DISCLAIMER: The World Government, the United Resistance, the Lobotol Army, the SFOXAS, the United States Reformed, the plasma gun, the Vylar, and the Cyron movement, are subject of author’s creativity. Note that none of such had existed in the real world at the time this note was made.
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“Caramba!”
Alejandro Martinez took out his plasma gun, but it’s too late. Elmo Lawrence had shot him on the head.
Disgusted on the scene, Mindy Amberton got out of her hiding spot and yelled, “Is it necessary to leave such a mess?”
Elmo wiped the blood, brain juice, and skull pieces of what’s left of Alejandro Martinez’ head with the tip of his boots, picking up the plasma gun. “Don’t have a choice,” he said, taking a grimy mop out of his windcheater inner pocket and wiped the bloodstains from the gun, “else he’d got me first, and that’s worse mess for you to handle.”
Mindy watched on how Elmo put the plasma gun into his backpack, and how the 80-liter backpack was laden with similar objects.
“What do you have in mind, piling plasma guns on your back?” she said, peeking into the backpack. “You can only fire one each time, and you barely used them.” She glanced to the .45 heavy duty pistol in Elmo’s tight grip.
Elmo holstered his pistol and took one gun out of his backpack, holding it on the mid-air with two arms for Mindy’s convenience.
“Plasma guns are the most powerful weapon known to man,” said Elmo, admiring the sight of the gun he’s holding, “and though there were many series of them, the Lobotol models were always the best–see, the one I’m showing you.” He wiggled the gun. “The reason I’m piling them because, after yesterday’s Lobotol invasion, I’ve got this idea that the potential of these babies could be greatly amplified, making this Elmo Gun–I named this schematic weapon that–the most efficient weapon EVER.”
Mindy took a look at the Lobotol Model Elmo’s holding. It’s a weapon used by the Lobotol Army, a separate rank in the World Government Army which focused on fighting the United Resistance and reclaim their declared nations. Mindy had seen similar weapons used by the Lobotol troopers at the news on TV–she couldn’t believe that the gun was present on her very eyes.
After the United States Reformed Government joined the United Resistance and declared war on the established World Government, the USR Army along with the United Resistance–following a series of massive defeats with numerous casualties–finally fought off the World Government Army in the battle of Portsmouth on July 2063. Aware that the sounding of the defeat of their proclaimed invulnerable army in a decisive battle that could be the turning point of this World War IV would rally the United Resistance and other freedom fighters in the world, the World Government leaders in Jerusalem decided to adapt extreme measures to fight the United Resistance and its most stubborn participant–and thus the Lobotol Army was formed. The Lobotol Army is more capable of destuction than even the feared World Government special force SFOXAS, and after three major invasions in Boston, Philadelphia, and the D.C., the USR Government was at the brink of abolition.
Of course, if what Elmo had said was true, the United Resistance–humanity–would have a chance to ward off the World Government tyranny.
“What’s your plan?” Mindy asked, while Elmo put the Lobotol Model back to his backpack. “You’re trying to establish a plasma army against the Lobotol?”
Elmo shook his head. Mindy helped Elmo strapping the backpack shut.
“Selling them to the USR Army?”
“Nope,” Elmo fastened his backpack. “I saw the battle, you know. I saw how a small squad they called the Alpha Omega Squad erased a fleet of seven battleships, fifteen destroyers, eleven frigates, and two carriers in the last Battle of Boston. I saw how huge caliber plasma cannons, mounted on combat-efficient Vylars (a Vylar is a superscalar bipedal armored vehicle with the capability of manlike movement, usually operated by a strike team of four or five), tearing apart the deck of USS Oklahoma and sank her in seconds. Even with plasma weapons distributed like daily ransom packs in the USR Army ranks, we could not match the firepower of a Lobotol squad.”
“The gun I showed you,” he continued, “is extremely rare. The reason why a Lobotol organic weapon came into possession of a USR citizen is, this weapon is stolen by a Cyron infiltrator team–and the issue is fresh, less than three days ago.”
