's go, we'll soon find out."

They walk forward to the Premier's box, the crowds wave and cheer, at least 500,000 local residents are crowded around, and over 50 million are watching it on TV, more would attend, but it is a workday.

General Navarre stands up on the podium opposite the Premier's box. "Comrade Premier Fabus, I am honored to Present to you the 1st Republican Guard Armored Division "Curtis Fabus" Soldiers present yourselves before your premier.”

The Parade is lead by T-98 tanks, the hatches up, the crews wearing their parade uniforms, the commander of the lead tank, a brigadier general, salutes Fabus with his right arm, Fabus stands up and returns the salute. 2,250 BMP-3s pass by, the crews all the same, the hatches up, giving the salute. The 18,000 panzer grenadiers of the division all march by in standard parade goosestep fashion, their right arms all extended outward. Fabus salutes them all as they march by. The other divisions march by in pretty much the same fashion, except for the 2nd RG Armored Division "The White Knights of Mississippi", so named because all soldiers in the unit are also members of the WKM, marched by wearing robes and hoods. They saluted with their left arms.

(Natalie) "Why do they salute with the left arm?"

(Premier) "It's the Klan way."

(Natalie) "I see."

(Premier) "It's how Americans saluted the flag up until the 1930s when people said it was too close to Nazism, although Americans had been doing it since the 1800s.”

General Navarre takes the podium again and speaks, "Comrade Fabus, I present to you one-hundred thousand soldiers from the combat guerilla brigades of the White Knights of Mississippi." With those words from around the corner begins the march of 100,000 white knights of Mississippi in their standard robes and hoods. The first 1,000 are mounted on horses.” They all salute the premier with their left arms. It takes about 60 minutes for everybody to march by.

Then Navarre takes the podium again, "Premier Fabus, I present to you a surprise, a newly formed division of the Republican Guard. The 21st Republican Guard Armored Division "Fabus Junge", soldiers present yourselves to your premier." With those words the 18,000 panzer grenadiers of the youth division begin their march passed their premier. Natalie notices all the soldiers are 16, 17, and 18. Only a few of the officers are over 18.


(Natalie) "Hitler Youth."

(Premier) "Not at all, they're Fabus Youth."

The youths all smile and appear happy as they pass the premier, in stark contrast from the emotionless faces of the older soldiers who went by. The youths lack the iron discipline of the older soldiers.

(Navarre) "This class of soldiers has finished their training and will take their place alongside their older brethren in the Republican Guard. Hail Fabus!"

The cries of over 200,000 soldiers and the entire crowd, "Hail Fabus."

(Natalie) "Nutters."

(Premier) (To Natalie) "Wasn't that a lovely parade, nice to see the youth involved in the military instead of out on the street dealing drugs. Isn't it?"

(Natalie) "True."

(Premier) "That parade was mostly just to commemorate their entrance into the Guard, we have a much larger one each year, to celebrate our victory in the civil war. Over 5 million soldiers march in the civil war parade."

(Premier) "Well, shall we go then, the racetrack is just a few miles down the road."

(Natalie) "Yeah, alright."

As they are leaving a man in a suit walks up to the Premier, he was in the crowd. "Hey Premier Fabus, can I get a word with you for a few minutes. My boss sent me to talk to you."

(Premier) "Who do you represent?

(Man) "Don Anthony Ciano."

(Premier) "Okay, good. Come with me, we were just heading to the track."

(Premier) "You're his assistance aren't you?"

(Natalie) "Another friend?"

(Man) "I'm his brother, Alessandro Ciano."

(Premier) (To Natalie) "A business associate."



They all get into the limousine, and it begins to head to the racetrack.

(Premier) (To Natalie) "Mr. Ciano and I are going to speak in Italian. I hope you understand."

(Natalie) "Of course."

(Alessandro) “La polizia chiude alcuni dei nostri bordelli ed arrestando alcuni del nostro muscolo. Abbiamo bisogno di lei per prenderloro per licenziare. Lei ciò può fare? Abbiamo anche bisogno di forse une persone di dozzina perdonate..”
(Translation) The police have been closing down some of our brothels and arresting some of our muscle. We need you to get them to lay off. Can you do that? We also need perhaps a dozen people pardoned.

(Premier) “Sì, posso maneggiare tutto ciò. Il discorso a Arthur Frick, lo può aiutare fuori da come bene.”
(Translation) Yes, I can handle all of that. Talk to Arthur Frick, he can help you out as well.
(Natalie recognizes the name Arthur Frick)

(Alessandro) “Penso che i Russi o i Tedeschi potrebbero tentare di avviare una guerra sopra contrabbandare di torba.”
(Translation) I think the Russians or the Germans might try to start up a war over bootlegging turf.

(Premier) “La marca bene giusta un accordo con Spilotro e Salvatore che lei lotterà i Russi e Tiene la violenza a un minimo. Non voglio che qualunque persone innocenti hanno raggiunto nelle sue guerre.”
(Translation) Well just make an agreement with Spilotro and Salvatore that you will fight the Russians and keep the violence to a minimum. I don't want any innocent people caught up in your wars.

(Natalie) "So...you have problems between gangs eh?" (Thinking to herself: Damnit I said that aloud).

(Alessandro) "Gangs? Who said anything about gangs?"

(Premier) "Mr. Ciano is in the insurance business."

(Natalie) "I see."

(Alessandro) "Yes, we make sure people are insured against any accidents that might occur." (The way he says accidents unsettles her).

(Premier) "The two men you met earlier, the first one is the CEO of a major paper company, the second was in the entertainment industry."

(Natalie) "I see."

(Alessandro) "My boss, he has a lot of stake in loans, entertainment, and pawn shops."

(Natalie) "How surprising."

(Alessandro) (To Premier) "Il mio capo amerebbe per entrare negli affari di agricoltura. Forse crescere il papavero per la produzione di eroina di esportare. "
(Translation) My boss would like to get into the farming business. Perhaps grow poppy for production of heroin to export.

(Natalie) (Export eh?)

(Premier) "Certainly."

The limousine arrives at the racetrack. Alessandro steps out as it is still idling to a stop. "I must go and inform Anthony of the good news."

(Premier) "Shall we go then, the races await."

(Natalie) "Coming!"

(Premier) "So how much do you plan to lose today?"

(Natalie) "Well I'm pretty well skint”

(Premier) "I think I can part with 5 or 10 million, never leave here ahead of the game."

(Premier) "No money eh?"

(Natalie) "Added to which I consider gambling to be pretty stupid."

(Premier) "Nonsense, here go bet on a few horses." (He hands her a large brown bag)

She looks inside, at least 250,000 dollars in cash.

(Natalie) "Score."

The Premier sees a friend of his, Vito Spilotro, "I'll be right back, I see a friend. You go place your bets, I'll be back in a moment."

(Natalie) "OK."

The Premier walks off towards Vito. Almost immediately, Vito sees the Premier, he walks up and the two men hug.

(Premier) "Ah Vito, how are you."

(Vito) "I am fine Curtis, what about you?"

(Premier) "I'll be okay, the doctor just told me to stay off my feet for a few weeks, nothing too stressful."

(Vito) "Well I got lots of stress, those damn Russians and their contract killings, there's a war brewing."

(Natalie sticks as much of the money as possible in her available pockets, then heads for the nearest food stand)

Vito and the Premier walk off to a private lounge above the track, where the view is better and they can talk in private. They talk for about 10 minutes about the brewing mob war. The Premier suggests Vito ally with the other two Italian mafia dons against the Russian mob. Vito agrees. Then Vito sends an assistant to go invite Natalie up to the sky lounge.


A tall man in an overcoat approaches Natalie. "Mr. Spilotro and Premier Fabus invite you to their sky box."

(She looks at him in a puzzled way and quickly swallows part of a ham sandwich)

(Natalie) "Tell him thanks but I like it down here."

(Mobster) "Well, the view and the food are better up there. It's also air conditioned."

Natalie realizes it is probably 95+ degrees out.

(Natalie) "True..."

(Mobster) "You are Natalie Rush right. You're the right one, I was told to find her and invite her up. Premier said she'd probably jump at the chance to go to the skybox. He didn't tell me nothing about her other than she's the cute young redhead who most certainly is buying food rather than placing bets."

(Natalie) "Indeed. I can eat my way out of anything. Alright, come on."

(Cute young redhead indeed. I don’t know, can't he keep himself to himself at all?)

(Mobster) "He also said you'd probably give me an attitude because you had an attitude problem." (Chuckles)

(Natalie) "Indeed."

Natalie arrives at the skybox, there are 3 men wearing dark sunglasses, suits, and overcoats standing around outside the door to Vito’s box. She notices they all have MP-5s tucked under their coats.

(Natalie) "Worried about something, premier?"

(Vito) "Oh no, those are my men out there."

(Vito) "A businessman such as myself must take precautions so that competitors don't attack me."

(Natalie) "I see." (She sounds dubious)

(Premier) "Ah, I see you've bought food, did you manage to place any bets?"

(Premier) "Well I've just placed 10 million on number 2."

Vito motions to his man in the room; the man quietly talks into a walkie-talkie and says "Number 2." (The race has just been rigged so the Premier wins. Vito wants him to win so he's happy and agrees to help him in the mob war). Natalie was the only one who saw Vito motion at the man. (Natalie looks at the conversation)

The race begins, Number 2 bolts out of the starting gate, and one of the other jockeys falls from his horse and doesn't even get out of the gate. Another horse runs into the wall, yet another just runs in circles. Only one horse that makes it out of the gate manages to stay neck in neck with number 2. The premier jumps up from his seat, "It's going to be close." As they near the finish line the other horse just runs to the side.

(Premier) "Those jockeys need practice."

(Natalie) "Indeed. Or maybe they had other problems."

(Vito) (To the Premier) "What say we play some poker, 5 card draw." (Looks at Natalie) "Does the lady wish to join?"

(Natalie) "No thanks. I get the feeling winning would be challenging."

(Premier) "Not true, not true. Come on, a nice friendly game. Come on Ms. Rush, you'll enjoy it. Besides, you'll be losing my money, so what do you care eh." (Chuckles)

(Natalie) "Good point. I still have a bit left."

(Premier) "Oh, we go with a minimum bet of 1 million, but I'll keep you covered."

The three of them sit down and begin to play cards; Vito shuffles the deck like a pro. He deals out the cards. The Premier bets the minimum 1 million. Vito bets 1 million.

(Natalie) "I don't even have that much you know."

(Premier) "I got you covered."

The Premier takes 2 cards, Vito takes 3, and Natalie took 3 cards. Vito raised 5 million; Premier saw his 5 million and raised him 3. Vito saw the 3 and then called. Natalie folded. The Premier had 4 aces, Vito had a straight flush.

(Vito) "Looks like I win. Getting some of that horse money back eh?"

(Premier) "Yeah, you're winning it back."

(Vito) "How about instead of the money, you give me some items."

(Premier) "What sort of items?"

(Vito) "Missili di anti-serbatoio di milano."
(Translation) Milan anti-tank missiles

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Missiles from Milan....Missiles...Milan...ATGMs/)

(Premier) “Sì, certamente. Quanto lei ha bisogno di? Un migliaio basta?”
(Translation) Yes, certainly. How many do you need? Is one thousand enough?

(Vito) “Sì, è certamente.”
(Translation) Yes, it certainly is.

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: (Hmm...an awful lot of missiles.)

Premier's cell phone rings, it is his doctor, he is yelling at him, "What are you doing out and about, get back here now and get some rest."

The Premier says, "Well my doctor is quite angry. I have to go."

(Premier) "Ms. Rush. Shall we go then? Perhaps we can watch a movie in the bunker, there is a movie theater there you know."

(Natalie) "Sounds good to me." *She picks up the ample supply of food she's bought in her arms*

(Premier) (To Vito) "I'll make sure the lumber gets delivered on time for your needs."

(Vito) "Thank You Premier."

(Natalie) (Thinking to herself: Lumber my ass!)

The Premier and Natalie walk out of the skybox, Captain Arthur Nelson was standing outside talking with the mobsters about their favorite weapons. They were showing each other their MP-5s and pistols. Natalie sees one holding an MP-5 with a collapsible stock.

(Natalie looks at it grimly)

(Premier) "Ms. Rush, these are security guards for the racetrack."

(Natalie) "Ah. I see."

Natalie overhears one of the guards say, "If the Russians try anything here." (He motions with his gun and makes shooting noises).

(She raises an eyebrow)

(Premier) "Ah, let's get going. I'm growing tired. Perhaps you have a movie in mind that you want to see."

(Natalie) "Yeah. The Godfather." (She laughs mirthlessly)

They get into the limousine for the ride back to Stalingrad




Information about the biggest mobsters in CM.



Frank (Frankie) “Glock” Salvatore (43) Don of the Salvatore Crime Family. Attended the same high school as Curtis Fabus. Graduated 6th in his class, won economics award and future businessman’s award. Involved in major weapons smuggling, major bootlegging, smalltime gambling, major counterfeiting of foreign currency, moderate money laundering, and other black market enterprises. Uses Paper business as a cover. Got his nickname because he used to be a smalltime thug involved in petty extortion and he always carried a glock pistol with him.

Vito Spilotro (46) Don of the Spilotro Crime Family. Involved mostly in casinos, drug production for exportation, prostitution, and labor pension scams.

Joseph (Joey) “Sap Gloves” Spilotro (41) A brother and a top lieutenant of Vito Spilotro. Started out as hired muscle, used to shake people down for “protection” money. Earned his nickname by always using sap gloves to beat people to a pulp. (Sap gloves are just leather gloves weighted with steel shot).

Anthony Ciano (47) Don of the Ciano Crime Family. Involved mostly in prostitution, extortion, loan sharking, fencing stolen goods, and some drug production for export.

Alessandro Ciano (42) Brother and top lieutenant of Anthony Ciano.

Bumpy.

The Russian mafia lead by Boris Orlov was strongest in Amite County. The location, a restaurant in Pike County (County next to Amite) where some of the Russian gangsters were known to frequent.

Outside the restaurant, a 1981 black Cadillac Eldorado pulled up to the curb about 200 feet from the restaurant. The driver said, “Okay, you know the plan, you two go out the alley door and I’ll pick you up around the corner.” The passenger got out, then the man in the back got out through the front passenger door. The two men had long overcoats on; underneath their coats they each had a weapon. One man had an MP-5, the other had a 12-gauge semi-automatic sawed-off shotgun. Each man also a Beretta 92 pistol. The two men walked briskly to the entrance.

There were 8 Russian gangsters and about 71 customers in the restaurant. Salvatore’s hired guns knew the place well; they’d looked over blueprints of it until they could memorize the best way in and out.

The Russians would probably be in the back, in the private room, the two men walked in.

The hostess asked them, “Do you have reservations?” One of them replied, “We’re joining our friends, they are here, they’re in the back.” The hostess replied, “Oh, you’re with them? They’re in the back, do you want me to tell them you’re here?” The other man with the overcoat replied, “Yeah, we’re with them. No need to tell them, we’ll find our own way back, thanks.” He then handed the hostess a 50-dollar bill. The two men made their way to the back of the restaurant at a pace that would not arouse any suspicion. They neared the door to the private room the Russians were in.

One of the men bumped into a waitress, “Sorry” she said, then smiled and moved on.

The two men were right outside the door; they each had a hand their hand under their coats. They pushed the door open, and walked in.

A Russian turned, “What the hell are you doing in here, this is a private room.” As he spoke those words, the two men whipped out their weapons. A shotgun blast to the chest sent the Russian who had turned flying from his chair. The man with MP-5 cut down 2 more as they tried to jump out of their seats. One man tried to pull out a pistol but a shotgun blast blew him and his chair over. Two more shotgun blasts, each one sent a man flying back with great force. The man with the MP-5 sprayed the last two in the room. The man with the shotgun dropped it, the man with the MP-5 tossed it against the wall. The customers in the restaurant were running and screaming for the front door. The two gunmen ran out the backdoor into the alley. They ran about 60 feet to the waiting Cadillac, they piled in through the front passenger door, and the car sped away.

They had left 7 dead and 1 seriously injured. The mob war had begun, and the Italians had struck first.

In Jefferson County outside of an import warehouse that was just a front for a weapons smuggling operation of the Salvatore family.

A young member of the Salvatore outfit is walking down the sidewalk towards the warehouse.

The Russians had decided to strike back for the earlier attack against their people in the restaurant. As the young member of the Salvatore organization was about 200 feet from the door to the import, a motorcycle sped by, there were two men on it, the motorcycle stopped, the man on the back fired both barrels from a double-barreled 12 gauge into the young man walking towards the warehouse. The young man flew into a nearby wall, his body contorted and twitched. The motorcycle sped off. The Russians were striking back.

The premier's limousine arrived back at the mansion. The Premier stepped out, he said to the others, "Shall we go then." Captain Arthur Nelson stepped out, and scanned the surroundings, as he always does. The other 3 guards stepped out

The Premier's doctor was outside the mansion, waiting to yell at the Premier for not resting enough

(Doctor) "Damnit Curtis, I told you to stay off your feet. Tomorrow you better not be running around."

(Premier) "Sorry, tomorrow I'm going grouse hunting with Frankie Salvatore."

(Natalie) "Is that a good idea?"

(Doctor) "No, no it isn't. I'm not kidding you Curtis, stay off your feet, you could have a heart attack or a stroke. And stop smoking." (Takes the cigar from the premier's mouth and tosses it on the ground, a servant jumps to pick it up and take it to a trashcan)

(Premier) "I'm a big boy doctor, I can take care of myself." (Puts a new cigar in his mouth)

(Doctor) "Damnit Curtis, you complain you don't want to get sick, but you never listen to the advice I give you. You're the most stubborn patient I have."

(Premier) "I'm the only patient you have."

(Premier) "Tomorrow morning I am going grouse hunting with my friend Frankie. Is that okay doctor?"

(Doctor) "Fine, but I suggest you get some rest now then."

(Natalie) (I thought you didn't know him, Premier...) (Quietly, to herself) "Oh what a tangled web we weave..."

(Premier) "Did you say something Ms. Rush?"

(Natalie) "No, no, just thinking. Got a lot of poems and whatnot floating about up here."

As they are standing outside of the mansion, a large animal carrying truck arrives, the delivery crew says, "Premier Fabus, a gift from Vito Spilotro." They open the door and an elephant walks out. The card says, "Thank you for approving my farming business, I thought you might like to add an elephant to your private zoo."

(Natalie) "Why have you got a private zoo?"

(Premier) (Jokingly) "Because I don't like waiting in lines at the public zoo."

(Premier) "There are over 1,000 different animals in my private zoo. Would you care to see the zoo sometime Ms. Rush."

(Natalie) "Yes, sounds like it'd be good."

(Premier) "Have you ever swam with dolphins, it's really quite fun."

(Natalie) "Can't say I have. They don't often venture into our waters."

(Captain Nelson) (Quietly and jokingly to Premier) "Vito's enemies, they often get to swim with sharks." The Premier chuckles.

(Natalie) "Funny guy."

The Premier takes a cigarette from a holder in his suit pocket, puts it in his mouth, and then Captain Nelson lights it for him. The Premier says, "Shall we all go inside then, it looks like rain. Arthur, see the elephant gets to my zoo."

(Premier) (To Natalie) "Do you wish to watch a movie Ms. Rush?"

(Natalie) “What’s on?”

(Premier) "Whatever you want to watch. Might I suggest Joseph's Mladic most famous production?”

(Natalie) "What's this, Jewish Opponents of Freedom and how to kill them, part XXIII?"

(Premier) (Takes a long drag on his cigarette, sighs) "No, not at all Ms Rush. The documentary is called "The Jewish Menace."

(Natalie) "Sounds riveting. Well as long as you don't happen to know Jews for yourself and find them alright people I suppose."

(Premier) "You should watch it before you just dismiss it as nonsense. Come, we'll watch it, you might learn something."

(Premier) (As it begins to rain) "Shall we go then?"

They're about 800 yards from the mansion front foyer, Captain Nelson takes out an umbrella and holds it over Natalie, The Premier offers Natalie a cigarette.

(Natalie) "Danke. Got a light?"

(Premier) "You're welcome." Uses a golden lighter to light her cigarette.

A guard from the limousine gets out an umbrella and holds it over the Premier.

(Natalie) "Cheers. I still have one occasionally." *She takes a drag* "Bit bland. We get coarser tobacco as a rule."

(Premier) (As the raining intensifies) "Shall we go then? This is awful weather."

Captain Nelson continues to hold an umbrella over Natalie and a guard continues to hold an umbrella over the Premier.

(Natalie) "Yeah, may as well. What the hell, I need a tasteless laugh."

(Premier) "Very well, this way then."

(She follows)

The premier finishes smoking and drops his cigarette on the ground, a servant rushes to pick it up to take it to a trash can, the premier motions to another servant who places a new cigarette in the premier's mouth, then lights it. They walk the 800 yards to the mansion foyer entrance, captain nelson and the guard hold umbrellas for Natalie and the Premier.

By the time the Premier gets to the entrance door, he has finished smoking and tosses his cigarette down; another servant grabs it to throw it away. He takes out a cigar, cuts it, places it in his mouth, and aide lights it, and he begins to smoke it.

The Premier and Natalie, followed by Captain Nelson arrive at the basement and begin the walk down the 60 flights of stairs into the bunker. After about 10 minutes of walking down stairs, the Premier says, "Here we are."

(Natalie) "Why the hell don't the lifts work?"

(Premier) "I don't know, they're supposed to have fixed it by now. Arthur, I want you to personally see to it that those engineers finish fixing the elevator tomorrow, tell them if they don't finish it by tomorrow, you'll toss them down the elevator shaft and find somebody who will."

(Natalie) "Crude yet effective."

(Nelson) "Yes my Premier."

(Premier) "Arthur, I've told you, my name is Curtis."

(Nelson) "Sorry sir, I'm just not used to addressing a boss by his first name."

(Premier) "Quite alright."

(Premier) "Well Ms. Rush, do you want anything to watch the movie with? Popcorn, etc."

(Natalie) "Nah, I'm alright."

They all arrive on B4, Natalie sees three men in overcoats waiting on B4 inside the entrance room, she sees a man in an expensive silk suit, she recognizes him as Frank Salvatore. The Premier walks up, the two men hug, they say a few words in Italian, and then the Premier asks him, "What are you doing here right now?" Frankie replies that, "Since we're going hunting tomorrow, and I live over 500 miles away, I figured I'd come early." The Premier replies, "Well we got plenty of guest rooms, you're always welcome here Frankie."

(Premier) (To Frankie) "Well we were just about to watch a movie, so perhaps you'd like to keep yourself occupied in the meantime."

(Frankie) (looking at Natalie) "Who's the lovely lady? You should introduce us Curtis"

(Premier) "Natalie Rush, this is Frank Salvatore, a businessman in the paper industry."

(Natalie) "So I gathered."

(Frankie) "Pleased to meet you Ms. Rush. What sort of work do you do?"

(Natalie) “Journalism. Show people the truth and all that."

(Natalie) "I feel people should always be made aware of reality."

(Frankie) "Ah, a journalist, I've had plenty of dealings and experience with journalists."


(Natalie) "Oh really? I'd have thought a paper magnat wouldn't be too involved with them."


(Frankie) "I deal in paper and paper products, recently I began to get into the olive oil business."

(Frankie) "We're also currently diversifying our portfolio and getting into shipping and receiving and entertainment."

(Natalie) "Still can't see much reason for you to be in contact with my kind often...still. Life's full of little unexplained things isn't it, Mr. Salvatore."

(Frankie) "Yes, it sure is. But you can always count on friends to help you out." (Puts his arm around Curtis)

(Natalie) "Yes, I'd noticed that."

Frankie takes out a cigar and puts it in his mouth, one of the men in an overcoat takes out a lighter, lights his cigar. Frankie thanks him, he says, "You're welcomed, Don Salvatore."

(Frankie) "I'm going to go for a swim, you two enjoy your movie." (Talking to Natalie and Curtis)

Frankie leaves the room and heads to go swimming

(Premier) "Shall we go to the theatre then?"

(Natalie) "Yeah, alright. Business must be good for him."

(Premier) "Yes it is. But why do you say that?"

