In the First Hour of the Next Day

I wrote this story a few years ago before the current North Korean situation evolved.

I wonder how real it could actually be

The launch was not detected by our satellites because they were looking in the wrong area. No one would have suspected that the slow moving foreign flagged freighter carried such a horrible surprise deep within its hold. The sea was relatively calm and the moon reflected off the water as the crew labored to set up their makeshift launching pad. They would only get one shot since their friends within the pentagon had long ago warned them of the surveillance system that would ensure their fiery death.


It didn’t matter though. There were four other ships that were on a collision course with history. Years of secret planning would return evil to the great Satan once and for all. The families had been told various stories but none of them were told the same ones. This night was to be a game changer in history. What 911 brought was a slowly unraveling storm. This night would bring calamity and finally equalize the enemies once and for all.

The rockets were crude. Built on an old Soviet design, they each carried one weapon. Just enough kilotons to cause some possible blinding explosions in the night skies above the major central cities. But if the Korean and ex-Iranian scientists were to be believed, an EMP would cripple the power grid within minutes of detonation. Allah be praised, the lights would go dark for a thousand years over the cradle of evil.

The US fleet was on patrol that night but for different reasons. The Philippines had been attacked by the People’s Republic Navy and all of the treaties had kicked into high gear. The carrier groups that were not already engaged in the middle east steamed with great speed to the far east. The coasts of America were completely empty as the smaller Navy (decimated by years of political indecision and a disappearing shipbuilding base) were carefully carved into smaller and smaller groups. The old alliances were unable to add much. They too had allowed their once proud fleets to shrink thinking that the US would always be there.

At 3AM the first rocket launched. Within one minute, the second, third and fourth went streaking skywards. When the lights went out, they took all of the electric clocks, microwaves,televisions, computers and garage door openers with them. Before the launch, you could fly from Boston to Norfolk and never see a darkened area. Now you couldn’t even fly as the combined bursts wrecked havoc on the power grid. Texas alone still stood as their safety breaks kicked in.

The Chi-Coms were monitoring the activity and feared a retaliation against their own country and ships. They launched a protocol that had secretly been built into many computers over the years which made the US Ships blind and suddenly without guidance. Not that it would have mattered. There was no one left to talk to and no way to do so. The Russians, also fearing a retaliatory strike had made the decision to finish the job while the US was in its weakened state. The amount of missiles reining down made any question of retaliation null and void within the first hour.

The few submarines at sea hunted down the enemies they could but within a short time had expended their limited weapons. A Mark 48 is a great torpedo but useless against overwhelming odds. The boats that could headed to Australia to wait for orders that would never come. The remaining surface ships were swarmed with low tech surface to surface missiles which easily overcame the now defenseless cruisers and aircraft carriers. There were just too many of them and the fleets were too exposed without their high tech systems.

The Arab street erupted in a three day spontaneous celebration. As the growing nuclear clouds slowly shifted around the globe, people started to become ill for no particular reason…

The morning before…

Life was very normal across the country. People drove to the supermarket and purchased their food in an orderly fashion. They used their debit cards to pay for them and loaded them into their cars and SUV’s. Often, they would stop by the gas station and fill up before heading to the bank and using their ATM card for cash. News reports had already indicated the impossibility of a military response to the threat being raised by a ballistic missile test.

Out on the highway, trucks were delivering food for the grocery stores and gasoline for the service stations. Overhead, jets filled with people on vacation or work assignments filled the sky. The internet was filled with stories about sports and gossip for the stars. Satellites beamed communications freely around the globe connecting businesses and families.

Playgrounds were filled with little children enjoying the summer in a carefree manner. Boys and girls fell in love and Mom’s and Dad’s worried about college funds and mortgages.

No one was prepared for the next day

Mister Mac

Naaah… it couldn’t possibly happen…

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