New Stamford
16-01-2005, 09:10
And so the New Empire rose up, and encompassed the red ones to the East...
New Stamford's Mayor thumped the book at a boardroom meeting in the Capital Building in downtown Bangkok. The Good Book was actually a 1,500 page simplification of the Bible with some local religion and political ideology mixed in (though you should never tell the locals that).
"This, gentlemen, is the excuse we need." he thumped the book again for emphasis. "Vietnam is toppling, and this is the very excuse we need, right here in this little scrap of line in the Good Book." Everyone in the boradroom knew that the Good Book was a load of hooey, pardon my French, but they felt that it had a higher moral code than the local pagan religions that had been there a generation before, and the people geniunley loved it.
"I have been sending spies and saboteurs into Vietnam, over 300 of them. They are divided into two groups: one in Saigon and one in ho Chi Minh City, ready to cause panic at my command. If we move fast, we can divde the country in half ans move North and South quickly, before they can really attack."
The Mayor spent the next few hours detailing the plans. At the end of his speech, all six men were grinning. They very much liked this idea, and they all went off to thier respective areas of government to set in motion the plan known as Operation Pooper.
The Mayor laughed to himself. The meetings gave them an illusion of power that let them feel comfortable. But the simple fact was that there had been silent assassins waiting in fake paneled walls through the room, waiting for a codeword to burst through and spray the six seated men with automatic gunfore.
But they never knew that.
New Stamford's Mayor thumped the book at a boardroom meeting in the Capital Building in downtown Bangkok. The Good Book was actually a 1,500 page simplification of the Bible with some local religion and political ideology mixed in (though you should never tell the locals that).
"This, gentlemen, is the excuse we need." he thumped the book again for emphasis. "Vietnam is toppling, and this is the very excuse we need, right here in this little scrap of line in the Good Book." Everyone in the boradroom knew that the Good Book was a load of hooey, pardon my French, but they felt that it had a higher moral code than the local pagan religions that had been there a generation before, and the people geniunley loved it.
"I have been sending spies and saboteurs into Vietnam, over 300 of them. They are divided into two groups: one in Saigon and one in ho Chi Minh City, ready to cause panic at my command. If we move fast, we can divde the country in half ans move North and South quickly, before they can really attack."
The Mayor spent the next few hours detailing the plans. At the end of his speech, all six men were grinning. They very much liked this idea, and they all went off to thier respective areas of government to set in motion the plan known as Operation Pooper.
The Mayor laughed to himself. The meetings gave them an illusion of power that let them feel comfortable. But the simple fact was that there had been silent assassins waiting in fake paneled walls through the room, waiting for a codeword to burst through and spray the six seated men with automatic gunfore.
But they never knew that.