(Natalie) "Well I didn't get the impression that he was in any way low on money. Yet as I recall the international paper market isn't exactly big-money stuff. Paper's abundant."

(Premier) "He deals in special high quality paper."

(Premier) "Rare paper that takes much effort to get just right."

(Premier) "Well then, shall we go, I'm sure you'll find the movie informative and enjoyable."

(Natalie) "Indeed."

The two of them walk into the private theatre in the bunker; there are about 100 seats in there. The Premier asks Natalie, "Where do you want to sit?"

(Natalie) "I dunno...*she grins, then sprawls across two seats* "This'll do."

(Premier) "Yes, movies are always more enjoyable when there are no annoying crowds."

Captain Arthur Nelson stands outside the door of the theatre. The movie begins, in bold letters, "The Jewish Menace, the Eternal Plague of Jewry."

(Natalie) "Imaginative title there."

It opens with footage of a Jewish neighborhood; orthodox Jews are walking down the street. Vendors are selling their items.

The voice is that of Joseph Mladic. "We Mississippians had a look at the Jewish ghetto in Jackson City 20 years ago, but this time our vision is heightened by our experiences with the Jews. Over 1 million Jews live here in Mississippi, but they won't be found mingling with true-Mississippians. No we recognize that a plague exists, a plague which threatens the health of our people."

(Natalie) *She grunts* "Yeah, they call it idiocy."

"Many Mississippians make their living farming, but what do the Jews consider farming? What do their holy books teach? Let us have a look. From the Talmud, "Yebamoth 63a. Declares that agriculture is the lowest of occupations."

“In one sentence, the Jews have revealed their utter contempt for 50% of Mississippi. We are a nation of farmers, the Jews are never a nation of anything, and they always form a state within a state. They owe no allegiance to their host nation, they owe their allegiance to international Jewry.”

(Cut to scenes of Jews selling items on the street) "Here... Here we see Jews doing what they do best, buying and selling, avoiding doing any real labor. The Jews are and always have been a race of parasites. They buy and sell, but produce nothing, they rely on the generosity of the nations of the world to allow them to enter and set up shop. And then, then they take over.”

(Cut to scenes of a Jewish man with lust in his eyes) "Do the Jews share in our white ethics and values? Allow us to look at their holiest book again. In the Talmud it states in Kethuboth 11b. "When a grown-up man has intercourse with a little girl it is nothing." This is not a religion, it is a blank check to do evil under the guise of religion."

(Natalie snorts) "And killing them off's just fine, fine!"

(Cut to scenes of rabbis) "And do not believe that the Jews are a righteous people who obey the word of God. In their own Talmud, it states in Baba Mezia 59b." A rabbi debates God and defeats Him. God admits the rabbi won the debate." God defeated by man? Such arrogance is incomprehensible to white people."

(The footage continues, showing Jewish men who look like they are in the jewish mafia) "Jewry is so involved in organized crime that it is no laughing matter. In 1985, the jews were responsible for 95% of incidences of counterfeiting, 82% of dealers of drugs, 93% of dealers of prostitution, and 81% of crooked games of chance."

"Furthermore, Jewry advocates the murder of gentiles. In Minor Tractates. Soferim 15, Rule 10. This is the saying of Rabbi Simon ben Yohai: Tob shebe goyyim harog ("Even the best of the Gentiles should all be killed"). Jewry is something that must be crushed, if jewry is allowed to continue unchecked, then the health of our nation, the health of our people are gravely threatened. A war has been declared, we did not start the war, but we will certainly end it.

(Cut to scenes of Curtis Fabus) "If the Jews attempt to bring about the destruction of our nation or our people, through war, disease, or economic ruin, the result will not be a victory for Judaism, but the annihilation of the Jewish race in Mississippi.”

*She laughs derisively* "You can say that again!"

(Movie continues) "In 1983, attempting to maintain their stranglehold on the economy, the Jews suspended all elections and demanded that whites turn over firearms for destruction. But as history records, in 1984 under the leadership of Curtis Fabus, the whites answered the Jews; we answered them with bullets. The only thing the Jew understands is force and violence.”


(Shows 1986 party rally in Jackson City) "The whites banded together to crush Jewish capitalism and globalism. Victory was achieved but only with great sacrifice. Remember, the Jew is like a cancer, and much good tissue must be lost to save a life.”

(Shows pictures of black gangsters in the ghetto) "Prior to 1984, the Jew had many white people convinced that these animals were no different than the white people. The Jews had used their monopoly on the media to force the ideas of miscegenation and racial suicide on our people. Whites were so brainwashed that thousands married these beasts and had children with them. However, The policies of Jews are hypocritical; they demand the whites mix with the dark races, yet the Jews teach their children to mate only with fellow Jews. They want to mongrelize the white people, and keep the Jewish lines Jewish. Remember, the Jew is your mortal blood enemy.”

(The movie continues for about 60 more minutes along the same line, Talmudic quotes, pictures of dirty neighborhoods, drug dealers, loud music, white kids with hats on backwards, low riding cars, etc)

It ends with the words, "Remember, the Jews have made their goal the destruction of your race. The Jewish race and the white race are locked in a struggle to the death, and only one race can emerge. It is your duty to fight and if necessary to die to stop the Jew." (Cut to scenes of Curtis Fabus) “Under the leadership of Curtis Fabus, Mississippi has raised the banner against the Jewish menace.”

*Natalie looks surprised as the film ends*

(Natalie) "Eh? It's over?"

(Premier) "Yes, that's it. Did you enjoy it?"

(Natalie) "Not bad. Didn't quite square with my experiences mind you, but not bad. Certainly a fine propaganda film."

(Premier) "Mladic was able to assure it is shown in every classroom in every school at least once a month."

(Premier) "So now what do you want to do? It's still only 4:00 p.m. Hungry yet, perhaps an early dinner might be in order."

(Natalie) "Meh, whatever. I'm always ready to eat something."

(Premier) "Okay, what do you want to eat?" The Premier puts another cigar in his mouth and lights it, Natalie noticed he went through about 5 cigars during the movie.

(Natalie) "Meh. I could use some ice cream. Ages since I had good ice cream."

(Premier) "Fabus Nutrition Inc makes great ice cream, I'll have the chef bring some in for you."

Captain Nelson walks into the room and leans over to the premier and whispers, "Don Salvatore requests a moment of your time Premier."

(Nelson) (To Natalie) "Don Salvatore would like to know if you'd like to join him in his quarters for a drink in a few hours."

(Natalie) "Depends. Will I come out alive?"

(Premier) (To Nelson) "Tell Frankie that she respectfully declines."

Nelson says, "yes sir." and then walks out.

(Natalie) "I'll take that as a no."

(Premier) "You’d come out alive. But unless you want to end up sleeping with him, don't join him a for drink."

(Natalie) "I see. Charming company you keep."

(Premier) "He is a nice guy, he just thinks all the women he meets want to screw him."

About ten minutes later, Nelson walks back in, he whispers to the Premier but Natalie overhears, "Don Salvatore wants to know where he can get some action around here."

(Premier) "I'm not running a f--king brothel here, tell him, tell him, I don't know."

Nelson walks out and then the Premier says to Natalie, "Shall we go get some dinner then."

(Natalie) "Yeah, might be an idea before I become entertainment myself."

(Premier) "Don't worry, if anybody bothers you, you just tell me and I'll have it dealt with."

(Natalie) "Hey, I can look after myself well enough you know."

(Premier) "Yes I forgot, you're a veteran."

(Premier) "Speaking of which, tomorrow while I'm out hunting, what do you want to do? Do you want to go driving a tank around? I can have the 1st RG Division loan you a T-98."

(Natalie) "You'd trust me with a tank? Even I will admit that I was hardly the best of drivers. I got to be a commander mainly because the CO felt I was the best one out of our crew for commanding the tank. My gunner was a short-assed girl by the name of Dementiyeva. Could hit an apple at 2,000 meters with a 5-inch AP shell...sorry, rambling."

(Premier) "Trust you with a tank eh? Sure why not, we got plenty of tanks incase you wreck it."

(Natalie) "True."

The Premier stands up from his seat in the theater, says, "Shall we go then?" And exits into the hall to head towards the dinning room.

(Natalie) "Yeah, I'm hungry."

Frank Salvatore is walking by to head to his room; he stops to talk to Natalie,

(Frankie) "So Ms. Rush, perhaps you'd care to join me tomorrow night on my yacht on the Mississippi River, or perhaps a trip to the Caribbean?"

(Natalie) "Mr. Salvatore, the word "no" is one of the shortest and least complex in any language, regardless of what it is modified with. Why therefore do you have such trouble understanding it?"

(Frankie) (To Natalie) "Ah, a challenge, I like a challenge."

(Natalie) "Do you really?"

(Frankie) "Yes, since everything usually comes so easy to me, a challenge is a welcomed change."

The Premier who is down the hallway near the dinning room door says, "Ms. Rush, dinner is waiting."

(Natalie) "If you will excuse me, Mr. Salvatore. And come to think of it even if you won't."

(Frankie) (Smiling) "You enjoy your food Ms. Rush, but I think you'd enjoy it better on my yacht. Maybe I'll see you around later."

(She walks to the dining room)

Salvatore walks off to his quarters

(Natalie) "Arrogant idiot."

The Premier opens the door to the dinning hall and says, "Shall we go."

(Premier) "He is certainly arrogant, but he is no idiot. He is a very intelligent man, one of the few men in this nation I fear."

(Premier) "We're good friends and all, and I'm well guarded, so I'm not afraid of him in that regard. But if he ever went down legally speaking, he could take me with him. That's something strictly off the record Ms. Rush."

(Natalie) "Duly noted."

The Premier and Natalie sit down to dinner, the premier talks, "You start getting involved with those sort of people, it's just a little at first, then you're in debt to them, then before you know it, you're in over your head. Do you know where we got a lot of our weapons during the civil war, Salvatore and his outfit helped us, after that, we were in debt to him."

(Premier) "Frankie got started in high school as a thug shaking people down on the street, formed his own street gang and got into the protection racket."

(Natalie) "Protection as in terminal protection?"

(Premier) "You know, the kind where you tell a store owner, "your store needs protection, accidents might happen", and then you collect money for your services."

(Premier) "The one thing I don't like is how they pass themselves off as law-abiding honest citizens, and corrupt cops help make it possible."

(Natalie) "Yet you let it happen."

(Premier) "What do you mean? I just do what I have to."

(Premier) "I'm pretty sure you realize that it was I who pardoned him. Had I not, I could have gone down for dozens of counts of perjury."

(Premier) "Anyway, Frankie and I are old friends, he's okay. He wouldn't do anything too serious."

Nelson comes into the room and says to the Premier, "Sir, I think you need to turn on the TV."

They turn the TV on and it is a restaurant in a Russian section of a decent sized city. The journalists are reporting, "Witnesses say two men in suits with large overcoats on, entered the restaurant and shot dead 7 and wounded 1 known Russian gangsters of the Orlov Crime Family. Rumors are that Frankie Salvatore ordered the attack." (Show pictures of the massacre scene in the private room)

(Natalie) "Oh dear. Not going to go down well is it?"

(TV) "The only evidence was a witness who saw a black Cadillac Eldorado speeding from the scene."

(TV) "In other news, a young man in Jefferson county was shot dead by a man on a motorcycle armed with a 12 gauge shotgun. The young man was apparently employed by the Salvatore Shipping and Receiving warehouse that he was walking to at the time."

(TV) "This just in, a large explosion has been reported in Amite County. Police do not know how many were killed, but a witness said he saw two men running out of a semi-truck and into a waiting black Cadillac immediately before the truck blew up. At least one hundred are feared dead."

*Natalie smiles humorlessly*

(TV) "In other news, a high court has indicted Vito Spilotro on charges of racketeering and illegal gambling. Premier Curtis Fabus is expected to be subpoenaed as a witness for the prosecution."

(TV Continues) "Rumors are that Vito Spilotro and Premier Fabus are involved in business dealings, although the nature of these dealings remains unknown. Rumors are still floating that it was Premier Fabus who ordered the pardoning of Frankie Salvatore, reputed head of the Salvatore crime family."

(TV) " Andrew Krinkov, Leader of the outlawed opposition party, Movement Against Corruption, had this to say, "Premier Fabus is clearly at the very least permissive in allowing organized crime to operate in the nation, at the worst, and he is actively involved in their dealings. I think it is high time the high court indict him for racketeering, corruption, misuse of office, and a host of other charges.”

The Premier switches to the government channel, "Commercial Farm manager Vito Spilotro is the latest victim of a activist judges and rogue district attorneys. Mr. Spilotro is an honest hard-working businessman who gives much back to the community that he so loves.”

(The Government Channle continues) "In this reporter's opinion, I think that the reports that Andrew Krinkov is a drunk are true, he clearly needs to drink and lie less. He is a man who is never without a bottle."

(Natalie) "Ah, the joys of free press."

(Reporter continues) "Furthermore, it is our position that subpoenaing Premier Fabus will simply take valuable time away from his running that nation."
(The Reporter stops talking for a second) "This just in, breaking news, the russian mafia is apparently behind the truck bombing in Amite County.”

The Premier switches back to the free press channel, "It is our belief and the belief of the police that the recent truck bomb was the work of the Salvatore Family as part of their on-going war against the Russians. Why else was the target they hit a known front building for the Russian mafia.”

(The TV Continues) "Reports are that all throughout Amite, Pike, and Lincoln county, hundreds of people are engaged in firefights, ambushes, and other murderous activity as part of the on-going mob war, the police have refused to respond to most calls to intervene and stop the violence."

(Natalie) "Meh. Your country's coming apart." *She shrugs*


The Premier switches back to the government channel, "The police are currently working diligently to stop the minor acts of drunken violence taking place in Amite County. Rest assured that by tomorrow, the police will have arrested all the youthful partygoers who drank a little too much and are now in the streets firing guns into the air. We suggest everybody in Amite county stay inside until then.

(Premier) "Now what makes you think that? A few mobsters killing each other in 3 counties near the coast."

(Natalie) "You refuse to do anything about it. You let the organized criminals run things rather than yourselves."

(Premier) "What would you have me do? Declare a state of emergency? Send troops in? If I do that then the Russian mafia will come out of this alive."

(Natalie) "And that's bad? Only one mafia left to deal with then."

(Premier) "I've given the 3 Italian families 2 months to smash the Russians, if by then the war is still going on, I'll deploy troops to smash the Russians, and the war will be over."

(Premier) "Salvatore alone is stronger than all the other families combined."

(Natalie) "Then kill him, split the others and eliminate them individually."

(The TV continues) "Reports are that the main mansion of Boris Orlov, reputed head of the Orlov Crime family, was struck by several dozen anti-tank missiles. Reports are that only a few guards were killed, Mr. Orlov was apparently not home, it remains unclear who the attackers were or how they managed to get such weaponry."

(Natalie) "Interesting. Ever been to Milan, Premier?"

(Premier) (Nervous) "Why do you ask?"

(Natalie) "Just can't see how they'd get ATGMs from just anybody." "Your friend has a powerful supplier."

(The TV continues) "Reports from Jackson City International airport are that an airplane for Ivan Airlines, a company rumored to be controlled by Boris Orlov, narrowly escaped an attack by a Surface to air missile. Police at the airport found the discarded launcher and have stated that it is a Stinger. Nobody was hurt in the attack. Police are investigating where the weapon is from. They say right now they are checking the army, as the weapon had army markings.

(Premier) (His cigar falls from his mouth) "They were going to shoot down a commercial airliner, with hundreds of people on it. Good Lord."

(Natalie) "Stingers too now eh? I say Premier, you ought to watch what you give to him."

(Premier) "What? You're accusing me of helping them?" (Nervous laugh) "Not me at all."

(Natalie) "Whatever. I may not be fluent in Italian but I do get bits of it. It's hard to miss the words for "missiles", "Milan," and "export"

(Premier) "Okay fine, he told me he wasn't going to use them against civilian targets, he said he wanted to try to get Orlov when he was in his private jet. I shouldn't have trusted him, are you happy now that you now."

(Natalie) "Not really, no, but at least I have your admittance."

(Premier) (Sighs) "They're out there running wild, it would take the army to bring them under control."

(Natalie) "What do you think they call those gimps who run around in camo uniforms all day?"

(Premier) "Are you saying I should call the army in to stop the gangsters?"

(Natalie) "Absolutely."

(Premier) "And betray my friends?"

(Natalie) "You're the leader of a nation. Nations have no friend, they only have interests, and right now it is not in your interest to let them continue this little rampage."

(Premier) "They promised the violence would be against the enemy gangsters only, they said nobody would get hurt. I could deal with that, but now innocent people are getting caught up in this."

(Natalie) "Well then you're hardly betraying anybody. They broke the bargain first didn't they?"

(Premier) "I guess so, but Frankie and I are old friends. We go way back."

(Premier) "I owe him one. And that one would be forgetting about his recent actions."

(Natalie) "What, including attempting to shoot down a commercial jet and causing widespready mayhem?"

(Premier) "I suppose I'd better call in the army before it's too late."

(Natalie) "Good call."

(Premier) "I don't know what they'll say though, what will they think. I mean what do I do with them, Frankie is my friend."

(Natalie) "Well, there's not much you can do really, unless you want the breakdown of law and order to begin. Of course you might be able to force him to back off, but you might not. You want even more lives on your conscience?"

Frankie appears in the doorway, "I think you should stop listening to that whore over there and remember we're in this together, we're friends, we're partners, and if that isn't enough for you, remember if I go down, you go down with me."

(Natalie looks nervous but determined)

(Premier) "Frankie, you've spent basically your whole life making people disappear."

(Frankie) "Yeah, so what?"

Captain Arthur Nelson is sneaking up behind Frankie.

(Premier) "I think it's time you take a turn."

With those words, Nelson begins to strangle Frankie with piano wire. Frankie starts kicking and bucking like a crazed horse. After about 60 seconds, it's over; Nelson loosens his grip on Frankie and drops the body.

(Premier) "He was getting too violent, causing too much trouble, he was more trouble than he was worth." (Walks over to the body) "Sorry it had to happen, just business, nothing personal."

(Natalie) "Indeed." *Natalie pours a drink*

From the room where Frankie’s 3 guards were sleeping, a large amount of gunfire is heard. Two RG Guards with M-14 rifles emerge.

(Premier) (Sighs) "Nelson, call out the army, declare a nation-wide state of emergency." (Sighs) "Every gangster in the country is going to be out for me now."

(Premier) "Oh and Nelson, obviously cancel the shipment of the sarin gas that Salvatore's thugs were about to get."

(Natalie) "You were giving them gas?"

(Premier) (Embarrassed) "Hmmm, yes and no."

(Premier) "We hadn't given them any yet, but we were about to."

(Natalie) "You're mad. Or were anyway."

(Premier) "I'm done repaying favors to men who were once good but now are butchers. I refuse to ever again be in the debt of murderers of the innocent.

4 hours later, the police would find the bodies of Frankie Salvatore, his driver, and his 3 bodyguards inside Frankie's bullet riddled limousine on rural road, they would declare that the Russian mafia had ambushed him.

(Premier) "They're going to try to get me now, but there are 18,000 guards here at this estate. I'll be fine." He takes out a cigarette, his hands are shaking too much to light it, and he fumbles with his lighter and drops it.

(Natalie picks it up)

(Natalie) “Relax a little. Getting past 18,000 heavily-armed men isn't easy."

(Natalie) "Need a light?"

(Premier) "Please." She lights his cigarette.

(Premier) "What if they get a man on the inside."

(Natalie) "I dunno. Pray I guess.

(Nelson) "Sir, these men, they've been with you for years, they're loyal, they've sworn loyalty to you, many have fought and bled for you, they're well-paid, you take care of them when they need help. Sir, if any one of the guards here betrays you, well then sir, I don't want to live in this world."

(Natalie) "Captain, how long have you been in the army? People are scum. Most of them will betray you at the drop of a banknote."

(Nelson) "We in the Republican Guard have all sworn to fight and die for Curtis Fabus, I have been in the army 8 years."

(Premier) "All of the years of my rule, I turned a blind eye to what they did, or I actually helped them do it. I feel so ashamed."

(Premier) (Staring into the distance) "I don't know how many people they've killed, but I'm largely responsible, I could have stopped them, but I was blinded to their evil deeds by the history I've had with each of them. They bankrolled our civil war, they provided supplies, they backed us, but we didn't know what we getting ourselves into when we accepted their help."

(Natalie) (Quietly) "Nobody ever does. That's the one constant of all wars."

(Nelson) "Don't worry sir, everything will be alright, and tomorrow I'll see to it Boris Orlov, Anthony Ciano, and Vito Spilotro are dead."

(Premier) "Do we have to kill Spilotro?"

(Nelson) "Do you think he'll just peacefully retire to some isolated island?"

(Premier) "No."

(Premier) (To Nelson) "Talk to Navarre, tell him to use the Klan to help wipe out the mobs."

The Premier finishes smoking and takes out another cigarette, Nelson leans in and lights it with a match. "Thank you Arthur." "You're welcome sir."

(Nelson) "I'll go talk to General Navarre now sir."

He gets up and exits the room; guards have already removed the bodies of Frankie and his 3 men.

(Premier) "Well Ms. Rush, it seems you got dinner and a show." (Smiles)

(Natalie) "Yes, I suppose I did."

(Natalie) "It's Natalie. May as well dispense with formality."

(Premier) "Very well, Natalie, but I insist then that you call me Curtis."

(Natalie) "Alright. Suits me."

(Premier) "Do you know how bad it felt, having to order a friend killed? But he was a threat to the nation, I can keep telling myself that and hope it makes it better."

(Natalie) "It's a fact. Not an easy decision to make."

(Premier) "And I still have to go to trial for Spilotro, boy what fun."

(Premier) "He should have called by now, asking for a pardon, he must be busy."

(Natalie) "Why not just dispose of him now?"

(Premier) "He has over 50,000 hoods at his disposal, the army will need to hit them hard. Salvatore's hoods will probably flee for cover now that their boss is dead."

(Natalie) "They're not proper soldiers though are they?"

(Natalie) "A street criminal with a pistol isn't much against a trained man with a rifle."

(Premier) "They're well armed and well trained. They made us, and then we made them."

(Natalie) "Has been. So they're at the level of reservists."

(Premier) (Picks up the phone) "Get me Mr. Reginald Smith. Hello Reginald, you're a general again, get your ass back to your base, order the scrapping of operation purification, begin operation exodus, and use your soldiers that were guarding the camps to smash the gangsters."

(Premier) (Sets the phone down) "Well I just freed up the entire Republican Guard and the Republican Guard Internal Security Army."

(Premier) "They're also armed with rather good weapons."

(Natalie) "Such as?"

(Premier) "Anything the military has, they may potentially have. TOWs, Milans, SAMs, M-14s, landmines, grenades, RPGs, etc. Even a few dozen T-98 tanks."

(Natalie) "Hmm. Air support?"

(Premier) "Salvatore’s family has 100 Mi-24s, the other 3 families combined have about 100 Mi-24s. Salvatore's family even has 12 MiG-29s and 6 Su-25s."

(Natalie) "That's nothing. Come on, the forces you have can smash that."

(Premier) "Yeah, just one small problem."

(Natalie) "Yes?"

(Premier) "About eight tactical nukes."

(Natalie) *She looks shocked* "How'd they get those?"

(Premier) "Oh, how'd they get them? We'll I'm not too proud about how they got them, they were supposed to be for export only, they were going to ship them to a guerilla army fighting some insurgency against Marxists. But I recently found out they never shipped them."

(Premier) "We've already gotten 6 of them back, there could be 1 or 2 more floating around out there. It can't grant them victory, but they could take an awful lot of innocent people with them."

(Natalie) *She sighs* "You're an idealist through and through, you are."

(Premier) "I know, you think I've been a fool. Well, I guess I have. I let them get away with anything, all because I lacked the will to stop them, why stop them when they're not hurting anybody is what I told myself."

(Natalie) *She shrugs* "Hey, we all screw up."

Captain Nelson walks back in, "Sir, we've recovered the seventh and final bomb."

(Premier) "Wasn't it eight? How many did we give them?”

(Nelson) "I don't remember."

(Premier) "Well tell the soldiers to keep looking incase there is an eighth bomb, make sure they don't figure out where the bombs came from. This is bad stuff going on Arthur. Bad stuff."

