The Year, 2020: The Defining Moment In Human History

Dedication

I want to, first and foremost, dedicate this story, to all those men and women around the world, who have served in their respective armed forces, in defense of liberty, justice, and freedom, worldwide, throughout history.

It is well known, in the post 9/11 world, just how important our military personnel are to us all, but, in the Unites States, our armed forces= personnel, although well respected, are not supported, as well as they should be, or could be, in our free, democratic society.

Although, America=s 9/11 veterans are being treated far better than America=s Vietnam veterans, and I=m old enough to have witnessed, the inhumane treatment of America=s, now elder veterans. We are falling far short of what we can be doing for all of our veterans.@

I would now like to say, to everyone serving in this post 9/11 world, that I am set to make a significant contribution to alternative energy. As part of this story, I explain everything that I want to accomplish, and word it so that everyone will understand what I want to do.

I have one final thought that I would like to share with all veterans, worldwide, but especially to America=s Vietnam Veterans:

Welcome, Closer to Home

Introduction

Shortly before Operation Desert Storm, I ran a simple, heat vaporization of fuel experiment, on a small engine that I had, based on a simple idea that just came to me, at the time.

After spending roughly $30, and a few hours of simple fabrication, I had a simple fuel vaporizer fabricated, and ran my experiment.

Well, the experiment was a complete success, running four times as long on vaporized fuel, as opposed to the original carburetor.

After the successful completion of that experiment, I had my hopes and dreams dashed, and my ego deflated, by two older gentlemen. They both told me that fuel vaporization was three-quarters of a century old, and that I had absolutely no chance of successfully introducing my ideas, into the worldwide market.

I disassembled my experiment, and simply threw it on the scrap heap.

After 9/11, I felt guilty for not continuing with my experimentation, and then again, in 2008, when gasoline in the United States, spilled over four dollars a gallon.

It was then, eighteen years later, when I fabricated yet another cheap fuel vaporizer, replacing the 4-barrel carburetor on my old Dodge truck, and once again, quadrupled my fuel economy, with a crude, but driveable, Atea kettle@ fuel vaporizer, to speeds up to 40 MPH.

After the successful test run, I then started researching all aspects of biofuel distillation and consumption, and most importantly, the environmental impact of consuming hydrocarbons, in an efficient manner.

I had quickly come to the realization that in order to fund further R&D, on all the ideas that I have, and build prototypes as proof of concept, I needed a major inflow of capital.

Well, from the artistic part of my brain, has flowed these literary aspirations, since the early >80s.

I then decided to write this story, to generate an income, with the sole purpose, to further research my ideas.

Ladies and gentlemen, I first want to introduce you, to the first of two facets, of my alter ego; I call him, Johnny Ethanol. Johnny Ethanol is not only, the obvious pen name, he is the literary personification of my inventive genius, and a major character within this story.

I wrote his story, to inform you that it is really quite simple to achieve independence, with regards to all forms of energy. Johnny is the true, American working class, inventive genius, who spent 30 years, crafting one invention after another, achieving energy independence, for us all.

I stuffed that message into the fictional story, of how we are all failing, to do what is right, for our fragile biosphere, and how we are all treating our fellow human beings with contempt, hatred, and hostility.

The second main character, is the consummate American warrior, and once again, a brilliant engineer. I call him Jake Garrett, the quintessential American cowboy, with a tragic past, who aspires to prominence, not only as a US Marine, but as president of the United States, only to succumb to the temptations, of absolute power.

This rather lengthy story, is actually, twelve separate stories, interconnected, depicting a chronology of twelve horrific events, in a year that, hopefully, will only come to pass, as the literary effort of my imagination.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you, a year of tragedy, a year of desperation, a year when mankind has chosen not to treat one another as equals, and solve the problems that face us all, but, a year when mankind has chosen to treat one another as adversaries, remaining ignorant, of humanity=s most powerful adversary.

The Year,

2020:

The Defining Moment

In Human History

Johnny Ethanol

Copyright 2014 by Johnny Ethanol

Smashwords edition

This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only.

This ebook may not be re-sold, or given away to other people.

If you would like to share this book with another person,

please purchase an additional copy for each recipient.

If you are reading this ebook, and did not purchase it,

or it was not purchased for your use only,

then please return to Smashwords.com,

and purchase your own copy.

Thank you for respecting the hard work, of this author.

Table of Contents

Chapter 1 January

Chapter 2 February

Chapter 3 March

Chapter 4 April

Chapter 5 May

Chapter 6 June

Chapter 7 July

Chapter 8 August

Chapter 9 September

Chapter 10 October

Chapter 11 November

Chapter 12 December

Chapter 13 Final Thoughts

Chapter 1

January

As the Marine guard opened the main doors, in the doorway, stood a tall, muscular man, dressed in his Marine officer=s, Bravo Dress Blues, although this man, was not your typical Marine officer.

Replacing this man=s captain=s bars, were gold and silver eagles, both clenching arrows with their left Talons, and an olive branch with their right.

As the man stood in the doorway, he took a moment, for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, and as he stood there, he was approached by a fellow Marine, a rather young Marine, for his rank and duty. He was a highly decorated Marine, having actively served throughout America=s War on Terror. This Marine had risen through the ranks, after 20 years on the battlefield, to achieve the highest rank and position, that being a four-star general, and serving as commandant of the Marine Corps.

As the Marine general approached the man in the doorway, he did not smile, he did not offer his hand in greeting, he simply spoke, using a subdued tone, AGood morning, Mr. President, welcome to the Pentagon=s, Operational Command Center.@

The president, usually anticipating a little witty smoke and joke, from his old friend, and fellow Marine, was also somewhat apprehensive with the events unfolding on America=s southern border.

AGood morning, General Vogt, something tells me that we are about to have a most unpleasant day,@ was his only reply.

AYes sir, Mr. President, the events unfolding on the southern border are shaping up to be most unpleasant, for everyone involved.@

AMr. President, you=re needed, front and center, to command today=s operation, sir.@

As the president stepped into the Operational Command Center, he was briefed by his old friend, with the preparations of that day=s operations, AMr. President, right this way, sir, and for what it=s worth, sir, happy new year.@

The president and his Marine general quickly made their way in front of the main wall, displaying numerous wide-screen monitors, with intelligence data and video streaming in, from points throughout the United States.

