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„Anyhow, it has still become worse this year, as I have
already expected it. More monitoring, more unemployed
people, more homeless people, more crime and more war in
the streets, as everywhere . . Central Europe", where the so
called philanthropists give us their political benedictions! "
„He talks about politics again. . . ", groaned Frank.
. . What will we do now? What will we do on 01. March 2029,
when probably between one and two million spectators
come to Paris? ", asked Wilden the others.
„lf the media and so many people are there, why don't we
make any spectacular actions? With transparencies for
example. . . ", suggested a villager.

„We plan a lot of such things, and we don't need any foreign
assistance for these simple campaigns. We have enough
men in France for actions like that! ", explained one of the
Frenchmen and shook his head.

. . Perhaps, we should join the crowd and. . . ", said a young
man.

. . Wait! ", interrupted him Frank suddenly. „We kill that Leon-
Jack Wechsler! Than we would set an example! "
Wilden and the others turned their heads toward the dark
corner, from where the bold proposal had come. Frank
stared back and kept a straight face.
. . Forget about that, boy! Around Wechsler is a security zone
of two kilometers, full of GCF soldiers, agents and cops! ",
said a man and looked disdainfully at Frank.
„No more nonsens! Just shut up! ", hissed Alf nervously.
. . Well, but throwing leaflets at the soldiers during the parade,
or stick out the tongue at the governor, is just pathetic! ",
returned Frank. „l will kill this son of a bitch! Who comes
with me? "

Now Wilden intervened, because many visitors became
angry: „We should be realistic. There is no place here for
macho behaviour, boy! "



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„l'm not joking! Absolutely not! ", screamed Frank. „l know

that it is dangerous, but I don't fear death. Thus, who wants

to follow me? Let us kill this motherfucker! "

„Enough, Kohlhaas! ", yelled Wilden.

„Who are you, young man, that you have such a big mouth?

You are hardly a few days here and you already play the big

gorilla! ", insulted him a young woman from the other corner

of the room.

. . That's right! You are that crazy guy from the holo cell. And

there, your brain has been damaged! ", shouted someone in

Frank's direction.

„We don't need your show, boy! ", it came from the side.

„Now, shut up! This is just embarrassing! ", railed Alf and

nudged Frank.

„l am Frank Kohlhaas! I say it now, in front of all of you,

although I don't know the most of you very well. I will go to

Paris to kill this fucking Wechsler, if you give me the

weapons and the equipment. Maybe I die! So what? I just

give a shit on that!

I swear, by my honour and my name, the good name of my

father and my sister, who were murdered by people like this

bastard Wechsler. If I change my opinion tomorrow, then I

beg you, to shoot me, because then I have no right to life

anymore! ", screamed Kohlhaas.

Baumer sighed and held his head. Others looked

disbelievingly at Frank. Nevertheless, some of the villagers

seemed to be fascinated by the young fanatic. Julia Wilden

belonged to the latter group, as Kohlhaas hoped.

„The guy is crazy! ", Frank heard someone say.

Wilden tried to interrupt Frank's lecture: . . Well, I would like

to tell you a little more about the political situation. Frank,

just shut up now! "

But the young man had not finished yet: „l have to say

something to you glorious rebels! And you shall listen to my



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words: I WILL KILL LEON-JACK WECHSLER! Or the cops
will kill me! I mean it. If necessary, I will go all alone. It
would only be nice, if one of you brave warriors could give
me a map of Paris. If I should have changed my opinion
tomorrow, then you have to kill me! I ask you again: Who
comes with me? "

A loud mutter went through the barn. Alf looked
embarrassingly at the ground and tried to explain his
neighbor that Frank could also be "normal".
It took some minutes for Wilden to restore silence.
Meanwhile, the young man had gone back to his corner
again and seemed to have calmed down.
„Mannomann! ", hummed Baumer. . . Everyone here reputes
you as a total crank now. Killing Leon-Jack Wechsler? Such
an imbecility! "

Alf s friend didn't answer and just looked at him with cold
eyes, then he grinned grimly. For the rest of the meeting,
which lasted not much longer anymore, Frank behaved
calmly, giving a black look to everyone, who seemed to
doubt about his fanatical resoluteness.
The two Frenchmen, Baptiste and Hugo, who obviously
belonged to a patriotic group from Northern France, briefly
explained, what they had planned for the day of the festival.
They were sure that the masses in the capital of former
France would be dissatisfied and rebellious enough, to go
on the barricades. Some Islamic groups from Paris had also
agreed to a temporary pact with the organization of the two
Frenchmen, although both sides actually were sworn
enemies. But on this particular day, they would fight against
a common opponent, the World Government, and so they
had put their differences aside this time. However, they just
postponed their fight for the supremacy in former France. It
was not improbable that the new governor of . . Central
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parts of the population, but whether they would dare it, to

carry their discontent on the streets, was another question.

Leon-Jack Wechsler and the whole World Government were

internally hated by many people, but the powerful had an

enormous might, which the masses feared with good

reason.

The police force and the monitoring functioned. The GCF

troops, which mostly consisted of mercenaries from

overseas, who had no closer relationship to France or

Europe and therefore shot at the native population without

hesitation, if they received the order to do this, were

numerous. Furthermore, they had deadly weapons,

particularly to strike down large crowds.

Soldiers of French origin mostly served in countries far

away and not in their homeland. So they also had no

connection to the people they had to control. Like that were

the rules of the New World Order.