(Nelson) "Yes sir."

The Premier finishes smoking his cigarette and immediately takes out another one and starts smoking again.

(Premier) "So Natalie, it looks like I need a new partner to go grouse hunting with tomorrow morning. Care to join me?"

(Natalie) *She smiles* "I'm not a hunter by nature or by experience, I'm afraid. Just homesick right now."

(Premier) "Okay, we can talk more in the morning. I'm quite tired now and I think I'll go get an early start on sleeping." The Premier walks off towards his quarters.

Natalie walks off to her room and will spend a few hours starting to read the Premier's book, by the time she has finished, the book will have had a profound impact on her. It was only about 6 p.m. and the Premier was already asleep.

As the Premier was sleeping, some judges and district attorneys opposed to him were working hard on preparing to indict him for racketeering, accepting bribes, soliciting for bribes, aiding and abetting felons, solicitation for murder, aiding and abetting murder, aiding and abetting drug trafficking, aiding and abetting racketeering, and about fifty other crimes. The judges against him had heard secret testimony from a lieutenant of the Salvatore family who had wanted out and was promised protection in return for his being a witness against anybody they wanted to indict and bring to trial. There was also one lieutenant of the Spilotro family and one from the Ciano family who had agreed to testify, they were currently all in undisclosed locations under heavy guard by private security hired by the judges.





Secret: Operation Purification scrapped- The camps are all being shut down as the RG units guarding them are needed to fight the mobsters, the total numbers of killed stand at



Out of 1 million jews sent to camps. 1 million killed (worked to death, disease, gassed, etc)

Out of 40 million blacks sent to camps. 30 million killed (worked to death, disease, gassed, etc) 10 million to be deported.

Out of 40 million whites sent to camps. 5 million killed (worked to death, disease, gassed, etc) 30 million successfully reeducated, 5 million to be deported.

The camps will all be completely leveled, and then grass, trees, and bushes will be planted where the camps were.

Operation Exodus- CM is announcing it is seeking to deport 5 million whites and 10 million blacks. Officially we are unable to relocate them after moving them away from the river floodplain, so now we need to find another nation to accept them.

It was 18 hours since he had been knocked out, he began to stir and wake up. It was 18 hours since he had been knocked out, he began to stir and wake up. He was about 2 miles from North Jackson Camp #17, or better yet, where the camp had been, when the operation was scrapped, the camp was torn down piece by piece, and then flowers, grass, and trees were placed where it had been.

The inmates that were still alive were being moved out. Those whites that had been reeducated were allowed to return home, the blacks still alive along with the whites that weren't reeducated were going to be deported. The 1 million Jews were all dead.

Xihuitl's came about from being knocked out. He sat up, looking at the dark sky, one eye bruised shut and with a headache from hell. The one eye that was open saw cuts, bruises and some dog bites...Damn, he was messed up.

He was covered in blood and what smelled like urine, he guessed the guards had let the dogs piss on him after they knocked him out. They also dumped liquor all over him so nobody would believe his story.

Not thinking straight, he decided to continue on with the mission. He got up, and began to jog to the campsite. He needed to get there quick in case if the guards went back. He went towards the location, nothing would stop him.

Signs of civilization still seemed present. Although the pungent odor of the incinerators was long gone, there were many broken trees and scattered rocks, as though heavy moving trucks had come through here. He continued on and walked towards his destination...

He finally got to the end of the path and entered what seemed to be most unreal...a beautiful meadow. Flowers, trees, grass for miles. It was weird. There seemed to be something disturbing about this all, but the military base the merchants had talked about was gone...all gone. However, he needed to report back, it was very late and he had a long walk in front of him.

There were a few kids playing in the field. There were also two older boys, about 16 and 17, shooting M-14 rifles at targets they had set up about 600 yards away. Before he decides to run off back to the camp, he notices several kids playing and having fun...He also notices two other boys with weapons, M-14s, shooting at targets. He knew the kids would be freaked out by his appearance and the smell of alcohol and dog urine. Hell, Xihuitl was pretty freaked out about it, but he was curious, maybe the kids had knowledge to what happened here.

He walked up to the older boys, hoping they would be more mature and said in a friendly tone, "Hello, what's going on here?"

One of the boys was telling his friend to stop the shooting so he could go set up more targets, they both stopped, one started to jog off but stopped when he heard talking.
The other one let his rifle hang in between over his arm and up against his body, he blew smoke from a cigarillo into the air near Xihuitl, "What are you doing out here? This is a shooting range for RG trainees."

<Xihuitl> "Oh, I got lost, and attacked. This is a training ground? I thought a military base used to be here."

(Trainee 1) "Attacked by who? Smells like the only thing you've been attacked by is the bottle. This is a base for trainees, we pitch tents here sometimes, get a few thousand people etc."

(Trainee 2) "There were secret armored testing going on here earlier, what were you doing back in those woods?"

(Xihuitl) "Like I said, I was attacked, by a couple of drunkards. I was walking around, just taking a stroll.”

(Trainee 1) (Blows smoke right into Xihuitl’s face) "There aren't too many drunks in the woods during classified military operations like the one that was going on earlier. There are guards in the woods. And what exactly are you doing here in our country to begin with."

(Trainee 2) "Yeah, why don't you go back to Mexico or wherever the hell you're from."


<Xihuitl> (Laughing, but in his mind saying "Damned racists) "You guessed right, I am from south of the border, but I'm from my country's government doing scientific work. Well, I guess I'll be on my way, then."

(Trainee 2) (Cocks the rifle) "I didn't say you could go."

(Trainee 1) (Blows smoke directly into the guy's face again) "You could be a spy for all we know."

<Xihuitl>"I'm no spy. If I were, I wouldn't been so blatant about being on a science project nor would I have stopped to talk to you."

(Trainee 2) (Spits chewing tobacco juice directly onto Xihuitl's boot) "You were back here trying to spy on our armored warfare maneuvers and a guard knocked you out back in the woods. That is what I think happened."

<Xihuitl> "No, I was relaying information and I got attacked by some other people."

(Trainee 2) "Well you wouldn't have been attacked unless you were doing something you shouldn't have been."

(Trainee 1) (Hands Xihuitl a glass pop bottle) "Here, I'm want to test my aim, see that field, take this bottle and run. I'll tell you when to stop." (Points his rifle) "Start running."

(Trainee 1) "Get running boy, get running."

Nervous about this sudden change in attitude, Xihuitl begins to walk slowly at first then runs a bit.

(Trainee 2) "Just imagine you're running to the Alamo to kill a white man. Now run." (Shoots his rifle about 5 feet to the left of where Xihuitl is.


After he gets about 700 yards out, the boy fires a rifle into the air and yells, "That's far enough."

(Trainee 1) "Hold the bottle out in your right arm, extend it out nice and good. Don't be shy now."

Reluctantly, he holds it out, fearing the worst...He kind of has to comply, he's completely unarmed.

Trainee 1 goes prone and begins to adjust the sights on his rifle.

After about 30 seconds of his adjusting the sights, he eases back the trigger; the bottle shatters into dozens of pieces, the soda splashes all over Xihuitl. The two boys then each fire about a dozen shots all around him, about 12 inches away from his feet.

One of them yells, "Get the hell out of here you filthy savage before I shoot you, and stay the hell out of our country."

Xihuitl then turns around and runs out of the meadow back towards the trail.

On the trail he sees two girls about 16 years old walking down the path towards the meadow.

One of them stops for a second to tie her shoe; the other one sees him. She doesn't think much of it. She starts to talk "Who are you?"

"My name is Xihuitl, a scientist from another country. I know I don't look or smell my best, but I was attacked by a couple of drunks."

(Girl 1) "We are going to meet our boyfriends, they're somewhere around here shooting their rifles."

As she gets closer to the man she can tell he is an Indian, she screams and maces him, the other girl pulls out a snub-nosed revolver and fires wildly but she is not a good shot.

The girl who was tying her shoe fires all 7 shots from her revolver, none hit (It's a short barreled pistol and she's a bad shot). The other girl pulls out a small pocket pistol .32 caliber, she fires 8 shots at Xihuitl as he is running off into the woods, one round grazes his arm.

Xihuitl, eyes burning and hearing the revolver, begins running like mad. Although he could not see, he remembered the trail and runs down the trail for about 5 minutes, covering a mile. There he tries to see if anyone else is around. Frustrated, he sits next to a tree.

He then notices a slight pain in his arm. He reaches across it and touches where the pain is. There's a small wound and it stings like hell. Damn, this is not his day.

Two small boys, perhaps 10-12 is walking down the path towards the river, the 11 year old has two fishing poles and a net, the 12 year old has an AR-15 rifle.

The 12 year old is smoking a cigar, the 11 year old asks, "Hey, cool, can I have one." The 12-year-old replies, "No, I just got this one, but here, you can take a drag off it."

(11 year old) "So your dad lets you take the rifle when you go out fishing? Cool."

(12 year old) "Yeah, he says the woods could be full of injuns or nig---- just waiting to scalp a white man."

Xihuitl thinks to himself: "Damned racists"

(11 year old) "Are you a good shot with the rifle?"

(12 year old) "Yes sir. I could hit a target at 400 yards. Pa has been teaching me to shoot for years."

(11 year old) "400 yards, 5 dollars says you can't do it."

(12 year old) "You're on. Lets go to the river and set up a target on one side, I'll shoot it from the other side, near that big tree where the lynching was, from there to the other side is about 400 yards."

The two boys race off down the path. Relieved they weren't going to shoot at the tree he was behind, Xihuitl gets up slowly and looks to make sure they went off. He then continues to run down the path, listening to make sure no one else is around.

About 1 mile down the path, (5 miles from river campsite). About 8 kids perhaps 16-18 are sitting in a circle around a fire about 150 feet off the path. They are smoking and drinking.

Coming to a dead stop, Xihuitl hides behind some foliage and listens in to what they were saying

One of them is yelling about the government, "I ain't joining any damn army, not now not ever." (Occ- they're anti-socials)

One of them yells, "Here's what I think of you and your damn government Curtis Fabus." (He throws an empty beer bottle against a tree)

One of them exhales smoke and starts to yell, "Fu-- their army man. Fu-- their wars let them fight their own wars. I'm not joining."

One of them says, "Join the army or go to jail. I'll go to Louisiana." He throws a beer bottle against a tree.

Another one yells, "I'm sick of their propaganda and their sh-- man, it's all sh-- man. Fu-- you Curtis Fabus. He's corrupt bast--- who is a buddy with the mafia. Here's what I think of you." (He spits on a small CM flag)

"Interesting" Xihuitl, thinks to himself. He wants to talk to them, but not scare them...or possibly be shot. He then stands up slowly and puts his arms over his head and says "Don't shoot, I mean you no harm."

(Anti Social 1) (Raises a sawed off double barrel shotgun) "Who is it, you're not in the army are you?"

(Xihuitl) "No, I'm not in the army...I'm from a different country."

(Anti Social 1) (Lowers shotgun) "Oh cool, which one, this place blows, the Fabus Youth and the Klan always marching down the streets pushing people around, the schools, having to work or getting arrested."

(Anti social 2) "Yeah man I hear you, fu-- working, I'm going to party." (Tips back a beer bottle)

(Xihuitl) "I'm from the Aztec National League. I'm doing work for my government and I was beat up by some guards."

(Anti Social 1) "Take a seat." (Taps a rock)

(Anti Social 1) "Yeah I can hear you there, those pigs are beating up anybody who comes around in the last few weeks, for about 2 months they've been back there with a camp of some sort, not letting anybody within 1-2 miles of it. They just left about 24 hours ago so we're back in our usual spot."

(Xihuitl) "Now I guess it's a training ground. Some bastard kids shot at me with a assult rifle and then their girlfriends maced me and shot me, it only grazed by arm, though."

(Anti Social Female 1) "Hmmm. From ANL. I've never fu---d anybody from there. Want to stick around long enough for some fun?"

(Anti Social 3) "Well I've got training as a medic, they made me take the classes in school, told me I'm going to be a medic in the army because my dad is a doctor. He tells me to listen and study hard, fu-- that. But I can take a look at your arm if you want."

Xihuitl, knowing he was in friendly company, smiled and said, "Sure, any help would be good." He then looks at the others and said, "Do you know anything the government has been doing with dissenters?"

(Anti Social 7) "They started taking people away in the middle of the night, sending them to be reeducated."

The medic cleaned his wound and stitched it up in about 5 minutes

(Anti Social 3) "You should be fine, nothing to worry about"


(Xihuitl) "Yikes, sounds Nazi-like." He turns to the kid who checked his arm and says "Thank you." He then turned back to the group and says "It's good to see some friendly people around here. I swear I’m lucky to still be alive."

(Female 1) (Smiling) "So are you going to be sticking around long enough to have some fun?"

(Xihuitl) "Well, I should be returning back to my camp, but why the hell not? You all look pretty young, I'm guessing 15-19?”

(Female 1) "17, but who cares."

(They all tell their age. 16, 16, 17, 17, 17, 18, 18, 19)

The 18 year old with medic training says, "I hear trucks, quick put out the fire."

They scramble to put out the fire as about 100 M1083 Standard Cargo Truck and 200 M998 Hummers go by (Trucks each have 23 in them, hummers have 10)

Xihuitl gets a small canteen of water and throws it onto the fire. He then points to a group of trees and says, "Quickly, behind there."

<Xihuitl>"More training, I guess...By the way, I'm 22."

(Anti Social 4) "No, it’s the Klan, going to hold a rally, probably to initiate new members."

(Xihuitl) "Klan, as in Ku Klux Klan...Remember, I'm a foreigner. Just surprises me a terrorist organization has military vehicles."

(Anti Social 5) "The government gives them whatever they want."

(Anti Social 3) "Yeah, the White Knights of Mississippi of the Ku Klux Klan."

(Anti Social 2) "All 100 million of them, get whatever they want from the government in the line of weapons."

Xihuitl thinks for a moment..."Whoa, that's pretty disturbing."

They hear yelling and shouting coming from the meadow, men in white robes are forming a circle, men in black robes with rifles are moving out to form a perimeter.

"You said they have compulsory military service too? Is the Klan mandatory or no?"

(Anti Social 5) "No, but lots join. 100 million of the white males in the nation are members."

(Anti Social 2) "Military isn't compulsory, but often they'll find people with skills and tell them they're in, about 95% of the armed forces are volunteers."

(Xihuitl) "I suppose the people or the government put a lot of stress to join either organization, though, or buy into their ideology.

(Anti Social 5) "No, not really, it's mostly all people who want to be in."

(Female 1) "Forget about the army and the Klan. What's say you and I go have some fun?"

Xihuitl is taken by surprise but then says..."Thanks, but I don't think that would be the best idea."

(Female 1) "Oh come on, it'll help you relax."

Xihuitl thinks about it and says "Well, first of all, what's your name?"

(Female 1) "Mary."

(Female 1) "What about you?"

(Anti Social 7) (While inhaling on a joint) "What's a name all about man? That's just like totally what the establishment and your parents brand you man. Who cares about names?” The others just stare at him realizing he is stoned.

(Xihuitl)..."He then listens to what she said. "It's good to see freethinkers in this land."

(Mary) (Smiling) "So are we going to go off somewhere private then?"

He thinks about it, then smiles at her and says, "You know, sure, why not?"
The two walk off into somewhat deeper into the woods.

After they walk for about a minute or two she stops and says, "Here okay?"

He then looks at her and then says, "This is good."

She slides his pants down and then kneels down. After she's done with that she says, "Okay, do you mind my being on the top?"
He looks down at her and says, "Sure, be my guest." She pats the ground next to her and says, "Join me then."

As they begin to have intercourse a Warrior Infantry Fighting Vehicle with thermal vision is passing by down the path. The commander shouts to the driver, "Good Lord, stop, stop." He has spotted the people in the woods.

7 soldiers and the three crewmembers get out and go running into the woods, screaming and shouting. "Nobody move, nobody move."
They are wearing paramilitary camouflage clothing, but each has White Knights of Mississippi insignia on their uniforms.

Two of the klansmen point their rifles at Xihuitl and the woman, "You're both under arrest, get up, GET UP!" (He strikes Xihuitl in the stomach with the butt of the rifle). The commander is calling in a truck to haul them off.

The boy with the shotgun was about to pick it up when a man pressed down on his hand with his boot. "Don't think about it nig--- lover." He eased up his boot from the boy’s hand and then smashed the boot back down, breaking all the bones in his hand.

(Klansmen 1) (To Xihuitl) "You're in so much trouble it's not funny. Get up, put your pants on you dirty wetback." (Kicks him in the stomach)

"Damn it!" Xihuitl said in his mind. "What the hell are we being arrested for?"
(Klansmen 1) "Charge 1, Race mixing. Charge 2, Sexual intercourse in public. Charge 3, Statutory rape. Charge 4, Sodomy in public. Charge 5, Fornication (sex outside of marriage). Charge 6, Seducing a white female."

"This is not good" Xihuitl said in his mind. 'Good one, how the hell am I going to get out of this one?'

(Klansmen 2) "Get up you filthy sp-c." (Hits him with the butt of his rifle and then kicks him)

(Klansmen 1) "Oh I left out underage consumption of alcohol. Underage consumption of tobacco. And possession of drugs and drug paraphernalia."

Xihuitl got up and then stands back for a second. Out gunned and definitely outnumbered, he looks at the Klansmen.

(Warrior IFV Commander) (Holding the kid with medical training) "Hey, this one is wanted for evasion of military service, I saw his picture on a local wanted poster."

A large cargo truck arrives. One of the men shouts, "Move it" as he motions with his rifle. He pushes Xihuitl forward.

A man steps out from the passenger side of the truck, he holds a noose out in front of Xihuitl, "Give me one reason you shouldn't be swinging from your neck."

The commander of the squad says, "Hand the army dodger over to those two boys who were shooting rifles in the field, they're training for the Republican Guard and as such need practice hanging cowards and traitors."

(Xihuitl) "I'm a officer on a geography mission from another country, that's why and if you kill me now you'll have my nation's Intelligence Network and Military on your back."

(Klansmen 1) (Smacks him in the stomach with the butt of the rifle) "You say sir at the beginning and end of any sentence when you're speaking to a white man. Do you understand me you filthy savage."

(Truck Passenger) (Holding out the rope) "You think they'd ever find you or that they'd know what happened? We'd tell them we found a man out here killed by coyotes."

(Xihuitl) "You want to find out? My superiors know I am here...and believe me, coyotes and hangings or whatever the hell you want to do to me seem a lot different on an autopsy report."

(Truck Passenger) "Oh well the local coroner is one of us, so I wonder what his report would say."

(Squad Commander) (Pulls out a long barreled .357 revolver) "I think we might just have to let him go."

(Squad Commander) "Go on boy, get out of here before I change my mind."

Squad Commander) (Points to the river) "Start running boy."

Xihuitl looked at the kids and said "Take care, I hate to leave you like this."

He then turns around and starts running. One of the RG trainees threw a noose over a tree, they were raising up the army dodger as Xihuitl was turning to run. They tied to the rope off to the tree and let the boy hang. Xihuitl was about 90 feet away. He turned to see the boy with medical training hanging. A card stuck to the boy read, "Deserter".

(Xihuitl) "You bastards!"

The Squad commander raised his .357 revolver and fired once, hitting Xihuitl in the chest.

Xihuitl fell off to the side of the path and rolled down the hill, stopping when he landed in a shallow creek.

The 2 RG Trainees felt sorry for the boy they were hanging, so after he was kicking around for about 3 minutes, they cut him down, gave him a good beating, and told him to get himself to the nearest army recruitment center. The boy who had nearly been hanged to death took off down the path. He had rope burns around his neck but other than that was fine.

Xihuitl looked up. He knew he was in a creek, but he didn't care...he then blacked out.



Meanwhile, back at Stalingrad estate.
Henry Fabus was sitting in a large armchair in the basement bar, he had been smoking cigarillos and drinking cognac for about two hours.
Zeltzin looks at him and says, "I'll be back in a second, I have to make a phone call. I'll use my cell phone."

(Henry) "Okay, you can use one of our phones if you want, connection might be better." (Thinking to himself: It doesn't really matter, we listen in on all calls in this nation, no matter what phone is used)

She says, "That's ok, this one will suffice." She knew her phone call might be intercepted...but they will have a hell of a really hard time de-scrambling the AIA's top scramble frequency.

Henry blows a large cloud of smoke and says, "Okay, to get the best connection I'd suggest you go outside."

Thank you...she walks outside and looks out over the estate (The Premier recently bought all the land for 20 miles in any direction from the main mansion and now it is all part of Stalingrad Estate). She dialed the number to the Government Switchboard. As it connected, three beeps sounded, signaling the scrambler device was on. "Damn, this better work perfectly...If it works well, they won't even know I called." She thought. The phone connected.

<Operator> "Government switchboard"

<Zeltzin> "Ambassador Zeltzin (remember, her cover), put me through to Diplomatic Core channel NC-34 (Secret AIA channel.)

The phone is redirected. An agent answers the phone. A listening post about 1/2 mile away is listening in on the conversation. A corporal in the listening post has headphones on to listen.

"This is Fernando Garza, Diplomatic Core. How may I help you Zeltzin?"

The DIS DI listening post was getting every word of it. (Note DIS DI = Department of Internal Security Domestic Intelligence Branch).

<Zeltzin> "As my duty as an Ambassador, I will give you my report. So far, everything seems alright. I haven't been able to talk to the team for several hours (or days, adjust to your liking.) I have been able to get in close contact with several high officials and also the Premier's son, Henry Fabus. Let's just say we got on friendly terms."

<Agent Garza> "Ok, what's the political situation?"

<Zeltzin> There seems to be a lot of racism within the government. Technically, I haven't found anything interesting." (By saying Technically, she's telling him she has found something interesting.)

<Agent Garza> "Well, what do you recommend?"

<Zeltzin> "I will do more searching to see if anything of interest comes up. But I strongly advise against diplomatic ties at this time." (By diplomatic ties, she's saying before doing anything)

<Agent Garza> "Alright. I'll report back to the Foreign Affairs Minister of your report. He is considering giving you a mission of diplomatic nature."

Henry Fabus walks outside and says to Zeltzin, "Are you finished yet, well when you are, perhaps you'll join me upstairs in my quarters."

<Zeltzin> "Alright, Mr. Garza. Give the Minister my regards. I have to go now."

She presses on a button and holds on to it for a bit, the scrambler disengages and the phone disconnects.

She then turns to Henry and says "Sure, that sounds great."

The DIS DI Corporal at the listening post sets the headphones down, "Nothing too interesting, but I think she was talking in code, lets keep a watch on her."

She then walks over to Henry and said "I needed to check in with the Diplomatic Core."

Henry exhales on a cigarillo, and then says, "Shall we go then?" She replies "Sure."

He throws his cigarillo on the ground, a servant rushes over to pick it up and put it in a trashcan, Henry leads Zeltzin inside and upstairs to his room.

As they arrive in the room, she then grabs on to his waist and slowly undresses him. In her mind, she says, "Alright, get him on friendly terms...They probably heard the conversation."

(Henry) "There's something I've always wanted to do while doing something else, you know. Why don't you kneel down for a few minutes." (While she's kneeling down he packs a wad of chewing tobacco into his mouth then turns around to face her)

She smiled, and although not showing it, was disgusted by tobacco. But then, she complied.

His moans could be heard in the room below. One of his younger brothers took a pole and started tapping on the ceiling, "Keep it down up there, people are trying to sleep down here."

He spat a large amount of tobacco juice into a trashcan, and then said, "A friend always told me it made it a lot more fun, and he's 100% right. We'll have to do that again sometime."

She looked up and said "Ok." Again, in her mind she was absolutely revolted at the idea...but hey, as they said on the movie "Goldfinger", "...business before pleasure." Ironically, this was a bit more complicated.

Xihuitl was bleeding significantly and had been unconscious for about 2 hours and he was partially in water. He was awoken when somebody shook him and said, "Hey, you okay."

He saw two young men, perhaps 17 and 18, they were in camouflage clothing of a paramilitary unit.

(Soldier 1) "What happened?"

(Soldier 2) "Not sure, lets get him up though."