AMr. President, first of all, as per your orders, sir, may I introduce to you, Judy Woodward, and Gwen Eiffel, from Public Television.@

The president reached his hand out, for a gentlemanly greeting, AMs. Woodward, Ms. Eiffel, welcome to the Batcave.@

The senior anchor immediately spoke out, APresident Garrett, we want to thank you for the unprecedented access that you have afforded us, sir.@

The president gave Ms. Woodward, a pleasant smile, then stepped forward to shake the hand of her well-respected co-anchor, AGood morning, Ms. Eiffel, I trust you ladies have had a good night=s sleep; we are all about to have, a most unpleasant morning.@

The president then sounded off, using the voice and demeanor, of a veteran Marine officer, AMs. Woodward, Ms. Eiffel, I trust that you are both up to speed, with the latest intel.@

ALadies, there=s an imminent invasion, on the southern border of America=s Lone Star state.@

AIs there any question, any doubt in your mind, that the Latin-American drug cartels, are behind this insurrection?@

The two news veterans simply shook their heads, in agreement.

ALadies, when I made my announcement to campaign for this office, I made it clear to everyone, that I would revamp America=s immigration policy, with fairness to the entire population of planet Earth, and not just a select few, who live in close proximity to our borders.@

AThat angered the entire population, of our Latin-American neighbors.@

AI further angered our neighbors, when I devised a plan to secure our southern border, and began inspecting shipments from Mexico, which in turn, severely impeded the flow of drugs, into the United States of America.@

AOnce again, that infuriated the Latin-American drug cartels.@

ANow ladies, you are privy to all of the NSA telephone and digital intercepts, and I trust that you are having your Spanish-speaking personnel, comb through all of that intel.@

AI=m quite confident in telling you that the Latin-American drug cartels are about to make a grave mistake with this invasion from the south, not to mention, their planned insurrection throughout the United States.@

AMs. Woodward, Ms. Eiffel, the two of you are here because Public Television is one of the few remaining, viable news organizations, dedicated to uncovering the facts, and bringing the truth to the light of day.@

AWhat you two ladies will witness here, today, will most likely be extremely graphic, not to mention, disturbing... and with that in mind, I will now hand you over to my senior staff, the Joint Chiefs of Staff, and they will brief you, with what the sublevados have planned, as well as, what my people have, in response.@

ALadies, I would like to formally introduce you to America=s top military personnel.@

AFirst of all, I knew this Marine, as a young first lieutenant, at the start of the Afghan war, so long ago.@

AThis hard-charging Marine does not know the word quit; he has never retreated from his enemy, and he has never left a fellow Marine behind.@

AThis dedicated Marine, has been in every major military operation, for the past 20 years, and he not only has the medals and ribbons, but the aches and pains, and scars of war; he truly is... a Marine=s Marine.@

As the president was describing his longtime friend and fellow Marine, the general smiled, as he humorously shook his head, to disagree.

The president gave his fellow Marine a smile, then continued, ABeneath this Marine=s cheerful disposition, and his mother=s blond hair and green eyes, beats the battle-scarred heart, of a true American warrior.@

AHe was known in the early days of the war on terror as, >First to Fight, First to Vogt,= wanting to be the first, to plant his boots on every battlefield.@

ANow serving as commandant of the Marine Corps, this fine Marine has the respect of each and every Marine, under his chain of command; Ooh Rah, General Vogt.@

ANow, before my fellow Marine ends up with a swollen ego, let=s move on.@

ALadies, this quiet, soft-spoken Soldier graduated West Point at the top of his class, and earned the name Iron Horse Sudduth, as a young 1st Cav officer, during Operation Desert Storm, nearly 30 years ago.@

ASince Desert Storm, this highly decorated Army warrior, served in the Balkans, and extensively throughout the Middle East, post 9/11; Hooah, General Iron Horse Sudduth.@

ANow, this graying bulldog of a soldier, is far too modest, for an overinflated ego, so let=s move on.@

AJudy, Gwen, I would like to introduce you both, to another old friend of mine.@

AThe Air Force Chief of Staff, General Banner, has been a close, personal friend of mine, for 35 years.@

AIt is actually well known, that the general and I studied aerospace engineering together, back in the late >80s, and that his parents retired to my sleepy hometown.@

AWhat isn=t well known, is the fact that I actually like the man, and respect him immensely, although I have been known to call him, Fly Boy, on occasion, but that sort of derogatory, inter-service rivalry is frowned upon, in the modern American military.@

The president, a tall, muscular Marine, took a moment, and smiled at his lifelong friend, the shorter, stocky, former fighter pilot, with dark brown hair, now wearing thick black glasses.

AGeneral Banner, Ohh Rah, American Air Supremacy.@

AAnd last, but certainly not least, I would like to respectfully introduce you, to the second Black American, to serve as Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, Admiral Rodgers.@

ANow ladies, I know what you both are thinking, and no, the admiral=s name is Denzel Rodgers, not Washington, and I do believe the admiral is quite a bit taller, than his Hollywood counterpart.@

Gwen shook the hand on the senior naval officer, AAdmiral Rodgers, it=s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, and I do believe that you do not have to endure the ribbing, from a Marine captain.@

The admiral simply smiled, as he replied, AMs. Eiffel, it=s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, as well,@ and as the Admiral continued, he whispered, Athose are not captain=s bars, on his dress uniform, so yes, I must simply endure the hardship.@

The veteran news anchor smiled, as her attention turned to the president, AMr. President, you still wear your Marine uniform, and yes sir, the presidential eagle has replaced your captain=s bars.@

AYes, Ms. Eiffel, quirky, I know, but for me, a business suit wasn=t a good fit, and my captain=s bars weren=t right either.@

AYes sir, Mr. President, and may I say, sir, you still wear your uniform, well.@

General Vogt=s attention diverted from his commander-in-chief, to the chronometer, mounted on the wall, reading 0345.

The general=s attention then returned to his commander-in-chief, as he simply stated, AMr. President... sir... it=s time.@

The president shook his head, to acknowledge his Marine general, as his attention returned to the two veteran news women.

