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1Alexander Merow Prey World Counterrevolution Novel Part IV Prey World 2Chapters Foreword 4 Reconstruction 7 Step by Step 27 Conflict in Smolensk 43 Having a Tough Time... 63 Street Fights and Miniatures 76 Fake Crisis 97 The Varangian Guard 107 Death Toll for Ivas 125 Frustration and a Strange Professor 138 Enemy Territory Pushkin 150 Into the Witch`s Cauldron 168 Forward Ever, Backward Never 186 Decision in St. Petersburg 201 The Last Chapter 213 Copyright  2012 by Alexander Merow 3Foreword This is the English version of the fourth book of Alexander Merow`s “Prey World” series. The novel was translated by Thorsten Weber and the writer. It is still no professional translation and the translator is still no “native speaker” or English teacher. He is just a guy, who loves science-fiction and dystopias. So try not to laugh at some of the translated phrases, or the wrath of a real freak will come over you And Mr. Merow and his friend are really some kind of “freaks”. The author has already found a lot of interested readers all over Germany, and we hope that he will also find some new readers in the English-speaking countries. Furthermore, we would be glad, if a “real” mother-tongue speaker would edit this English version one day. Now the fight against the World Government and the New World Order goes on. By the way, soon the fifth part of the “Prey World” series will be published in Germany. And we will also translate “Prey World V - Civil War 2038” in the next months. Anyway, have fun with this book and start thinking about the world we live in. We are sure, that you will find a lot of similarities to reality. And always remember... “Only a fool would think that “Prey World” is nothing but fiction” Alexander Merow Alexander Merow and Thorsten Weber, Berlin 2011 Email: 4“It is the task of the Defense Section of the Rus to be sword and shield of our movement. The DSR shall protect the people of Belarus on the one hand, but on the other, it shall destroy the forces of decomposition and treason inside our nation by all available means” Artur Tschistokjow, “Speeches and Writings”, Volume XIII “The forces that oppose us have already taken over the so called “Western Civilization”. That means, they have taken over everything our ancestors have invented and created. Meanwhile, they rule over our technology and use it against us. From television to the computer, from the rifle to the warplane - they haven`t invented these things, but nevertheless, today they belong to them. And the “Western Civilization”? Can it be rescued anymore? No Not at all Because this civilization is already rotten to the core, it is infected and there is no more chance to heal anything. Furthermore, the “Western Civilization” of today is not the European civilization. Never compare these two totally different things So the death of the ugly chimera, that is called “Western Civilization” in our days, is the basic requirement of our mother Europe`s rebirth.” Artur Tschistokjow in: “The Way of the Rus”, chapter IX, “Rising from the Ashes” 5“Countless young men of the Aureanic caste have been inspired by the ancient myth of the “Birth War”. The age-old tales of Artur the Great and Farancu Collas are a some kind of cultural artifact – even today But has the legendary Artur really existed? And what is with his general Farancu Collas, the mythological hero of prehistory? In our times, we don`t know much about the ancient period of the so called “Birth War”. Renowned historians, archivators and archaeologists of the Golden Empire are nevertheless sure, that there must have been a great war in Hyboran (known under the name “Europe” in the ancient ages) and in other parts of Terra about 13000 years ago. Was this the mythological “Birth War”? Was this the time of Artur the Great and his brave general Farancu Collas? Many historians still insist, that the saga of the “Birth War” has a true core. They tell us, that our ancestors, the forefathers of the Aureanic men, have been saved by Artur the Great, as the old legend says. But in reality, we don`t know enough about prehistory to come to a satisfying result. So the question remains: Are these men just products of imagination or have they really lived? Dronax von Asaheim, Higharchivator and Magister of Prehistory in the year 3981 after Malogor 15231 A.D. 6Reconstruction Frank looked up at the dark, cloud-covered sky for a second. Then he stared ahead again and recognized some dark shadows behind the veil of pouring rain in front of him. The heart of the rebel was pounding with excitement and fear, while Frank felt how the panic started to strangle him. Adrenaline shot through his veins, burning in his limbs like a corrosive acid. Now, the shadows came closer. Besides Frank were dozens of other men, who were paralyzed with fear of death just like him. In these few seconds, he thought of Julia and tried to remember her beautiful face. He would never see her again, because today his life would end. The shades stepped forward. “Firing squad ready”, it echoed through the rain. In this moment, Frank wasn`t able to think anymore. Finally, the noise of a volley ripped the silence and agonizing pain seized Frank`s body. He broke down and fell headfirst onto the rain-soaked meadow... Foreign Minister Wilden grabbed Frank`s shoulder, when the young man jumped up from his chair as if stung by a tarantula. A loud rumbling followed. “What? What`s up?”, stammered Kohlhaas confusedly, while a lot of heads turned around. “I should ask