The Last Crusade
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“Sir, we’ll be ready in minutes.”
“Get on it. I want one missile targeted on the White House. That bitch tried to kill me, I want to return the favor and vaporize her.”
“Yes, sir. We have a missile boat off their coast, the flight time of her missile will be less than four minutes. They won’t be able to respond that quickly.”
“Order her to fire!”
“Yes, sir.”
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America’s NORAD sensors flash a NUDENT (nuclear detention) in Moscow. The Commanding General is surprised and worried. He asks,
“Who launched against the Russians? Send them a message we didn’t fire it! What’s the yield?”
“Sir, prelim says the yield is between 300-400kt.”
“Shit, they’re going to think it was one of ours. Who the hell nuked Moscow? Could the Caliphate have hit them?”
“Sir, the weapons they got from Pakistan are all in the 10-30kt range.”
“Then who’s it? Hurry, our lives depend on finding out where it came from.”
While the staff is back checking satellite images, an alarm screams in the Moutain, “MISSILE LAUNCH DETECTION. MISSILE LAUNCH DETECTION.”
Everyone in the command and control room holds their breath. The general yells,
“Where was it launched from, where’s it going?”
“Sir, launch location the Atlantic. Sir, the track of incoming missile shows it will land in New York City.”
The commanding general of NORAD picks up the red phone, calling the President to alert her to the incoming attack. The red phone in the White House goes unanswered. The General shakes his head, he doesn’t intend to allow his country to die because her President is locked in the bathroom. He stares at the red handset shaking his head when the alarm screams,
“MISSILE LAUNCH DETECTION. MISSILE LAUNCH DETECTION. Central Russia.”
A tech yells over the alarm, “Russian ICBM launch!”
“Shit! We didn’t hit Moscow; I guess the Russians believe it was us.”
“Sir, the secret service rates the President as mentally unstable, the Vice President was in New York City for the holiday.”
”If the President won’t return fire, I will. I’m declaring DEFCON 1, we’ve suffered a decapitation, understanding orders, I am issuing orders for a counterstrike mission. I think the first missile we saw was a stupid captain who screwed up the launch order. I’m glad we’re going to fire, their missiles land on empty silos and bases. May God forgive us for our sins.”
His aide rushes the Vice Commander into the room,
“As Vice Commander, I confirm the General’s order. I’m entering my release code. We are at DEFCON 1; release of nuclear weapons has been authorized.”
An alarm sounds in the bunker. The 150-ton doors close, sealing the base from the outside. Air intakes are sealed so radioactive fallout doesn’t enter the facility.
A second alarm sounds in the bunker,
“Sir, launch confirmation, Minuteman missiles are launching.”
“Sir, launch confirmation, Navy, TRIDENT missiles are launching.”
“May God forgive us.”
The Vice Commander looks at his friend and commanding officer,
“Sir, should we sound a national air raid alert?”
“In the ten to thirty minutes they have, the panic will kill more than save. What’s the Russian targets?”
“Counter strike, our Minuteman silos, SSBN bases, Air Force Bomber bases.”
Shaking his head and smiling, “Their missiles are going to land on empty real estate, tell the base commanders they can release their people! We might be able to save some of them.”
“Yes, sir.”
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The Catholic Cardinals agree that the current crisis requires them to quickly elect a new Pope, they issue an urgent press release announcing their choice saying the world needs a man who speaks peace, a man who represents God. A man who can bring the current craziness to an end. The Cardinals select Cardinal Koch from Switzerland. Cardinal Koch takes the name of Pope Francis II, honoring his dead friend. Pope Francis II announces he will make the new Holy See in Switzerland, who quickly issues a press release saying they are honored to have the new Holy See located within their border, they agree to set aside land which the Pope will govern as the new Vatican.
Watching Pope Francis II’s press conference, the Caliphate swears vengeance against the new Pope and the new Vatican. They issue a press release saying if Switzerland hosts the new Vatican, the Caliphate promises to attack Switzerland with weapons of mass destruction.
Switzerland surprises the world by stating if attacked with weapons of mass destruction, they will respond with similar weapons which for the first time, they confirm they have. The world wonders who else has been hiding WMDs.
Switzerland’s announcement is lost in the nuclear exchanges between America, Russia and Israel’s attack on the Caliphate. Hundreds of millions die in the exchanges. America’s President is vaporized when two Russian submarine-launched warheads strike the White House. Washington D.C. and New York City are the only two American cities struck. Historians correctly assume the D.C. attack was an attempt to kill the American President. The nuclear explosion over the White House also took out most of America’s government. Targeting the White House was a personal order directly from President Putin. The Chairman of the Joint Service Chiefs takes temporary management of the country until a legal successor can be located. He orders the American military to aid the wounded and homeless Americans. He opens the remaining warehouses of food to feed the people. He orders mobile MASH centers to move outside of the locations of the nuclear explosions.