ALadies, I have chosen the two of you, to witness and document the upcoming invasion and insurrection, in Texas, because, once again, you two are trusted and respected, throughout the world.@

AYou are both up to speed, with regards to the intel that the NSA has acquired on this three-faceted attack on the United States of America.@

AFirst of all, Operación Levantaran, operation uprising... the Mexican drug thugs have had a plan in the works, for about one year, to institute an insurrection on American soil.@

ASecondly, these thugs have a plan called Frontera Libre, which actually means, free access to our borders.@

ATheir plan is for a massive influx of people, invading the US across the Rio Grande, at the three locations where the river is at its shallowest.@

AAnd last, but certainly not least, there is an operation that was originally named Trueno, but has since been renamed Tronido, and then finally Estruendo.@

ANow ladies, we haven=t been unable to ascertain, the operational status of this particular facet of today=s insurrection.@

AAfter the treasonous security leak, seven years ago, EI, electronic intel, has been most difficult to acquire.@

AThe only thing that we were capable of determining is that Estruendo has something to do with Dallas.@

ALadies, Dallas has been mysteriously evacuated of its Mexican-American population, and we believe that the Latin-American drug thugs are trying to make a grand statement; we simply do not know what that statement is.@

AThe only thing we have, are the three code names; Trueno simply means thunder, and I am wondering if that has a personal meaning for me; Tronido means a loud thunderclap, and Estruendo has the ominous meaning of thunder boomer; that=s all we have to go on, right now.@

AWell, there you have it, ladies; I will turn you over to General Vogt, for the beans and bullets of this operation.@

The president then turned to his trusted old Marine buddy, and gave him the word, AGeneral Vogt, bring these two ladies up to speed, with the nuts and bolts of what surely will turn out to be, a rather tough day in Texas.@

AYes sir, Mr. President,@ the veteran Marine took command of the morning briefing, ALadies, I need your attention to the center jumbo screen, if you would, please.@

AAs you can plainly see, we have a satellite feed, giving us real-time thermographic video, of the entire state of Texas, and we are capable of zooming in on any specific point of interest, at any given moment.@

AWe have a computer-graphics crosshairs, locating the three areas where the Mexican immigrants will be crossing the Rio Grande, in roughly 10 minutes.@

As the general continued to inform the two veteran news women, he raised the laser pointer in his right hand, and targeted the three computer-graphics crosshairs.

ALadies, we are capable of giving you up close and personal video, in real-time, from all three of these locations.@

The general then aimed his laser pointer, at the point farthest west, on the Rio Grande, and with the press of a button, he dragged the crosshairs to jumbo screen left, where a secondary video was displayed showing a mass of immigrant people, staged for an invasion of the United States.

ALadies, I will put the three invasion hot spots on jumbo screen left, and any other trouble coming from the state of Texas will be put up, on jumbo screen right.@

ANow, I don=t actually have to be to specific, with regards to their intentions, but I will go into detail, with regards to our countermeasures.@

AAt zero-four hundred, their plan is for a massive wave of people, to rush across the Rio Grande, and at the same time, rebellious insurrections are to ensue, across South Texas, from Houston to El Paso.@

AWe have Army National Guard, Special Operations Forces, as well as, the newly formed, Homeland Marine Guard units, also Special Operations Capable, and they are all deployed throughout Texas, ready to repel any hostile action that they may encounter.@

AAll of these units have been issued, and ordered to use, the latest nonlethal ammunition; we really don=t want to kill anyone, today.@

AThis nonlethal ammunition is constructed of a low-density polymer, with a liquid core center, loaded with an anesthetic medication.@

AWhen a person is shot at high velocity, the polymer round compresses at a high dynamic, forcing the anesthetic medication through the person=s clothes, and into the person=s body, through the process of transdermal absorption.@

AWithin a matter of seconds, it=s sleepy time for the aggressor, and that person will be out, for a matter of five to six hours.@

AWe also have an experimental, ultrasonic pulse rifle, that has also been deployed, and if you are hit with an ultrasonic pulse, you will be in for a bad day, but you will live for a better tomorrow.@

AThese weapons may be used, on a low-intensity, wide-sweep, firing pattern, simply for crowd control, and won=t be used on individuals, specifically.@

AWe also have electromagnetic pulse rifles deployed, to eliminate any electronic threat from advancing vehicles, and to kill an enemy=s electronic means of communication.@

ALast, but certainly not least, we have EMP Flash Bombs deployed throughout the theater of operations, to neutralize electronic triggering mechanisms, should anyone try to put a bomb in play, throughout the United States.@

ALadies, we are only expecting trouble in Texas, or quite possibly, throughout the Southwest US, but we have troops on station, throughout the entire country.@

AWe also have America=s commercial, and general aviation air traffic, grounded on the false pretense that the national air traffic control system, is undergoing a major hardware and software upgrade, over the New Year=s holiday.@

ALadies, whatever these Latin-American drug thugs have for us, we=re ready for it.@

AWhen the illegal incursion across the Rio Grande happens, and its only a matter of minutes, we will be ready for them.@

AThe American military has a rather ingenious device deployed in the Rio Grande, as a means of deterring the invasion.@

AWhen the president gives the order, General Sudduth will turn the entire Rio Grande, into one, large, flowing river, of frothy red beer.@

AWe have devices deployed throughout the Rio Grande, that will inject an organic oil into a high pressure stream of carbon dioxide, and they will subsequently turn the entire river, into a sudsy, soapy, flowing bathtub, that will be impossible to swim through, or navigate a boat across.@

AThis will stop this piss-ant, little foray, into South Texas, before it even happens.@

ANow ladies, you are both up to speed with the basics of today=s operation. President Garrett now wants to bring you up to speed on a second operation, that is also in the works, today.@

The Marine turned back to his commander-in-chief, and simply stated, AMr. President, I am respectfully reporting, that all Army Guard, and Homeland Marine Guard units, report ready, willing, and most capable, of destroying this illegal uprising; we are awaiting your orders, sir.@

ARoger that, General Vogt, standby; I need two minutes with these two women.@

The president then turned to the two news anchors, to inform them of another mission, also in progress.

AGwen, Judy, as you both, very well know, I campaigned for president on the platform of enforcing America=s tax code, and prosecuting all those who were cheating the American people, by not paying their fair share in taxes.@

AI want to inform you that a three-year investigation, involving the IRS, the FBI, and the United States Secret Service, has concluded, and a multitude of search and seizure, and arrest warrants, have been issued, and will be executed... no pun intended... starting in the next few hours.@

AThe joint task force of federal agents, augmented by National Guard, and Homeland Marine Guard units, will begin arresting much of America=s elite, one-percenters, and will be seizing all of their material possessions, in an operation known as, Operation Justice for All.@

AThat operation is headquartered at the J. Edgar Hoover building, and I=m afraid to say, there will be no reporters embedded, to report on the nuts and bolts of Justice for All. We simply do not want to tip our hand, to all those who are about to have, a really lousy day.@

AOperation Justice for All, is tentatively scheduled to last four months, at which time, the federal government is expected to claw back, nearly half of the American national debt, or around $10 trillion.@

ABut for now, ladies, let=s turn to, and deal with, this illegal insurrection, in the American Southwest.@

The president took a quick look at the chronometer hanging on the wall, as it read 0355.

