provoke another war,” Valnor suggested, which drew a sharp response from Hastelloy.
“No, there’s been enough bloodshed already! I think we can draw countries and regions into a technology race without actual shots fired. It will be a cold war between super powers.”
“The United Kingdom has to be one of them,” Valnor offered. “They control half the planet already; the sun literally never sets on the British Empire. Why don’t we assume power and use their might and resources?”
“They are spread too far, and their colonies are declaring independence by the dozens,” Gallono countered. “They have lost so much in this war that they’ll never be able to hold it all together. I’m afraid the sun has already set on the British Empire.”
“That leaves my Mother Russia,” Valnor suggested. “They have vast amounts of land, people, and resources.
“However, as you pointed out, there is a very unpopular monarchy on the throne,” Hastelloy cautioned. “You sure it can be stabilized?”
“I’m sure it can be overthrown,” Valnor countered. “The Bolshevik Party is poised for a major revolution in the near future, and this concept of theirs, communism, has me intrigued. It’s catching on like wildfire and winning over the hearts and minds of the Russian people.”
“Sharing all national resources among the citizens does indeed sound good in theory, but putting it into practice could be problematic,” Tonwen pondered. “It should be an interesting social experiment to observe.”
Hastelloy stared at his hands resting on the table in silent contemplation. He did not trust this pending change in Russia. A certain portion of the population always wanted more and would do anything to get it. There was also a much larger segment content to do nothing if the bare necessities were provided for them no matter what. He could see the result being a profoundly corrupt and lazy society held under the thumb of a ruthless few. However, they were running out of options.
Finally, Hastelloy nodded his head, “Do it. Help this revolution and the resulting government however you can.”
“It goes without saying that the United States should be another of these superpowers,” Tonwen suggested. “Their resources are almost endless.”
“Agreed. Plus, I just graduated from George Washington University Law School and have been offered a job in the government’s new Bureau of Investigation,” Hastelloy said. “The potential breadth of influence this organization could have will certainly yield opportunities to push that democratic government in the right direction.”
“Why are we debating the virtues of influencing individual nations?” Tomal interjected. “There is a group of people who already more or less control most of the world through their stranglehold on banking, currency exchanges, and international commerce.”
“And who might that be?” Valnor asked in an overly polite tone, which broadcasted that he and everyone else in the room already knew the question’s answer.
“Why don’t you ask the captain?” Tomal volleyed back. “He led them out of the desert and set them up as masters of all things business and currency related. Why not use that to the advantage of our mission now?”
All Hastelloy could do was draw a deep breath and let it out slowly to ease his frustration, but it didn’t help much. “This again? You made your disdain for the Jewish people abundantly clear in your later writings as Martin Luther. I told you back then, and I am telling you now some four hundred years later, there is no Jewish conspiracy to rule the world. Now, I hereby order you once and for all to drop the vile subject. Do I make myself clear?”
“Abundantly so,” Tomal responded and continued after a brief, contemplative pause. “In that case, I submit that Europe is a third option for us. If united in a common goal, it could surpass both