Xihuitl looked up and was extremely tired. He just lay there, unable to do anything. As the Soldiers picked him up, he got on his feet and looked where he had been shot. He then said, "Today has not been my day."

He notices both of the youths have Klan paramilitary shoulder patches on their uniforms.

(Soldier 1) (To soldier 2) "You don't live to far from here, reckon we could get him to your house?"

(Soldier 2) "Yeah, I don't see why not."

(Soldier 1) (To Xihuitl) "There are a lot of other people in these woods at times. They're not as nice as we are, you don't tell anybody we're taking you to our house for you to rest, okay?"

Xihuitl's mind finally started working again, he noticed the Klan patches. "Uh no, this is not what I need." He thought to himself. However, he would surely die if he refused help, either from blood loss, secondary infection or other guards. He then said, "That sounds good. Thank you very much."

The two youths help him walk about 2 miles through the woods and they arrive at a small cabin, whoever lives there is obviously poor. Soldier 2, "Well here we are."

The youth about 18 walks into the house and says, "Anybody home?" Nobody is there; he goes back out and helps his friend get Xihuitl inside.

They walk passed a fence; there were 1/2 dozen cows and about 40 sheep inside the fence grazing, a few dozen chickens and some pigs. A large barn was about 200 feet from the cabin.

Xihuitl then said, "Are one of you a farmer?"

The youth about 18 years old spit out tobacco juice on the ground and said, "Yeah, this is my farm."

"Hmmm, your animals look healthy." Xihuitl grew up on a farm during most of his life; it was always nice to see someone with a similar background, even if they could possibly be an enemy.

A sheep dog starts to bark viciously at a nearby wolf, the youth 18 quickly raises his rifle and squeezes the trigger, he squeezes again, and he squeezes again. The beast falls down in his place, with 3 bullets in him. He made the shots at about 900 meters.

Xihuitl looked. "Damn good shot. Better then me, I guess I have to do some practice." He thought.

A woman on a horse came riding up to the cabin, the wife of the 18 year old, she was quite attractive. She spoke to her husband, "Hey dear, home already? Any luck on the hunt? He replied, "Nothing yet, dropped a wolf out in the field, nothing else much to mention, except we found some guy near the creek."

Xihuitl then glanced over to her, nodded and said "hi."

The 17 year old says, "Well Dan, I'm out of here, got some repairs to do on my tractor, see you tomorrow night at the meeting."

"Take care Johnny". The 17 year old got into a large pick up truck parked in front of the cabin and drove off down the dirt road, (he lives about 1/2 mile away on his own farm)

By meeting, Xihuitl assumed he meant a Klan gathering. He hoped he be gone before.

The woman handed Dan his pipe after she filled it with tobacco, she then lit it for him.

(Woman) "Well are you two going to stand around or come on inside, dinners ready soon."

The fields there were probably 1,000 acres of crops, of which 500 were tobacco, 200 wheat, and 200 corn, and 100 soy.

(Dan) (With tired look on his face, motions to Xihuitl with his hand) "Come on, this way, let’s get inside."

Then goes towards the door and follows Dan in. Looking into the wood cabin, he saw it was very small and old. Still, it's better then being exposed to the elements and guards.

(Dan) "I'll have the wife go into town and get you a doctor later."

(Xihuitl) "Is it possible to call a doctor or no?"

(Dan) "No phone."

(Xihuitl) "Oh, ok."

(Dan) "No electricity here."

(Dan) "Well except for the generator, out of diesel for it though. Have to get some more in town next time we go in."

Although not showing it, this "doctor" did not settle well with Xihuitl. He remembered that the White Knights that shot him said they had a corner in their ranks. Although corner officers and doctors work in slightly different professions, they can cross over. Also, the bullet lodged in the sternum probably was a standard military issue bullet.

(Wife) "Nearest town is 15 miles away, on the roads we have around here it's a 90 minute drive."

(Wife) "Doctor Robbins doubles as the town coroner, doesn't he?"

(Dan) "Yeah, towns to small to have both. So he does both jobs."

(Dan) "Town of 612 people."

Xihuitl (in his mind) "Damn, I knew this would happen. Alright, I'll probably be lynched at the meeting tomorrow." He then said "612 people, small town. Have you lived here all your lives?"

(Dan) "Born and raised here."

(Dan) "Well don't you worry, the doctor will take good care of you. I never seen anybody killed who didn't deserve it and I don't know who shot you or why, but until I figure out what’s what, I'll have to assume you didn't do anything. Anyway, the way things have been lately, whoever shot you probably had a few too many drinks."

(Wife) "It's hunting season on deer and a lot of people will foolishly go out hunting drunk."

(Dan) "Yeah, damned idiots."

(Xihuitl) "Probably. Well, again, I am very grateful that you helped me out. I wish I could repay you, but I don't think I have any money on me."

(Dan) "Don't need any charity. We got enough money." (Occ, a lie)

(Wife) "Hey Dan, why don't you use your radio to call the doc."

(Dan) "Hey, you're right, I'll go get the radio."

Dan got on the radio with Doctor Robbins, he and the doctor were talking, the doctor agreed to come to the farm.

"This should be very interesting." Thought Xihuitl.

Meanwhile, back at the Stalingrad Estate Henry was sitting in his room with the ANL lady diplomat.

Henry had a small glass mirror in front of him, he had taken out a 1000-dollar bill and rolled it up, he placed some white powder on the mirror and snorted it up through the rolled up bill. "Want some?" He asked her.

She looked at him and said "No thank you. That's ok." In her mind, she said, "Damn, was his government corrupt. Now we have a high-ranking official snorting drugs.

(Henry) "Oh come on, take a little sniff of it." As he said it he began to laugh as the drug took effect.

(Zeltzin) "No, no, that's ok. I really don't want any."

(Henry) "It's doctor prescribed, for my back, see." (He lifts up his shirt to reveal the evidence of a large caliber gunshot wound in the lower back area, probably a high-powered rifle.

(Henry) (Laughing) "Some jackass took a few shots at me a few days ago when I was outside, oh well, guards got him almost immediately, but not before one of his shots got me. Oh well." (He kept laughing)

(Henry) (Still laughing) "Sure you don't want any, perk you right up.”

She nodded. "I'm pretty sure. I don't want any, thank you though."

(Henry) "So what do you want to do now?"

(Zeltzin) "Well, could I just walk around Stalingrad a bit? I'm sure I won't get into any trouble."

(Henry) "Have you ever been with another woman?"

Henry keeps laughing from the effects of his drugs

She looked at him and said, "Well, no."

(Henry) (Still laughing) "Would you like to?"

Zeltzin looked at him and said "Well, not really..."

(Henry) (Laughing) "Come on, you might like it, you want to give it a try?"

(Henry) "Don't knock it till you tried eh?"

She looked at him and said, "I'm going out to get some air. I'll be back in a bit."

(Henry) (Kept laughing) "Okay."

She figured he was probably just out of touch with reality and didn't really realize what he was saying about anything, she figured he'd not remember any of the conversation. As she left the room she saw an empty bottle of vodka in the trash. Henry got up and went down the stairs to the bunker; he would sit in the secret Strategic Missile room and snort cocaine long into the night.

Zeltzin looks at the vodka bottle and kneels down to pick it up. She begins to inspect it. Just an empty bottle. After a while, she just puts it down, AIA agents can be over-sensitive.

She goes outside and begins to walk about the estate, 15,000 soldiers from the Special Republican Guard Division "Curtis Fabus" are deployed at the estate to guard it, the estate is over 20 miles wide by 20 long, the other 3,000 soldiers of the Special Republican Guard Division were deployed at the Premier's palace in Jackson City

She then goes to walk about. Stalingrad, although a private estate, was a well-armed place. She was looking across the corridors so she wouldn't have to deal with any guards

Noticing the massive formation of guards, she then gets in a little closer and hides behind an objects and looks over and tries to see or listen to what's going on.

A few guard posts are scattered about, there are tanks parked behind trees, SA-19 mobile SAMs, 155mm SPA

The unit is the 1 Division of Special Republican Guard. Known as the “Curtis Fabus” Division (18,000 Republican Guard Panzer Grenadiers, 1,000 T-98 Tanks, 2,250 BMP-3s, 400 G-6 155mm SPA, 300 SA-19 Mobile SAM, and assorted reconnaissance and light vehicles.) The entire Division is comprised of soldiers from the county the Premier is from (Neshoba County), they are tasked with guarding the Premier and the regime against any and all threats. The best Division in the Republican Guard, however they are geared mostly towards Internal Security such as guarding against coups, preventing army mutinies, etc.

She looks at them. "Hmmm, they don't seem to be doing much of anything, probably Stalingrad's guards. She then moves away from the area. as she walks a few guards tip their hats to her.

She nods to them and says "Good day (or night) to them."

There are large animals wondering the estate, lions, beers, tigers, deer, gazelles, etc. an elephant walks by, flanked by a few giraffes.

She looks at them. Amazing animals. Very interesting, very placid. It reminded her of the Tenochitilan Animal Park in the ANL.

There were large gardens, artificial ponds, excellently maintained bushes and flowers, all would have been a tourist magnet but the premier hardly ever allowed anybody at Stalingrad, in his words, he didn't want people "Stinking up my favorite estate."

Zeltzin looked at the garden. It was beautiful, probably shouldn't be here though. She glanced at the animals and the plants and then moved on.

Guards walked back and forth at various parts of the estate, she noticed all the windows at the main mansion were kept locked shut and heavy curtains draped over them.

(Occ- the windows are kept locked and the curtains are there so nobody can see to fire weapons into the mansion)

She then walked back a bit, still looking at the windows. It was odd to have the windows shut like that. Definitely secretive. She could not wait until she could get back to AIA headquarters and report back. She was also curious to hear what the others had to say

One of the guards walked by asked her, "Is there something I can help you with?"

She looks at him and says "Oh no, everything is good."

The guard says, "Okay" and then walks back to his patrol path.

She begins to walk into towards the front door in the mansion and enters it. It is a beautiful building. She then enters the building and looks around a bit.

She sees Henry passing by on his way to the basement, he is somewhat more sober now and he says, "Sorry if I said anything stupid earlier, I don't remember anything from the last few hours, Going downstairs for a while, maybe you want to get ready to hop a helicopter to the river campsite where your friends area?"

Relieved he didn't remember, she said, "Alright, I'll be getting my stuff together. I had a good time with you. Take care then."

(Henry) "Yeah, me too, if you ever need anything don't hesitate to call."

"Alright." She then turns and goes up stairs and begins to pack her traveling bag. While she packed up, she reflected back on her time and thought it wasn't all that bad. However, the next phase of the mission was beginning.

Henry was talking to a servant about going shooting; the servant suggested he wait until morning after he's rested. (The servant knows he's drunk a lot and is probably currently on some sort of narcotic)

In about an hour, she was all packed up and was heading towards the helipad (or wherever the helicopter would be)

The helicopter was a modified Mi-24. The pilot and copilot were just getting in as she was approaching. The pilot instructs her to get into the back of the helicopter and buckle up. She complied and got in the back and put the seatbelt on.

Two CM soldiers also got into the back of the helicopter; they are on their way to an area near the river campsite and will be getting out after the campsite landing

The pilot speaks via an intercom, "Thank you for choosing Communist Mississippi airlines, this is a non-smoking flight. The in-flight movie can be seen by looking out the window at the scenery, as we make the 6-hour flight to the river camp. Please remain buckled up as turbulence is likely."

The two soldiers chuckled at the pilot’s sense of humor. They set their rifles down and strapped them down. She also laughed at the pilot's humor.

The helicopter blades began to rotate and soon the Mi-24 was airborne.

Public announcement, the Minister of Foreign Affairs Paul Stahlecker, has announced that CM is looking for a nation willing to take in 10 million blacks as CM doesn't want blacks in the nation.

Curtis Fabus walked into the old judicial building. There were seats for about 10,000 people. He was wearing his trademark gray custom made uniform. He was smoking a large cigar. He said, "Today we have very important business to tend to." The people all cheered and clapped for 20 minutes straight until an RG soldier sounded a loud bell. There were 6,000 regular army officers (Some Generals, mostly majors, captains, and colonels) and 1,500 medium party officials in the seats.

He sat down and took out a large stack of papers from his briefcase and he began to read names. As names were called off, Republican Guard soldiers made their way to where those called off were sitting and hauled them away. People started screaming "Fabus" "Hail Fabus", in vain attempts to avoid being taken away.

He continued reading names for about 2 hours. Then after the names of about 750 party officials and 2,000 army officers were called he stopped. Fabus said, "Those called off were all traitors. Those of you who have shown loyalty will be rewarded by being the firing squads for those who are disloyal. Good day." He stood up to walk out, the people clapped and cheered for about 20 minutes until the bell was sounded again. About 20 minutes after he left, those who were on the lists were shot just in the judicial building parking garage.

Thus began the purges of those deemed disloyal.

Vito Spilotro and his crime family had 1 tactical nuclear bomb, they used it as leverage to get the government to allow Vito to empty out his bank accounts and leave CM for Brazil, he was leaving permanently. He was going to try to take his crime organization with him to Brazil. His plane landed in Brazil, he offered the Brazilian government 1 billion dollars to allow him to stay. He had transferred all of his money to non-CM secret bank accounts, almost 70 billion dollars worth.

(Whoever is the recognized owner of Brazil please reply)

If Brazil turns him down, he'll try Argentina, then Bolivia, Peru, Ecuador, Paraguay, Uruguay, then Panama, then Colombia, then he'll be out of ideas.

The mafia had suffered some major setbacks and basically organized crime is largely dead in CM, well they are unable to do business, they are running for cover, running for their lives. The police, the WKM, vigilantes, the RG, everybody is out for them. Recent losses to organized crime were Alessandro Ciano and Boris Orlov, they were both killed in well planned and executed military operations.


Boris Orlov (49) Boss of Russian mafia. Killed on July 16th 2004 when the resort he was using to hold a supposedly secret meeting of about 80 other mafia figures was blown to pieces by over 20 Mi-24s and 5 Su-25s from the CM Air Force.

Alessandro Ciano (42) Brother and top lieutenant of Anthony Ciano. Killed when he was dead by police in a shootout in Hinds County on July 16th, 2004.

The morning of the grouse hunt arrived, it was 9:00 a.m. though and Natalie wondered why the Premier wasn't ready to go hunting. She saw General Navarre walking by in the bunker.

(Natalie) "Morning."

(Navarre) "Hello. You'll have to postpone the hunting, the premier is not well, he will be meeting with his mother and children today."

(Natalie) "Thanks, think I will."

She would later continue reading, she read the premiers manifesto and loved it, she wanted to read the book that made him famous, written at age 16.

(Navarre) "Here, maybe you'll enjoy this." Hands her a book titled "The Great Racial Struggle in Mississippi: Our People March On."

(Navarre) "The Premier wrote it at age 16."

(Natalie) "Can't keep a good man down eh?"

She isn't really listening; she is looking at a painting on the wall of Francisco Franco. The artist signature says CF.

(Natalie) "CF? He painted that?"

(Navarre) "Yes, in 1974, at age 13 he went to Spain to paint Franco."

(Navarre) "He wanted to be an artist but the academy turned him down because of his politics."

(Natalie) "Typical."

She sees a large picture next to the painting of a young boy about 13 years old shaking hands with Francisco Franco. She asks to see the picture (to read the letter on the back).

(Natalie) “May I see that please?”

(Navarre) "Certainly." (Carefully hands her picture)

The writing on the back says, "Dear Curtis, you have a makings of a brilliant future artist. You will always be welcome in Spain. Sincerely El Caudillo."

She sees numerous paintings of a man in various stages of life, a newborn baby, a young toddler, a lively young boy about 12, a teenager almost a man, a young man, a middle aged man with hair beginning to gray, an older man walking with a cane, a man in a wheelchair with his grandchildren around him, then a coffin being lowered into the ground. The man was nobody in particular, just life to death, there are small switches beneath the paintings. She wonders what they do.

(Navarre) "Well, I must be going, enjoy looking around."

(Natalie) "What're these for?"

(Navarre) (As he is leaving) "Light switches."

(Natalie) “Oh.”

She taps the switch under the painting of the newborn, a small light comes on and illuminates the painting, but she also hears a click.

(Natalie) (What the...)

She taps the switch under the middle-aged man; a light comes on but no click. The switch by the newborn resets.

(Natalie) (Strange.)

She sees a caption on the wall above the paintings; it says "Sic transit gloria mundi" (Latin for Thus passes away the glory of the world).

(Natalie) "How upbeat."

There is another caption that is in Latin, the translation being "From, the cradle to the grave."

(Natalie) "Again with the optimism."

(Natalie) (Okay...let's see what happens if I press this then.) *She presses the switch beneath the newborn*

A click is heard and a light comes on.

*She presses the switch beneath toddler*

Another click is heard and another light comes on.

(Natalie) "Ok." *She presses the one under the boy*

Another click is heard and yet another light comes on.

She presses the button under the painting of the teenager

Another click and another light come on.

She hits all the last switches in the right order. A loud thud is heard as though something fell. The lights all seem to focus on a part of the wall opposite the paintings, the wall moves back with a rumbling.

(Natalie) "Whoa...very Indiana Jones."

She walks through the wall and it closes behind her.

(Natalie) "Oh hell..."

There is a steel door ahead about 30 feet down the secret hallway, on the left side of the door is a slot cut in the shape of a staff, on the right side of the door a slot cut in the shape of a rod.

“Psalms 23:4” is engraved above the door.

(Natalie) "Heh...for thou art with me, and thy rod and staff me comfort still."

She walks back to where the wall opened, she sees a switch, and presses it and the wall opens again.

She remembered seeing a statue of a shepherd, she goes to the statue.

She saw the statues, a shepherd, surrounded by 5 statues of wolves, the inscription on the statue of the shepherd read, "When the wolves are scattered and the flock gathered, I shall lay down my rod and staff." there were 5 statues of sheep at the far end of the room.

(Natalie) "I have to move all those?!! Oh for Christ’s sake..."

Each wolf statue weighed about 100 lbs; the sheep were about 50 lbs each. As she moved the first wolf statue, the tiles it was depressing came up, a click sounded. She moved a sheep statue over it, it went back down, but not as far, it clicked. She repeated the process until all was complete, a loud click echoed throughout the hall, and the staff and rod fell from the shepherd.

(Natalie) "Nice. Souvenir?"

In the secret hallway, she placed the rod and staff in the slots near the door. The door opens and reveals another secret passage and another door. There is a large painting of Satan being tossed into a lake of fire; an electronic keypad is beneath it. She notices the beast and the false prophet are also in the lake of fire.

Natalie thought to herself, "The devil that deceived them, lake of fire, beast and false prophet."

(Natalie) "Ah damnit. Gotta be a bible round here somewhere. The guy sure loves his myths..."

She walks back into the main hall and shuts the secret doors, she is startled when a regular door opens a bishop walks out, (here to speak with the Premier about church matters)

(Natalie) "Who the hell are you?!"

(Bishop) "No need for such tone my child. I am a bishop of the church."

(Bishop) "Sorry to have startled you."

(Bishop) "Is there something I can do for you? I am on my way to speak with Premier Fabus about church matters."

(Natalie) "Yeah. What's all that stuff with the devil and the lake of fire and things?"

(Bishop) "Ah you mean revelations where Satan is defeated. And the devil that deceived them was cast into the lake of fire and brimstone, where the beast and the false prophet are, and shall be tormented day and night for ever and ever."

(Natalie) "Yeah, I presume so."

(Bishop) "What about it? What do you want to know?"

(Natalie) "Where's it from?"

(Bishop) "Revelations. Revelations 20:10"

(Bishop) "Well I must be going now, I have important business with the Premier. May the Lord bless and keep you." The bishop walks off down the hallway and enters a door on the right

(Natalie) "Ta, comrade." She then exits and goes back to the secret passage.

*She walks back to the pad*

*She enters "2010"*

The painting moves up to reveal a shield; the shield has Latin writing on it. She doesn't know what it says. There is a slot next to a door, a very small slot; it appears to be deep though, like you could slide something in. Above the slot is written "Psalms 28:7".

*She shoves the shield into the slot and pushes hard*

A soft click and a part of the wall raises up, revealing a panel with words flashing across, "The Lord is my light and my salvation, whom shall I fear." there is a keypad

(Natalie) "Jesus, how many layers does this place need?!"

She realizes it is from Psalms, she remembers it from Sunday school. She enters 271.

A loud series of clicks and then the lights come on and focus on a section of the wall, it raises.

*She goes in*

The first thing she notices is the room is incredibly large and dark, she can hardly see anything, but when she entered a large screen came on, it showed locations of missile silos, current locations of mobile launchers, and the status of missiles. Defense Level 5 currently, (Defense Level 1 means launch, 5 means peace level)

(Natalie) "Interesting...where are the comm systems?"

She hears a voice laughing, "Why would you want that."

(Natalie) (Oh...shit)

The voice says, "lights on." The lights come on, she sees one of the premiers son's Henry Fabus (20) he is sitting at the table, with a rolled up 1000 dollar bill and a glass mirror in front of him, he is laughing uncontrollably, "Who are you?" He continues to laugh.

(Henry) "Well who are you?" (He continues to laugh, and as he was talking she sees him placing a small amount of white powder on the mirror and then snorting it up his nose).

(Natalie) (Idiot)

(Natalie) "I'm your new CO. Enjoying yourself?"

He laughs, "You're a woman."
(Natalie) "Times are changing."

(Henry) "Not here." (He keeps laughing)

(Natalie) "As will your occupation be if this ever gets out."

(Henry) "I'm a son of the Premier." He keeps laughing

(Natalie) "Perhaps. There are ways and means of making you lose your job however."

(Henry) "I'm the deputy minister of defense. Have you read my book." (he keeps laughing) (occ- he is damn smart and his book is very good)

(Natalie) "Can't say I have. Surprised you could write it given your present state."

(Henry) "This is a restricted area, maybe you can come over here a little closer, we might be able to a work out a deal and I won't have to have you shot for spying."

He keeps laughing uncontrollably and snorts more powder up his nose.

(Henry) "So you think you're my new boss, well why don't you come over here and give me a good spanking for loafing on the job. You the sort of boss that likes to ride your workers real hard?" He keeps laughing.

(Natalie) "Depends. Are you the sort of idiot who's willing to screw himself up with that?"

(Henry) "Oh this, it's for my back wound, the doctor said to take a few pinches every couple of days for two weeks." (He keeps laughing) (Occ- he was shot in the back about 5 days ago, attempted assassination)

(Natalie) "A few pinches does not mean breathing it in like it's air, you imbecile."

(Henry) (Just keeps laughing) "So are you going to correct me then, you going to ride me hard, show me who’s the boss. You said you're my CO, show me."

(Natalie) "What, and defile myself with the likes of you?"

(Henry) (Keeps laughing) "What does that mean?"

(Natalie) "I try not to associate with junkies."

(Henry) "Well I'm not one."

(Natalie) "You're doing a damn good impression of one."

He was laughing uncontrollably when Roger Fabus (19) and William Fabus (17) walked in through another door, they see him sitting there laughing like an ass and immediately know what is going on. Roger rushes over, lifts him out of his chair, and slaps him across the face. "Damnit, I thought dad told you that doctor is a quack, nobody prescribed cocaine for a back injury.”

Henry just keeps laughing.

(Roger) (To William) "Get him back to his room, call a real doctor." (Thinking back to the Dr who told Henry to snort coke. The Doctor came in and said “Hi everybody” they replied, “Hi Doctor Nick.” The Doctor said, “I can tell from here that you need some miracle powder, lucky for you I have a large amount of me right now.”

William helps Henry leave, Roger notices Natalie, he just stands there for a what seems like a minute, captivated by her, then he, "Ah...Hello, who are you?"

(Natalie) "Oh, just a tourist." *She laughs harshly* "Became a little curious as to what was down here. Relieved to see you lot aren't planning a nuclear war anytime soon at least."

(Roger) "No tourists are allowed on the estate, you got lost for 20 miles?" (Occ the estate is 20 miles long by 20 wide)

(Natalie) "Alright, so I'm not a tourist. I'm what your father calls a "guest."

(Roger) "Oh yeah, you're the reporter right?"

(Natalie) "The same."

(Roger) "You’re a pretty smart lady then, nobody has ever figured out the puzzles to get back into here through that secret way, there are many passages and such in this bunker and the buildings above."