AJudy, Gwen, I trust your wireless earpieces are functioning properly.@

AYou both will be able to hear audio from any one of the five main jumbo screens, but be advised, that audio may be filtered, for national security reasons.@

ABelow the five main screens, is a long row of regular-sized monitors, that will display video feeds, from all of Public Television=s affiliates, located throughout the American Southwest.@

ALadies, your laser pointers will feed audio from any video input, located throughout the Operational Command Center; all you have to do, is point your laser at the video, and press your select button.@

AMr. President, it looks like we=re getting movement, down on the Rio Grande.@

ARoger that, General Vogt, let=s drop the satellite feed in close, and see what these people are up to.@

Main screen left, was full of a mass of people, advancing north, from all three locations.

President Garrett then turned to his Army Chief of Staff, and quickly gave him, his orders, AGeneral Sudduth, let=s not wait to the last second; let=s brew some beer in the Rio Grande.@

AYes sir, Mr. President,@ said the soft-spoken cavalry officer, as he simply tapped the appropriate icon, on his control tablet.

The main screen displayed the Rio Grande river quickly foaming, and spilling over its banks, with an impenetrable wall of red suds.

The mass of desperate immigrants was shown, panicking, with the massive unknown barrier, in front of them.

President Garrett was sharply focused on the frantic multitude of panic-stricken individuals, when, all of a sudden, small repetitive flashes of light, flickered on the main display.

The president fiercely sounded off, AZOOM IN, ZOOM IN TIGHT, ZOOM IN NOW!@

As the satellite video quickly dropped in tight, the thermographic imagery displayed on the main screen, showed everyone in the OCC, that the desperate situation had just turned horrific.

AOH MY GOD,@ the president once again sounded off, AThat=s Automatic Weapons= Fire.@

AGeneral Banner... Marcus, send the Predators over the border; as president of United States, I=m ordering you to violate the sovereignty of our southern neighbor, in the defense of America=s national security.@

AYes sir, Mr. President, Transonic Stealth Predators on target, in two minutes, sir.@

The president was tense; he was overwhelmed with outrage and contempt, wanting to kill everyone that would exploit their fellow human beings, and savagely kill, in such a manner.

The president then turned to the chairman of the Joint Chiefs, and barked his orders, AAdmiral Rodgers... Operation Cajones... you are good to go; launch the Peregrine fleet, and let=s destroy this drug madness, once and for all.@

The admiral simply tapped the appropriate icon on his control tablet, as he replied to his commander-in-chief, AAye, Mr. President, Operation Cajones is a go, sir.@

The president then took a deep breath, as his attention turned to the two alarmed news women; both women were also giving their president, an inquisitive expression, needing to be informed on the current operations.

He quickly walked over to the two news anchors, and calmly spoke, ALadies, two things; first of all, the days of our Predator fleet raining hellfire, down upon the enemy, are soon-to-be, a distant memory.@

AGarrett Automation has taken our original, aging Predator fleet, upgraded the airframe, and retrofitted them all, with the latest Granny Deuce, 50-caliber machine gun, mounted in the latest, fully articulated, remote-controlled turret.@

The president then took a moment, and then once again spoke to the two veteran news women, ANow ladies, what I am about to disclose to you, is one of the United States most-secret weapons programs.@

AI have just ordered Admiral Rodgers, to launch the Peregrine fleet, against the narco-terrorist infrastructure, throughout Central and South America.@

APeregrine, is an ultra-top-secret, strategic weapons program, one of two, the smaller of the two, and they deliver a strategic payload to target, by means of a stealth drone.@

AWhen the Peregrine arrives on target, it automatically detonates its payload, and the subsequent explosion releases energy, reminiscent of the now-obsolete, tactical nuclear weaponry.@

AThe smaller Peregrine munition, is just what its name infers, a small but powerful detonation yield that rivals that of a tactical nuclear weapon, and the Peregrine munition can be preprogrammed and fueled, for a variable detonation yield, depending on the specific target.@

ALadies, I am really not at liberty to discuss any more about this weapon, except for the fact that this weapon can achieve detonation yields, equal to that of any tactical nuclear munition, in the American arsenal, but without the radiological aftereffects, of a nuclear detonation.@

AThe United States Navy has ships deployed throughout the Atlantic and Pacific oceans, offshore of Central and South American coastlines, and are, as we speak, launching these Peregrine munitions, as part of Operation Cajones.@

The president=s attention focused on the satellite video, on the main display, ANow ladies, you will understand the meaning of Cajones, momentarily.@

The president=s attention then shifted back to his Air Force general, as he eagerly anticipated the word, AMr. President, 20 seconds to target.@

AOutstanding General.@

The president then turned back to the two veteran news women to inform them both of the impending fire mission.

ALadies, with regards to the Predator mission, gone are the days of hellfire from above, replaced with a surgical ballistic response, to an aggressive adversary; I direct your attention to the two main screens.@

The president once again shifted his attention back to his Air Force general, AYes sir, Mr. President, fasten your seat belts; we=re going in.@

The president then barked a few final orders to the Air Force personnel in command of the Predator mission, AAir Force, here this; I want three-round burst fire, and select your targets wisely; I do not want to shoot anyone who has picked up a rifle, and is returning fire on these drug thugs; do I make myself clear?@

A soft-spoken female was heard in the president=s earpiece, assuring him of a successful fire mission, AYes sir, Mr. President, rest assured sir, we won=t be shooting at any these defenseless women.@

The president was surprised, hearing such a pleasant voice, coming to him from his earpiece.

He then turned back to the two veteran news women, and gave them the word, ALadies, here we go.@

The satellite video focused on the band of terrorists, still firing on the multitude of impoverished people, now in a desperate fight for survival.

As the Predators flew overhead, they unleashed a barrage of 50-caliber ballistic fire, and effortlessly killed each and every one of those terrorists.

The president then turned back to the two news women, and simply shook his head in affirmation.