you that, Frank What is wrong with you?”, whispered Wilden, feeling awkward. Artur Tschistokjow and the other members of the Belarusian government were puzzled. “All right...just got frightened...”, explained Frank meekly in Russian. The rest of the men was still staring at him. 7The Belarusian rebel leader cleared his throat and tried to suppress a grin. He had already noticed, that Frank had dozed off during the conference. “Is not interesting what we are talking about?”, asked Tschistokjow in German and tried to look strict and authoritarian again. “All right, sorry”, whispered Frank, looking a little embarrassed at the ceiling. Thorsten Wilden shook his head and muttered: “I don`t know what to say...” The leader of the trooper units of the freedom movement just yawned quietly and took a small bottle from the table. Then he drank some orange juice and looked around. Frank was sitting at a magnificent, long wooden table in the presidential palace in Minsk and around him were the members of Artur Tschistokjow`s new government and the president of Belarus himself. Thorsten Wilden, the head of the village community of Ivas, briefly smiled at Frank, then he shook his head again and examined some documents. Artur Tschistokjow, the leader of the Freedom Movement of the Rus, that had come to power in Belarus and Lithuania, cleared his throat once more and said to the two Germans: “The political enemies in our country are defeated, my friends. All important positions are in the hands of our men. Now we can use television, radio and the newspapers to educate the people in the sense of the revolution.” “The Japanese want to form an alliance with us. Likewise, the Philippines. Yesterday, I have talked to the Japanese foreign minister Mori”, returned Wilden. “Well, I will sign the contracts tomorrow”, assured Tschistokjow. 8Wilden nodded and studied the documents in front of him. Meanwhile, the President explained the current situation and spoke Russian again. “In the coming months, we will use all tax receipts to overcome the social crisis and to create new jobs. The Global Trust Fond will no longer get a single Globe from Belarus and Lithuania - but that is obvious anyway. In addition, the days of the Globe are counted in our country. We will reintroduce the Rouble as an independent currency, and also establish an own state bank”, explained the president to the members of his cabinet in their mother tongue. “I am currently working on a concept to rebuild the heavy industry of Belarus. Furthermore, we must help the collapsed middle class. I will give you the documents tomorrow, Mr. Tschistokjow”, said Dr. Gugin, the minister for economic affairs. “Remember what I have told you. We will resettle a part of the population in the rural areas as farmers, so that they can look after themselves. About the nationalization of the banks, we will speak in the next days”, replied the leader of the Rus. “Just as you wish, Mr. Tschistokjow”, muttered Dr. Gugin and nodded approvingly. Frank looked at his smart uniform. He had become a general. However, in a time of slow reconstruction of a crisis-torn country like Belarus, there was fortunately not much to do for him. Currently, everything seemed to be peaceful and the 33 year old man hoped, that this peace would last. “What`s about the support of the Belarusian youth? I have thought about a national youth organization”, remarked the minister for families and youth, a sturdy, brown-haired man named Ivan Morozow. 9“Come to my office tomorrow. Then we will talk about everything. This topic is very important and must not be ignored” Tschistokjow raised his forefinger and his blue eyes were shining. “What does international press say to our revolution?”, asked the president in German, looking at Frank and Wilden with a smile. “You already know most of the reports, Mr. President. The reaction of the international media was reserved – more or less. Apparently, they give Belarus not more attention than the Philippines. And the situation is stable in Eastern Asia, as Mr. Mori has told me. Japan has sent about 50000 soldiers to the Philippines to support the revolutionary government”, expounded the foreign minister. “Well, no big reports about us from our friends of the international media Nevertheless, they agitate against me, but it is not as bad as the campaign against Matsumoto before the Japanese war”, said Tschistokjow and leaned back in his chair. Meanwhile, Kohlhaas thoughtfully beheld the conference room and admired the old frescoes at the ceiling, which was covered with dark oak wood. Then he looked out the window and suddenly grinned to himself. Thorsten Wilden called his good friend Artur Tschistokjow in this official round “Mr. President”. Frank had to smile occasionally because of that. An elderly Russian, the minister for transport, Maximilian Lebed, looked at him quizzically at each grin and shrugged his shoulders. The Belarusian head of state was now talking about the next steps to consolidate his political power, the elimination of unemployment and the boosting of the domestic industry. The conference should still last for hours. Finally, Tschistokjow pointed out that the minister for health should organize help for all citizens of Belarus, who had 10already been registered with the new implantation Scanchips of the World Government. It was important to remove these dangerous chips as soon as possible. About 200000 Belarusians hab been registered in the time before Tschistokjow`s takeover. “So what? How was it?”, asked Alfred Bäumer, Frank`s