The Destroyer - 71 - The Destroyer 071 - Return Engagement by Warren Murphy & Richard Sapir

Author:Warren Murphy & Richard Sapir [Murphy, Warren & Sapir, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Pulp Action
Publisher: PINNACLE BOOKS
Published: 2010-03-19T14:51:33+00:00

Chapter 18

They wel­comed Kon­rad Blut­sturz with the straight-​arm salute of the past.

As one, they came to their feet in the great au­di­to­ri­um of Fortress Pu­ri­ty, their arms shoot­ing out and up in per­fect­ly stiff Nazi salutes, more like robots than men and wom­en.

“Sieg Heil!” they shout­ed, as Kon­rad Blut­sturz, Fuhrer of the White Aryan League of Amer­ica and Al­aba­ma, sent his wheelchair buzzing down the aisle, be­neath the swasti­ka flags hang­ing in or­dered rows. The wheelchair la­bored up the low in­clined ramp to the podi­um like a wind-​up toy that didn’t quite work. The hand­icapped ramp was one of the first things Kon­rad Blut­sturz had in­stalled ear­li­er in the day. By night­fall, ev­ery stair­case in Fortress Pu­ri­ty would be re­placed by a ramp.

At­tired in a jet-​black mil­itary shirt, Kon­rad Blut­sturz Joined Il­sa, who stood wait­ing, mi­cro­phone in hand, and faced the au­di­ence. A huge Nazi ban­ner served as a back­drop.

He re­turned the salute and lift­ed the mi­cro­phone slow­ly, soak­ing up the cheer­ing like a thirsty man. For a mo­ment he knew how Hitler had felt. For an in­stant he felt the thrill the true Fuhrer must have known. But then he looked hard in­to the faces of the crowd, these sons and daugh­ters of Al­aba­ma and North Dako­ta and Ohio and Illi­nois, and made a dis­gust­ed noise low in his throat.

Hitler had spo­ken to a uni­fied peo­ple. These were rab­ble. It was not the same at all. He let the noise of the crowd run its course and mo­tioned them to be seat­ed.

At a nod from him, Il­sa dropped to her knees so that no one sat high­er than Kon­rad Blut­sturz.

“A war is com­ing,” he told the crowd, his dry voice rum­bling over the pub­lic-​ad­dress sys­tem. “A race war. You know it. I know it. Our beloved founder, Boyce Bar­low, knew it. That is why he found­ed the White Aryan League. This is why he built Fortress Pu­ri­ty. That is why we have had to erect ra­zor wire around our set­tle­ment and top it with elec­tric­ity. Be­cause the rest of Amer­ica-​mon­grel Amer­ica-​re­sent­ed our prophet­ic vi­sion.”

The crowd ap­plaud­ed.

“The Jews al­ready con­trol Amer­ica. Ev­ery­one knows it. They con­trol the me­dia. They con­trol Wall Street, and the cor­po­ra­tions. If their pow­er grows, they will con­trol Amer­ica the way they con­trol Is­rael. If this goes on, we true, white, pa­tri­ot­ic Amer­icans will be dis­placed as the long-​suf­fer­ing Pales­tini­ans have been dis­placed. Amer­ica will be­come the new Is­rael-​an oc­cu­pied land!” Kon­rad Blut­sturz shout­ed, and the ef­fort set him cough­ing.

Il­sa hand­ed him a glass of wa­ter. He sipped.

“But this day may nev­er come to pass,” he went on.

The crowd cheered.

“It may nev­er come be­cause the in­fe­ri­or blacks will bring this proud na­tion to its knees be­fore then. Look at the ma­jor cities of Amer­ica. Once they were proud and white. Now they are dirty and black. Many peo­ple have come to these shores. Ger­mans have come, and the En­glish, and the French. Even the Pol­ish. They have giv­en to Amer­ica. The blacks on­ly take. They steal from our mouths by re­fus­ing to work.

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