Hi Phil,
Were can I read the prologue? CAn you send it to me off-list or to the list
again?
As you know, I just joined.
Stacey and GEB dog Chesley
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From: "Phil Scovell" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Thursday, April 05, 2007 11:38 AM
Subject: End Times chapter 1
> This chapter is far from complete. I've been spending most of my time in
> the last couple of weeks working on a new book which, believe it or not,
> is
> a Christian romance novel. You might be surprised over that one. Anyhow,
> you have already read the prolog to this story. You know, the old man
> sleeping in the barn? Well, this begins chapter one.
>
> Phil.
>
> CHAPTER 1
>
>
> THE BIRTH OF SUNS
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> The bomber made little noise as it taxied to the end of the
> runway. It waited for less than 2 minutes before it began its
> launch. Long before the end of the 10,000 foot runway, the top
> secret bomber left the Missouri runway and was aloft. The 4 crew
> members did nothing but watch their instruments. The onboard
> computers did everything. The G forces increased as the craft
> made altitude and the 3 men and 1 woman were pressed back into
> their seats, their suits compensating for the pressure, as the
> plane climbed nearly vertical until it reached the 80,000 foot
> cruising altitude. Once the jet craft leveled out, and only then
> did the computers increase flight speed. Within seconds, they
> were flying over 7,500 miles an hour. The sun came up behind
> them as they flue the strategic route. From this altitude, they
> could view the curvature of the earth.
>
> In less than 2 hours, the computers reported they were
> approaching the target. Another 10 minutes and the nuclear GPS
> guided bombs would release.
>
> Suddenly a beeping sound was heard in all the ear pieces of
> the crew. A computerized voice spoke. "Multiple missile
> launch," followed by location, direction, speed, type of weapon,
> and minutes to impact. No one made any move nor seemed to be the
> least bit concerned about the computer warning. The plane tilted
> to the vertical again. The computer voice said, "Climbing to
> 115,000 feet. Targets eight. Tracking. Jamming in progress.
> Jamming complete. All targets eliminated at 10 thousand. No
> further threats at this time."
>
> "They hardly got off the ground," one of the computer pilots
> said in her open microphone built into her helmet without
> realizing it.
>
> At the 115,000 foot level, the plane arched and again
> leveled. "No Missile tracking at this time." Maintaining
> altitude." The super secret plane had been reported as a UFO so
> many times, even the public had lost interest. Nothing flew that
> fast on earth. The plane was capable of jamming and disabling
> any other aircraft in the world without firing a single shot. In
> fact, the hyper sonic stealth aircraft wasn't just a plane. It's
> solid fuel rocket engines literally allowed the plane to clear
> the atmosphere and circle the globe in earth orbit, traveling at
> 30,000 miles an hour, making a complete earth orbit circuit in
> just under 90 minutes, and literally chart targets, geographical
> locations, and from 150 miles, could read a postage stamp laying
> on the ground. Not to mention, of course, launch up to 8 nuclear
> tipped missiles of 40 megatons each.
>
> At the target zone, the 2 nuclear tipped rockets dropped
> away from their racks. The plane banked hard and within seconds
> was increasing speed and heading back the way it came.
>
> The nuclear rockets fell 50,000 feet before their solid fuel
> rocket motors ignited. The GPS mapping in their computers had
> been tracking since before they dropped away from the aircraft.
> The noses turned, one to the right and the other to the left, and
> they began to separate. Moments later, their noses dropped and
> they fell to the vertical. Although the warheads were 40
> megatons, the computers had preset the detonation levels to 10
> megatons. when they descended through 4,000 feet, they exploded.
> Twin suns were born. Anyone within 3,000 miles witnessing the
> detonations would experience immediate retinal burn and would
> never see again. The atmospheric gasses expanded to hundreds of
> miles an hour within two seconds. The pressure waves that
> blasted downward, struck the earth with such force, sand
> instantly vaporized as the super heated gasses touched the
> surface. As the pressure continued to build and expand, the
> stems of the mushroom clouds formed as everything in the blast
> zone was sucked into the air. At 15 miles, the mushroom head
> began to tumble through the thin air. Already the deadly
> radiation had traveled over a hundred miles. The sand storm
> itself was not only deadly but the radiation killed every living
> thing for 200 miles. The nuclear footprint would be a minimum of
> 500 miles in diameter. Nothing in that area would grow for 200
> years. Other than the nomads and a hand full of villages, there
> would be no need for anything to grow. The people, on the other
> hand, about 2500 in number, were all literally vaporized. The
> deadly radiation would travel another 500 miles in the hurricane
> developed winds before they began to diminish. Others would die,
> too, of course, but they would die a slow death of cancer over
> the next two and three years. The top of the mushroom cloud
> reach 20 miles but the secret aircraft had been far over the
> horizon long before the warheads even detonated. Three hours
> later, The craft never even experiencing the shock wave, the top
> secret bomber landed. the crew deplaned without ever once
> touching their instruments. The pressurized door hatch cracked
> open like an eggshell due to the ice still on the plane from it
> extreme altitude flying as they disembarked.
