“It is. Revelation 16:17-21 says Then the seventh angel poured out his bowl upon the air, and a loud voice came out of the temple from the throne, saying, “It is done.” And there were flashes of lightning and sounds and peals of thunder; and there was a great earthquake, such as there had not been since man came to be upon the earth, so great an earthquake was it, and so mighty. The great city was split into three parts, and the cities of the nations fell. Babylon the great was remembered before God, to give her the cup of the wine of His fierce wrath. And every island fled away, and the mountains were not found. And huge hailstones, about one hundred pounds each, came down from heaven upon men; and men blasphemed God because of the plague of the hail, because its plague was extremely severe. ”
“Could be Tokyo. One of the original Heralds was killed there so that would fit.”
“It’s not a center of sin and depravity though. Although given their treatment of real estate values, they could be called that.” Petraeus looked around the group.
“I wouldn’t say that. Have you looked at the Japanese internet porn sites?”
“I have not. Why have you?” Asanee looked dourly at the aide who had spoken and was secretly delighted to see him flush red.
“Tokyo sounds possible, I suppose New York and San Francisco are as well. And New Orleans. Michael, please get the staff to put a list of possible targets together and make up plans for relief efforts. If Yahweh does dump rocks on cities, it could be every bit as bad as Belial’s lava attacks. More so, the lava poured over a single point and spread from there. A rock attack could cover a wide area. O’Shea, give General Jackson all the help you can.
“Organizationally, I’ve got good news. First, Second and Third Army Groups are all up to strength at last. Michael, the Commonwealth has done superbly to raise a whole Army. A magnificent effort. Now, I’m making a slight modification to the organization, now the field units are complete, I’ll be adding an extra corps to each Army group, attached directly to the Army Group Command HQ. Khunying Asanee, I’m detaching the Thai Corps from Fourth Army Group and making it the Headquarters Reserve Corps for First Army Group. Your people are the only ones with real experience in portal warfare and I want them as close to the front line as possible. Fourth Army Group has been reinforced by the addition of North Korean troops and that brings it up to nominal strength. I propose to use them as the Army reserve. Fifth Army Group is still a mess though, if they don’t get their act together I’ll treat them as cadre replacements. I’m detaching the German Corps from them as HQ Reserve Corps for Second Army Group.”
“The Russians are going to love having a German unit as their Group reserve.” Michael Jackson was amused at the concept. Almost seventy years after the end of the Great Patriotic War, the Russians still distrusted the Germans.
“They’ll get used to it. Anyway, as soon as Heaven opens up, the H.E.A. is ready to go.”
“You think that is close Khun David?”
“I do, we’re close to the end of the Bowls of Wrath and that’s the softening up process. I expect us to be hit by an Angelic Host shortly afterwards. Wherever they land, we’ll portal in around them. My preferred plan is to open up three portals and put an Army Group through each. There are many variations to that of course but the basis of them all is that we go for the big kill again. And one thing has been made clear. I’ve had word from our political masters at Yamantau. Once any Angelic invasion of Earth has been defeated, we go straight to an invasion of Heaven. For that assault, nuclear weapons are free. Once we’re in Heaven, I can order them used at my discretion.”
There was a subtle intake of breath around the table. “Other weapons of mass destruction?” Jackson sounded awed by the clearance.
“Them too. Chemical, biological, you name it. All weapons are free, we can use them as we deem fit. Our primary responsibility is to reduce human casualties to a minimum.”
“And stop Caesar recruiting all our deceased veterans?” Asanee spoke the words but the thought was in everybody’s mind. The New Roman Republic was showing remarkable zeal in recruiting Second-Life humans with modern military experience.
“I think so. By the way, Caesar has offered us a Legion and we’ve taken him up on it. It’s basically a light mechanized brigade, a mixture of Second-Life humans and daemons. I thought you might like it as Commonwealth Army reserve Michael.”
“Thank you David. That’ll will be… interesting.” Jackson paused for a second. “What about the Papal Divisions?”