“I’ll bring this to the Cyrolab in Arkantos to be examined,” he said, “and all of this plasma guns are my objects of convenience.”
The words ‘objects of convenience’ intrigues Mindy in a way she didn’t like. “What do you mean, objects of convenience?”
Elmo crouched next to Martinez’ body, searching for every valuables he could find. “They’re components for my Elmo Gun,” he said, while counting on the money in Martinez’ wallet. “You know, the concept is, I try to make a plasma gun capable of rapid fire. I don’t know how the World Government made it possible for a plasma gun to fire continuously, but the concept of a plasma gun is to reduce the projectile to plasma using fusion power, while the particle accelerators produce kinetic energy for the plasma to travel forward just like a ray of light. The difference between laser and plasma is that laser consists of a ray of electromagnetic wave, mostly the gamma rays, while plasma consists of a gel of alpha and beta particles reduced from greater particles through means of fusion reaction.”
Mindy rolled her eyes. “What I learn in college is that laser has relativistic momentum, while plasma has kinetic momentum.”
“Well, let’s say it’s extremely hard to produce plasma continuously,” said Elmo, checking on a safe combination in the inner pocket of Martinez’ trench coat, “since it will cause the gun to superheat and melt the owner. Plasma could only be produced in discreet successions, thus causes every plasma gun we have to fire like an old flintlock rifle back to the 18th century.”
“But the Lobotol issue fires continuously,” said Mindy.
“To hell with that, perhaps those eggheads in Cyrolab could find out once they obtain one,” Elmo put off Martinez’ gold Rolex, gold-buckled crocodile skin Aigner, and Prada suede shoes. “Richard M. Gatling invented what becomes the modern ballistic minigun in 1861. My idea is to invent several separate plasma reaction chambers mounted around a revolving cylinder, which revolves in a rate of two separate fires of a single reaction chamber. Short, you can call it the Gatling Plasma.”
“Oh, such a practical idea,” Mindy commented cynically. “I thought you’d rig the fusion reaction so that you could fire an issue continuously. I’ve started to think that you’re clever as well as practical.”
“Well, you could come with me to Cyrolab, I’m sure you’re in for a job there,” said Elmo, getting back on his feet after he could find nothing else valuable from Martinez’ body. He withdrew a syringe in a sealed packaging, ripped it open, and fill it with Martinez’ blood.
“What are you doing?” questioned Mindy, while Elmo injected the blood into a small canister.
“Taking DNA samples,” said Elmo, withdrawing a plasma pistol from his gun flap and aimed at Martinez’ body, “and annihilate the rest. If you don’t like the scene, don’t look.”
Mindy got a bad feeling about this–she looked away just in time Elmo shot Martinez’ body with his plasma pistol, reducing him along with the floor materials including the concrete foundation to gel-like substance of God-knows-what in a superheated plasma explosion. A foul-smelled steam emerged shortly after, causing Elmo to sneeze.
“Ah-CHOO!” Elmo snorted, wiping away the steam with his free hand. “I always hate close-ranged plasma fire,” he said.
Mindy was outrageous by Elmo’s actions. “Are all of this really necessary!?” she shouted furiously. “And who the hell is this man, do you really have to kill him?!”
“I’ve got to ensure that on this world, the only source of Martinez’ DNA is here in my pocket,” argued Elmo. “And yes, I’ve got to kill him, I told you. Well, if you don’t know Alejandro Martinez, you better keep it that way–believe me, you don’t really want to know.”
Elmo walked out of the flat room, but Mindy grasped his arm.
“You killed that man, you looted his corpse, and you destroyed it–yes, I do really want to know.”
Elmo sighed. “He’s Alejandro Martinez,” said Elmo, “a smuggler. He smuggled plasma guns into the USR, you know.”
“And?”
