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In an apartment in Riverview, a family was silently having their dinner, eyes glued to the television screen. The programme was another Government-glorifying propaganda stunt. Suddenly, static interrupted the show. The adults were confused, and tried using the remote to change the channel to another programme. The same static was present on every channel. Then, an image appeared. A young man dressed in full military uniform standing behind a podium. |
In an apartment in Riverview, a family was silently having their dinner, eyes glued to the television screen. The programme was another Government-glorifying propaganda stunt. Suddenly, static interrupted the show. The adults were confused, and tried using the remote to change the channel to another programme. The same static was present on every channel. Then, an image appeared. A young man dressed in full military uniform standing behind a podium. |
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"Youths of SimNation! Young friends and fellow countrymen!" said Harry. "I am Harry Miller, commander of the Liberation Army. For many decades the tyrannical dictators that lead the so-called Government of our world have stripped us of our rights. Our independence. They have brainwashed our people into becoming their soulless and unquestioning slaves. Destined to provide lifelong servitude to these ruthless, merciless and egotistical kleptocrats! |
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"When the Government first came to power, they murdered those who had assisted them. Then they massacred the educated. Then they destroyed our freedom. They destroyed our souls. The Government butchered anyone who had the courage to speak out against them. They slew the brave and the intelligent. Imprisoned and executed all who stood in their way to total domination. You, as the rising generation, cannot allow this to continue! You MUST not allow this to continue, for if you do, millions, if not billions, more innocent citizens of the Earth shall lose their lives for the sake of keeping in power those who certainly do not deserve to be! |
"When the Government first came to power, they murdered those who had assisted them. Then they massacred the educated. Then they destroyed our freedom. They destroyed our souls. The Government butchered anyone who had the courage to speak out against them. They slew the brave and the intelligent. Imprisoned and executed all who stood in their way to total domination. You, as the rising generation, cannot allow this to continue! You MUST not allow this to continue, for if you do, millions, if not billions, more innocent citizens of the Earth shall lose their lives for the sake of keeping in power those who certainly do not deserve to be! |
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==Chapter 3== |
==Chapter 3== |
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"FIRE!" |
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''To be uploaded by 30th September 2014 1200 UTC'' |
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Instantly, hundreds of bullets rocketed out of the barrels of assault rifles. Each shot towards their destination. But none hit their targets precisely. |
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Fortunately for the new recruits, nothing shot back, for their quarry were nothing more than wooden targets. |
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Harry Miller then stepped before the sprogs and addressed them. |
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"Right, kids," Harry said politely, but firmly, "You all obviously need to learn a lot about how to fire a weapon. First of all, you must learn how to actually hit the target." |
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He waited for someone to giggle. No one did. He was impressed. |
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The drills continued through the afternoon as the trainees practised again and again. Slowly, their aim improved, and by the end of the day, each shot lodged itself into the bullseye. |
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"Very well done, boys and girls," Harry clapped. "Well done. I'm very impressed." He watched as the children left the field and retreated to their living quarters. Harry surveyed their new camp. |
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Over the previous weeks, children had come into the camp by the truckload. They ran away from their homes, from their families, to join the growing group of disgruntled youths that was to fight against the Government. Each youngster forming the ranks of the new army had willingly chosen to board trucks parked all over the streets of the cities of the continent, whereupon each truck would take them to the same cave in which Ben, Alex, Miami and Harry had hid when they first escaped from the prison camp. |
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In the time that followed, the newcomers helped to build a small camp using rocks and trees from the surrounding area. It wasn't much, but it'd have to do for now. At the moment, the trainees would have to rely on hunting for food, as rations were running low. |
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"General!" cried Ben as he ran towards Harry. |
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"Call me Harry, Ben," said Harry. "I'm off-duty now." |
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"You should come and see this," Ben replied. There was panic in his voice. |
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Harry smiled. Ben was always panicky nowadays. "What now?" |
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Ben ran off. "Come on!" Harry jogged after him. |
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When the two approached the entrance to the camp, there were several trucks waiting. |
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All had Government emblems emblazoned onto their doors. |
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Harry stepped in front of the trucks. "What do you want?" |
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A man disembarked from the truck at the front. He approached Harry. |
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"There is no need to fear. We come with food, water, equipment and experience," the man said. There was absolutely no sign the man was lying. And he sounded very serious. |
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Harry broke into a grin. |
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