>
> The president of the United States had been up for several
> hours. He took the call when the planes had reach their target
> and when the two bombs, 10 miles apart, detonated. Furthermore,
> he took the call when the crew landed. He went back to bed then,
> and got an hour sleep in before he got up to meat with his
> cabinet.
>
> "I suppose calls have already been coming in from the heads
> of state?" the President ask casually.
>
> "Yes, sir," the communications expert replied. It would
> appear no one in the Middle East has figured out what has
> happened as of yet. The PM of Britain has called, of course, and
> a call from the Russian president just came through on the Red
> Line before he arrived, Sir. Just inquiries as to who was
> responsible so far."
>
> Turning to the Secretary of Defense, he said, "Put the word
> out, Jake, that I'll make an announcement at noon today."
>
> "The man to whom the President of the United States had
> spoken, wrote on his note pad but said nothing."
>
> "Jim," the President said looking at the secretary of the
> Air Force, "anything new to report?"
>
> The spy Satellites are back in operation. Three have
> already passed over the area. There isn't a lot that we can
> see." The Sec Air turned to the communications officer and the
> man illuminated the live pictures coming for spy aircraft which
> were already circling the air above 100,000 feet and at a safe
> distance.
>
> "As you can see, sir, there is more light than anything
> else. It will be a few hours before things begin to settle.
> However, the laser rays have indicated two 500 foot holes at the
> blast impact zones."
>
> "Is that deep enough to reach the underground plants?"
>
> "We believe the Russians helped them dig the plants a mile
> below the surface but the downward pressure wave from both blasts
> have already begun earthquakes according to the seismic experts.
> The quake will continued for days, perhaps weeks Mr. President,
> and since the bombs detonated nearly on top of the fault line,
> the underground facilities are history. They have no launch
> capabilities anyway. The dual plants will crack like an egg,
> probably have already, the radiation pollution will literally
> destroy life as we know it in the entire southern half of the
> country. The human target was eliminated, too, Mr. President
> because he was vacationing in his southern palace when the
> rockets detonated. He certainly won't be making any more threats
> on Israel."
>
> Looking at the Secretary of State, the President said, "Any
> other Middle East nations we should be worried about concerning
> an attack on Israel?"
>
> "Per your previous order, Mr. President," the man said
> slowly, "the messages were communicated to those considered the
> greatest possible risk. Based upon our space based sat command
> center, no one seems to be making any moves we need to worry
> about."
>
> "Live video coming in from the Chinese Premier, Mr.
> President, and demanding an immediate explanation, sir," the
> communications commander intoned.
>
> "Ok," the President said. "Everybody compose yourself.
> Video on," the President finished.
>
> The Premier of China spoke perfect English, fortunately, so
> no interpreters were required. "Hello Premier," the President of
> the United States said. "What can I do for you, sir?"
>
> "You know very well what this call is about."
>
> "Premier, I don't recognize your authority. If you want
> what information I am will to give you, I suggest you be polite
> upon calling the President of the United States."
>
> The man on the screen said nothing for a moment and then
> spoke. "As you wish Mr. President."
>
> "Premier, there is a plot to assassinate you by this time
> tomorrow. We are at Def Con 1 as we speak. Those who will
> attempt to take your life, Mr. Premier, will then attempt to
> overthrow by military force, the nation of Israel. You must know
> that the United States will never allow that to happen. There
> are shadow elements of your government who are behind this plan.
> Their goal, Mr. Premier, is total global destabilization. We
> have targeted all of your major nuclear bases, Mr. Premier. If
> you are killed, we will destroy your entire nation within 30
> minutes. The free nation of Israel has been notified and they
> are on high alert as we speak."
>
> Nothing was said for long moments. The President could tell
> the Premier of the PRC was conferring with others off screen.
> When he spoke, he said, "I will check out your story, Mr.
> President, and get back to you."
>
> "I suggest, Premier, you call in Go Woo chang. He is not, I
> repeat, he is not your enemy. He does know about this plot
> against your life and those involved. If I later learn that
> anything but good has become of Chang, I will personally come
> over there and kill you myself," and the President cut the air
> with his hand and the screen instantly went black.
>
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