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The Doomsday Conspiracy :: Sheldon Sidney
Страница: 197 из 213The world economy would bea shambles.”
“Why should they …?”
“They claim we’re polluting the universe, destroying the earth and the seas … they want us to stop making weapons, to stop waging war.”
“Li …”
“A group of powerful men from a dozen countries got together – top industrialists from the United States, Japan, Russia, China … A man with the code name of Janus organized intelligence agencies around the world to form Operation Doomsday, to stop the aliens.” He turned to Robert. “You’ve heard of SDI?”
“Star Wars. The satellite system to shoot down Soviet intercontinental ballistic missiles.”
Li shook his head. “No. That was a cover. SDI was not created to fight the Russians. It is being designed for the specific purpose of knocking down UFOs. It’s the only chance there is of stopping them.”
Robert sat there in stunned silence, trying to absorb what Li Po was saying, while the rumble of thunder grew louder. “You mean, the governments are behind …?”
“Let’s say, there are cabals within each government. Operation Doomsday is being run privately. Do you understand now?”
“My God! The governments aren’t aware that …” He looked up at Li. “Li – how did you learn all this?”
“It’s very simple, Robert,” Li said quietly, “I’m the Chinese connection.” There was a Beretta in his hand.
Robert stared at the gun. “Li …!”
Li squeezed the trigger, and the sound of the shot mingled with a sudden deafening crack of thunder and a flash of lightning outside the window.
The first few drops of clean rain water awakened her. She was lying on a park bench, too exhausted to move. For the last two days, she had felt her life energy flowing out of her. I am going to die here on this planet. She drifted into what she thought would be her last sleep. And then, the rain came. The blessed rain. She could hardly believe it. She lifted her head to the sky and felt the cool drops running down her face. It began to rain harder, and harder. Fresh, pure liquid. She stood up then, and raised her hands high, letting the water pour over her, giving her new strength, bringing her back to life. She let the rain water fill her body, absorbing it into her very essence, until she began to feel her tiredness vanish. She felt herself growing stronger and stronger, until finally, she thought, I am ready. I can think clearly. I know who can help me find my way back. She took out the small transmitter, closed her eyes, and began to concentrate.
“Why should they …?”
“They claim we’re polluting the universe, destroying the earth and the seas … they want us to stop making weapons, to stop waging war.”
“Li …”
“A group of powerful men from a dozen countries got together – top industrialists from the United States, Japan, Russia, China … A man with the code name of Janus organized intelligence agencies around the world to form Operation Doomsday, to stop the aliens.” He turned to Robert. “You’ve heard of SDI?”
“Star Wars. The satellite system to shoot down Soviet intercontinental ballistic missiles.”
Li shook his head. “No. That was a cover. SDI was not created to fight the Russians. It is being designed for the specific purpose of knocking down UFOs. It’s the only chance there is of stopping them.”
Robert sat there in stunned silence, trying to absorb what Li Po was saying, while the rumble of thunder grew louder. “You mean, the governments are behind …?”
“Let’s say, there are cabals within each government. Operation Doomsday is being run privately. Do you understand now?”
“My God! The governments aren’t aware that …” He looked up at Li. “Li – how did you learn all this?”
“It’s very simple, Robert,” Li said quietly, “I’m the Chinese connection.” There was a Beretta in his hand.
Robert stared at the gun. “Li …!”
Li squeezed the trigger, and the sound of the shot mingled with a sudden deafening crack of thunder and a flash of lightning outside the window.
The first few drops of clean rain water awakened her. She was lying on a park bench, too exhausted to move. For the last two days, she had felt her life energy flowing out of her. I am going to die here on this planet. She drifted into what she thought would be her last sleep. And then, the rain came. The blessed rain. She could hardly believe it. She lifted her head to the sky and felt the cool drops running down her face. It began to rain harder, and harder. Fresh, pure liquid. She stood up then, and raised her hands high, letting the water pour over her, giving her new strength, bringing her back to life. She let the rain water fill her body, absorbing it into her very essence, until she began to feel her tiredness vanish. She felt herself growing stronger and stronger, until finally, she thought, I am ready. I can think clearly. I know who can help me find my way back. She took out the small transmitter, closed her eyes, and began to concentrate.