Stomp (No sex, Sci-fi)
by KeithMcD

Note: These are just stories, some of them with very taboo themes
in them and NOT wishful thinking. I just want to tell stories and
hope no one takes my tales as anything but
sexual fantasies. I don't and never have practised, participated
in or encouraged sex with children, rape, do drugs or murder
people. I don't encourage anyone to do any of the things my
characters do either.
None of the people are real or based on any one real and bare no
resemblance to any event past of present, though I sometimes use
news stories as fuel for some of my tales.

I hope you enjoy them and let me know what you think:
Keith DOT mcdougall134 AT googlemail DOT com





The large battle-suit plodded noisily through the streets,
looking for targets. A movement in a shell building alerted its
sensors, the body swivelled to the left following the indicator
symbol on the screen.

A loud burst of cannon fire erupted and shattered the stonework
of the building, anything that once was there was definitely gone
now.

The turreted body swung back to it forward position and moved on,
the slow mechanical plodding continuing unabated during the
interception and destruction of the part of the building.

The man in the battle-suit smiled, by the time he got back to
base this place would be cleared of vermin. He liked that word,
vermin, it easily described the enemy to his satisfaction.

Since the world had split into the four factions; the Chinese,
the West, the Muslims and the Africans, he had always believed he
was on the right side.

He was a soldier of the West and prided himself on his chosen
life. The wars had raged on for over a decade now and the
Africans showed no sign of surrendering to them or any body else.

The Muslims had overrun the Arab regions and even sacked Turkey
and Spain before their progress was halted.

The Chinese had originally sided with the West, but now they
closed their own borders of and no longer communicated with the
outside.

The African Nations had suddenly coalesced into a huge superstate
led by the once racist South Africa. They pooled their power and
their resources, recalling all their scientist and scholars.

They placed such a stranglehold on the rest of the world that the
US and Europe started feeling the pinch when trade slowed and
people started starving. The US retaliated by sending troops into
South Africa and causing the biggest war there for many years.

All the other states sent in troops and wiped out the US forces
in a shocking slaughter. The Americans responded with bombers and
the Africans declared war, killing all and every American citizen
in the huge continent. Very few expatriate whites survived that
earlier slaughter and the blacks from abroad fared a very similar
fate.

The combination of African scientists had come up with some new
air seeding technology the destroyed aircraft without a shot
being fire. Since the West's forces could not fly the had to
fight this war on the ground.

The odds had become evened.

The walker finally stopped at the end of the street and turned to
find another route out of the city. He could suddenly see red
lights shining from different spots in the deserted ruins. Did
they think they could stop him with those peashooters?

Then, as he prepared to fire at the seven points of light,
searing heat coursed into him. The Battle-suit shuddered and
fell. He screamed in agony as the thing broke up into bits and
then melted.

He died in a casing of molten metal.

The ten Africa Corps stood together, just as they were taught not
to. They surveyed the destruction of the mighty Western Walker.
It had been one of those that had decimated their town, now it
was no more that melted metal.

Abu Gregory felt much satisfaction. He had lived for this day and
now the tests were complete. They had weapons against their enemy
now.

Now they would push them all back to the sea.

End?




  
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