Domination

Operation Kreigstein

Chapter 2

The two brothers rode down to Munich, then walked from the bus depot to the Wolf's Lair, where all the high command were waiting for news.

Nazi scientists were granted seats as well, considering they had to understand the operation.

Ludwig walked in first, followed by Gil. They stood at the head of the table, greeting their comrades.

"My friends! Not only did we win the last battle, but we have also found the stone." He drew the black rock from his pocket and held it up for all to see.

Gil in turn held up the book "The book, we found as well. Translate it to German. You have three days!" he demanded, tossing it to one of the decoding experts. He was the one who had to read it after all, he wasn't learning some new dead language.

Ludwig went on "My brother and I have devised a plan! We shall call it Operation Kreigstein."

"We choose this name because even the Allied German speakers will not understand. War stone, will mean nothing. A made up word, they will have no hints as to what this is about."

The room as silent as everyone listened, interested in the new tool of war.

Ludwig went on "This operation has five phases. Five new little creations, designed for war. Now, we wouldn't want the Allies to stop this plan in its infancy! So the first new thing is a clock soldier. A dead body we pull off the field, made to work again off gears, water, and steam. Shoots a gun, throws grenades, dies, like a normal man. They wouldn't be able to tell anything was wrong or different. Giving us time to move on, make more."

Gil had roughly sketched the idea out, and he passed the paper around the large table. "The next thing, would be a flamethrower. The soldiers just hate using them. They're slow, it takes two people, and you're the first to die! So now, we create a robot to do it. But that is a bit obvious...so instead, we will make the creature into a large dogs body. Spit the fire from its mouth. It can hide much easier. Then, even once the fuel runs out, it's a beast of steel teeth and claws. We can even use it to fetch the wounded or dead off the fields, instead of using real men. Kill them by making the fuel tank explode."

This drawing was passed around and Ludwig enjoyed seeing the looks of interest become looks of fear and unrest. These were creatures from hell, un-human, creepy. But it gave them much power. And power, was alluring.

"The next idea we have already tried. We raise a dead soldier, make him into a zombie. The ability to hurl fireballs, screams that cause entire battalions to free up like deer in the headlights. Nails that leave three in gouges in trees! Teeth strong enough to bite off a head! Even better, they will have the speed of any normal soldiers, maybe a bit faster. They can fire a gun like a normal soldier. Only can be killed by a heart shot."

One of the officers cut in "How do you suppose we make the soldiers, the human ones, want to fight with these?"

Gil grinned "It's quite simple. The first ones of clockwork will be placed in with a battalion, one that has a high kill rate. It's an honor status. We could replace the entire human number with the machines, but no, those humans left, we keep, because they are just that good. They will brag, the will be the hot-shot battalion. And soon...the other ones will get jealous, want that glory. They fight better, that benefits us. Now they want the machines. And that benefits us too."

It was a well thought out plan. There was no room for error, this had to win the approval of several of the men present.

Ludwig walked around the room "Now, the harder to kill, the more the Allies will begin to notice. But by this stage, we want them to notice. We want them to be scared, to tell these horror stories around their fires. The more they fear our creatures, the more control we gain over them. Our troops might be scared, but will never be harmed. General Gilbert will program these wild beasts to only attack on command of a superior. All of these creations. They are harmless until trigger. They have no thoughts or feelings. They are steel, they are loyal to their commanders and their maker. They are the perfect war machines."

The room was silent again, waiting hungrily for the other two beasts.

"The SS are a fine group of men. The Waffen SS the best Nazis around! But what if we could create a super pill? Make them...superhuman? Their senses would triple! Their eyes would be better than a snipers scope, they could smell better than any dog. Hear sounds miles away. Yet...they would appear to be totally human and normal. Until they lift up an Allied tank and hurl it backwards a hundred feet. They would never miss a shot, hear the commands given from the rival commander. Only a head shot will down them." Gil spoke, shrugging like it was a casual thing.

"Our last little creation is a wonderful thing. The body of a wolf, wolf fur, but under it all iron. Blood would be oil. It would run on fours, like a wolf. Its teeth and claws are steel. It has insane speed and agility. These things could be run across the fields into the ranks of the enemy. They would scatter within moments! They would fire but nothing would happen. Their feet and legs will be torn off! Stomachs ripped open, before they even knew it! These little things...would only be stopped if some lucky man could shoot their on and off button, which is on its underside. It is virtually indestructible. These things will be kept in steel cages, turned off, until needed. Otherwise, we predict they will be uncontrollable. But imagine...what they will do to the enemy." Ludwig ended and sat down, waiting verdict.

Gil spoke his last part "Those are the main five. They are in waves of easy to expert. By stage three the Allies will know something is wrong. But by then it's already far too late. Our casualty number will plummet while the kill number will be record high. Fear will shatter the few living soldiers, the commanders will be at a loss, and before they can figure it out...we will tear the ground from under them. We will win the war. I guarantee it."

He sat by Ludwig in the room, the officers were stunned in silence. They had no clue if this would work. But their imaginations were gripped in fear by the very idea of these things.

"Are we approved?" Ludwig asked, holding the stone out.

The sight of it and what it was about to do made some cringe. The four officers they needed approval from looked at each other for a long moment before all them nodded. "Yes, we do approve Operation Kreigstein."

Gil grinned and stood. He bowed. "We'll be sure to send progress reports." He laughed darkly, and he and Ludwig walked out of the room.

No one had truly controlled the brothers before, but now, no one did. No one wanted to. They and already achieved fear and respect from their peers.

They were free to do whatever they wished. So the two took a car, and headed for the building which would become their lab.

Chapter 2!

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