He then quickly turned to his Air Force general, and gave him his orders, AGeneral Banner, what=s the latest on the other two sites?@

AMr. President, there is no small arms fire, as of yet, but the situation does look rather tense; I=m transferring the satellite video to the main screen, sir.@

The video from the two remaining sites, was transferred back to main screen, and split-screened vertically; both videos showed a very tense situation, with both masses of people, fearful for their lives, all on their knees, begging for mercy.

Both bands of terrorists had all of their rifles brought to bear, on the defenseless mass of desperate people.

The president, not wanting a repeat of the bloodshed that he had just witnessed, gave his orders, AAir Force, here this; end this; target those terrorists, and fire.@

Without hesitation, the satellite video displayed to the president, and everyone within the Pentagon=s Operational Command Center, the decimation of the terrorist threat that not only threatened the lives of those hopeless people, but also threatened the national security of United States, as well.

The president then focused his attention back to the two news women, and quickly said, ALadies, you now have a brief insight, as to what it=s like, to experience war from a detached perspective.@

The president then quickly turned to his Army Chief of Staff, AGeneral Sudduth, I need Special Operations Forces and Combat Medical Teams over the border, to aid and assist the wounded and dying.@

AYes sir, Mr. President, Blackhawks powering up; sir, I simply need the word.@

AGeneral Sudduth, the word is, GO; fly, Soldier, fly.@

AYes sir, Mr. President, Blackhawks airborne, touching down in ten minutes, sir.@

AGeneral Sudduth, if there are any terrorists left alive, I need them transported to Gitmo, for an intense scolding.@

ARoger that, Mr. President, if there are any terrorists left alive, we will definitely get to the bottom of this.@

The president then simply shook his head, as he took a deep breath.

Admiral Rodgers spoke up, AMr. President, if I may, sir, the fireworks are about to begin.@

The president took another deep breath, as he responded to the chairman of the Joint Chiefs, AYes... Admiral Rogers, you most certainly may; bring Ms. Woodward and Ms. Eiffel up to speed on Operation Cajones.@

AAye, Mr. President, will do sir.@

The admiral calmly turned to the two news anchors, and began to brief them on this most-destructive operation, using a very calm, soft-spoken manner, but the two women would soon be quite fearful of what the admiral was to tell them.

ALadies, what you are about to witness, will be the single greatest expenditure of military ordnance, in human history.@

AWhen the Peregrine stealth drones reach their target, and detonate, you two ladies will be witness, to the greatest destruction and devastation, that modern man has ever had to endure.@

AFor the past three years, the Central Intelligence Agency has been monitoring, the Latin-American narcotics manufacturing and distribution networks, and they have coordinated their efforts with the United States Navy, as part of Operation Cajones.@

ALadies, the United States Navy has ships, located throughout the Atlantic and Pacific oceans, off the coastlines of Central and Equatorial South America.@

AThese ships have been launching Peregrine stealth drones, as part of a coordinated, computer-controlled, fire control mission; the largest naval bombardment in human history.@

AAs the Peregrine fleet took flight, the initial drones were launched on targets requiring the longest flight paths, and as the mission progressed, the subsequent drones were targeted, at strategic interests with ever-decreasing flight paths.@

ALadies, I believe that you know where this is leading; our objective is for all of the Peregrine munitions to detonate, in a relatively short period of time; you may call it, >Shock and Awe,= for the technological age.@

AIn a very short period of time, there will be mass destruction throughout Central and South America, destroying the Latin-American, illegal narcotics= industry.@

AThe National Security Agency has been keeping an eye on the illegal narcotics= industry throughout the world, and has coordinated with the Central Intelligence Agency, as well as the United States Navy, providing us with invaluable intel on today=s operation.@

AAll of that intel, including phone conversations, emails, texts, all electronic communications with regards to today=s operation, is now being forwarded to your DC bureau, and Public Television has the exclusive.@

ALadies, let me be painfully honest with you; what you are about to witness, will be an extremely brutal, annihilative force, the likes of which, humanity has never experienced before.@

AI must warn you both, there will be a collateral kill count, and damage beyond comprehension; the liberal media will vilify the Garrett administration, for the deaths of innocent women and children.@

AThe president is planning to counter the liberal media, with the statistics of countless millions of American lives lost, over the past 50 years.@

ALadies, Public Television has all the metadata, regarding the intelligence gathered for Operation Cajones, and it is your responsibility to report the truth, the whole truth, and hopefully, nothing but the truth.@

The admiral took a moment, as he raised his right hand to his earpiece, and his attention focused on the main screen; he then softly spoke, ARoger that, put it up.@

The main screen immediately switched from the satellite video of the Rio Grande area, to another satellite video, of the entire Central and South American region, also shown, using thermographic technology.

The thermographic imagery was reduced in size, to fill split-screen right on the central display, and split-screen left, was filled with 16 smaller video windows, showing localized, high-priority targets, for Operation Cajones.

The two, supplemental main screens, to the left of the central screen, quickly filled with 32 other hotspot targets, on each screen.

The admiral then slowly turned back to the two veteran news women, and calmly informed them both of the impending devastation, about to be unleashed on Central and South America.

ALadies, I do not want to come across, as sounding morbid, or insensitive in any way, but you do not want to blink, you do not want to miss the next few minutes.@

AI need your focus on the three main displays in front of you; you are about to witness the destruction of the greatest social problem facing America today... Drugs.@

The admiral was distracted by the voice of a naval officer in his earpiece, informing him of the inescapable horror, that all of Central and Equatorial South America was about to suffer.

The admiral=s attention then returned to the two veteran news women, and with a somewhat apprehensive look on his face, he simply stated, ALadies... it=s time.@

As the admiral=s attention then returned to the main display, all three screens lit up, with intense flashes of bright light, illuminating the entire, dimly lit, Operational Command Center.

As the silent horror commanded everyone=s attention, the admiral turned back to the two veteran news women, and continued to brief them both, on the ongoing horror throughout Latin America.