(Roger) "My brother didn't startle you, did he?"

(Natalie) "No. Disgust me maybe."

(Roger) "Oh well, I apologize for his conduct, he's normally quite nice, it's just for his back injury nothing else worked, and he was in constant pain."

(Roger) (In a tone revealing his pride) "Just between you and I, I'm the favorite son around here."

(Natalie) "Nice. Any perks?"

(Roger) "Father knows I'm not only smart but I show initiative, that is why I'm the deputy commander of the Republican Guard. Perks eh? Well I do what I want, when I want."

(Roger) "George would have been the favorite, but father doesn't approve of George's relationship with a cousin."

(Natalie) "Perfectly legal, unless I'm mistaken."

(Roger) "They're 3rd cousins, quite far apart. Yes legal, anything 2nd cousin or greater is legal, but father still frowns on it."

(Natalie) "Heh. Old habits eh?"

(Roger) "Father refuses to let George marry her, George has been with a lot of women since father made him stop seeing her, but he doesn't want other women, he wants her. He's not happy you know. But neither is father. Father hasn't been happy since mother died."

(Natalie) "Ah, the vagaries of relationships."

(Roger) "So, what brings you to our nation?"

(Natalie) "Seeking to let truth be known, which was an error of pretty big proportions."

(Roger) "You're from DPUO aren't you, it looks like your country is going on a witch hunt against any who won't tow the party line. Well they seem ready to start purges anyway. Haven't you been keeping up with news from your nation?"

(Natalie) "Yeah. People getting hanged and the like. I noted with interest however the large riot at Pechenga."

(Roger) "Perhaps you have friends or family you might like to call in your nation, there is a secure phone line right over there." (Points to a phone about 20 feet to her left)

(Natalie) "Really?"

(Roger) "Really what?"

(Natalie) "I can call them?"

(Roger) "I don't see why not."

(Natalie) "Thanks. Been a while."

(Roger) "Well, go ahead, phone is right there, I'll have to wait here though this is a top secret room we're in, and I don't believe you have clearance."

(Natalie) "You don't think?" (heavy sarcasm)

(Roger) "Well the phone's right there, use it at your leisure."

He sits down and begins to read a magazine, "RG Monthly"

She didn’t know whom to dial, so she dials a co-worker

(Co-worker) "Oh my God, Natalie, where have you been, you need to see what's going on here. The nation is going crazy."

(Co-worker) "You there? Where are you at?"

(Natalie) "Communist Mississippi.”

(Co-worker) "Well get back here, this is the story of a lifetime, trials, they might turn into purges, who knows, just get back here ASAP."

She hears a man's voice in the background, "Natalie, who is there with you?"

(Natalie) "Son of the Premier. Why?"

(Co-worker) (Acts like a giddy schoolgirl now) "Oh my God, are you sleeping with the son on the Premier, tell me about it."

(Co-worker) "Which son?"

(Natalie) "I am NOT sleeping with him!" (Indignantly) "Roger I think."

Roger laughs at hearing his name, he looks up from his magazine, "Something about me?"
(Natalie) "Never mind." *She turns back to the phone*

(Co-worker) "Well the rumors in the tabloids here are that he's the favorite and heir to the throne. He’s a damn cute guy too."

(Co-worker) "You talk to your parents yet? They've been on vacation, trying to reach you, they left a number for you to call." (Gives her the number)

(Natalie) "Thanks. Tell them I'm OK if I can't get through, I should be out soon."

(Co-worker) "I'd watch out for the boss here though, he doesn't think your report anything, truthful stance will fly now that the nation seems to be in a police state mentality. But I didn't say anything, you didn't hear it from me, I don't want to be deemed unpatriotic."

(Natalie) "Ah, he was always uptight. You remember how his dad died right? I shouldn't think he wants more Nazis burning his home. Paranoid."

(Co-worker) "So what hotel are you staying at? Want to leave the number and I'll get back to you if anything important happens"

(Natalie) "They call it "The Estate, I believe."

(Co-worker) "Interesting"

(Roger) (Couldn't help but overhear) "Actually we call it Stalingrad"

(Natalie) "Stalingrad apparently."

(Co-worker) "Stalingrad? You're staying at the main estate of the Premier in Neshoba County. Wow, how'd you manage that?"

(Natalie) "Coming here."

(Co-worker) "Have you met the premier, oh my he's a hot one alright."

(Natalie) "Yeah, I've met him. And his sons for that matter."

(Co-worker) "Oh well, boss is coming, got to get back to work. Bye, talk later." She hangs up.

Roger says, "Well now, what do you want to do? Do you want to see father's collection of aircraft?"

(Natalie) "Might as well. Not as if I have anything else to do is it?"

(Roger) "He keeps them all down here in secret hangars that are connected to the bunker, they're about the same depth as the bunker, about 700 feet below the ground, they can be raised to the surface for takeoff if the bunker is about to fall to enemy forces."

(Roger) "Father is qualified to fly dozens of aircraft, mostly jet fighters and helicopters. I can fly the Rafale, the 2-seater fighter, perhaps you'd like to go for a ride in one later."


(Roger) "This way."

As Roger gets up the large screen comes to life and shows large arrows projecting fleet movements all around the coast of Africa, major fleets off the coasts of Algeria, Morocco, Western Sahara, Libya, Tunisia, Egypt, Sudan, Eritrea, and Somalia. It also projects army movements into the countries the fleets are off the coasts off. The Defense Level moves down to 3 in anticipation of possible foreign response to the soon to come CM invasions all throughout Northern and Eastern Africa.

(Roger) "Ah... You should probably just ignore that, military exercises is all they are, war games."

(Natalie) "You forget that I know war games. War games do not generally mobilize 40% of your army, too expensive."

(Roger) "It's not 40% of the total army, maybe 25% at most. I guess you are smart gal, you're right, they're not war games, and we’re going to be invading 11 countries in Africa. Algeria, Morocco, Western Sahara, Libya, Tunisia, Egypt, Sudan, Eritrea, Ethiopia, Djibouti, and Somalia."

(Natalie) "Lovely. Nice to see you adhering to the theory that the only thing keeping people apart is class rather than nationality."

(Roger) "There are over 1 billion white people here, we need living space. We plan to send about 300 million white colonists to the new lands we will acquire in Africa. They will become the new ruling class and will have total control over the native populations who will be dispossessed of their land and titles. That is the blunt truth, no "War on terror" or "Carrying Civilization to the savages" it's an invasion, plain and simple."

(Natalie) "And you think nobody will react?"

(Roger) "Why? Who wants to die from some Arabs and blacks? They're the underclass of the world; anyway, business opportunities will boom in the nations, we'll set up oil deals from Libya and other nations to sell massive quantities to the world. We can exploit the resources the blacks and Arabs don't even know are under their feet. More often than not it is greed motivates the world, not ideals.”

She is forced to accept he is basically correct.

(Natalie) "I'm well aware of that. Bu ever so occasionally not. For instance, there was little material gain in the defense of France by Britain, for all the good it did."

(Roger) "Yes, well whites will often stick together even it means losing financially, it's a white thing."

(Natalie) "Not really. Again history disproves your argument. If that were true, the Cold War would not have erupted."

(Roger) "Well the communists in the USSR were mostly all Jews, Trotsky, Lenin, etc, the ideals of the Jew Karl Marx. Anyway, I leave for Algeria in 3 days; my unit is going there. I'm in the commander of the 2nd Brigade of RG cavalry."

(Roger) "They're still using T-34s, T-55s, and T-72s. Well the T-72 is decent. But nothing compared to our T-98. If you're still here, I'll bring you back a T-72, I'll capture one myself."

(Natalie) "I used to command a T-90MU, I know the T-72 like the back of my hand."

(Roger) "Well I'll get you one then. Which model do you want?" (Says it with a little chuckle)

(Roger) "Well, shall we go then, the aircraft are something you simply must see." As they walk out, the big screen opposite the army deployment screen shows movement of SSBN submarines to just outside the territorial waters of nations deemed likely to interfere in the CM operations in Africa.

(Natalie) "Again interesting. Missile submarines moving for drop-shots I see."

(Roger) "No, just an insurance policy. Don't worry, we don't want to destroy the world, we're a part of the world." (Laughs) "But we don't act like it most times. We act like we're in our own little world."

(Natalie) "It's noticeable."

The two walk through some corridors, Roger enters a code and they arrive in a large hangar where jets are stored. There is a Mirage F1, a MiG-29, a MiG-31, an F-16, an F-14, an F-15, a Rafale, and a few others. They are all on lifts that can be raised to the surface in a matter of probably 2 minutes

(Roger) "Interesting isn't it? Father has the largest private plane, vehicle, helicopter, and gun collection in the nation. Only the army has more weapons than he does."

(Roger) "There is one his favorites." (Points to an Mi-24 helicopter)

(Natalie) "Ah, the old Humpback. Standard in the VMU version in Frontal Aviation and Army helicopter units.

(Roger) "Father found out something today, it will change his life. Mother told him who his real father was. Not the man who beat him, but Louis Prince of Neshoba. Even though father is technically illegitimate, the bishops are working on ways of making creative interpretations of the bible, so that father can be crowned Czar."


(Natalie) "Communist Tsar eh?"

(Roger) "Yes, it's been father's dream to be Czar, but he always believed he was a commoner. His mother was a servant at the court of Louis Prince of Neshoba, and the prince had a thing for his mother, and that is how the Premier was born. It also explains how he got all his money for private art tutors to make him the great artist he is. The Prince went bankrupt when father was 13, so father had to work in the coal mines for a while, but he stopped around age 16 when he got involved with organized crime, he still went to the mines a few times a week to make mother think his money was coming from the mines."

(Natalie) "How morally wonderful of him."

(Roger) "Father had his mother to support, his older sister, younger sister, and younger brother. They all depended on him for everything."

(Roger) “So you were in the army yes. What rank did you make?”

(Natalie) "Never made it beyond Lieutenant. Commanded a platoon of T-90MUs, all-female regiment."

(Roger) "Interesting. How would you like to accompany me to Algeria? We're forming a few new units to assess their combat capabilities. One is a company of T-98 tanks all female, you want to be in charge of it."

(Natalie) "No thanks, I breathed enough cordite."

(Roger) "Oh come on, we're debating forming an entire female tank division but we have no real officers to lead the company that is to determine whether it's worth it or not. 98% Of the officers are against the whole idea. With Navarre, Smith, Ernst, Salazar, and the other top brass against the idea, I'm basically the only one who supports it."

(Roger) "The company is to be attached to the 2nd Armored Brigade lead by Brigadier General Gunther Thaller in the 3rd RG Armored Division "The Crusader's Sword" commanded by Field Marshal Francisco Salazar."

(Natalie) "I have met General Thaller. I don't think I endeared myself to him."

(Roger) "Nobody gets along with him the first time."

(Roger) "I've been studying up on your nation and your history. I'd be willing to wager your boss will fire you shortly after you get back due to your attitude of report anything regardless of political consequence. So if you take the job, it could be a prelude to joining the Republican Guard. You'd be the first woman officer in the entire armed forces, and the first woman in the RG. What do you say, want to give it a try?"

(Roger) "I've always been in favor of women in armored units, it can free men up for the horse cavalry, the infantry, and the paratroopers. Women are certainly capable of operating a tank."

(Natalie) "Again, thanks but no. I've done my bit. Just because I was good doesn't mean I enjoyed my service time."

(Roger) "If you feel that serving under the command of Thaller will be too much, I could transfer the unit to the 2nd RG Armored Division commanded by Navarre."

(Roger) "I'd lead it myself, but this is supposed to be a woman unit. If the officers are all men, it will prove nothing about women being able to operate tank units and fight effectively. Anyway, I'm a cavalryman. Did they tell you my nickname?"

(Natalie) "No."

(Roger) "They call me Roger "Bloody Saber" Fabus. At a battle against Indians we ran out of ammunition, I ordered the men to draw Sabers, we charged and routed the Indians."

(Roger) "The nearby creek was thereafter called Bloody Creek because it ran red with blood. The Indians lost over 30,000, my unit lost 2,000 out of 5,000."

(Natalie) "Wonderful. Does your country ever stop killing people?"

(Roger) "Only the dead have seen the end of war." His tone reveals that although on the outside he seems to idealize war, privately he probably detests it and realizes war is hell.

(Natalie) "You don't seem convinced."

(Roger) "Really though, only the dead have seen the end of war. War is something that unfortunately will be with us until the end."

(Roger) "Tell me, do you like war?"

(Natalie) "No."

(Roger) "Good, I don't trust anybody who likes war."

Roger removes a silver cigarette holder from his suit jacket pocket and asks, "Do you mind if I smoke?"

(Natalie) "Not particularly."

(Roger) "Thank you." He takes out a cigarette that appears to be a select rare brand, Natalie realizes they probably cost over 25 dollars per cigarette. It is the best tobacco in the nation and possibly in the world. "Care for one?" he asks.

(Natalie) "Ah, why not."

(Roger) "Here." He hands her the holder.

*She extracts one and lights it* "Thanks."

(Roger) "Keep it, I have plenty more."

(Natalie) "How much were they?"

(Roger) "20 cigarettes there, 500 for them, holder is solid silver, about 25,000 there, the lighter inside the holder, about 1,000."

(Natalie) "You're nuts!" *She laughs*

(Roger) "How am I nut?"

(Natalie) "You paid that much for a fag lighter, when you could have had one for a quid down at the shops!"

(Roger) "If you were in the Republican Guard you'd get the best of everything. Just don't turn down the offer yet. Keep thinking about it. And the lighter is nearly solid gold, so that's why it cost so much. You can't get those in any shop."

(Natalie) "It's still a cigarette lighter. It's just as much a lighter as a Bic. Yet you spend 25 grand on it."

(Roger) "No, the holder was 25,000. Solid silver, custom made, engraved. See it's got the RG Cavalry Insignia engraved on it."

(Natalie) "Nice."

(Roger) "Would you like to go for a drive to father's private zoo. It's about 12 miles from the mansion. Still on Stalingrad estate though."

(Natalie) "OK, why not?"

(Roger) "Okay, which car should we go in? I've got a nice new 1980 Cadillac Eldorado. They're out of production to the public, but father told them they'd make me any car I want or their factories might accidentally get bombed by the air force."

(Roger) "Custom made and heavily modified engine, it can go almost 180 miles per hour."

(Natalie) "Very swish. What's the speed limit round here?"

(Roger) "20 miles per hour for all vehicles entering the estate, for vehicles on the estate 50 miles per hour. For the public outside the estate, on the highways most are 70 miles per hour. For me, I go as fast as I want, where I want."

(Roger) "Shall we go then?"

(Natalie) "Yeah. But I drive if you screw up too much."

They enter the elevator of the bunker to go to the surface, Roger says, "Just got fixed yesterday, apparently the repair crew was suddenly willing to work for 24 hours straight until it got fixed. Father must have had them properly motivated."

The elevator arrives at the basement floor and they exit; walk up the stairs to the main floor. Natalie notices all the windows are locked shut and heavy curtains draped over them

(Natalie) "Why the security?"

(Roger) "The windows are never allowed opened and the blankets are always in place, to protect the Premier. Well that is how it has been since the mob troubles began. Did you hear Don Ciano was killed when 10 B-52s leveled his mansion."

(Natalie) "Crude but effective."

(Roger) "Ciano's brother Alessandro, he was pecked to death by ravens. Nobody knows much about what happened. He was outside walking and a horde of the birds descended on him." (His tone reveals his fear) "I think he did it."

(Natalie) “He?"

(Roger) "He is "The Raven" nobody knows his real name, he is an operative in the Intelligence Services, super secretive. He always has a raven perched on his shoulder. He is the best assassin in the nation. Rumor is he can command ravens to do his bidding."

They arrive in the garage, Roger moves over to the black 1980 Cadillac Eldorado. He opens the door for Natalie and waits for her to get in

(Natalie) "Thank you"

(Roger) "You're welcome."

Roger opens the glove box and checks to confirm the 45-caliber pistol he keeps in it is still there, it is. He checks the trunk he confirms the M-16 with the M-203 is still there, it is.

(Roger) "Okay, lets get moving." He starts the engine.

The garage door opens, it is a solid steel and part of the hardened concrete garage, the garage is ornate outside and inside, and in-between is hardened concrete

He says, "Buckle up and hold on."

(Natalie) "Hold on indeed."

Roger floors the pedal and flies out of the garage, he flies by the main entrance door to the mansion, passed the statues, she looks at the speedometer, he is pushing 100. He spins the car and comes to a sudden stop facing the way to the zoo. "Shall we go then." He floors it and they speed off towards the zoo

They have to pass through about a 4-mile stretch of public road to get to the zoo, as they are going a police car clocks him going 170 in a 40 zone. He immediately turns his lights on and Roger pulls over. The police officer calls in backup, about 6 cars arrive, they all have their guns out, "Driver throw the keys out the window and slowly step out of the car, walk backwards to the sound of my voice."

The police tell Natalie to get out. Roger starts yelling at the police, they realize who he is. He tells them, "You're all through, and you won't even be able to get a job as a security guard when I'm done with you." They beg his forgiveness and apologize for hassling him. He tells them "Okay, just get out of here and don't let it happen again, I'll let you off with a warning."

The police leave. Roger tells Natalie, "Sorry for that delay, shall we go then."

(Natalie) "Yeah. No more surprises hopefully."

Roger starts to drive again; up ahead is a slow moving truck, going about 20 miles per hour. Roger jumps into the other lane and passes him, just avoiding an oncoming bus. He swerves back into the proper lane and continues on at about 180 mph. He passes a blue sedan by using the shoulder. He is weaving in an out, passing people using the wrong lane, the emergency lane, he blows through 1/2 dozen traffic lights. He runs about 12 stop signs. They finally get back onto the private estate road, and arrive at the zoo.

Roger gets out, walks around, and opens the door for Natalie. "Enjoy the scenery on the ride here?"

(Natalie) "What scenery? I saw a large greenish blur."

(Roger) "Yeah, maybe I went a little too fast. I'll go slower on the way back."

(Roger) "Well I told you I'd get you here in one piece. And I did just that. Made record time too, except for those idiot police stopping me."

As they walk into the zoo Natalie notices there are probably at least 500 guards walking around. A Major approaches Roger and tells him, "We have another shark in for you, the usual, would you care to fight it now or later."

(Roger) (To Natalie) "You'll just have to see this." (To the Major) "Now will be fine."

They walk off to a large pool, probably 200 feet long and 400 feet wide. A 25-foot Great White Shark is inside the pool. Roger changes into a wetsuit and lays his holster aside; he pulls out a 12-inch knife.

(Natalie) "Is this really necessary?"

(Roger) "It's training, in the event the boat taking me to Algeria goes down, I need practice fending off sharks."

(Roger) (To Major) "Dump the blood in." The Major dumps a 50 gallon drum of blood into the pool, the shark immediately jets for the end with the blood, Roger says, "Well let's also find out how long I can hold my breath", he pulls goggles over his eyes and then jumps into the pool of blood.

The shark impacts him hard and he just dodged the teeth, he struck it in the nose hard with his left fist.

(Major) (To Natalie) "I bet Roger wins. Do you want to take that bet?"

(Natalie) "Yeah, alright."

The blood obstructs their view of what is going on. About 40 seconds go by, 50 seconds, 60 seconds, over 90 seconds.

A dorsal fin is seen cutting through the water. The shark rises and has Roger by the leg. Roger is jamming the knife into it, he's stabbed it over 30 times in the face and head but it just won't die. He starts screaming wildly "Get it off me!" "Get it off me!" "Before it bites down and gets my leg, get it off me!"

The major using a scoped rifle fires a single well aimed rifle shot into the shark’s brain. 10 guards jump into the pool and pry the shark’s mouth off of Roger's leg. Roger limps out of the pool.

(Roger) "Damn fine shark, they're truly the kings of the ocean."

(Natalie) "Why the hell do you do that?"

(Roger) "Training I guess."

(Major) "Sir, will you be fighting the bear today then, or should I have that postponed until you recover from the shark."

(Roger) (To Natalie, his tone reveals he is in considerable pain from his left leg) "What do you think? Do you want to see me fight a bear?"

(Natalie) "Not in that state!"

(Roger) (In a tone trying to downplay his injuries) "I'm fine, don't worry about me. If you want to see me fight the bear just say so."

(Natalie) "No!"

(Roger) "Okay, if you say so." (To Major) "No today, major, thank you though for helping with the shark.” The major salutes him and walks off

Roger asks Natalie, "Can you help me get to the doctor's office here, about a 5 minute walk, I want to... Err, just check up and see how he is."

(Natalie) "Yeah, come on."

They get to the doctor's office. The doctor is shocked to see Roger’s left leg with bite marks and blood

(Doctor) "What the hell were you doing? There isn't an ocean around here for hundred's of miles, how did you get great white shark bites all over your leg. You're lucky it didn't bite down hard; your leg would be gone. Nothing too serious. You'll be running in no time."

The doctor gives him a few needles filled with morphine and tells him to inject them every several hours when the pain comes back

(Roger) "No drugs doc, nothing like that. Do something for me, but not drugs."

(Doctor) "Well I don't know what else I can do, I've stitched up the wound, treated it for possible infection, if you want to deal with the pain that is up to you. But morphine would help a lot."

(Roger) "I said no drugs. Thank you for your help." Roger gets up and walks out

He tells Natalie, "Come on, plenty to see here." (She overheard him and the doctor talking)

They walk around the zoo for a few hours, seeing animals Natalie thought were extinct.

(Roger) (Sensing she is growing somewhat bored) "It's getting late, you want to get out of here? Cruise around town for a while, see how the commoners are doing?"

(Natalie) "Might be enlightening. You sure you want me to see?"

(Roger) "Don't see why not. The peasants are mostly happy."

(Natalie)"Ah, but why?"

They walk to the car, he tells her to stand back when they're about 100 feet away, he walks over, lifts the hood, checks the engine, checks under the car, checks the trunk, then he calls her over and gets her door for her

(Natalie) "Cautious?"

(Roger) "I guess you could say that. Cars around here have a bad habit of blowing up, can't be too careful."

They drive to a local bar. He gets out, gets her door, they walk into the bar, he asks for two glasses of a rare wine. The bartender looks at him "What the hell is that?" he asks. She notices the people in there are largely working class. There is a large confederate flag hanging on the wall, the radio is playing country music.

One of the peasants is a mineworker. He walks over and starts talking to Natalie, "Hey babe, you want to grab a few beers and go back to my place."

(Roger) (Stepping in-between Natalie and the man) "Get out of here you peasant swine."

(Natalie) "No thanks. Enjoy your job mate?"

(Miner) "Hey I know you, your father's the premier, the as-ho-- whose guards shot up the mine working protest in Jackson City."

(Roger) "You want to talk bad about my father. Well why don't we duel about it."

(Miner) "Duel." (Starts to laugh) "Here we fight, not duel."

(Miner) (To Natalie) "Yeah, sure I enjoy working 6 days a week 14 hours a day for next to nothing. And getting covered in this black dust so I end up looking dark as a nigg-- before the days out."

(Roger) "Listen you peasant swine, get out of my face or you'll regret it."

(Natalie) "Sounds like a shi--y existence. Hey, beer on me." *She tosses him a large coin*

(Miner) (Swings to punch Roger) Roger grabs his hand, twists his arm, jams his fist into the man’s back and pushes until his arm snaps; he has just broken his arm. He then kicks the man down and says, "Get out of here."

Two other men get up from their seats and move in towards Roger, but he is an RG officer skilled in hand-to-hand combat. One of them pulls out a switchblade, Roger is still hurting from his injury to his leg but he is still in better shape than these guys.

The man without the knife gets hit the face with the bottle from Roger and he is down, the man with the knife swipes at him, Roger grabs his hand, disarms him of the knife, then jams the knife into his hand and the table. The man is screaming in pain. Roger throws a few thousand dollar bills at him. "I'd get that hand checked out if I were you." Other people in the bar who had stood up slowly move back or just sit back down.

(Roger) (To Natalie) "What say we get out of here.”

(Natalie) "Agreed."