The President doesn’t like being in small spaces, she tries to get out of the small bunker, telling the secret service agents she can’t stay in the small room. She kicks one of the agents in his balls, when he bends over in pain, she pushes past him to shove the shelter’s door open. A moment later the two Russian warheads explode over the White House. Super-heated plasma turns the White House and President into atoms. She opens her mouth to say something, the word never finishes forming on her lips, one moment she is pushing open the door, the next she, her secret service agents and most of the American Federal Government leaders are dust in the wind.
A month after the short nuclear war, while the world continues to cry and try to piece together what happened and why it happened, Pope Frances II looks into twenty broadcast cameras,
“My fellow God loving people of the planet Earth, I stand in front of you today in an attempt to right a major injustice. For the previous two thousand years, the God-loving people of the planet have been attacked, tortured and killed by the believers of Allah. Look at the damage they’ve recently inflicted on mankind in the name of their false God. I stand here today saying, I believe they don’t worship God, they worship Satan. I believe that Satan, not God spoke to Mohammad. Muslim’s have been following and doing Satan’s work on Earth for two fifteen hundred years. God, no matter what name you call him is based on love and forgiveness. All of the world’s religions but one believes their God is a loving God. Only one group tortures men, women and children in the name of their God. Only one religion kills in the name of their God.
The Holy Church has long known of the connection between Allah and Satan. The name Allah is derived from the Hebrew Chaldea word Halal which is the NAME OF SATAN in the scriptures in Isaiah 14.12, "How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer (P), son of the morning! How art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations!"
The Quran itself says, “Allah is the greatest of all deceivers” Surah 3:54 “Anyone, who’s read the Bible knows the greatest deceiver is Satan, not God. God never lies, he always speaks the truth. He speaks of love and forgiveness; he never speaks of hate.
Look at the recent destruction and the death of hundreds of millions the Caliphate has caused. They killed and arranged to kill hundreds of millions. Only the followers of Satan coul
d be happy at what they wrought. I believe the time has come to end these devil worshipers. I believe the time has come for the armies of the world to come together and erase the curse of Satan worship. I call on the militaries and people of the world to form a new combined Army of the Lord our God to go forth as the Last Crusade to end the scourge of Islam forever. I call upon the world to put aside any political differences and fight the real source of the world’s suffering. Let us free the land from the evil doers who caused the short nuclear exchange which killed hundreds of millions. While people died horrible deaths, the Satan worshipers danced for joy in their streets. They cheered the death of the infidel, they cheered the death of the ‘Great, minor and little Satans. In reality, Satan was cheering the death of hundreds of millions of the faithful. I have shoulder patches for the new faithful to wear into battle against Satan, they will be the avenging sword of God!”
He shows the cameras a patch with the red Knights Templar cross on it, he holds up another showing a red Russian Orthodox cross and one with the blue Star of David. Looking into the camera, he closes,
“We must come together as our Lord’s army on earth. I offer God’s army a blessing of good fortune. I’m asking the Commanding Generals of the free world’s armies to join me and others in fighting for our Lord and God. May God bless you all.”
Shocked silence spreads around the world. Five long minutes of silence in the Caliphate’s shelter are broken by the Ali Mohmand Tanvir screaming,
“HE LIES! He leads the armies of Satan. We are Allah’s blessed, holy warriors, we are doing Allah’s will on earth. We will fight his Crusade like we fought and defeated the previous Crusades of his false Church. None can defeat Allah.
The Last Crusade
PART 2
Chapter 1
Pope Francis II’s message surprises people around the world. The tens of thousands wounded in the nuclear strikes pause to listen to the Holy Father. The US and Russian militaries, both heavily wounded and reduced from the nuclear strikes pause to listen to the Pope. They reflect on the Pope’s words. Many agree he makes sense, in fact, weeks after the American/Russian nuclear exchange the militaries couldn’t understand why the other attacked. When the Pope says the Caliphate was behind the attacks lights go on above the American and Russian Commanding General’s heads; each picks up the phone to call the other. Both Cheyenne Mountain and the Russian strategic center survived the attacks.
The two generals have known each other for years. They’ve met each other over years of various political meetings between the two countries. They like and respect each other which helps the initial discussions get under way.
“Pavel, thank you for taking my call, I’m glad you survived.”
“As I am you did too. Do you think the Pope is correct, we’ve been played by the black asses?”
“I’ve thought of almost nothing else for weeks. Every time I look at the data, the answers look like he could be right. I think it’s most likely true, we spotted a single delivery system bringing the weapon to New York, although we couldn’t trace it back to one of your vessels, nor did we figure out why there was only one missile launched. I swear to you we were not responsible for the attack on Moscow.”
“Frank, I believe that. I also reviewed the tapes, we too didn’t find any record of one of your missile launches. I believe you didn’t attack us. How do you think the weapons were delivered?”