ALadies, what you are witnessing is a new form of mass destruction; one for which, humanity has never witnessed before.@

AAs you both can plainly distinguish, you are not viewing slow-growing nuclear detonations, and subsequent mushroom clouds.@

AWhat you are viewing, is an entirely new, strategic weapon; an instantaneous, expansive force, that consumes all matter within its blast sphere... that bright sphere, or circle of light, that you see on the screen.@

AAll matter, whether it is solid, liquid, or gaseous, is instantaneously annihilated, within that bright sphere of light.@

ATheoretically speaking, if you are caught within that sphere of bright light, death is instantaneous and painless; you simply cease to exist, in the physical sense.@

AAs the sphere of energy quickly expends itself, and dissipates, all that is left, is a spatial vacuum, devoid of any matter, and the natural atmospheric pressure collapses the vacuous sphere in on itself, resulting in a final sonic blast, and shockwave.@

The admiral took a deep breath, as he observed a look of sheer terror from the two traumatized women, ALadies, I can tell by the expressions on your faces, that you fully comprehend, the total death and destruction, now occurring throughout Latin America.@

AYes indeed, Latin America, or dare I say, all of humanity, is having an extremely tough day.@

AWhat you are also witnessing this morning, is the death knell of the nuclear age, and the dawn of a new, technically advanced, destructive age, simply because this new strategic weapon is far more lethal, and destructive, and leaves in its devastation, no radiological contamination.@

The admiral, once again, took a deep breath, as the three main screens behind him, quickly went dark.

President Garrett made his way to Admiral Rodgers, and the two stunned news women, terrified by what they had just witnessed.

ALadies, you are undoubtedly unnerved by what you have just witnessed, but I need you to shake it off, and shake it off, now.@

AI need you to experience the day-to-day operations, here at the Pentagon, in real time, as they occur; let=s move on, shall we.@

The president then aimed his laser pointer at the central main screen, and gave it, a double-click.

All five of the main screens divided into numerous segments, and lit up with video feeds from throughout the United States.

ALadies, this is what=s happening in United States of America, at this particular moment in American history.@

AOnce again, point-and-click your lasers, at any video that you see, and the audio will be fed to your earpiece.@

AWe are anticipating that much of this insurrection will be dealt with by the local field commanders, efficiently, and will not need the attention, of regional and national commanders.@

AAlthough we have access to each and every unit, stationed throughout United States, it is the general consensus of the Joint Chiefs and I, that the major decision-making process, should be left in the hands, of the individual unit commanders.@

AOnly specific threats to American national security will be run up the chain of command, and be brought to our attention, here at the Operational Command Center.@

ALadies, the incursion across the Rio Grande, has been efficiently suppressed, by an adequate conventional force, and as you both fully realize, the illegal narcotics network throughout Latin America, has been decimated, once again... efficiently.@

AWe are now concentrating our efforts to squelch this rebellion, and that may take some time.@

AI am being told that the rebellion is widespread, but at a significantly lower intensity, throughout the rest of United States, as opposed to the Southwest, with a large, Spanish-speaking population.@

AAnd the only unknown variable in this equation, is Thunder Boomer; we have everyone, and I do you mean... everyone, laboring to determine the true meaning behind the code name, Thunder Boomer.@

AMr. President, I need to report to you, on the situation down on the Rio Grande, sir.@

AYes, General Sudduth, report.@

ASir, there are extensive casualties, with numerous dead and wounded.@

AMr. President, when my soldiers first arrived on target, they first thought that they had numerous pregnant women, dead and wounded, but as it turns out, these women were used as pack mules.@

ASir, my soldiers had quickly determined that all of these women were carrying packs full of ammunition, grenades, and military grade explosives, and we have determined from the survivors, that this was not by choice.@

AMr. President, I can also, thankfully report to you, that there were no friendly casualties, at the other two crossing sites, sir.@

AAlso sir, I have reports from all three sites; each and every one of those terrorists were killed by the American Predator squadron; yes sir, Mr. President, a 100 percent kill rate, Hooah, Granny Deuce.@

The president smiled for the first time, that morning, as he replied to his general, ARoger that, General Sudduth, that is certainly good news.@

AMr. President, we are monitoring the situation throughout the United States, and I can confidently report to you, that the rebellion is being suppressed, in a most humane manner, for the most part.@

AAlso, Mr. President, the FBI Director has just reported that Operation Justice for All, is well under way, and Mr. President, everything is proceeding... as planned, sir.@

AOnce again General, that=s good news; I=m glad to hear it.@

AMr. President, that=s all that I have for now, but rest assured, sir, when I have something else to report, I will most definitely bring you up to speed, but for now, Mr. President, will you excuse me.@

As the general returned to his duties, commanding the Army National Guard forces, President Garrett once again turned his attention to the main display, which now had four videos paused, ready for the president=s viewing.

The president then turned once again to the two news anchors, and softly spoke, ALadies, I have instructed two young Women Marines to scan the video input from throughout the United States, and select a few of those, that they thought had social relevance and meaning, to the events of this day.@

AI see that they have selected four videos, and posted them on the central screen, for my viewing.@

The president then aimed his laser at the first video, and gave his pointer, one quick click.

The video was paused, showing a middle-aged, White Texan, with a frantic expression upon his face, and his arms thrown high into the air.

The video quickly began to play, and the audio was heard by both the president, and the two veteran news women, AMr. President, you got to stop this; you got to end this madness; you need to nip this nonsense in the bud, today, sir.@

AThese people steal our jobs; these people steal our homes; these people steal our livelihoods; these people steal everything.@

AMr. President, we are all sick and tired of having to deal with foreigners who want nothing more than a handout.@

AFor the first time in American history, Americans have to deal with a foreign language; it=s not right, Mr. President, and personally, I am sick and tired of hearing about this nonsense, > we didn=t cross the border, the border crossed us.=@

AMr. President, we need the southern border closed; we need our jobs back, we need our prosperity back, and we need our security; now Mr. President, today.@

The president looked over to the two veteran news women, and calmly said, AThe man does have a valid argument, although I=m not a big fan of his presentation, but I am sure that his rhetoric will ring a bell, throughout the United States.@

AI would just like to go on the record, as saying that English is no more indigenous to the Western Hemisphere than Spanish, but that=s simply my opinion.@

The president then turned back to the main display, to play the second video, but a loud, thunderous alarm sounded, as the dimly lit, Operational Command Center, lit up with a bright, flashing red light.

The president immediately sounded off, AAlright people, it=s time to earn your pay for the day; let=s go to work.@

As the alarm slowly faded, the flashing red lights, quickly turned to a solid red, and the president was surrounded by his Joint Chiefs.

He was also joined by another tall man, dressed in a black business suit, AMr. President, I am National Security, Special Agent Townsend, and I am here to work this problem; yes sir, Mr. President, let=s go to work, sir.@

The president, although extremely nervous, did not allow himself to be overwhelmed with emotion; he calmly and dispassionately replied, ASpecial Agent Townsend, welcome aboard; what do you have for me, this morning?@

AMr. President, if I may direct your attention to the central screen,@ and as the president=s attention quickly returned to the main screen, the thermographic satellite video that once showed the Rio Grande area, was now shown, panning north and east.

