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The Great War: Chapter 3 Browse Chapters:
by CPW Ninety-Seven 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

"Ben Hetzler finished his research"

"Its about high fucking time; how many aliens did that sadistic son of a bitch go through anyways?" Colonel Ryan Benson personally hated Ben Hetzler, and was not looking forward to seeing him.

"Around one hundred, give or take two dozen" The Lieutenant spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

"So, what was his major accomplishment?"

"He found a bio-hybrdized germ that kills an alien in under five minutes"

"I heard he flayed, drowned, vivisected, and vacuum-popped around three-quarters of them; what does that have to do with germs?"

"He's a sadist, rememb--"

At that point, Ben Hetzler walked in, accompanied by the stony-face MP observer Benson had sent to document and observe Hetzlers experiments; also to shoot an alien if it escaped.

"Gentlemen" Hetzler spoke quickly and excitedly. "I found the thing that will win the war"

"Really now?!" Benson spoke scornfully, and loudly. He couldn't believe he had allowed Hetzler to do the research on the aliens from the captured cruiser.

Hetzler then took a Transparent M40 grenade and held it to the light. Inside, a red colored liquid was contained.

"I present my greatest creation: CASVEX-alpha! it is a molecular bond of gamma-anthrax, sigma -cholera, and VX Mk.23 gas! it is the one known synthetically produced compound that kills an alien! I tried Delta-Doom, Hydrogen cyanide, and many others, but only my creation worked!"

His eyes bugged out of his ugly little skull, and he hyperventilated excitedly. He was the most utterly disgusting human being in the core worlds, Benson thought.

The MP observer then slowly spoke. "Although it wont do any good against their ships, one centiliter is lethal to around 25 aliens at one hundred meters." He paused, then seemingly with great effort spoke with a pained expression. "...However, if used... in the form of a planetary bombardment device.. the effects would be.... devastating against the target. Benson sighed loudly. "Won't the press and the people object to use of bio-weapons?"

The CEO of the Astex corporation, silent up until then, spoke "They don't necessarily have to know..." The CEO of Terran naval yards nodded in agreement. "We can do a black-ops manufacture of gravitic CASVEX delivery bombs and a specialized frigate in under a week"

The admiral of the Confed navy nodded, and said "Begin"

"Should the president know?" asked the MP observer. He also doubled as the message boy and guard where the prime power players of the war met; all except the president, at least. They met like this to pursue the things that they only wanted: Power and Money; he had had a exemplary service record in his career in the DELTA detachment, and was selected to be lackey for the men. He hated them all, but he couldn't support himself without the money they paid him.

The Astex CEO smiled. "No, my boy I don't think he should know about this one. Astex will begin mass-production of CASVEX-alpha. Good work, Hetzler."

Chapter 3.5

The MP observer closed the door to the large room, and the men began talking.

"We finished the production of the frigates and bombs."

"Over 100,000 liters of CASVEX-alpha have been produced."

"Good then" spoke the admiral. "Benson, has the CIA located any Alien world?"

"Yes. We have located a large settlement of drones very near, on Spica to be exact"

"We should flex our muscle then," the Admiral said. "Mobilize the fleet. I'll be very disappointed if you leave any survivors."

The Terran naval yards CEO then spoke. "We Q-moded the frigates; they look like normal ones, off to fight the new wave of fighters. We have allocated thirty, count 'em thirty, cruisers to escort them and allow safe delivery of the payload".

"By drones you mean civilians, right? That's the whole point of the frigates is to intimidate them, isn't it?" the MP observer spoke bitterly.

"Do you value your position here?" snapped the Admiral. Before the Observer could answer he growled, "Then you'll shut up"

"We are indicating a Terran fleet entering the system!"

"Alert the defense fleet!"

Thez'Jah and Yez'qua watched the small fleet of 25 hybrid cruisers leave to fight the Terrans. They had been playing outside; this was their first time off Xez'Koan prime, and they were aged 12 years each. They were thrilled that their parents had been selected as one of the colonists to go to one the re-captured Xez'Koan worlds. They saw brilliant explosions rack the blue sky, then a hail of gray objects began to fall. Then the ground shook with the force of distant explosions, then... red rain began to fall? Then, Thez'Jah attempted to draw another breath and found he couldn't; he was choking! He fell to his knees, and realized he couldn't see! he felt blood streaming from his eyes...

"We destroyed all 1.5 million drones on the colony! no survivors at all sir"

"I think we have their attention now; Earth just reported an alien probe has landed, and the aliens want to talk about a cease-fire"

"Looks like Hetzlers germs did the trick" Benson spoke dryly.

"Looks like they did!" The admiral spoke hurriedly. "But, I wish they had sent the probe here, to Landfall. Having the president know about this makes it very difficult."

The CEO of Astex then arose.

"Here are our profit current projections if the war doesn't end." the chart he put on the screen simply read: 2.10 Billion credits "And... here they are if the cease fire is put into effect" the screen then changed to 500.55 million credits.

"Jesus, Terran naval and Astex will go out of busisiness!" the Terran naval yards CEO exclaimed.

"Let's setup a well-documented objection by me to the talk with the alien ambassadors" said the admiral. "Now, I just got a comm that the ambassadors will be arriving a in 48 hours; the president will meet them at the White House." he paused, then continued. "Allocate 40 of our finest agents, one liter of CASVEX-alpha and a low-yield particle grenade! these peace talks must not result in a cease-fire!"..."--Throughout history, man's greatest enemy has always been himself" --Muttered by the recently promoted General Redfield, after the fall of Xez'Koan prime...

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