The man on the floor who was hit by the bottle has shaken off the pain, he whips out a pistol to shoot Roger in the back, but he hesitates, Roger spins around, and drills the man in the hand, the gun flies from his hand. Roger says, "Never pull a gun on somebody if you're not ready to use it immediately."

Roger walks back to the car, he says to Natalie. "I'm feeling light headed from the blood loss, would you mind driving back?"

(Natalie) "Sure. Hope you can navigate."

(Roger) "I can."

(Roger) (As they're driving). "God I hate peasants."

(Natalie) "They're what keeps you where you are."

(Roger) "Don't remind me. I still hate them, and they still hate me. We need each other, but we hate each other."

Roger leans backs and starts to fall asleep; by the time Natalie gets back to the estate he is completely asleep.

*She taps him* "Wake up."

(Roger) (Delirious) "Not now mommy, I don't want to go to school today."

(Natalie) "Oh for god's sake." *She shouts* "Little help here?"

(Roger) (Stirs from his sleep) "Oh, I'm awake, what do you need?"

(Natalie) "You to avoid calling me "mommy" for one thing. Come on."

(Roger) "Sorry, I feel somewhat delirious from the blood loss. What do you need me to do for you?"

(Natalie) “Where are we exactly at this point?”

(Roger) "We're here, you got us back okay. Good sense of direction." (He drifts back to sleep)

*She shakes him* "Wake up!"

(Roger) (Wakes up) "Sorry, so sorry. Could you call Captain Nelson on my phone, it's on speed dial; tell him to get some guards here to carry me to my room. I don't think I can make it myself."

(Natalie) "OK. *She dials*

The guards get there and help carry Roger upstairs; Nelson is there and asks Natalie, "What the hell happened to him?"

(Natalie) "Shark bite, fight, the usual."

(Nelson) "Was he fighting sharks again? Damnit his dad told him not to do that. He is the heir to the throne. Oh by the way, the Premier will be ready to go hunting in the morning. So get an early sleep, he rises at about 4:00 a.m. to get ready for the hunt."

Nelson says, "Oh Roger wanted you to have these, he said it's your and enjoy." (He tosses her the keys to the Cadillac)

(Natalie) "Thanks...little odd but hey."

Natalie sees Bertrand Navarre walking around with black glasses on and a blind man's stick. He is having trouble getting around and he walks into the wall.

*She walks to Navarre* "Jesus what happened to you?"

(Navarre) "That's you isn't it Ms. Rush. Oh my eyes, I was hunting deer with two of my sons, the black powder rifled musket I was using, well the powder exploded into my eyes, the retinas were damaged. I'll be like this for a few months. But I'll be okay soon. I also made Field Marshal so I'm happy. And I've got a campaign in Algeria coming up in a few days."

(Natalie) “You're going to conduct a campaign blind?"

(Navarre) "It's been a bad day for the high command. Reginald Smith was hurt and he's down. His son's gun accidentally went off and hit him in the leg."

(Natalie) “Unlucky.”

(Navarre) "Yeah, Smith's going to Egypt though, he'll conduct his campaign from a wheelchair if need be."

(Natalie) "Determined man."

To Be Continued.

Would whoever is the recognized owner of Brazil please work out a small dialogue with me on the mob boss seeking asylum?

Thank you.

Bump.

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Xihuitl was bleeding significantly and had been unconscious for about 2 hours and he was partially in water. He was awoken when somebody shook him and said, "Hey, you okay."

He saw two young men, perhaps 17 and 18, they were in camouflage clothing of a paramilitary unit.

(Soldier 1) "What happened?"

(Soldier 2) "Not sure, lets get him up though."

Xihuitl looked up and was extremely tired. He just lay there, unable to do anything. As the Soldiers picked him up, he got on his feet and looked where he had been shot. He then said, "Today has not been my day."

He notices both of the youths have Klan paramilitary shoulder patches on their uniforms.

(Soldier 1) (To soldier 2) "You don't live to far from here, reckon we could get him to your house?"

(Soldier 2) "Yeah, I don't see why not."

(Soldier 1) (To Xihuitl) "There are a lot of other people in these woods at times. They're not as nice as we are, you don't tell anybody we're taking you to our house for you to rest, okay?"

Xihuitl's mind finally started working again, he noticed the Klan patches. "Uh no, this is not what I need." He thought to himself. However, he would surely die if he refused help, either from blood loss, secondary infection or other guards. He then said, "That sounds good. Thank you very much."

The two youths help him walk about 2 miles through the woods and they arrive at a small cabin, whoever lives there is obviously poor. Soldier 2, "Well here we are."

The youth about 18 walks into the house and says, "Anybody home?" Nobody is there; he goes back out and helps his friend get Xihuitl inside.

They walk passed a fence; there were 1/2 dozen cows and about 40 sheep inside the fence grazing, a few dozen chickens and some pigs. A large barn was about 200 feet from the cabin.

Xihuitl then said, "Are one of you a farmer?"

The youth about 18 years old spit out tobacco juice on the ground and said, "Yeah, this is my farm."

"Hmmm, your animals look healthy." Xihuitl grew up on a farm during most of his life; it was always nice to see someone with a similar background, even if they could possibly be an enemy.

A sheep dog starts to bark viciously at a nearby wolf, the youth 18 quickly raises his rifle and squeezes the trigger, he squeezes again, and he squeezes again. The beast falls down in his place, with 3 bullets in him. He made the shots at about 900 meters.

Xihuitl looked. "Damn good shot. Better then me, I guess I have to do some practice." He thought.

A woman on a horse came riding up to the cabin, the wife of the 18 year old, she was quite attractive. She spoke to her husband, "Hey dear, home already? Any luck on the hunt? He replied, "Nothing yet, dropped a wolf out in the field, nothing else much to mention, except we found some guy near the creek."

Xihuitl then glanced over to her, nodded and said "hi."

The 17 year old says, "Well Dan, I'm out of here, got some repairs to do on my tractor, see you tomorrow night at the meeting."

"Take care Johnny". The 17 year old got into a large pick up truck parked in front of the cabin and drove off down the dirt road, (he lives about 1/2 mile away on his own farm)

By meeting, Xihuitl assumed he meant a Klan gathering. He hoped he be gone before.

The woman handed Dan his pipe after she filled it with tobacco, she then lit it for him.

(Woman) "Well are you two going to stand around or come on inside, dinners ready soon."

The fields there were probably 1,000 acres of crops, of which 500 were tobacco, 200 wheat, and 200 corn, and 100 soy.

(Dan) (With tired look on his face, motions to Xihuitl with his hand) "Come on, this way, let’s get inside."

Then goes towards the door and follows Dan in. Looking into the wood cabin, he saw it was very small and old. Still, it's better then being exposed to the elements and guards.

(Dan) "I'll have the wife go into town and get you a doctor later."

(Xihuitl) "Is it possible to call a doctor or no?"

(Dan) "No phone."

(Xihuitl) "Oh, ok."

(Dan) "No electricity here."

(Dan) "Well except for the generator, out of diesel for it though. Have to get some more in town next time we go in."

Although not showing it, this "doctor" did not settle well with Xihuitl. He remembered that the White Knights that shot him said they had a corner in their ranks. Although corner officers and doctors work in slightly different professions, they can cross over. Also, the bullet lodged in the sternum probably was a standard military issue bullet.

(Wife) "Nearest town is 15 miles away, on the roads we have around here it's a 90 minute drive."

(Wife) "Doctor Robbins doubles as the town coroner, doesn't he?"

(Dan) "Yeah, towns to small to have both. So he does both jobs."

(Dan) "Town of 612 people."

Xihuitl (in his mind) "Damn, I knew this would happen. Alright, I'll probably be lynched at the meeting tomorrow." He then said "612 people, small town. Have you lived here all your lives?"

(Dan) "Born and raised here."

(Dan) "Well don't you worry, the doctor will take good care of you. I never seen anybody killed who didn't deserve it and I don't know who shot you or why, but until I figure out what’s what, I'll have to assume you didn't do anything. Anyway, the way things have been lately, whoever shot you probably had a few too many drinks."

(Wife) "It's hunting season on deer and a lot of people will foolishly go out hunting drunk."

(Dan) "Yeah, damned idiots."

(Xihuitl) "Probably. Well, again, I am very grateful that you helped me out. I wish I could repay you, but I don't think I have any money on me."

(Dan) "Don't need any charity. We got enough money." (Occ, a lie)

(Wife) "Hey Dan, why don't you use your radio to call the doc."

(Dan) "Hey, you're right, I'll go get the radio."

Dan got on the radio with Doctor Robbins, he and the doctor were talking, the doctor agreed to come to the farm.

"This should be very interesting." Thought Xihuitl.

Meanwhile, back at the Stalingrad Estate Henry was sitting in his room with the ANL lady diplomat.

Henry had a small glass mirror in front of him, he had taken out a 1000-dollar bill and rolled it up, he placed some white powder on the mirror and snorted it up through the rolled up bill. "Want some?" He asked her.

She looked at him and said "No thank you. That's ok." In her mind, she said, "Damn, was his government corrupt. Now we have a high-ranking official snorting drugs.

(Henry) "Oh come on, take a little sniff of it." As he said it he began to laugh as the drug took effect.

(Zeltzin) "No, no, that's ok. I really don't want any."

(Henry) "It's doctor prescribed, for my back, see." (He lifts up his shirt to reveal the evidence of a large caliber gunshot wound in the lower back area, probably a high-powered rifle.

(Henry) (Laughing) "Some jackass took a few shots at me a few days ago when I was outside, oh well, guards got him almost immediately, but not before one of his shots got me. Oh well." (He kept laughing)

(Henry) (Still laughing) "Sure you don't want any, perk you right up.”

She nodded. "I'm pretty sure. I don't want any, thank you though."

(Henry) "So what do you want to do now?"

(Zeltzin) "Well, could I just walk around Stalingrad a bit? I'm sure I won't get into any trouble."

(Henry) "Have you ever been with another woman?"

Henry keeps laughing from the effects of his drugs

She looked at him and said, "Well, no."

(Henry) (Still laughing) "Would you like to?"

Zeltzin looked at him and said "Well, not really..."

(Henry) (Laughing) "Come on, you might like it, you want to give it a try?"

(Henry) "Don't knock it till you tried eh?"

She looked at him and said, "I'm going out to get some air. I'll be back in a bit."

(Henry) (Kept laughing) "Okay."

She figured he was probably just out of touch with reality and didn't really realize what he was saying about anything, she figured he'd not remember any of the conversation. As she left the room she saw an empty bottle of vodka in the trash. Henry got up and went down the stairs to the bunker; he would sit in the secret Strategic Missile room and snort cocaine long into the night.

Zeltzin looks at the vodka bottle and kneels down to pick it up. She begins to inspect it. Just an empty bottle. After a while, she just puts it down, AIA agents can be over-sensitive.

She goes outside and begins to walk about the estate, 15,000 soldiers from the Special Republican Guard Division "Curtis Fabus" are deployed at the estate to guard it, the estate is over 20 miles wide by 20 long, the other 3,000 soldiers of the Special Republican Guard Division were deployed at the Premier's palace in Jackson City

She then goes to walk about. Stalingrad, although a private estate, was a well-armed place. She was looking across the corridors so she wouldn't have to deal with any guards

Noticing the massive formation of guards, she then gets in a little closer and hides behind an objects and looks over and tries to see or listen to what's going on.

A few guard posts are scattered about, there are tanks parked behind trees, SA-19 mobile SAMs, 155mm SPA

The unit is the 1 Division of Special Republican Guard. Known as the “Curtis Fabus” Division (18,000 Republican Guard Panzer Grenadiers, 1,000 T-98 Tanks, 2,250 BMP-3s, 400 G-6 155mm SPA, 300 SA-19 Mobile SAM, and assorted reconnaissance and light vehicles.) The entire Division is comprised of soldiers from the county the Premier is from (Neshoba County), they are tasked with guarding the Premier and the regime against any and all threats. The best Division in the Republican Guard, however they are geared mostly towards Internal Security such as guarding against coups, preventing army mutinies, etc.

She looks at them. "Hmmm, they don't seem to be doing much of anything, probably Stalingrad's guards. She then moves away from the area. as she walks a few guards tip their hats to her.

She nods to them and says "Good day (or night) to them."

There are large animals wondering the estate, lions, beers, tigers, deer, gazelles, etc. an elephant walks by, flanked by a few giraffes.

She looks at them. Amazing animals. Very interesting, very placid. It reminded her of the Tenochitilan Animal Park in the ANL.

There were large gardens, artificial ponds, excellently maintained bushes and flowers, all would have been a tourist magnet but the premier hardly ever allowed anybody at Stalingrad, in his words, he didn't want people "Stinking up my favorite estate."

Zeltzin looked at the garden. It was beautiful, probably shouldn't be here though. She glanced at the animals and the plants and then moved on.

Guards walked back and forth at various parts of the estate, she noticed all the windows at the main mansion were kept locked shut and heavy curtains draped over them.

(Occ- the windows are kept locked and the curtains are there so nobody can see to fire weapons into the mansion)

She then walked back a bit, still looking at the windows. It was odd to have the windows shut like that. Definitely secretive. She could not wait until she could get back to AIA headquarters and report back. She was also curious to hear what the others had to say

One of the guards walked by asked her, "Is there something I can help you with?"

She looks at him and says "Oh no, everything is good."

The guard says, "Okay" and then walks back to his patrol path.

She begins to walk into towards the front door in the mansion and enters it. It is a beautiful building. She then enters the building and looks around a bit.

She sees Henry passing by on his way to the basement, he is somewhat more sober now and he says, "Sorry if I said anything stupid earlier, I don't remember anything from the last few hours, Going downstairs for a while, maybe you want to get ready to hop a helicopter to the river campsite where your friends area?"

Relieved he didn't remember, she said, "Alright, I'll be getting my stuff together. I had a good time with you. Take care then."

(Henry) "Yeah, me too, if you ever need anything don't hesitate to call."

"Alright." She then turns and goes up stairs and begins to pack her traveling bag. While she packed up, she reflected back on her time and thought it wasn't all that bad. However, the next phase of the mission was beginning.

Henry was talking to a servant about going shooting; the servant suggested he wait until morning after he's rested. (The servant knows he's drunk a lot and is probably currently on some sort of narcotic)

In about an hour, she was all packed up and was heading towards the helipad (or wherever the helicopter would be)

The helicopter was a modified Mi-24. The pilot and copilot were just getting in as she was approaching. The pilot instructs her to get into the back of the helicopter and buckle up. She complied and got in the back and put the seatbelt on.

Two CM soldiers also got into the back of the helicopter; they are on their way to an area near the river campsite and will be getting out after the campsite landing

The pilot speaks via an intercom, "Thank you for choosing Communist Mississippi airlines, this is a non-smoking flight. The in-flight movie can be seen by looking out the window at the scenery, as we make the 6-hour flight to the river camp. Please remain buckled up as turbulence is likely."

The two soldiers chuckled at the pilot’s sense of humor. They set their rifles down and strapped them down. She also laughed at the pilot's humor.

The helicopter blades began to rotate and soon the Mi-24 was airborne.

The morning of the grouse hunt arrived, it was 9:00 a.m. though and Natalie wondered why the Premier wasn't ready to go hunting. She saw General Navarre walking by in the bunker.

(Natalie) "Morning."

(Navarre) "Hello. You'll have to postpone the hunting, the premier is not well, he will be meeting with his mother and children today."

(Natalie) "Thanks, think I will."

She would later continue reading, she read the premiers manifesto and loved it, she wanted to read the book that made him famous, written at age 16.

(Navarre) "Here, maybe you'll enjoy this." Hands her a book titled "The Great Racial Struggle in Mississippi: Our People March On."

(Navarre) "The Premier wrote it at age 16."

(Natalie) "Can't keep a good man down eh?"

She isn't really listening; she is looking at a painting on the wall of Francisco Franco. The artist signature says CF.

(Natalie) "CF? He painted that?"

(Navarre) "Yes, in 1974, at age 13 he went to Spain to paint Franco."

(Navarre) "He wanted to be an artist but the academy turned him down because of his politics."

(Natalie) "Typical."

She sees a large picture next to the painting of a young boy about 13 years old shaking hands with Francisco Franco. She asks to see the picture (to read the letter on the back).

(Natalie) “May I see that please?”

(Navarre) "Certainly." (Carefully hands her picture)

The writing on the back says, "Dear Curtis, you have a makings of a brilliant future artist. You will always be welcome in Spain. Sincerely El Caudillo."

She sees numerous paintings of a man in various stages of life, a newborn baby, a young toddler, a lively young boy about 12, a teenager almost a man, a young man, a middle aged man with hair beginning to gray, an older man walking with a cane, a man in a wheelchair with his grandchildren around him, then a coffin being lowered into the ground. The man was nobody in particular, just life to death, there are small switches beneath the paintings. She wonders what they do.

(Navarre) "Well, I must be going, enjoy looking around."

(Natalie) "What're these for?"

(Navarre) (As he is leaving) "Light switches."

(Natalie) “Oh.”

She taps the switch under the painting of the newborn, a small light comes on and illuminates the painting, but she also hears a click.

(Natalie) (What the...)

She taps the switch under the middle-aged man; a light comes on but no click. The switch by the newborn resets.

(Natalie) (Strange.)

She sees a caption on the wall above the paintings; it says "Sic transit gloria mundi" (Latin for Thus passes away the glory of the world).

(Natalie) "How upbeat."

There is another caption that is in Latin, the translation being "From, the cradle to the grave."

(Natalie) "Again with the optimism."

(Natalie) (Okay...let's see what happens if I press this then.) *She presses the switch beneath the newborn*

A click is heard and a light comes on.

*She presses the switch beneath toddler*

Another click is heard and another light comes on.

(Natalie) "Ok." *She presses the one under the boy*

Another click is heard and yet another light comes on.

She presses the button under the painting of the teenager

Another click and another light come on.

She hits all the last switches in the right order. A loud thud is heard as though something fell. The lights all seem to focus on a part of the wall opposite the paintings, the wall moves back with a rumbling.

(Natalie) "Whoa...very Indiana Jones."

She walks through the wall and it closes behind her.

(Natalie) "Oh hell..."

There is a steel door ahead about 30 feet down the secret hallway, on the left side of the door is a slot cut in the shape of a staff, on the right side of the door a slot cut in the shape of a rod.

“Psalms 23:4” is engraved above the door.

(Natalie) "Heh...for thou art with me, and thy rod and staff me comfort still."

She walks back to where the wall opened, she sees a switch, and presses it and the wall opens again.

She remembered seeing a statue of a shepherd, she goes to the statue.

She saw the statues, a shepherd, surrounded by 5 statues of wolves, the inscription on the statue of the shepherd read, "When the wolves are scattered and the flock gathered, I shall lay down my rod and staff." there were 5 statues of sheep at the far end of the room.

(Natalie) "I have to move all those?!! Oh for Christ’s sake..."

Each wolf statue weighed about 100 lbs; the sheep were about 50 lbs each. As she moved the first wolf statue, the tiles it was depressing came up, a click sounded. She moved a sheep statue over it, it went back down, but not as far, it clicked. She repeated the process until all was complete, a loud click echoed throughout the hall, and the staff and rod fell from the shepherd.

(Natalie) "Nice. Souvenir?"

In the secret hallway, she placed the rod and staff in the slots near the door. The door opens and reveals another secret passage and another door. There is a large painting of Satan being tossed into a lake of fire; an electronic keypad is beneath it. She notices the beast and the false prophet are also in the lake of fire.

Natalie thought to herself, "The devil that deceived them, lake of fire, beast and false prophet."

(Natalie) "Ah damnit. Gotta be a bible round here somewhere. The guy sure loves his myths..."

She walks back into the main hall and shuts the secret doors, she is startled when a regular door opens a bishop walks out, (here to speak with the Premier about church matters)

(Natalie) "Who the hell are you?!"

(Bishop) "No need for such tone my child. I am a bishop of the church."

(Bishop) "Sorry to have startled you."

(Bishop) "Is there something I can do for you? I am on my way to speak with Premier Fabus about church matters."

(Natalie) "Yeah. What's all that stuff with the devil and the lake of fire and things?"

(Bishop) "Ah you mean revelations where Satan is defeated. And the devil that deceived them was cast into the lake of fire and brimstone, where the beast and the false prophet are, and shall be tormented day and night for ever and ever."

(Natalie) "Yeah, I presume so."

(Bishop) "What about it? What do you want to know?"

(Natalie) "Where's it from?"

(Bishop) "Revelations. Revelations 20:10"

(Bishop) "Well I must be going now, I have important business with the Premier. May the Lord bless and keep you." The bishop walks off down the hallway and enters a door on the right

(Natalie) "Ta, comrade." She then exits and goes back to the secret passage.

*She walks back to the pad*

*She enters "2010"*

The painting moves up to reveal a shield; the shield has Latin writing on it. She doesn't know what it says. There is a slot next to a door, a very small slot; it appears to be deep though, like you could slide something in. Above the slot is written "Psalms 28:7".

*She shoves the shield into the slot and pushes hard*

A soft click and a part of the wall raises up, revealing a panel with words flashing across, "The Lord is my light and my salvation, whom shall I fear." there is a keypad

(Natalie) "Jesus, how many layers does this place need?!"

She realizes it is from Psalms, she remembers it from Sunday school. She enters 271.

A loud series of clicks and then the lights come on and focus on a section of the wall, it raises.

*She goes in*

The first thing she notices is the room is incredibly large and dark, she can hardly see anything, but when she entered a large screen came on, it showed locations of missile silos, current locations of mobile launchers, and the status of missiles. Defense Level 5 currently, (Defense Level 1 means launch, 5 means peace level)

(Natalie) "Interesting...where are the comm systems?"

She hears a voice laughing, "Why would you want that."

(Natalie) (Oh...shit)

The voice says, "lights on." The lights come on, she sees one of the premiers son's Henry Fabus (20) he is sitting at the table, with a rolled up 1000 dollar bill and a glass mirror in front of him, he is laughing uncontrollably, "Who are you?" He continues to laugh.

(Henry) "Well who are you?" (He continues to laugh, and as he was talking she sees him placing a small amount of white powder on the mirror and then snorting it up his nose).

(Natalie) (Idiot)

(Natalie) "I'm your new CO. Enjoying yourself?"

He laughs, "You're a woman."
(Natalie) "Times are changing."

(Henry) "Not here." (He keeps laughing)

(Natalie) "As will your occupation be if this ever gets out."

(Henry) "I'm a son of the Premier." He keeps laughing

(Natalie) "Perhaps. There are ways and means of making you lose your job however."

(Henry) "I'm the deputy minister of defense. Have you read my book." (he keeps laughing) (occ- he is damn smart and his book is very good)

(Natalie) "Can't say I have. Surprised you could write it given your present state."

(Henry) "This is a restricted area, maybe you can come over here a little closer, we might be able to a work out a deal and I won't have to have you shot for spying."

He keeps laughing uncontrollably and snorts more powder up his nose.

(Henry) "So you think you're my new boss, well why don't you come over here and give me a good spanking for loafing on the job. You the sort of boss that likes to ride your workers real hard?" He keeps laughing.

(Natalie) "Depends. Are you the sort of idiot who's willing to screw himself up with that?"

(Henry) "Oh this, it's for my back wound, the doctor said to take a few pinches every couple of days for two weeks." (He keeps laughing) (Occ- he was shot in the back about 5 days ago, attempted assassination)

(Natalie) "A few pinches does not mean breathing it in like it's air, you imbecile."

(Henry) (Just keeps laughing) "So are you going to correct me then, you going to ride me hard, show me who’s the boss. You said you're my CO, show me."

(Natalie) "What, and defile myself with the likes of you?"

(Henry) (Keeps laughing) "What does that mean?"

(Natalie) "I try not to associate with junkies."

(Henry) "Well I'm not one."

(Natalie) "You're doing a damn good impression of one."

He was laughing uncontrollably when Roger Fabus (19) and William Fabus (17) walked in through another door, they see him sitting there laughing like an ass and immediately know what is going on. Roger rushes over, lifts him out of his chair, and slaps him across the face. "Damnit, I thought dad told you that doctor is a quack, nobody prescribed cocaine for a back injury.”

Henry just keeps laughing.