As the satellite continued to pan to North Texas, a red, flashing, nuclear icon, was shown on the central main screen.

AMr. President, it=s Dallas; the nuclear detection alarms were set off, in the vicinity of Interstate 35 East, and Interstate 30; sir, I=m not one open to speculation, but if I were a gambling man, my money would be on Dealey Plaza, sir.@

ARoger that, Special Agent Townsend.@

The President then quickly turned to his Army Chief of Staff, AMr. President, I have a Nuclear Ordnance Disposal Team, en route to Dealey Plaza, and they will be on target, in four minutes, sir.@

The president took a deep breath, as he replied, AGeneral Sudduth, this will be the longest four minutes, of my entire life.@

AAnd Mr. President, Thunder... Dealey, yes sir, these drug thugs are trying to send you a message, specifically, sir.@

The president shook his head in affirmation; his attention then returned to the central main screen, as the thermographic satellite video displayed two sport utility vehicles, exiting Interstate 35, heading for Dealey Plaza.

The now-translucent nuclear icon quickly faded, only to show a graphic representation of the lead vehicle, emitting nuclear radiation, in a most unusual pattern.

The president sounded off, to his Joint Chiefs, AGentlemen, I am not a nuclear physicist, but I can clearly tell that we are not dealing with a thermonuclear device, so we have a dirt nuke in play; that is oddly comforting.@

The president once again turned to the two news women, intently focused on the satellite video, ALadies, the latest generation spy satellites can see a lot more than just heat signatures, and we will all need to keep that... to ourselves; are we absolutely clear on that?@

The two professional news women did not hesitate with their answer, as they both reassured their president of their full cooperation.

As the president=s attention quickly returned to the main screen, the video clearly showed the two vehicles braking, as they headed under the railroad overpass, and into Dealey Plaza.

The vehicles then stopped in the center of Main Street, with both drivers quickly exiting their vehicles, and making their way to the rear hatch of the forward vehicle.

As the president was intently focused on the thermographic video, he was told in his earpiece, AMr. President, we have grainy, traffic-cam video, from on top of the hill, sir, but it is not much good; I am feeding that video, to main screen right, sir.@

AAlso Mr. President, I=ll have better video in a few seconds; I am redirecting another camera from on top of the Reunion Tower, and it is thermographic, as well as, telephoto, sir.@

The president grew tense, as the old Marine sniper felt helpless in this desperate situation, but once again, he kept his emotions secured within.

Both videos were put up on the main display, and the president first focused on the grainy, dimly lit, traffic video, that was being fed from the top of the hill, east of Dealey Plaza.

The president, overcome with anxiety, clenched his fists, as he began to nervously tremble with anticipation; desperate and hopeless, his thoughts turned to prayers, as he asked God to intervene on behalf of the American people.

After only a few seconds, the grainy video showed a small-statured man, wearing dark clothes, but also wearing a light-colored cowboy hat, walking down Main Street, and into Dealey Plaza.

As that cowboy quickly made his way down into Dealey Plaza, the president noticed what that cowboy was carrying, a small rifle.

As everyone=s attention was focused on that cowboy, the president had to ask, AIs that an old, M1 carbine, in that cowboy=s hands?@

Just as the president finished posing that question, the cowboy raised his rifle, and took aim at the threat to himself, and his city.

That cowboy fired two shots, and then another two shots.

He kept advancing forward, and after a few more seconds, he fired two more rounds into the darkness.

As the thermographic camera continued to pan into Dealey Plaza, the operator focused in close on the two vehicles.

The video showed steam rising from the front of both vehicles, and one terrorist laid dead in the street, shot twice in the chest

The cowboy advanced on the second terrorist, and quickly fired his weapon, twice, killing that second terrorist.

The president took a deep breath; his attention then turned to his Army Chief of Staff, as he sounded off, AGeneral Sudduth, where it is my NOD Team; I need them there, and I need them there, now!@

AYes sir, Mr. President, NOD Team is on its way, but they are still, almost three minutes out.@

The president took another deep breath, and then spoke, ARoger that, General Sudduth, we at least need to let the local authorities know, of an impending disaster.@

AYes sir, Mr. President, as per standard protocol, sir, the local authorities have already been alerted.@

As the president grew more anxious, his National Security liaison quickly and silently worked his tablet, and then suddenly, he gave his president a big smile.

AMr. President, I have some good news for you, sir.@

The president, feeling relieved with the first bit of positive intelligence, on this potentially disastrous situation, smiled.

His attention focused on his National Security liaison, ASpecial Agent Townsend, tell me, what is the good news?@

AWell sir, if there is any one man, that you would want in this situation, right now, you are looking at him, sir.@

AMr. President, we took a screenshot from the Reunion Tower video, and ran it through facial recognition; sir, the man that you want in front of this nuclear bomb, is actually, in front of this nuclear bomb.@

ASir, that man=s name is Juan Pablo Nuñez; he is a 73-year-old, Vietnam veteran; an Army E5, serving four tours of duty.@

AMr. President, let me put Sergeant Nuñez, up on main screen, far left.@

As Special Agent Townsend put the soldier=s military records up on the main screen, he continued to brief his president.

AMr. President, Sergeant Nuñez was a highly decorated soldier: three Purple Hearts, two Bronze Stars, and one Silver Star, not to mention, numerous accommodations for his service.@

ASir, Sergeant Nuñez, being a small Latino male, volunteered for tunnel-rat duty, and here=s the good news, Mr. President, he specialized in EOD; yes sir, I said that right; he specialized in Explosive Ordnance Disposal, sir, and yes sir, Sergeant Nuñez did exceptionally well with the disposition of the explosive ordnance.@

AAlso, Mr. President, Sergeant Nuñez also served with, and trained, Marines, and yes sir, if you look closely at the Sergeant=s service record, you will find one unit of Marines, most familiar, especially their commanding officer.@

As the president gave the sergeant=s service record a quick look, he did indeed find a familiar Marine unit, with an ever-so-familiar, commanding officer.

The president was overwhelmed with emotion, now knowing that there was real hope for saving Dallas, and all of North Texas.

He pumped his fist, as he sounded off, AYEAH... YEAH... OOH RAH, Sergeant Nuñez, you are my new best friend.@

As the president intently focused on the thermographic video, the elderly veteran soldier continued working to deactivate the improvised nuclear device.