best friend, when the young man slowly came down the numerous stairs which lead to the main entrance of the presidential palace. “Artur is planning a lot. He is just a fascinating person. Wilden is still in his office”, answered Kohlhaas. “He wants to stay in Minsk today?” “Yes, he will drive to his apartment after the meeting” Bäumer pointed at the front wall of the presidential palace and smiled: “Look at this” Frank craned his head. “Do you mean the bullet holes next to the window?” “Yes” ”It`s a crazy world” Alf grinned. “It was not me” “And I`m innocent too. Maybe a few bullet holes on the east side of the palace are a legacy of my gun”, joked Kohlhaas. The two men drove back to their home village and enjoyed travelling through Lithuania without sorrows and fear. The revolution in spring of this year had been successful and the rebels had finally made it to force the vassal governments of Belarus and Lithuania to abdicate. Frank and Alfred had risked their lives to free two tiny territories with barely 14 million inhabitants. Now these countries were independent again. Around them, the overly powerful World Government was ruling the rest of the planet - except for Japan and the Philippines. Meanwhile, it was the question how the World Union would react on their 11rebellion. Frank had days of unbridled euphoria behind himself. Yes, the prospect of life in a country that belonged to them, was still like a dream for the two rebels. A dream which could hardly realized. But beyond all revolutionary pathos, they had only won a tiny piece of land for themselves. What did Belarus and Lithuania count in this big world? Meanwhile, Alf had, unlike Kohlhaas, who was still enthusiastic, returned to the hard ground of reality. “They can crush us at any time. So don`t dream too much of freedom and peace, Frank”, he was telling his friend with increased regularity. The hall of the lodge house, carried by adorned, red columns, was overcrowded with people. Today, the Council of the 300 had come together for its annual meeting in the central building of the lodge “The Shining Star” in the heart of New York. No other than the World President himself, as the representative of the supreme body, the Council of the Wise, had visited his fellows on this day, to give them new instructions. Multi-billion dollar company bosses, owners of telestations and many other influential persons looked forward to the dark-haired man in the black robe, who walked past them without saying a word towards a speaker`s desk. The World President scrutinized his audience with cold eyes, adjusting the big gold chain around his neck. Then he started with his speech. “My dear fellows I greet you all in the name of the Council of the Elders. Today, I talk to you about some important decisions of the wise and there are a lot of other things to discuss too. The last months have again been crowned by incredible 12successes, that have brought us one step closer to the sacred goals of our organization. But also some problems have appeared, which we have to solve in the near future Before I recall the successes into our memories, I will start with the problems. After Japan and the Philippines, also Belarus and Lithuania have made themselves temporarily independent. Furthermore, they have reestablished their old countries. Anyway, the elders have given the uprising in Belarus not much attention in the last months, but now, our internal GSA studies have made it necessary to take a closer look at the situation in eastern Europe. Belarus is a small country of absolutely minor political significance. I think we all know this. Nevertheless, the revolution of Artur Tschistokjow is quite remarkable and gives us some cause for concern - up to a certain point. This man has created a powerful mass movement in a few years and something like that could be dangerous on a grand scale one day. Tschistokjow knows us and our plans and has managed it in a brilliant way to gather millions of discontent people under his leadership. His so called Freedom Movement of the Rus is well organized and extremely militant. Furthermore, he has given his followers more than just a rebellion. He has given them a new belief, a new ideology, and moreover powerful visions of the future. Tschistokjow`s propaganda is intelligent and addresses the patriotic and social instincts of the simple man. And his success is amazing Not even Matsumoto has created a revolutionary movement like this out of nothing. This Russian is fanatical, fearless and seems to be incorruptible, what makes it difficult for us to stop him with ordinary means. Apart from this, Tschistokjow fights our organization with a ruthlessness, as the GSA-reports show 13us, we haven`t seen since decades. Apparently, he is ready for anything and this makes him dangerous “Only a man who knows our plans and is able to speak to the masses can become a danger for us” This is what the writings of the elders say. And the Belarusian president is such a man. If he can expand his influence to Russia and the Ukraine, then uncomfortable times are waiting for us, my fellows The social situation in these regions is completely desolate, and accordingly millions of Russians and Ukrainians are also susceptible for Tschistokjow`s ideology. Our GSA agents expect a revolutionary atmosphere in eastern Europe in the near future. If the Freedom Movement of the Rus is able to unite the impoverished masses against us in Russia, then this could have global political consequences. Desperate and angry crowds have never