(Roger) (To William) "Get him back to his room, call a real doctor." (Thinking back to the Dr who told Henry to snort coke. The Doctor came in and said “Hi everybody” they replied, “Hi Doctor Nick.” The Doctor said, “I can tell from here that you need some miracle powder, lucky for you I have a large amount of me right now.”

William helps Henry leave, Roger notices Natalie, he just stands there for a what seems like a minute, captivated by her, then he, "Ah...Hello, who are you?"

(Natalie) "Oh, just a tourist." *She laughs harshly* "Became a little curious as to what was down here. Relieved to see you lot aren't planning a nuclear war anytime soon at least."

(Roger) "No tourists are allowed on the estate, you got lost for 20 miles?" (Occ the estate is 20 miles long by 20 wide)

(Natalie) "Alright, so I'm not a tourist. I'm what your father calls a "guest."

(Roger) "Oh yeah, you're the reporter right?"

(Natalie) "The same."

(Roger) "You’re a pretty smart lady then, nobody has ever figured out the puzzles to get back into here through that secret way, there are many passages and such in this bunker and the buildings above."

(Roger) "My brother didn't startle you, did he?"

(Natalie) "No. Disgust me maybe."

(Roger) "Oh well, I apologize for his conduct, he's normally quite nice, it's just for his back injury nothing else worked, and he was in constant pain."

(Roger) (In a tone revealing his pride) "Just between you and I, I'm the favorite son around here."

(Natalie) "Nice. Any perks?"

(Roger) "Father knows I'm not only smart but I show initiative, that is why I'm the deputy commander of the Republican Guard. Perks eh? Well I do what I want, when I want."

(Roger) "George would have been the favorite, but father doesn't approve of George's relationship with a cousin."

(Natalie) "Perfectly legal, unless I'm mistaken."

(Roger) "They're 3rd cousins, quite far apart. Yes legal, anything 2nd cousin or greater is legal, but father still frowns on it."

(Natalie) "Heh. Old habits eh?"

(Roger) "Father refuses to let George marry her, George has been with a lot of women since father made him stop seeing her, but he doesn't want other women, he wants her. He's not happy you know. But neither is father. Father hasn't been happy since mother died."

(Natalie) "Ah, the vagaries of relationships."

(Roger) "So, what brings you to our nation?"

(Natalie) "Seeking to let truth be known, which was an error of pretty big proportions."

(Roger) "You're from DPUO aren't you, it looks like your country is going on a witch hunt against any who won't tow the party line. Well they seem ready to start purges anyway. Haven't you been keeping up with news from your nation?"

(Natalie) "Yeah. People getting hanged and the like. I noted with interest however the large riot at Pechenga."

(Roger) "Perhaps you have friends or family you might like to call in your nation, there is a secure phone line right over there." (Points to a phone about 20 feet to her left)

(Natalie) "Really?"

(Roger) "Really what?"

(Natalie) "I can call them?"

(Roger) "I don't see why not."

(Natalie) "Thanks. Been a while."

(Roger) "Well, go ahead, phone is right there, I'll have to wait here though this is a top secret room we're in, and I don't believe you have clearance."

(Natalie) "You don't think?" (heavy sarcasm)

(Roger) "Well the phone's right there, use it at your leisure."

He sits down and begins to read a magazine, "RG Monthly"

She didn’t know whom to dial, so she dials a co-worker

(Co-worker) "Oh my God, Natalie, where have you been, you need to see what's going on here. The nation is going crazy."

(Co-worker) "You there? Where are you at?"

(Natalie) "Communist Mississippi.”

(Co-worker) "Well get back here, this is the story of a lifetime, trials, they might turn into purges, who knows, just get back here ASAP."

She hears a man's voice in the background, "Natalie, who is there with you?"

(Natalie) "Son of the Premier. Why?"

(Co-worker) (Acts like a giddy schoolgirl now) "Oh my God, are you sleeping with the son on the Premier, tell me about it."

(Co-worker) "Which son?"

(Natalie) "I am NOT sleeping with him!" (Indignantly) "Roger I think."

Roger laughs at hearing his name, he looks up from his magazine, "Something about me?"
(Natalie) "Never mind." *She turns back to the phone*

(Co-worker) "Well the rumors in the tabloids here are that he's the favorite and heir to the throne. He’s a damn cute guy too."

(Co-worker) "You talk to your parents yet? They've been on vacation, trying to reach you, they left a number for you to call." (Gives her the number)

(Natalie) "Thanks. Tell them I'm OK if I can't get through, I should be out soon."

(Co-worker) "I'd watch out for the boss here though, he doesn't think your report anything, truthful stance will fly now that the nation seems to be in a police state mentality. But I didn't say anything, you didn't hear it from me, I don't want to be deemed unpatriotic."

(Natalie) "Ah, he was always uptight. You remember how his dad died right? I shouldn't think he wants more Nazis burning his home. Paranoid."

(Co-worker) "So what hotel are you staying at? Want to leave the number and I'll get back to you if anything important happens"

(Natalie) "They call it "The Estate, I believe."

(Co-worker) "Interesting"

(Roger) (Couldn't help but overhear) "Actually we call it Stalingrad"

(Natalie) "Stalingrad apparently."

(Co-worker) "Stalingrad? You're staying at the main estate of the Premier in Neshoba County. Wow, how'd you manage that?"

(Natalie) "Coming here."

(Co-worker) "Have you met the premier, oh my he's a hot one alright."

(Natalie) "Yeah, I've met him. And his sons for that matter."

(Co-worker) "Oh well, boss is coming, got to get back to work. Bye, talk later." She hangs up.

Roger says, "Well now, what do you want to do? Do you want to see father's collection of aircraft?"

(Natalie) "Might as well. Not as if I have anything else to do is it?"

(Roger) "He keeps them all down here in secret hangars that are connected to the bunker, they're about the same depth as the bunker, about 700 feet below the ground, they can be raised to the surface for takeoff if the bunker is about to fall to enemy forces."

(Roger) "Father is qualified to fly dozens of aircraft, mostly jet fighters and helicopters. I can fly the Rafale, the 2-seater fighter, perhaps you'd like to go for a ride in one later."


(Roger) "This way."

As Roger gets up the large screen comes to life and shows large arrows projecting fleet movements all around the coast of Africa, major fleets off the coasts of Algeria, Morocco, Western Sahara, Libya, Tunisia, Egypt, Sudan, Eritrea, and Somalia. It also projects army movements into the countries the fleets are off the coasts off. The Defense Level moves down to 3 in anticipation of possible foreign response to the soon to come CM invasions all throughout Northern and Eastern Africa.

(Roger) "Ah... You should probably just ignore that, military exercises is all they are, war games."

(Natalie) "You forget that I know war games. War games do not generally mobilize 40% of your army, too expensive."

(Roger) "It's not 40% of the total army, maybe 25% at most. I guess you are smart gal, you're right, they're not war games, and we’re going to be invading 11 countries in Africa. Algeria, Morocco, Western Sahara, Libya, Tunisia, Egypt, Sudan, Eritrea, Ethiopia, Djibouti, and Somalia."

(Natalie) "Lovely. Nice to see you adhering to the theory that the only thing keeping people apart is class rather than nationality."

(Roger) "There are over 1 billion white people here, we need living space. We plan to send about 300 million white colonists to the new lands we will acquire in Africa. They will become the new ruling class and will have total control over the native populations who will be dispossessed of their land and titles. That is the blunt truth, no "War on terror" or "Carrying Civilization to the savages" it's an invasion, plain and simple."

(Natalie) "And you think nobody will react?"

(Roger) "Why? Who wants to die from some Arabs and blacks? They're the underclass of the world; anyway, business opportunities will boom in the nations, we'll set up oil deals from Libya and other nations to sell massive quantities to the world. We can exploit the resources the blacks and Arabs don't even know are under their feet. More often than not it is greed motivates the world, not ideals.”

She is forced to accept he is basically correct.

(Natalie) "I'm well aware of that. Bu ever so occasionally not. For instance, there was little material gain in the defense of France by Britain, for all the good it did."

(Roger) "Yes, well whites will often stick together even it means losing financially, it's a white thing."

(Natalie) "Not really. Again history disproves your argument. If that were true, the Cold War would not have erupted."

(Roger) "Well the communists in the USSR were mostly all Jews, Trotsky, Lenin, etc, the ideals of the Jew Karl Marx. Anyway, I leave for Algeria in 3 days; my unit is going there. I'm in the commander of the 2nd Brigade of RG cavalry."

(Roger) "They're still using T-34s, T-55s, and T-72s. Well the T-72 is decent. But nothing compared to our T-98. If you're still here, I'll bring you back a T-72, I'll capture one myself."

(Natalie) "I used to command a T-90MU, I know the T-72 like the back of my hand."

(Roger) "Well I'll get you one then. Which model do you want?" (Says it with a little chuckle)

(Roger) "Well, shall we go then, the aircraft are something you simply must see." As they walk out, the big screen opposite the army deployment screen shows movement of SSBN submarines to just outside the territorial waters of nations deemed likely to interfere in the CM operations in Africa.

(Natalie) "Again interesting. Missile submarines moving for drop-shots I see."

(Roger) "No, just an insurance policy. Don't worry, we don't want to destroy the world, we're a part of the world." (Laughs) "But we don't act like it most times. We act like we're in our own little world."

(Natalie) "It's noticeable."

The two walk through some corridors, Roger enters a code and they arrive in a large hangar where jets are stored. There is a Mirage F1, a MiG-29, a MiG-31, an F-16, an F-14, an F-15, a Rafale, and a few others. They are all on lifts that can be raised to the surface in a matter of probably 2 minutes

(Roger) "Interesting isn't it? Father has the largest private plane, vehicle, helicopter, and gun collection in the nation. Only the army has more weapons than he does."

(Roger) "There is one his favorites." (Points to an Mi-24 helicopter)

(Natalie) "Ah, the old Humpback. Standard in the VMU version in Frontal Aviation and Army helicopter units.

(Roger) "Father found out something today, it will change his life. Mother told him who his real father was. Not the man who beat him, but Louis Prince of Neshoba. Even though father is technically illegitimate, the bishops are working on ways of making creative interpretations of the bible, so that father can be crowned Czar."


(Natalie) "Communist Tsar eh?"

(Roger) "Yes, it's been father's dream to be Czar, but he always believed he was a commoner. His mother was a servant at the court of Louis Prince of Neshoba, and the prince had a thing for his mother, and that is how the Premier was born. It also explains how he got all his money for private art tutors to make him the great artist he is. The Prince went bankrupt when father was 13, so father had to work in the coal mines for a while, but he stopped around age 16 when he got involved with organized crime, he still went to the mines a few times a week to make mother think his money was coming from the mines."

(Natalie) "How morally wonderful of him."

(Roger) "Father had his mother to support, his older sister, younger sister, and younger brother. They all depended on him for everything."

(Roger) “So you were in the army yes. What rank did you make?”

(Natalie) "Never made it beyond Lieutenant. Commanded a platoon of T-90MUs, all-female regiment."

(Roger) "Interesting. How would you like to accompany me to Algeria? We're forming a few new units to assess their combat capabilities. One is a company of T-98 tanks all female, you want to be in charge of it."

(Natalie) "No thanks, I breathed enough cordite."

(Roger) "Oh come on, we're debating forming an entire female tank division but we have no real officers to lead the company that is to determine whether it's worth it or not. 98% Of the officers are against the whole idea. With Navarre, Smith, Ernst, Salazar, and the other top brass against the idea, I'm basically the only one who supports it."

(Roger) "The company is to be attached to the 2nd Armored Brigade lead by Brigadier General Gunther Thaller in the 3rd RG Armored Division "The Crusader's Sword" commanded by Field Marshal Francisco Salazar."

(Natalie) "I have met General Thaller. I don't think I endeared myself to him."

(Roger) "Nobody gets along with him the first time."

(Roger) "I've been studying up on your nation and your history. I'd be willing to wager your boss will fire you shortly after you get back due to your attitude of report anything regardless of political consequence. So if you take the job, it could be a prelude to joining the Republican Guard. You'd be the first woman officer in the entire armed forces, and the first woman in the RG. What do you say, want to give it a try?"

(Roger) "I've always been in favor of women in armored units, it can free men up for the horse cavalry, the infantry, and the paratroopers. Women are certainly capable of operating a tank."

(Natalie) "Again, thanks but no. I've done my bit. Just because I was good doesn't mean I enjoyed my service time."

(Roger) "If you feel that serving under the command of Thaller will be too much, I could transfer the unit to the 2nd RG Armored Division commanded by Navarre."

(Roger) "I'd lead it myself, but this is supposed to be a woman unit. If the officers are all men, it will prove nothing about women being able to operate tank units and fight effectively. Anyway, I'm a cavalryman. Did they tell you my nickname?"

(Natalie) "No."

(Roger) "They call me Roger "Bloody Saber" Fabus. At a battle against Indians we ran out of ammunition, I ordered the men to draw Sabers, we charged and routed the Indians."

(Roger) "The nearby creek was thereafter called Bloody Creek because it ran red with blood. The Indians lost over 30,000, my unit lost 2,000 out of 5,000."

(Natalie) "Wonderful. Does your country ever stop killing people?"

(Roger) "Only the dead have seen the end of war." His tone reveals that although on the outside he seems to idealize war, privately he probably detests it and realizes war is hell.

(Natalie) "You don't seem convinced."

(Roger) "Really though, only the dead have seen the end of war. War is something that unfortunately will be with us until the end."

(Roger) "Tell me, do you like war?"

(Natalie) "No."

(Roger) "Good, I don't trust anybody who likes war."

Roger removes a silver cigarette holder from his suit jacket pocket and asks, "Do you mind if I smoke?"

(Natalie) "Not particularly."

(Roger) "Thank you." He takes out a cigarette that appears to be a select rare brand, Natalie realizes they probably cost over 25 dollars per cigarette. It is the best tobacco in the nation and possibly in the world. "Care for one?" he asks.

(Natalie) "Ah, why not."

(Roger) "Here." He hands her the holder.

*She extracts one and lights it* "Thanks."

(Roger) "Keep it, I have plenty more."

(Natalie) "How much were they?"

(Roger) "20 cigarettes there, 500 for them, holder is solid silver, about 25,000 there, the lighter inside the holder, about 1,000."

(Natalie) "You're nuts!" *She laughs*

(Roger) "How am I nut?"

(Natalie) "You paid that much for a fag lighter, when you could have had one for a quid down at the shops!"

(Roger) "If you were in the Republican Guard you'd get the best of everything. Just don't turn down the offer yet. Keep thinking about it. And the lighter is nearly solid gold, so that's why it cost so much. You can't get those in any shop."

(Natalie) "It's still a cigarette lighter. It's just as much a lighter as a Bic. Yet you spend 25 grand on it."

(Roger) "No, the holder was 25,000. Solid silver, custom made, engraved. See it's got the RG Cavalry Insignia engraved on it."

(Natalie) "Nice."

(Roger) "Would you like to go for a drive to father's private zoo. It's about 12 miles from the mansion. Still on Stalingrad estate though."

(Natalie) "OK, why not?"

(Roger) "Okay, which car should we go in? I've got a nice new 1980 Cadillac Eldorado. They're out of production to the public, but father told them they'd make me any car I want or their factories might accidentally get bombed by the air force."

(Roger) "Custom made and heavily modified engine, it can go almost 180 miles per hour."

(Natalie) "Very swish. What's the speed limit round here?"

(Roger) "20 miles per hour for all vehicles entering the estate, for vehicles on the estate 50 miles per hour. For the public outside the estate, on the highways most are 70 miles per hour. For me, I go as fast as I want, where I want."

(Roger) "Shall we go then?"

(Natalie) "Yeah. But I drive if you screw up too much."

They enter the elevator of the bunker to go to the surface, Roger says, "Just got fixed yesterday, apparently the repair crew was suddenly willing to work for 24 hours straight until it got fixed. Father must have had them properly motivated."

The elevator arrives at the basement floor and they exit; walk up the stairs to the main floor. Natalie notices all the windows are locked shut and heavy curtains draped over them

(Natalie) "Why the security?"

(Roger) "The windows are never allowed opened and the blankets are always in place, to protect the Premier. Well that is how it has been since the mob troubles began. Did you hear Don Ciano was killed when 10 B-52s leveled his mansion."

(Natalie) "Crude but effective."

(Roger) "Ciano's brother Alessandro, he was pecked to death by ravens. Nobody knows much about what happened. He was outside walking and a horde of the birds descended on him." (His tone reveals his fear) "I think he did it."

(Natalie) “He?"

(Roger) "He is "The Raven" nobody knows his real name, he is an operative in the Intelligence Services, super secretive. He always has a raven perched on his shoulder. He is the best assassin in the nation. Rumor is he can command ravens to do his bidding."

They arrive in the garage, Roger moves over to the black 1980 Cadillac Eldorado. He opens the door for Natalie and waits for her to get in

(Natalie) "Thank you"

(Roger) "You're welcome."

Roger opens the glove box and checks to confirm the 45-caliber pistol he keeps in it is still there, it is. He checks the trunk he confirms the M-16 with the M-203 is still there, it is.

(Roger) "Okay, lets get moving." He starts the engine.

The garage door opens, it is a solid steel and part of the hardened concrete garage, the garage is ornate outside and inside, and in-between is hardened concrete

He says, "Buckle up and hold on."

(Natalie) "Hold on indeed."

Roger floors the pedal and flies out of the garage, he flies by the main entrance door to the mansion, passed the statues, she looks at the speedometer, he is pushing 100. He spins the car and comes to a sudden stop facing the way to the zoo. "Shall we go then." He floors it and they speed off towards the zoo

They have to pass through about a 4-mile stretch of public road to get to the zoo, as they are going a police car clocks him going 170 in a 40 zone. He immediately turns his lights on and Roger pulls over. The police officer calls in backup, about 6 cars arrive, they all have their guns out, "Driver throw the keys out the window and slowly step out of the car, walk backwards to the sound of my voice."

The police tell Natalie to get out. Roger starts yelling at the police, they realize who he is. He tells them, "You're all through, and you won't even be able to get a job as a security guard when I'm done with you." They beg his forgiveness and apologize for hassling him. He tells them "Okay, just get out of here and don't let it happen again, I'll let you off with a warning."

The police leave. Roger tells Natalie, "Sorry for that delay, shall we go then."

(Natalie) "Yeah. No more surprises hopefully."

Roger starts to drive again; up ahead is a slow moving truck, going about 20 miles per hour. Roger jumps into the other lane and passes him, just avoiding an oncoming bus. He swerves back into the proper lane and continues on at about 180 mph. He passes a blue sedan by using the shoulder. He is weaving in an out, passing people using the wrong lane, the emergency lane, he blows through 1/2 dozen traffic lights. He runs about 12 stop signs. They finally get back onto the private estate road, and arrive at the zoo.

Roger gets out, walks around, and opens the door for Natalie. "Enjoy the scenery on the ride here?"

(Natalie) "What scenery? I saw a large greenish blur."

(Roger) "Yeah, maybe I went a little too fast. I'll go slower on the way back."

(Roger) "Well I told you I'd get you here in one piece. And I did just that. Made record time too, except for those idiot police stopping me."

As they walk into the zoo Natalie notices there are probably at least 500 guards walking around. A Major approaches Roger and tells him, "We have another shark in for you, the usual, would you care to fight it now or later."

(Roger) (To Natalie) "You'll just have to see this." (To the Major) "Now will be fine."

They walk off to a large pool, probably 200 feet long and 400 feet wide. A 25-foot Great White Shark is inside the pool. Roger changes into a wetsuit and lays his holster aside; he pulls out a 12-inch knife.

(Natalie) "Is this really necessary?"

(Roger) "It's training, in the event the boat taking me to Algeria goes down, I need practice fending off sharks."

(Roger) (To Major) "Dump the blood in." The Major dumps a 50 gallon drum of blood into the pool, the shark immediately jets for the end with the blood, Roger says, "Well let's also find out how long I can hold my breath", he pulls goggles over his eyes and then jumps into the pool of blood.

The shark impacts him hard and he just dodged the teeth, he struck it in the nose hard with his left fist.

(Major) (To Natalie) "I bet Roger wins. Do you want to take that bet?"

(Natalie) "Yeah, alright."

The blood obstructs their view of what is going on. About 40 seconds go by, 50 seconds, 60 seconds, over 90 seconds.

A dorsal fin is seen cutting through the water. The shark rises and has Roger by the leg. Roger is jamming the knife into it, he's stabbed it over 30 times in the face and head but it just won't die. He starts screaming wildly "Get it off me!" "Get it off me!" "Before it bites down and gets my leg, get it off me!"

The major using a scoped rifle fires a single well aimed rifle shot into the shark’s brain. 10 guards jump into the pool and pry the shark’s mouth off of Roger's leg. Roger limps out of the pool.

(Roger) "Damn fine shark, they're truly the kings of the ocean."

(Natalie) "Why the hell do you do that?"

(Roger) "Training I guess."

(Major) "Sir, will you be fighting the bear today then, or should I have that postponed until you recover from the shark."

(Roger) (To Natalie, his tone reveals he is in considerable pain from his left leg) "What do you think? Do you want to see me fight a bear?"

(Natalie) "Not in that state!"

(Roger) (In a tone trying to downplay his injuries) "I'm fine, don't worry about me. If you want to see me fight the bear just say so."

(Natalie) "No!"

(Roger) "Okay, if you say so." (To Major) "No today, major, thank you though for helping with the shark.” The major salutes him and walks off

Roger asks Natalie, "Can you help me get to the doctor's office here, about a 5 minute walk, I want to... Err, just check up and see how he is."

(Natalie) "Yeah, come on."

They get to the doctor's office. The doctor is shocked to see Roger’s left leg with bite marks and blood

(Doctor) "What the hell were you doing? There isn't an ocean around here for hundred's of miles, how did you get great white shark bites all over your leg. You're lucky it didn't bite down hard; your leg would be gone. Nothing too serious. You'll be running in no time."

The doctor gives him a few needles filled with morphine and tells him to inject them every several hours when the pain comes back

(Roger) "No drugs doc, nothing like that. Do something for me, but not drugs."

(Doctor) "Well I don't know what else I can do, I've stitched up the wound, treated it for possible infection, if you want to deal with the pain that is up to you. But morphine would help a lot."

(Roger) "I said no drugs. Thank you for your help." Roger gets up and walks out

He tells Natalie, "Come on, plenty to see here." (She overheard him and the doctor talking)

They walk around the zoo for a few hours, seeing animals Natalie thought were extinct.

(Roger) (Sensing she is growing somewhat bored) "It's getting late, you want to get out of here? Cruise around town for a while, see how the commoners are doing?"

(Natalie) "Might be enlightening. You sure you want me to see?"

(Roger) "Don't see why not. The peasants are mostly happy."

(Natalie)"Ah, but why?"

They walk to the car, he tells her to stand back when they're about 100 feet away, he walks over, lifts the hood, checks the engine, checks under the car, checks the trunk, then he calls her over and gets her door for her

(Natalie) "Cautious?"

(Roger) "I guess you could say that. Cars around here have a bad habit of blowing up, can't be too careful."

They drive to a local bar. He gets out, gets her door, they walk into the bar, he asks for two glasses of a rare wine. The bartender looks at him "What the hell is that?" he asks. She notices the people in there are largely working class. There is a large confederate flag hanging on the wall, the radio is playing country music.

One of the peasants is a mineworker. He walks over and starts talking to Natalie, "Hey babe, you want to grab a few beers and go back to my place."

(Roger) (Stepping in-between Natalie and the man) "Get out of here you peasant swine."

(Natalie) "No thanks. Enjoy your job mate?"

(Miner) "Hey I know you, your father's the premier, the as-ho-- whose guards shot up the mine working protest in Jackson City."

(Roger) "You want to talk bad about my father. Well why don't we duel about it."

(Miner) "Duel." (Starts to laugh) "Here we fight, not duel."

(Miner) (To Natalie) "Yeah, sure I enjoy working 6 days a week 14 hours a day for next to nothing. And getting covered in this black dust so I end up looking dark as a nigg-- before the days out."

(Roger) "Listen you peasant swine, get out of my face or you'll regret it."