“Well, I’m on my way back to Arkantos. Listen, girl, if you seek sanctuary, you should come with me to Cyrolab. It’s the only safe place on Earth after what you’ve witnessed.”
Mindy raised her brows–she didn’t seem too concerned with Elmo’s last sentence. “What could come to me, after all?”
Elmo shook his arm off Mindy’s grasp, and continued walking out. “It’s only a matter of time World Government agents arrived here. This place–and me–are being watched. And once they notice that you’re with me in this scene, they’ll be right after you.”
He enjoyed the sight of Mindy’s face became pale, although just through the corner of his eyes. “I’m coming with you,” Mindy said quickly, totally unnerved.
“Good,” said Elmo. He took Mindy by the hand and climbed the metal staircases right outside the tenement building down to the alleys. Mindy could see a black topless muscle car parked on the street right ahead. “It’s Martinez’ car, I’ve got the key,” Elmo continued. “But we’re taking a train ride to Arkantos, I can’t risk being noticed. Besides, driving to Arkantos would be extremely dangerous by now–especially on the borders. By train, I could work a way so that we could slip away unnoticed.”
“The faster, the better,” said Mindy. “I hate being in this city for longer.”
“Especially in the World Government territory,” Elmo unlocked the car. He opened the baggage cabin and put his backpack in before shutting it.
He then threw the keys to Mindy, who caught it with confusion. “You drive.”
Mindy stood still next to the car, the keys hanging on her hand, while Elmo entered through the front right door. “Why me?” she complained.
“You can drive without arousing suspicions.” Elmo took a pair of aviator shades out of his windcheater pocket, and searched the car to find a hat, which he put on at once. He then took off his windcheater jacket, took the plasma pistol out of the gun flap, then threw the jacket under the seat. “To the nearest train station, wherever it is,” he ordered. “You live here, you know Minneapolis more than I do.”
As the American United Resistance established the United States Reformed Government in July 4, 2062, what used to be the United States was now torn in two: The United States Reformed and the World Government jurisdiction–not all of America had become a part of the new States, in fact, the USR only claimed response of states mostly in the Eastern America. Minneapolis was always under the World Government control ever since the beginning of World War III, when the World Government declared its establishment in 2052 and used its superior mililtary force with technology alien to the world at that time to wipe out every claims of jurisdiction of all existing nations in the world, including the United States.
The US, due to its position as a superpower nation, last the longest–it took seven years for the World Government to control the entire US territory (The second is Russia, due to its sheer vastness of territory, and the third is China, the world’s newest superpower), thus putting the entire world under its control–where the World Government claimed as the end of the World War III. But freedom fighters all over the world could not be wiped out–the World Government stood on a forced stability through military presence. Although most of the freedom fighters fought separately before February 2060, a movement called Cyron, with supposed connections to the abolished United Nations and the remaining NATO forces, united the Western, Eastern, Middle-Eastern-African, and the Pacific resistance movements under the United Resistance on February 2060, which united the freedom fighters all over the world under one systematic movement. This United Resistance gave every existing nation before the World War III the right to reclaim their independence from the World Government–and so far, 63 nations from all over the world had followed. India was the first, then second came the Chungkuo Renmin of China, the European Union, Korea-Japan union, the Arab League, the Federal States of Appalachia, Federation of Canada, and the United States Reformed.
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Whoa, whoa, I got it going. This is all for now, I’ve got a class. See ya, and leave comments if you like it!
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It’s a copy-paste of my same-titled note in my Facebook account.
April 22, 2009 at 8:11 am |
Nggak mau komen masalah cerita ini sih, cuma seneng aja liat blog lo kembali ke urutan teratas blogroll gw.. Gara-gara AKHIRNYA ada posting terbaru. hahaha
April 25, 2009 at 10:06 am |
iya, gue sengaja copy paste ke sini biar ada posting baru
klo gitu, next kayanya gue masukin sini aja deh
toh dipublish di fesbuk juga
anyways, thx kes! yours became the first reply after months.
hahaha