been a problem for us, as long as they have remained leaderless. But under the banner of a hierarchically run organization and a man like Tschistokjow, they can become lethal weapons Above all, Russia must remain in our hands, because it is the key to Europe and one of the most important countries on earth. So the Council of the Elders will soon decide, when the GCF will invade Belarus and Lithuania to extinguish Tschistokjow and his regime. This should not be a problem. Belarus is not Japan Nevertheless, we have also a so called “Plan B” in our pocket. The risk that millions of frustrated people could rise against us one day, can not be banned only with GCF troops. No, we need something else: A revolutionary movement that has been created by us - and obeys us What we have successfully accomplished in the past, we will now do again. Where the masses are poor and desperate, threating to rise against us, there will be our own 14revolutionary movement, in order to absorb and redirect their anger We will preach a new idea to the malcontents, in order to defuse their revolutionary energy in our sense: We will give them collectivism” A whisper went through the audience and many Lodge Brothers seemed to be confused. However, the chairman of the World Union continued with his speech, outlining the main ideological principles of “collectivism”. Shortly afterwards, he earned thunderous applause. He still spoke for several hours about all kinds of aspects of world politics and explained the next steps of the global brotherhood and the goals of the elders. The devilish ideas and plans stayed behind the closed doors of the lodge house and no ordinary man got to hear them. A loud female voice sounded in Frank`s shabby living room. The young man had come back to his home village for a few days and enjoyed the daily idleness. Now, he was watching a report on Lithuanian television about the Belarusian president, it had the title: “Artur Tschistokjow saves our country”. For more than an hour, the revolutionary policy of the Rus was introduced in all its particulars. The blond rebel leader was shown at the reopening of an industrial plant in Minsk and happy workers thanked him for their new jobs. Shortly afterwards, Frank saw Tschistokjow laughing and joking with some little children in a Belarusian primary school. Then, some citizens of Minsk were interviewed, thanking the president for banishing the foreigners, that the Medschenko government hat brought to Belarus and Lithuania. They said, that the crime rate had significantly declined in all bigger cities since then. At the end of the report, the head of 15state himself was interviewed and talked about the current situation, promising all Belarusians to do everything for a better future. Frank smiled and said to himself: “Well, Artur, there is still a lot to do for us. Nevertheless, we`ll make it somehow. Yes, we can” Artur Tschistokjow and Thorsten Wilden walked down a long corridor in the presidential palace. Outside, a thaw had set in and the huge pile of snow in front of the window was slowly dissolving under the warm rays of the spring sun. “Japan is our official ally now. I have phoned with foreign minister Mori yesterday. Matsumoto has promised to support us with a bigger sum of money”, explained Wilden. Artur seemed to be lost in thought. He just nodded and remained silent for a moment. Then he returned: “Sounds good...” “You`re worried, aren`t you?” “Yes, the World Government will destroy everything we have built up with a single strike. The GCF will come soon, I`m sure, Thorsten”, grumbled the rebel leader in German. “But what can we do against them, Artur? We don`t have the ghost of a chance against the Global Control Force” “The revolution must go on in Russia, the Ukraine and the Baltic countries. This is our only way to survive”, replied Tschistokjow. ”Yesterday there has been a famine riot in Prague. Several thousand people have made an illegal demonstration”, said the foreign minister. “I`ve seen it on television”, answered Artur Tschistokjow. The new president of Belarus looked at his German friend with sad eyes. Then he ran into his office and Wilden followed him. Tschistokjow showed him some papers. 16”Here I will go to Russia and make the Freedom Movement of the Rus bigger. Some of my people are already there, preparing demonstrations and rallies”, said the blond man in German, while he tried to smile. “But at frist, we have to establish the revolution here in Belarus to rebuild the country. We still have so much to do, Artur”, replied his grizzled friend. “This will be your task, Thorsten. I must bring the revolution to Russia and Ukraine. If we stop now, they will quickly smash Belarus down with their military. You understand?” Wilden seemed to be confused, but he quickly realized that Tschistokjow was right. It was impossible to defend a small country like Belarus if the GCF would attack. So the revolution had to be expanded to the east with one goal: Keeping the Lodge Brothers in Russia busy and win the masses for Tschistokjow. Without doubt, Russia was full of millions of poor and desperate people, but a confrontation with the system in would lead to an unspeakably long and hard fight. “If we go now just in defense, then we will soon be destroyed”, remarked Tschistokjow vigorously. “We have to attack There is no other way” Wilden nodded. The joy about the successful coup in Belarus had already been displaced by the concern for the preservation of everything the rebels had achieved in the last years. But Belarus