“They’re with us, again they’re really light mechanized brigades and I plan to use them as Army HQ reserve units.” Petraeus sighed. “You know, I am never going to get used to having an Archbishop as a brigade commander.”
Throne Room, The Ultimate Temple, Eternal City, Heaven
The Divine Audience looked nervously at Michael-Lan as he entered the great Audience Chamber. The more astute tried to read his expression, to see if the news he carried would throw Yahweh into a tantrum or leave him mellow. Those who had decided that discretion was the better part of valor were already buying their tickets for the Mason’s bunker. The foolhardy had taken heart from the recent good news and were watching from good, though exposed, positions on the floor. Michael-Lan reflected on what he would do if he was waiting here and didn’t know what news was being brought. I would buy a bunker ticket, he thought if we fight the humans face-to face, there is no way it will end well for us.
He strode into the hall, making his way through the clouds of incense smoke that roiled around him, his footsteps interrupting the rhythmic chanting of the Great Choir. Then, he was approaching the Immaculate Throne and he prostrated himself before The One Above All, kissing the jade floor with his scarred lips. “Oh Eternal Father Of Us All, Whose Unspeakable Acts Are Always At The Forefront Of Our Minds, I bring news of the war against the humans.” Michael sneaked a look at Yahweh and then at the rest of the audience. One of the Chayot Ha Kodesh, Azrael, was frowning slightly at the address, probably because he had worked out it wasn’t quire as respectful as it had sounded. That didn’t worry Michael, he had spent days studying the reports from Lemuel and the interrogations of the Angels arrested in the purge and had come to the amusing conclusion that Azrael, along with every single member of Yahweh’s upper-echelon command staff, was also conspiring against The Unspeakable One. To Michael-Lan this was an eminently satisfactory state of affairs. Isolating Yahweh and leaving him without any form of support had always been his primary objective. It was becoming apparent that at least half his work had been done for him.
“Speak, mightiest and most beloved of My generals.” The Peerless Voice boomed out across the attendance hall.
“Oh Mightiest Star In The Heavens, I have good news to report. The fifth and sixth Bowls of Wrath have been poured. The darkness at noon envelopes the humans, causing them to choke on their blasphemy and chew their tongues with pain. Their crops are destroyed and starvation stalks their land. The mighty river Euphrates has ceased to flow and its bed bakes dry in the noonday sun. Soon, the Seventh and last bowl will be poured and the misery and anguish of the humans will be complete.” Well, actually they will be screaming mad with anger and demanding your head on a plate, probably with an apple stuffed in its mouth. Then, they’ll be coming to get it.
“This news brings joy to My Heart, Michael-Lan. Soon this war will be over.”
Well, you got something right at last. Michael-Lan kept his face under strict control. The time to reveal his real feelings had not yet come. Not quite yet.
“The humans will be crushed and they will choke on their rebellion and blasphemy.
And so we revert to normal. Michael-Lan only just managed to stop himself snorting. Raving bombastic idiocy. Yah-yah, old boy, hasn’t it occurred to you yet that the humans occupy Hell and left you with nothing to threaten them with. I suppose not, that would require a certain level of insight. Real threats are only going one way and Your Idiotic Self is on receive, not transmit. The question you should be asking is what the humans are planning for you. Whatever it is, it won’t be nice. “Indeed so, Oh Eternal Master Of Infinite Wisdom, soon the blasphemous wretches will cower before Your Divine Self as You administer Your Immaculate Justice. Now, we must exploit the misery and humiliation they suffer. It is time for the Angelic Host to assemble and raise its levies of the humans in Your Everlasting Service. May I beg Your Divine Indulgence on one point. Surely it is only fitting that Your Only Son as Your Unbelievable Representative should lead them in the triumphant march that ends this war.” Sorry, Jesus, you’re a nice guy and all that but one never, ever kills the father and leaves the son alive. I can’t kill you but the humans can.