Doomsday Warrior 15 - American Ultimatum Read Online Free PDF Page B

from the Sudan. You will understand for you are a star pattern sensitive, capable of similar mental connections from time to time. His village was being destroyed by terrible weapons, by whole mountains falling. And I saw kill love’s face in the midst of the bloodshed. Even as my uncle died in an instantaneous dissolution I watched through his eyes, felt the final gasp, saw the skull’s dark eyes coming toward the village.
    I was able to use the premier’s intelligence gathering services to find out what the skull is up to. It is perhaps the worst threat this planet has faced since the great war itself. He is conquering north Africa. Has already taken over large parts of Egypt. These terrible falling mountain weapons enabled him to do it. I have not been able to discover thus far how they work, how many there are. I know that he’s taken control of some Egyptian cult, worshippers of the ancient sun god. Kill love’s weapon can lift whole mountains, carry them along for hundreds of yards above the ground, and then drop them down on any target. He clearly plans to conquer and then use all of north Africa as his base of operations. He’s moving very swiftly to consolidate power. He is clever. Even with these fearsome weapons, he needs a base of support. He needs a conquering army to follow behind his cult and take control. If my intelligence reports are accurate, he could control all of north Africa within another month. The entire continent within a few months. And then we both know he will not hesitate to move into Europe, Asia and then over to your country.”
    Rath, who was reading the message with a tremulous voice, paused for a moment as his eyes came up to meet those of Rockson, who could hardly believe his ears. Rockson knew, more than anyone, the depths of Killov’s dark soul. And his ability, like some phoenix from hell, to climb out of the ashes again and again and resume his attempts at world conquest. Only he had never had as terrible a weapon as the one that Rahallah, the Soviet Premier’s aide, spoke of.
    Rath read on, after wiping his brow:
Rock son, you can imagine how I have tried to get the premier to commit troops to combat this threat. But the idea that the madman kill love with an army of a few thousand sun worshippers could actually threaten the Soviet empire is beyond his comprehension. The premier scoffs at the very idea, making only vague promises to send some elite soldiers down there. There are riots throughout Russia; many cities are under martial law. His attention is diverted elsewhere. There will be no resistance from the Red Army to the skull’s designs until it’s too late.
    Which means, rock son, that by the time you receive this, I will have already flown to Egypt to try to help stop it myself. I owe it to the planet earth itself to try, even if I am destroyed. I owe it to my uncle and his people, who were wiped out like so many ants beneath a boot. They are of my blood. There was no one I was closer to.
    I need aid. I need a man like you, rock son. You have been able to defeat the skull before, and send him packing. You have driven him from power in your land. I know this is an incredible request on my part. You have many problems and battles of your own going on at this very moment. But I pray that you, above all men, will understand the threat. I throw all pride to the wind and beg you to come.
    If you do, the following locations are where I or my agents will meet you. I will wait two weeks from the sending of this message. We will come and check out the rendezvous point every day. Then I and my fighters will be forced to begin the war against kill love on our own. I know that many of your own people will think this is a trap. By the blood of the plains lion who is my namesake, by the blood of my uncle which was spilled, I speak true. May the spirits give you guidance. Please help.
    Rath let the several pages of notes fail loosely in his hand as he stopped reading. He looked up at