and Lithuania were nothing but two unimportant and tiny countries, compared with Russia. A few days later, Tschistokjow started his work and drove to Smolensk, in order to call his men together. Meanwhile, his supporters had already begun with the distribution of leaflets in the regions near the Belarusian border. At the beginning of April, there was a frist rally with several hundred Rus in the small Russian town Klincy. The police 17behaved reservedly and just observed the demonstrators from the distance. The media in Russia reported in the usual manner about the rally and slandered Tschistokjow`s supporters as “political lunatics” and “terrorists”. Shortly afterwards, Artur`s followers systematically infiltrated the villages and small towns along the eastern border of Belarus, and distributed tens of thousands of pamphlets in only a few days. During this campaign, the Rus got a lot of support among the people in the rural areas, who suffered from poverty and unemployment. After a brief stopover in Minsk, Tschistokjow traveled to Velikie Luki and met some of his Russian comrades. Meanwhile, the men of the Belarusian government continued to implement the political instructions of their leader. Several million Roubles were used to create new jobs. Moreover, a makeshift social insurance system was established. Tschistokjow`s ministers rescued some industrial complexes from collapsing and numerous jobs could be saved. The promotional machinery, that was now in the hand of the Rus, did its work too, carrying the ideas of the new government into the minds of millions. The majority of the people had a lot of sympathies for Tschistokjow and his social measures, which improved the living conditions of hundreds of thousands. Despite everything, all this did not alter the fact that Tschistokjow could fight the social crisis only rudimentarily. His land was diplomatically and economically isolated, and Japan and the Philippines were the only countries which gave Belarus the possibility to export goods. “To Russia?”, groaned Frank. “You must be joking” “No Of course not Artur has already asked for Alf and you. The struggle continues”, answered Wilden seriously. 18“Demonstrations, flyers and fights again?”, huffed Alfred Bäumer indignantly. “Yes, what else Did you really think, that the fight is over? What do you think will happen if we sit back here and take things easy?”, asked the foreign minister of the revolutionary cabinet. “Hey, Thorsten, we are still exhausted from all this...”, moaned Frank. “No Absolutely out of question Either we go on with the political struggle in Russia or the GCF will invade Belarus and our little revolution is over We have to go on with our assault on the system”, exclaimed Wilden excitedly. “We can relax enough one day - in our coffins” “Yes, but...” Alf was stunned, while Wilden was staring at him with a glare. “Our next goal must be Moscow”, declared the gray-haired man then. Frank smiled contemptuously. “Moscow? Are you nuts, Thorsten?” ”No, I am not Artur and me have already analyzed the situation meticulously. There is no other way for us. Belarus alone is nothing. Don`t think, that we live in a mighty fortress that can`t be touched.” Kohlhaas rolled his eyes and looked out the window. Wilden banged on the table. “I see you all in Vitebsk - tomorrow I have to drive back to Minsk now Call Sven and all the others, Frank, we need every man” The village boss turned around, closed the kitchen door and disappeared. Alf was swearing silently and Frank didn`t say anything at all. On the next day, they drove with the others to Vitebsk. After their arrival, Frank and Alfred were sent to Veliz, together with about fifty Rus. Here, they had to spread propaganda material of the freedom movement till the 19southern border of the Russian city Velikie Luki. Subsequently, they were sent to the east of Latvia to do the same. Frank was repeatedly ranting against these “coolie jobs”, but he knew that they were necessary, because without an “intellectual preparation” of the people, they would never revolt in the future. In the meantime, Artur Tschistokjow had organized a rally in Jelgava. About 5000 of his followers came and Kohlhaas led the trooper units once again. During the demonstration, there were a few clashes with the local police, but all in all, the security forces reacted cautiously, because they were outnumbered. However, the ordinary people cordially welcomed the demonstrators. The quality of life of the inhabitants of Latvia and Estonia had increasingly deteriorated in the last months. Everything had become more expensive, from sandwiches to electricity. In return, joblessness was meanwhile the general state among the younger men. Tschistokjow`s television propaganda from Belarus could also be watched in the neighboring regions – although it was illegal - and reached a lot of desperate people who were hoping for a political change. So the Rus found a fertile hotbed for their ideology in the regions beyond the borders of Belarus. At the end of the month, Tschistokjow led more than 30000 people through the Latvian city of Daugapils, marching with them to the main building of the municipal administration. Riots and street fights with the police followed, about 300 people got wounded or even killed. At the end of the day, the Rus had prevailed and the local security forces were forced to give up the city. Frank and Alf had stood in the front row once again, but they finally left Daugapils unharmed. 20

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