AMr. President, also sir, there are three cellphones, active in Dealey Plaza, two of which trace back to fictitious names, undoubtedly belonging to the terrorists, and yes sir, the third cellphone has been registered to Sergeant Nuñez, for the past 21 years.@

AMr. President, if you would like, sir, I could ring his cellphone.@

ANO,@ was the president=s immediate response, ASpecial Agent Townsend, if there=s one thing that I have learned, in my nearly 40 years, serving with the Marine Corps, you DO NOT interrupt an EOD technician, with bells and whistles; do I make myself clear?@

AYes sir, Mr. President, that was perfectly clear, sir.@

ANow, Special Agent Townsend, I do want you to turn the mics on, on both of those terrorists= cellphones, but the microphones only.@

AYes sir, Mr. President, microphones on, sir.@

As a link was established to the cellphones, the audio was transferred to the loudspeaker, broadcasting to the entire Operational Command Center.

The sound radiating from the loudspeaker was that of Sergeant Nuñez, whistling the American national anthem, as he continued to deactivate the improvised nuclear device.

After only a few more seconds, the brave veteran warrior had successfully cut the power, between the detonator and the bomb itself, with the LED going dark.

He had successfully defused a potentially lethal situation, with dire consequences for all of Dallas, and North Texas.

As the president eagerly listened, his attention was acutely focused on the veteran soldier, not only saving the soldier=s home, but his country as well.

Sergeant Nuñez stepped back, and as he did so, he reached for the crucifix hanging around his neck; he first gave his symbol of Jesus Christ, a gentle kiss, as he was then heard throughout the Operational Command Center saying, AYes, my God, mi Dios en Cielo, muchas gracias, mi Papa, thank you, my God.@

The exhausted veteran warrior then took a deep breath, as he took a moment, to be at ease.

The tense president, also took a deep breath; he then softly spoke, AYes sir, Sergeant Nuñez, you are... my new best friend; thank you very much.@

A loud click, was heard, throughout the Operational Command Center, reverberating from the main display=s audio system; that initial loud click, was followed by a slow, repetitive, tick... tick... tick... tick.

Sergeant Nuñez sounded off, as he rushed back to the rear of the vehicle, AAy Dios Mio, a bomb mechanico, No... No... No.@

The president=s attention immediately turned to his Army Chief of Staff, and without having to ask, General Sudduth simply held up two fingers.

The president=s attention returned to the main screen, as he could plainly hear Sergeant Nuñez sounding off, AOK... I have... 10... 15 minutes, I do this.@

The sergeant was then seen, tapping his Bluetooth earpiece, and saying, ALlama Isabela.@

His cellphone rang twice, and a beautiful, soft-spoken, female voice, was heard throughout the Operational Command Center, APablito, que paso, donde esta?@

AIsabela, mi amor, you... eres mi vida, you... eres mi mundo, you... eres mi razon de vivir.@

ABebe, I have big problem... I must deal... big problem.@

AI must... leave you, now, but we... together, en Cielo, for... todo eternidad.@

AIsabela, you are... only woman... that I have ever loved... but I must... say goodbye... my love... I will love you... from heaven... until we together... for eternity; Adios Mi Bella.@

As Pablo=s beautiful wife began to cry, the brave veteran soldier, once again, knowing his duty, tapped his Bluetooth earpiece, ending his final call, with his lifelong love.

Sergeant Nuñez took another deep breath; he then grasped his crucifix, and once again gave his symbol of Jesus Christ, a gentle kiss.

He began to pray, AMy dear Lord God... in Heaven, give me strength, in these final, few, precious moments of life on earth; I must save my love, my city, and my country; Querido Senor Dios, Ayudame Por Favor.@

Throughout the Operational Command Center, everyone=s attention was singularly focused on Sergeant Nuñez, and his efforts to save Dallas from this impending nuclear disaster.

Sergeant Nuñez was heard simply saying, ADallas, me commemorar, Yo Soy para ti.@

He then clenched his crucifix, and stretched his necklace taut; with one quick snap of his arm, his necklace broke, and he simply dropped his crucifix on the ground beside him.

The video on the main display clearly showed Sergeant Nuñez=s dog tags, from his service in Vietnam, affixed to the necklace, along with his crucifix.

Sergeant Nuñez then put a firm grasp on the wooden crate, containing the bomb, located underneath the loosely boxed nuclear material, and with a mighty roar, he gave that crate, one forceful yank, and it easily came out from underneath that pile of radioactive debris.

Without hesitation, Sergeant Nuñez had that bomb on top of his shoulder, as he quickly turned and headed away, west, toward the railroad overpass, taking the explosive device, out of harm=s way.

Thunderous cheers and applause were heard throughout the Operational Command Center, as Sergeant Nuñez quickly put distance between him and the vehicle loaded with radioactive material.

The president, once again pumped his fist, ans sounded off, AYEAH... OOH RAH, SOLDIER.@

The president then quickly turned to his National Security special agent, and gave him, his orders, ASpecial Agent Townsend... Now... I need to speak with Sergeant Nuñez.@

AGive me a soft ring tone, and then slowly increase it, in volume, over a few seconds, and then open two-way communications.@

AYes sir, Mr. President,@ as the special agent worked his tablet, he continued to inform his President, Aringing sir, and now, you=re on.@

The president spoke in a soft, and comforting manner, at first, ASergeant Nuñez, good morning, Soldier; this is Jake Garrett speaking, President of the United States.@

AAy Dios Mio, Mr. Presidente.@

ASergeant Nuñez, your country owes you a great debt; you have done a great service, for your countrymen, and your hometown, sir.@

AMr. Presidente, I get call... from bad hombre... enemy; he say... you die, Raton... Dallas bomb, Plaza.@

AI sorry, Mr. Presidente, my English terrible.@

ASergeant Nuñez, no problema; hablame, I speak, un pocito Cubano, Papo.@

The sergeant was heard throughout the Operational Command Center, chuckling, as he continued to carry the bomb toward the railroad overpass, and away from a potential nuclear disaster.

ASergeant Nuñez, as president of the United States, I am ordering you to take that bomb, to the other side of the railroad overpass, and drop it, in a secure location, and then double time it, back into Dealey; do you read me, Sergeant Nuñez?@

AMr. President, I am old... I smoke... my life, I have cancer; please Mr. Presidente, no tell my Amor.@

ASir, I take bomb... away, away... from my wife...