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Using Hawk’s NSA badge and ID, he gained access to the NSA headquarters where he set about placing bombs at vital places in the sprawling building’s structure. By day’s end, the bombs were set and he was off to the FBI building where he did the same thing.
Next, he approached the Washington monument where he flashed his ID and badge and was instantly allowed to enter the structure. He again placed bombs in the most vital places at ground level which would bring the entire building crashing down, then left. He then did a complete tour of the rest of the monuments as well as the national archives where his badge gave him access to all parts of the building. It was easy as pie. All he did was flash the badge, have his face photographed into the facial recognition software and place Hawk’s thumb onto the fingerprinting mechanism when asked. He was recognized as an NSA agent and was allowed inside wherever he wanted to go. His ruse worked wonders. For several days he made his way into the basement and attic of the white house and the huge capitol building which he also wired for destruction.
Stone had completed his purpose in less than twelve weeks. Since he knew where to place explosives, it did not take long. His small but very powerful bombs were cell phone activated to produce a fully compromised building ready to be destroyed. Even the capitol dome was wired to come down, and it had only taken him twenty-three hours time to set a large number of small explosives. The rest of the building took longer, about four days in total, because the place was so huge. The pentagon and CIA buildings were the easiest. He placed explosives in the main communications areas as well as in records and digital archives where most of their intelligence was stored. Taking them out would blind the United States of America to its own forces and to what it knew about every place in the world.
Two days later, anti-Obama rallies brought over one million protesters to town including the tea party. Some of the unwanted protesters included anti-Obamacare groups. Various other radical organizations with similar anti-government agendas were also coming aboard in the capitol. The reflecting pools were now mirrors of the images of the more than one million subversives who lined their shores. In addition, federal square was filled with sign waving protesters who surrounded the Hoover FBI building, treasury, white house, and others which Stone had already wired so they were ready to blow at a moment’s notice. Anti-war protesters surrounded the entrance to the pentagon. Every news media hound was also in town giving live coverage to speeches and marches of circling agitators and their crews. It was a highlight of the news year that had been built up by the media conspirators as a direct threat to the United States government. People were tuned in all across the USA and the world to watch. Many of them had settled back with beer and chips to watch the fun and games. The goons had already clubbed some of the kids wearing Guy Fawkes masks and who went too far when they tossed rocks through windows and glass doors and began breaking through into buildings, running down halls with their red and yellow paint spray cans. They had painted “Fuck America” and “Impeach Obama” all over Washington. They were soon run down by foot and on horseback, clubbed, and arrested. It was great media fare, but the best was yet to come when Stone began blowing the city apart.
The first building to go was the pentagon. The explosions killed hundreds of employees, many of them top brass from all three branches. Many strategic parts of the building crumbled trapping the generals and staffers. This drew many of the emergency crews away from D.C. itself. When Langley blew, half the CIA building that housed the communications and intelligence archive hit the ground. The rest was on fire and soon followed suit. After an hour or two, a lot of the fuzz had left DC for those areas, and that was when Ranger Stone’s fun really began.
James sat in a restaurant overlooking DC and his handiwork. Stone was drinking coffee and eating a ham sandwich and fries in the corner. As he did so, he dialed one phone after the other in perfect order, all of which were programmed into his unidentifiable and disposable cell phone. All he had to do was to select the building and the cell phone began triggering explosives deep inside its bowels where the infrastructure that held it together crumbled in an orchestrated symphony of plastic explosive doom.
First, he took out the NSA and FBI buildings. The destruction of the security offices in these buildings blinded the authorities not to mention the instant deaths of their top men. Secondary blasts inside other buildings took out additional gestapo responders, killing hundreds of agents sent there to survey and investigate the bombing scenes. Areas just outside the crime scenes where they were gathering also blew, killing hundreds of police, NSA, and FBI agents.
The white house went down next. The president and his family were in the oval office being instructed to fly out immediately when the grand old structure shuddered and bombs imploded the entire edifice along its interior offices, causing it to creak and crumble to the ground. The first family were soon reported as missing in action and presumed dead. NBC had been broadcasting live outside the white house live as it crumbled. The nation witnessed the white house reporter as he was hurled into the air by the blast of exploding debris that blew outward from the expanding walls of the exploding white house itself. All of it was recorded permanently in the minds and DVR’s of the American people as they watched in horror and, for many of them who totally hated what the government had become, in a deeply inspiring sense of pleasure.
When the white house smoke cleared, only its iconic round balcony remained, hovering in mockery of what the building once had been.
The word went out to evacuate all government structures just as the national archives along with the constitution, bill of rights, and declaration of independence were lost in an implosion that short circuited all of the mechanisms for saving them.
After the treasury went, a huge finale brought down the capitol dome which collapsed into the rotunda between both houses of congress. These structures followed suit. Both chambers collapsed inward toward the missing dome and slid over into a single level of wreckage that tumbled outward in a mass of cracked stones that galloped across the capitol steps and out into the lawns and parking lots. Hundreds of protesters were killed in the milieu. As people flocked out of Washington in terror, the train stations blew as did the bus station and Dulles airport burying many of them alive. The finale was the collapse of the other great monuments, all of them filmed in living color by the media. In addition, a delicious medley of pictures and videos taken with smart phone cameras by one million protesters hit Youtube and Vimeo with a passion.
Soon the nation was in total horror from seeing the national capitol with all of its sacred icons including the Smithsonian museum and the National museum of art as they crumbled into masses of dust and debris. Their collections of thousands of priceless artifacts including statues and paintings were now lost forever, their treasures consigned to Google art as the only permanent resting places where they would ever be seen again.
Ranger James Stone was still camouflaged as Collins Hawk. In this disguise, he walked through the capitol observing the panic in the streets as people ran past him in all directions.
Brandon would be proud of him. His son’s revenge was now nearly complete. No one had a clue as to who was behind this, and, hopefully, no one would ever find out.
Stone knew instinctively what would happen next. The government, what was left of it, would retreat behind the massive walls of a military base and declare martial law in an attempt to keep their positions of authority and power, along with all of the lucrative financial benefits that went with them. He saw on his cell phone how the markets had crashed all across the world. They had been rapidly closed to prevent a financial panic the likes of which had never been seen even on 9/11. This day had now dwarfed all other national hits by terrorists in America’s history.
The man who was responsible was still walking free, surveying the crumbled ruin of the Washington monument, gawking at his work, as were hundreds of other Obama terrorists.
Unfortunately for the ruined and disg
raced government of the United States, no one was the wiser.
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