Revolution of the Gods: The Battle for Sol Book One by W.R. Hobbs Page A
Authors: W.R. Hobbs
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there,” he retreated, offering a slightly more subdued criticism.
Taon carried the room service tray inside and sat it on the table in front of the agitated hotel guest. He contemplated simply leaving and finding an unoccupied room on the same floor when the assertive former professional athlete sealed his fate.
“I hope you don’t expect a tip you slow ass motherf--”
Using his right hand to grab the wrist of the unlucky gambler, Taon simultaneously drove his left elbow into the visitor’s weak chin as he jerked the man toward him. He laid the unconscious man down on the floor.
I need to get some rest,
Taon concluded, flopping on the cushy king size bed.
CHAPTER 15
Oakland ROC
B en had sat quietly next to his improvised stove in the basement off Market Street, while Cadan and Simeon spent the entire morning reflecting on Simeon’s mission that began four months ago in the United Mideast Consortium. Their conversation concerning the Mideast absolutely absorbed the Israeli. He had long sought any scrap of information about his homeland. During the course of the exchange, Ben learned what happened in the past three years since he left.
After the United Mideast Consortium had formed under the C7 in January 2029, the region was coordinated in a massive reconstruction effort. The Six Hour War - the name given to the Mideast nuclear catastrophe because of the amount of time from the first launch in Pakistan to the last launch in Israel was almost exactly six hours - caused depopulation of the entire region as a result of the fallout.
Reconstruction efforts were carried out solely by transnational corporations at the direction of the C7. The UMC was now a ‘commerce’ region with only council personnel living in the area. The small domed towns constructed adjacent to the region's oil fields resembled enormous glass igloos for a new race of Hazmat suit beings because every worker wore white and yellow protective gear.
The UMC, like the NAU, was a high priority region to the C7 for several reasons. One of the higher priorities was the remaining oil reserves underground. The Council needed direct and complete control of this particular region to successfully continue its infrastructure build-up worldwide. But, even more important than the oil was the C7’s priority to relocate specific ancient lost artifacts.
Back in August, Simeon had started tracking the trackers – the S1s. They had been conducting a ground reconnaissance mission for over a year at certain areas in the UMC and UAF. These targeted locations correlated to various ancient religious and spiritual structures in the region. Greek No.9 was tracing the S1 movements and noticed they were getting close to a long protected ancient hidden secret.
The Antients had already intended for Simeon to retrieve this particular artifact but the C7’s activity caused them to accelerate their plans. The Prime Delegates were intimately familiar with the history of the artifact. The S1s had located its container in Ethiopia, where it had once been hidden by the Antients’ predecessors. But the artifact itself was missing. Simeon was dispatched to its true hidden location and ordered to take it to their facility in southern California.
“Ben, in the decades before the New Earth Union was formed, our popular culture, through its books, movies, websites and television shows, disseminated all sorts of sensational conspiracy theories. But the truth is that some of those conspiracy theories and suppositions, fiction and non-fiction alike, were close to the actual explanations of many past and present events. Your particular ancestors were associated with some of the more popular ones. As I recall, the Ark of the Covenant was always near the top. That one theory about the Ark being utilized as a containment device for a power source…well that one was just about spot on.” Simeon had explained while restraining a wise grin and attempting to help Ben process this
Taon carried the room service tray inside and sat it on the table in front of the agitated hotel guest. He contemplated simply leaving and finding an unoccupied room on the same floor when the assertive former professional athlete sealed his fate.
“I hope you don’t expect a tip you slow ass motherf--”
Using his right hand to grab the wrist of the unlucky gambler, Taon simultaneously drove his left elbow into the visitor’s weak chin as he jerked the man toward him. He laid the unconscious man down on the floor.
I need to get some rest,
Taon concluded, flopping on the cushy king size bed.
CHAPTER 15
Oakland ROC
B en had sat quietly next to his improvised stove in the basement off Market Street, while Cadan and Simeon spent the entire morning reflecting on Simeon’s mission that began four months ago in the United Mideast Consortium. Their conversation concerning the Mideast absolutely absorbed the Israeli. He had long sought any scrap of information about his homeland. During the course of the exchange, Ben learned what happened in the past three years since he left.
After the United Mideast Consortium had formed under the C7 in January 2029, the region was coordinated in a massive reconstruction effort. The Six Hour War - the name given to the Mideast nuclear catastrophe because of the amount of time from the first launch in Pakistan to the last launch in Israel was almost exactly six hours - caused depopulation of the entire region as a result of the fallout.
Reconstruction efforts were carried out solely by transnational corporations at the direction of the C7. The UMC was now a ‘commerce’ region with only council personnel living in the area. The small domed towns constructed adjacent to the region's oil fields resembled enormous glass igloos for a new race of Hazmat suit beings because every worker wore white and yellow protective gear.
The UMC, like the NAU, was a high priority region to the C7 for several reasons. One of the higher priorities was the remaining oil reserves underground. The Council needed direct and complete control of this particular region to successfully continue its infrastructure build-up worldwide. But, even more important than the oil was the C7’s priority to relocate specific ancient lost artifacts.
Back in August, Simeon had started tracking the trackers – the S1s. They had been conducting a ground reconnaissance mission for over a year at certain areas in the UMC and UAF. These targeted locations correlated to various ancient religious and spiritual structures in the region. Greek No.9 was tracing the S1 movements and noticed they were getting close to a long protected ancient hidden secret.
The Antients had already intended for Simeon to retrieve this particular artifact but the C7’s activity caused them to accelerate their plans. The Prime Delegates were intimately familiar with the history of the artifact. The S1s had located its container in Ethiopia, where it had once been hidden by the Antients’ predecessors. But the artifact itself was missing. Simeon was dispatched to its true hidden location and ordered to take it to their facility in southern California.
“Ben, in the decades before the New Earth Union was formed, our popular culture, through its books, movies, websites and television shows, disseminated all sorts of sensational conspiracy theories. But the truth is that some of those conspiracy theories and suppositions, fiction and non-fiction alike, were close to the actual explanations of many past and present events. Your particular ancestors were associated with some of the more popular ones. As I recall, the Ark of the Covenant was always near the top. That one theory about the Ark being utilized as a containment device for a power source…well that one was just about spot on.” Simeon had explained while restraining a wise grin and attempting to help Ben process this
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