“My guess is by truck, they inherited Pakistan’s weapons which they had to upgrade in order to produce the yields which exploded in our countries. They could have done that simply by adding more material, it wouldn’t be pretty, but it would work. I too believe the Pope is correct. I believe we have two choices, one, we use our remaining nuclear weapons to turn the Caliphate to glass or we merge our troops and invade the Caliphate, arrest their leaders for crimes against humanity. After we arrest their leaders, we are going to have to decide how to wipe out Islam as a religion. If we decide to fight a land war, it’s going to be a long bloody war. It’s not going to be easy.”
“I lean towards turning them to ash and forgetting about them, I don’t want to put my remaining people at risk.”
“I agree, my concern with using our remaining stocks of nuclear weapons is we will send a huge cloud of radioactive fallout around the world. We will need to use large ground penetrators to dig them out, these will create a huge amount of fallout. The land of the Caliphate won’t support life for hundreds of years. We may need their land; we do need their oil which we won’t be able to retrieve if we radiate their land. I think we should reach out and meet with the Pope. Will your military fight for the Pope?”
“For the Pope, no. For our religious leaders, yes. A little good news is our high priest and the Pope have settled the issues between them. It only took 800 years, but they’re now talking. The Pope said we could fight under our own Orthodox flag; our troops will be happy to wear the red orthodox cross on their arms. They will fight a holy war. What about your troops?”
“We’re working on that, as you know our military is very mixed, I think they will fight for revenge if nothing else. Will your troops have any issues fighting next to the IDF?”
“My officers respect their abilities, we will fight together, we have a common enemy. At the end of the day, our people are warriors, they respect and will fight with other warriors. I know your people won’t have any issues since they are one of your strongest allies.”
“I’m glad we agree, let’s plan to meet in Switzerland.”
“I’ll look forward to seeing you there.”
“Before we end the call, I have one additional suggestion, which is we send a combined message to all of our people telling them we believe that the Pope is correct. The war between our two nations was a mistake, we should not fight each other, we are friends in this new war as we were in the Great Patriotic War against Hitler. We have to stop our people from attacking each other, one of our ships or subs may locate and attack yours or visa-versa. We’re going to need all of our resources to fight the Caliphate.”
“Agreed, I’ll have my staff send yours a draft, we’ll issue a jointly signed set of orders to all of our people.”
“Pavel, do sleduyushchego raza.” (Until next time.)
“Frank, God Bless you.”
“Pavel, I think we’re both going to need God’s help.”
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Ali Mohmand Tanvir stares at his monitor,
“I can’t believe this, we must organize the population, the Satans are planning on a new Crusade against us. This will indeed be their last Crusade. We will allow the armies of Satan to advance into the desert before we kill all of them. Allah has given us a gift where all of our enemies will be in one location, this is truly the end times! My friends, we are so close to bringing Allah’s rule to all mankind. Go, prepare all of the people, arm everyone, men, women, and children. Yes, the women too. Everyone will fight against Satan. We will make every meter of the Caliphate hell for these invaders.”
His staff smile leaving to prepare for the last battle.
A tired Ali Mohmand Tanvir retires to his bed, sleep quickly comes, his mind drifts into a dream of the future, he sees a pure white majestic horse rise over the sand dunes, he sees the horse grow wings gliding over the dunes, its wings shimmer in the sun. The horse’s eyes are a deep penetrating blue. The white steed hovers in front of Ali Mohmand, he kneels with his front legs outstretched toward him. Ali Mohmand Tanvir hears a deep voice in his head,
“Ali Mohmand Tanvir, I have sent my pure white steed to you. You will ride this horse into battle carrying my banner ahead of the faithful. You shall be known as the Mahdi; you will complete the next step towards the end days when I shall rule the world.”
Ali Mohmand Tanvir sits up in bed covered in sweat. He remembers every vivid detail of the dream, getting up from his bed, he pulls a white robe around himself, exiting his bedroom, his bodyguards snap to attention. They’re surprised to see his eyes have turned blue, t
hey move to speak with him to ensure he is alright, he waves them away with a flick of his right wrist. He’s drawn outside his bunker, a place he hasn’t been in two months, He hasn’t seen the sky or felt the desert wind against his skin for two months. The guards worry about his safety, they try to block him from opening the outside door, he pushes them away opening the outside door, he wants to feel the cool night. He stares into the sky feeling something unusual within his soul, he pauses mid-step, because he hears an unfamiliar sound to his right. He freezes in place seeing a bright white horse standing in front of him, even its saddle is pure white. The horse silently bows to him. Barefoot, he walks on the sand to greet the horse. Reaching into the pocket of his robes he discovers a sugar cube which he holds out to the horse. The gleaming white steed and Ali Mohmand Tanvir stare into each other’s souls. The horse nods his head, taking the sugar cube while turning his head to the side motioning Ali Mohmand Tanvir to mount him.