(Natalie) "Sounds like a shi--y existence. Hey, beer on me." *She tosses him a large coin*

(Miner) (Swings to punch Roger) Roger grabs his hand, twists his arm, jams his fist into the man’s back and pushes until his arm snaps; he has just broken his arm. He then kicks the man down and says, "Get out of here."

Two other men get up from their seats and move in towards Roger, but he is an RG officer skilled in hand-to-hand combat. One of them pulls out a switchblade, Roger is still hurting from his injury to his leg but he is still in better shape than these guys.

The man without the knife gets hit the face with the bottle from Roger and he is down, the man with the knife swipes at him, Roger grabs his hand, disarms him of the knife, then jams the knife into his hand and the table. The man is screaming in pain. Roger throws a few thousand dollar bills at him. "I'd get that hand checked out if I were you." Other people in the bar who had stood up slowly move back or just sit back down.

(Roger) (To Natalie) "What say we get out of here.”

(Natalie) "Agreed."

The man on the floor who was hit by the bottle has shaken off the pain, he whips out a pistol to shoot Roger in the back, but he hesitates, Roger spins around, and drills the man in the hand, the gun flies from his hand. Roger says, "Never pull a gun on somebody if you're not ready to use it immediately."

Roger walks back to the car, he says to Natalie. "I'm feeling light headed from the blood loss, would you mind driving back?"

(Natalie) "Sure. Hope you can navigate."

(Roger) "I can."

(Roger) (As they're driving). "God I hate peasants."

(Natalie) "They're what keeps you where you are."

(Roger) "Don't remind me. I still hate them, and they still hate me. We need each other, but we hate each other."

Roger leans backs and starts to fall asleep; by the time Natalie gets back to the estate he is completely asleep.

*She taps him* "Wake up."

(Roger) (Delirious) "Not now mommy, I don't want to go to school today."

(Natalie) "Oh for god's sake." *She shouts* "Little help here?"

(Roger) (Stirs from his sleep) "Oh, I'm awake, what do you need?"

(Natalie) "You to avoid calling me "mommy" for one thing. Come on."

(Roger) "Sorry, I feel somewhat delirious from the blood loss. What do you need me to do for you?"

(Natalie) “Where are we exactly at this point?”

(Roger) "We're here, you got us back okay. Good sense of direction." (He drifts back to sleep)

*She shakes him* "Wake up!"

(Roger) (Wakes up) "Sorry, so sorry. Could you call Captain Nelson on my phone, it's on speed dial; tell him to get some guards here to carry me to my room. I don't think I can make it myself."

(Natalie) "OK. *She dials*

The guards get there and help carry Roger upstairs; Nelson is there and asks Natalie, "What the hell happened to him?"

(Natalie) "Shark bite, fight, the usual."

(Nelson) "Was he fighting sharks again? Damnit his dad told him not to do that. He is the heir to the throne. Oh by the way, the Premier will be ready to go hunting in the morning. So get an early sleep, he rises at about 4:00 a.m. to get ready for the hunt."

Nelson says, "Oh Roger wanted you to have these, he said it's your and enjoy." (He tosses her the keys to the Cadillac)

(Natalie) "Thanks...little odd but hey."

Natalie sees Bertrand Navarre walking around with black glasses on and a blind man's stick. He is having trouble getting around and he walks into the wall.

*She walks to Navarre* "Jesus what happened to you?"

(Navarre) "That's you isn't it Ms. Rush. Oh my eyes, I was hunting deer with two of my sons, the black powder rifled musket I was using, well the powder exploded into my eyes, the retinas were damaged. I'll be like this for a few months. But I'll be okay soon. I also made Field Marshal so I'm happy. And I've got a campaign in Algeria coming up in a few days."

(Natalie) “You're going to conduct a campaign blind?"

(Navarre) "It's been a bad day for the high command. Reginald Smith was hurt and he's down. His son's gun accidentally went off and hit him in the leg."

(Natalie) “Unlucky.”

(Navarre) "Yeah, Smith's going to Egypt though, he'll conduct his campaign from a wheelchair if need be."

(Natalie) "Determined man."

To Be Continued.

Bump.

Come on DPUO, get on msn for a while so we can finish this RP up. It's quite nearly done :) ANL and I are quite nearly done with his part in this RP. Once this RP is finished, it can figure into other RPs I'm working on with other people. But we need to finish it. So DPUO, get moving :)

DPUO and I worked this out earlier on messenger. Ye Ha DPUO! You're back on! (Occ- you were gone fer a few days)

It was morning, and Natalie woke up, noticing the bunker was basically deserted. There were only the guards and a few other people. The top generals and field marshals were all gone, the Premier was gone. She wondered what was going on. She saw a young man, in his early 20s come walking by. She inquired what was up.




(Natalie) "Hey, where is everyone?"


(George Fabus) "I'm George Fabus. Well the Premier is on his way back from Cape Town for a peace conference. Navarre is on his way back from Egypt. Their army was beaten quicker than anybody thought. Roger was taken hostage in Syria. He'll be back shortly though; IDF wouldn't release Syrian militants they were holding. But we released 1,000 Egyptian militants instead, so they released him."


(George) "So who exactly are you? Are you one of father's women?"


(Natalie) "Thanks for that high opinion. No, I'm a foreign reporter. Worst holiday I've ever had, I want my money back."

(George) "Oh it can't be that bad here. I mean not everybody gets to be a guest in this estate, let alone the bunker. Nobody even knows this bunker exists; it's kept secret for security reasons. So what are your plans today? Why don't you go driving around the county and see what CM is all about. See how the avg CM citizens act."

(Natalie) "Yeah, why not." *She throws and catches the keys* "After all, no use having a good machine sitting idle."

(George) "Roger gave you his favorite Cadillac eh?"

(George) "He keeps a small arsenal in the trunk, just to let you know so you don't freak if you open the trunk or the glove box. Most women don't like guns, no offense."

(Natalie) "Cuh. I used to be a tanker, so don't give me that."

(George) "Sorry. I didn't know"

(George) "Well, did you hear that CM has taken Tennessee, parts of Egypt, and Libya? It's great news isn't it, we finally have our empire. We're going to send masses of white colonists into Libya and Mississippian Egypt. Have you ever been to Egypt? Now would be the best time to go, it's safe now that's it under white rule."

(George) "Then there is bad news. Father has been indicted on over 800 different charges. He's completely innocent."

(Natalie) (Sardonically) "Oh yes, I can believe it."

(George) "Did you know father was world renowned in the late 70s and early 80s?" (He hands her a photo album, there are pictures of Curtis Fabus about aged 17 shaking hands with Ian Smith of Rhodesia in 1978. Then there are pictures of 21-year-old Curtis Fabus shaking hands with Pieter Wilhelm Botha of South Africa in 1982. There also pictures of Curtis Fabus with Jean Marie Le Pen of France)

(George) "Ever since father was about 13 he was a known around the world as the famous artist. At age 16 he published his first book and was known as a world-renowned white supremacist. At age 17 with the whole murder trial he is involved in. He was on trial you know at age 17, you know what he did?"

(Natalie) "Knowing him give a Hitler speech."

(George) "He was 17, one of his sisters was 18. She was walking home from the store one day, when two black males; aged 18 and 19 attacked her. They brutally raped her, then beat her and left her for dead. An all black jury acquitted the two on the some defense of "Post traumatic slave disorder" that since their great great grandparents were slaves and witnesses violence by the overseers that violence had gotten into them genetically. Also they tried the Black Rage defense, the same one used by Collin Ferguson after he shot up that commuter train. Well the very day they were acquitted, my father killed both of them as they walked out of the courthouse. He shot them with a scoped 308 rifle from about 800 yards away.”

(George) "The government offered him the chance to enter into one of the all right-wing white parachute units. They were setup so that troublesome whites would join or be pushed into them, and then sent to foreign wars to keep them away from Mississippi where they might cause trouble. Father accepted and was able to purchase his commission as a 2nd lieutenant."

(George) "Did you know there were only 4 Divisions of White Parachute soldiers, but when the civil war started in early 1984, they jumped back into Mississippi and toppled the government and the 38 divisions the government had backing them. The Parachute units were elite, the government forces were fat, lazy, hardly even battle tested."

(Natalie) “Interesting. Evidently not after a war."

(George) "Most of the government forces were black. Blacks were about 6% of the nation but 51% of the army. It was done on purpose, to keep the NWO types in power and lord it over the white working class."

(George) "Perhaps you'll consider staying in Mississippi. Any white may request asylum and if granted, they're given moving expenses, plus a home, a job, and a large cash bonus."

(Natalie) “Perhaps.”

(George) "Oh well I'm keeping you too long, you go out and enjoy your ride around town. I'd suggest you avoid the black townships though. There is no police presence there; the white officers only go there when the blacks are readying to cause trouble for the white cities. If the blacks are killing each other we don't care. If they want to make a mess of their own neighborhoods that's their business.”

Natalie took the now working elevator up to the basement floor and then walked to the garage, she saw her car and got into it.

She saw 8 mailmen brining in large sacks of letters.

(Natalie) "Busy morning."

(Mailmen 1) "The Premier gets lots of fan mail. Ranging from mothers who want their 16 year old sons to get into the RG training program. To marriage proposals, to young ladies wanting intimate meetings."

(Mailmen 2) "He only really ever replies to those people needing help getting into the armed forces. One kid was 17 and was 7 foot 2 inches and the RG said he was too tall. So the premier personally approved him."

The mailmen go about their work; she starts the car and drives off. Thinking to herself, where to now.


She turns the radio on, the main topic is the war in Tennessee, "I believe that the war in Tennessee will bog down into an insurgency, it won't go well. The body count will mount over the months and tens of thousands will die. We only lost 2,000 soldiers to smash their army, but now they're guerillas."

The next topic was the premier being indicted, "He is the worst criminal since Joseph Stalin. The premier is a brute, a murder, he ruthlessly silences all opposition and many people that voice opinions against him just disappear." Suddenly their are loud screams, "I've done nothing, what are you doing, take your hands off me." Then silence.

She hears the radioman screaming, "Demand a free press. Resist tyranny." And then silence again. (Occ- the secret police dragged him off)

(Natalie) "The sweet voice of freedom."

She is driving and sees signs, "Black Township 2 miles." (Pointing east) "Neshoba County International Airport 84 miles." (Pointing south) "Philadelphia 1 mile." (White city pointing east)

Natalie “hmm.” *She pulls off the road*

A police officer driving by sees she is off the road, he pulls off, gets out, walks up and says, "You okay ma'am?"

(Natalie) "Yeah, I'm just fine. Just checking a few things."

(Officer) "Okay, well if you need anything remember the emergency number is 555."

(Natalie) "Thanks."

The officer gets back into his car, and drives off. She can see the writing on the door "Neshoba County KKK Auxiliary Police Department" "To protect and serve the white race".

(Natalie) "Oh, the impartiality. Now what weaponry have we here?"

She looks inside the trunk and sees an MP-5A3. An M-16-A2 with an M203 and a box of grenades, and 10 magazines for each weapon. There is also a set of night vision goggles, a scope for the m-16, a glock 17 with a laser sight, a suit of body armor, and an NBC suit.

(Natalie) "Right. The M16 isn't much cop so I'll have...that..." *she picks up the MP5* "..and...that." *She tucks the Glock into a pocket*

*She climbs back into and heads for the white town*

Back in the car, she drives off down the road to Philadelphia. She arrives and sees a large sign "Welcome to Philadelphia Mississippi. Population 8,103. Enjoy your stay." At the bottom it says, "Notice to all nig--s, be out of town when the sun goes down." She sees 6 people hanging from trees next to the sign. 4 are black, 2 are white.

One of the signs on a white man says, "Race Traitor." The other white man has a sign that reads, "Army Deserter"

The blacks have various signs, "Attempted Rape", "Lewd Conduct", "Assaulting a white man", and finally "Racial Agitation"

(Natalie) "Racial agitation eh?"

She had pulled off the side of the road to get a better look at the hanging bodies. An old black man was walking by, about 67 years old; she was surprised how he paid no attention to the bodies. He just kept on walking; he was walking right passed her when she spoke to him.

(Natalie) "You're not bothered by the corpses?"

(Man) "No ma'am. Can't say I is bothered by none of that, after a while you get used to these things. Jus' go about your daily business and don't ask for no trouble, you know? Now if you don't mind I'll be moving along befer some white boy sees me talking to a white woman and gets the wrong idea."

(Natalie) "Sorry. Good luck with what remains of your life."

(Man) "Thank you ma'am." He walks on along.

She gets back into the car and drives about 1/2 mile down the road and stops outside of a diner.

The sign on door reads, "Eat in, Whites only. Nig-- take-out entrance around back."

(Natalie) "Time to sample the local cuisine." *She walks to the back entrance*

As she walks to the back entrance a middle aged black man says to her, "Hey you crazy this is the black entrance? You're not from around here are you? I suggest you just get back in your car and drive away."

(Natalie) "And why would that be?"

(Man) "You crazy? Can't you read them signs? Now go on and git before they say it was one of us that put you up to this."

Two white men with G-3 rifles came walking by, one of them said, "Hey boy. Is there a problem here ma'am? This nig--r bothering you?"

The black man, who was older than either of the white men said, "There ain't no problem. Nothing wrong here." One of the white men promptly struck him with the butt of his gun and said, "You forgot to call me sir. Boy!"

The black man, coughing up blood and struggling to breathe replied, "I'm sorry about that sir, no hard feelings right?"

(Natalie) "I'd be careful. You never know who might be watching you."

The white man replied, "Sure thing nig--r, now go on and get before I change my mind."

One of the white men said to her, "What does that mean, you mean spies, or Jews?"

(Natalie) "People. You know, those things that you kick the shit out of."

(White man 1) "You mean the nig--rs. Why what are they going to do. Call the police?" The two men start to laugh

(White man 2) "Why don't you quit acting like a fool and go get something to eat."

(Natalie) "No thanks, don't think I could keep it in."

(White man 1) "What do you mean? Come on, I'll buy you a drink."

(Natalie) "Thanks, but no. I don't commonly drink with the likes of you."

(White man 1) "Oh so you're one of them outside agitators who thinks you know more about our nig--rs than we do. Is that what you are?"

(Natalie) "If by that you mean I've encountered them as humans then yes."

A large truck goes by behind the men, the sides says "Triple K Trucking Inc".

(Occ- If memory serves me, there really is a Triple K Trucking but I think in only operates in a few parts of rural Texas)

(White man 2) (Noticing she is watching the truck) "What, you never seen a truck before?"

(Natalie) "Not with that name."

(White man 1) "One of the largest trucking firms in the nation. I work for them."

She looks over across the street and sees a general store the sign proclaims, "Kold Koca Kola sold here."

(White man 2) (Noticing she is eyeballing the sign) "Have you never seen a general store either?"

(Natalie) "Tell me, does anybody in this town belong to any organization other than the KKK?"

(White man 1) "Well we're all members of church, we're all in the national party. My boy is in the Fabus youth. And Don here, he is in the elks lodge."

She notices about 2 lots down a large sign, a car dealership, "Kars Kars Kars" (She has to hold back laughing)

(White man 2) "Something funny? You don't have cars where you come from?"

(Natalie) "Not with that branding." *She laughs*

(White man 2) "Well do you want to go inside, sit down, and have a nice country meal?"

(Natalie) "No, no, I'm just passing through."

(White man 1) "Where to, maybe we can give you directions."

(Natalie) "Nah, I'm just exploring." *She walks to the car*

One of the men yells to her, "Just make sure you keep clear of the nig--r town, those people are animals. It's hardly safe there. Police won't go there either."

She drives about 1/4 mile down the street, a large parade of white men in robes and hoods is marching by. Onlookers are pointing, waving, and cheering.

One of the signs on a large float reads "Stand Up And Be Counted, Go With the Ku Klux Klan."

She has to pull her car over so the parade can move through. An onlooker asks her, "Are you here to see the parade?"

(Natalie) "No, I'm here to be somewhere else."

(Man) "You sure. This is the largest parade in this city yet. I'm joining first thing tomorrow. It's good stuff. Good stuff."

The parade finishes going by and she starts her car back up and leaves.

She pulls up in front of city hall. The sign reads, "Office of the Mayor and Exalted Cyclops."

(Natalie) "Exalted Cyclops?"

There are large billboards all around; they are all of Curtis Fabus. One shows a large Fabus youth soldier, the caption reads, "The Youth listen to their Premier."

She continues to drive on; she winds up in the black township. There are roadblocks all around, there are at least 2,000 white police manning the various roadblocks. One of them says to her, "Turn around ma'am, it's not safe, the nig--rs are up in arms over our invasion of Tennessee and our armies kicking the nig--rs out of TN."

(Natalie) "Wonderful."

She sees fire trucks and police cars labeled K-9 units moving up. The firefighters take the hoses out and start to spray the blacks that are marching with signs. Then the police let loose about 100 attack dogs.

She sees a mob of about 80 white civilians surrounding a black man; he is a citizen from UWA. They are screaming, "String him up. String him up." One of them throws a rope over a tree limb. They start to tie the man's hands behind his back.

(Natalie) (Quietly) "Fucking hell."

She looks around and sees cars tipped over and on fire. One of the deputies tells her, "The nig--rs shot and killed two white deputies earlier, so the white folks from Philadelphia aren't too happy."

She looks around and sees large groups of armed white mobs moving towards the black township. There are many in reserve army uniforms, others are in police deputy uniforms. And many are wearing suits and ties. They all have body armor on. There are many from towns all around the area.

They are screaming and yelling, one of them holding a torch screams, "Let's burn those apes out." They start throwing torches and sticks on TNT into black shops.

Explosions echo throughout the area. There are blacks throwing bottles and bricks at the police. The police just level their rifles and let loose a murderous barrage. In front of the police barricade there are at least 200+ bodies of people the police shot. The blacks were rioting over alleged police brutality.

One of the white men in reserve army uniform screams to Natalie, "Get off the street, it's too dangerous for women here. The nig--rs are going crazy. They're up in arms."

(Natalie) "And are you fucking surprised?!"

(Reserve man) "They shot and killed two deputies earlier. We're getting our pay back. If a nig--r can get away with a white man, a white man ought to be able to kill a nig--r."

(Natalie) "That would suggest a 1:1 ratio of kills."

(Reservist) "Hey you want a postcard. We make post cards of all our lynchings." (He hands her a postcard of a lynched man and the caption says "Greetings from Philadelphia")

(Natalie) "You're a worthless bloody animal, you should be shot down like a rabid fucking dog! But what's it matter?"

(Reserve) "How dare you, you insolent bitch. Obviously you need to be taught some manners." (He points his rifle at her)

*She unslings the MP5*

(Natalie) "One-to-one."

(Reservist) "Where are you from?"

(Natalie) "Out of town."

(As he is talking to her and keeping her distracted, a comrade walks up behind her and hits her in the back with his rifle, knocking her unconscious)

They take all of her weapons, handcuff her and throw her in the back of a police wagon. About 30 minutes later she comes to.

A police officer says to her, "you're in big trouble, assaulting a member of the Reserve Armed Forces."

(Officer) "You're looking at 5 years in a federal prison. At the bare minimum."

(Natalie) "I assaulted him by telling him the truth did I?"

(Officer) "Would you mind telling me what you're doing in Roger Fabus's Cadillac and how you got his MP-5. That MP-5 had his name on it. And you assaulted him by pointing a weapon at him, causing him to fear imminent bodily harm."

(Natalie) "I should point out that he pointed his weapon at me first. And he lent it to me. Don't ask why."

(Natalie) "Because I don't know, by the way, not because I'm intransigent."

(Officer) "Are you and Roger involved eh?"


(Natalie) "No."

(Officer) "Good, then I can take you in and not have to worry about anything."

(Officer) "You're going to jail, for a long time."

(Natalie) "Really? Well the Premier might not like that."

(Officer) "Why is that?"

(Officer) "Are you wanting me to believe that you're fucking the premier?"

(Natalie) "Pretty much."

(Officer) "Do you have proof?"

(Natalie) "Why not ask him? Or why not just phone dear old Roger and ask him. He might have words to say."

(Officer) "Roger is being held by Syrian terrorists, they've threatened to behead him, but they're going to release him soon because the Premier intelligently agreed to their demands."

(Officer) "So, tell me, a lot of women have been with the Premier, it's always in the tabloids. How was it?"

(Natalie) "Not bad."

(Officer) "Just not bad? Well all of the other about 1800 women have said it was excellent at the least and best ever at the most."

She is shocked by the figure the officer just stated.

(Natalie) "1,800?"

(Officer) "Well that's what the rumor is. He was married for a while, he was only with his wife during that time, then she died about 14 years ago, for 4 years he was a recluse, hiding from the public. Then after that, for the next 10 years he averaged 1 woman per 2 days."

(Officer) (Smiling) "Well I'm sure we can work out a deal to get you out of here and on your way home in no time."

(Natalie) "Good."

(Officer) "The reserve soldier tells me you got a nasty mouth on you. Why don't I come back there and you show me just what that mouth can do? Then you're free to go. What do you say?"

(Natalie) "I say you'd be well advised to rethink before you land yourself in trouble here and abroad."

(Officer) "Oh come on now, nothing will happen to me here, you know that. And the country will protect me. I don't know what you're talking about, but you could be in jail for 5 years waiting trial, and then your 20-minute trial will see you sentenced to 10 years hard labor at the least. We could produce a burned beyond recognition corpse and then nobody knows what happened to you."

(Natalie) "Except the Premier. Short memory have we?"

(Officer) "Well he doesn't have to know. What he doesn't know won't hurt him. So the way I see it, you got two choices, one will take about 10 minutes, the other will take about 15 years."

(Natalie) "Or I could just sit here."

(Officer) "Well you can sit there while I drive you to jail, and we don't tell anybody when you're arrested. You get no phone calls, no attorney. We write you off as a risk to national security and we can hold you as long as we want without charging you."

She is forced to accept he is basically right. Mississippi is like the USA was when it was under George W Bush.

(Natalie) "Wonderful."

(Officer) "So which is it going to be then?"

(Natalie) "Well let me think. First of all have you actually phoned Curtis?"

(Officer) "No, he's in Cape Town now anyway. He's busy."

(Natalie) "Typical."

(Officer) "He is there for a peace conference."

(Natalie) "Peace with the Northern Africans?"

(Officer) "No, we're going to crush them, he is there for other reasons."

(Officer) "So which is it going to be? Will I be turning you loose tonight, or will you be off to jail?"

*She sits and watches him*

(Officer) "Well. What will it be?"

The officer gets up, and walks into the back part of the wagon where Natalie is, he tells her, "Well which will it be? Just kneel down and we'll have you out of here in no time."

She looks out the window and sees the two white men from the parking lot of the cafe are walking by, each carrying their G-3 Rifles. One of them sees her and walks up to the police wagon, he inquires, "What'd she do?"

The officer says, "Assaulting an army reservist, nothing to see here, you boys just move along, help the deputies control the riot."

One of the men inquires to her, "You okay?"

(Natalie) "Yeah, fine if you count practically being forced to suck this bugger's cock."

The officer gets hostile, "No talking to the prisoner. Get moving boys!"

The two men start to walk way, talking to each other; "You know there are rumors he's a sick man, if you know what I mean. What do you think he wanted us to leave so quickly for? We have to go back."

The two men were walking back to the wagon as the officer was taking his pants down. He yelled, "I told you two boys to get." As soon as they saw he had his pants down, one of them raised their G-3, the officer tried to grab his pistol from the holster, but the G-3 was first, two rounds struck the officer, he collapsed over, next to Natalie. One of the men smashed open the window and then unlocked the back and got her out. (He is alive, but badly wounded, he’ll live though, his body armor significantly slowed the two rounds, and the rounds didn’t hit any vital organs, he’ll be okay in a few days)

(Man 1) "You okay?"

(Natalie) "Been better."

(Man 2) "We told you this area is not a good area to be in. Most of the blacks would rape you without thinking about it, and the white cops they bring in to put down the riots are almost just as ruthless. You know we're sworn to protect the purity of white womanhood, that's why we helped you."

(Natalie) "Much obliged."

(Man 1) "Now you want to get out of here, go get something to eat? This place is hardly where an unescorted lady should be, especially now. There is basically a small civil war going on in the township, over 100 whites killed, 8,000 blacks killed. Many wounded."

They went off to the diner where Natalie had first encountered them and they went in.


To be continued…