GCF soldiers of German origin preferentially served in this

time as occupying forces in the Near East or in Africa, while

old Germany was occupied by GCF soldiers from Africa,

Asia and other regions. And so it was everywhere.

When the meeting came to an end and the visitors left the

large barn, Frank was examined by many of them. Alfred

Baumer was still confused. His fellow seemed to stand

close to insanity. Julia Wilden finally came to him and

tapped the young Kohlhaas on the shoulder.

„Hey, Frank! ", she said quietly. The rebel turned around and

stared at her.

„What the hell was that? You know that your idea is just

madness! What is wrong with you, Frank? ", she asked

quizzically.

„rm all right, Fraulein! ", answered Frank harshly.

„However, you will not really try this? ", she returned.

„Of course I will try it! Do you think, Tm a twaddler? "



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„None of us would come only hundred meters in the vicinity

of Wechsler", remarked the woman.

„This will be my problem - and not yours! You can organize

a city map of Paris for me, this would be a great help,

Julia! ", answered Kohlhaas and regarded Wilden's daughter

with a vacant expression.

„l know, you think that many of the other villagers don't take

you to be a real rebel - and it is also partly correct - but

such a suicide operation is just senseless", said Julia, trying

to change his mind.

„lf you say so. It is my life and my concern. I don't force you

to come with me. Hand out your leaftlets or spray some

philosophical slogans on the walls. I will do, what I think is

right! ", said Frank. „The others may think, what they want. I

don't care about these idiots. They want to be rebels? I can

only laugh! Well, the release operation of Alf and me was

not bad, but we have to do more things like that. Those

fucking guys, who destroy our lives, just think that they are

invulnerable! But they can also bleed and die like all other

people too. It's time to hold them accountable for all this

shit! It's time to make them pay for all their crimes, Julia!

And I will show those fucking pigs, that they can also be

switched off. I will go to your father tomorrow and then I will

ask him, to give me the necessary equipment for my

operation! ".

„But. . . ", whispered Julia.

„l have to go now! ", said Frank and left the young woman

alone.

The following days were full of disputes with Alf and Wilden,
who meant that the Frank had made a fool of himself.
Nevertheless, he didn't listen to them and became
obsessed by the thought, to kill the governor of . . Central
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his proposals were not stupid at all, although they appeared
crazy and daring.

„You want to enter Paris as a visitor with your falsified

Scanchip. Okay, that could be possible", said Wilden.

„Border controls had already been abolished, since the

times of the European Union, and today, in a time of free

trade, they would be even inconceivable, from the economic

point of view. The close monitoring of the masses is much

more effective. "

Yes, I know! ", answered Frank impatiently. „How can I get

through this security zone to shoot Wechsler? Should I take

a sniper rifle to kill this guy? ", asked Kohlhaas.

„This will be difficult, because in the periphery of at least

one kilometer, security forces will be everywhere, also on

the high buildings and of course inside the zone", replied the

village boss.

„When will the police establish this secured area? ", asked

Frank.

„Maybe two or three days before the event. But I don't

believe that you could hide there somewhere, boy! ",

returned Wilden.

J will find a way. If they kill me or not, is not important for

me anymore. I only have to get in that zone - this would be

enough", murmured Kohlhaas.
"Well, you could support us with other operations in a much

better way, Frank. Have you ever thought about that?

Operations, that will not end in suicide", Wilden tried to

explain.

„Perhaps! But I have already said it in front of all the men at

the meeting, and now there is no more truning back. But

how? ", said Kohlhaas thoughtfully.

„As you may think fit. . . ", groaned the village boss.



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„lf there is no way to reach this scumbag at the surface,

then I must look for an alternative. . . ? ", pondered Kohlhaas.

„But I have just no knowledge about this damn city. "

„What do you mean? ", Wilden was baffled.

"If I wanted to make such a job in Berlin, my hometown, I

would come through any tunnels, old underground pits or

something like that", said Frank.

„You would find a lot of tunnels in Paris. This city is more

undermined than each anthill, there are probably

innumerable underground entrances, particularly in the

inner part of the city", admitted Wilden.

„Who can give me more informations about this? These two

Frenchmen are nevertheless still here for a few days,

right? ", mumbled Frank.

„Well, I hardly believe that they know every tunnel under

Paris. In addition, they are from the north of the country. But

there are construction plans of tunnels and sewers in the

data bases of the administration or on the Internet. You

should ask HOK!

Each official document must also be published in English.

This is a regulation. Thus, you don't even need to be able to

understand French. Just ask HOK! Nevertheless, it's a

completely crazy idea! Either you will get lost in these holes

or they will shoot you. But you will never reach Wechsler! ",

prophesied Wilden.

But he just underestimated Frank's imaginativeness and

obstinacy. Only a few hours later, after he had reconsidered

and noted, which weapons and articles of equipment had to

be used for the assassination, Kohlhaas ran to HOK and

forced him to look for some plans of the underground of

Paris.

While Frank passionately told HOK his plans, the computer

expert just groaned, because the young hotspur had

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Kohlhaas the favour and entered the world of data bases
and electronic construction plans. HOK fortunately was a
researcher nature and after approximately half an hour, he
was also fascinated by his new task.
It lasted a while, until he had found so informations. Paris
was really more hollowed out than all the other cities in
Europe. Meanwhile, about 16 million people lived in the
metropolis and the city drowned in its own dirt and stench.
Since 1850, when most of the tunnels and the
comprehensive metro system had been built, the old capital
of France stood on a network of mile-long corridors.
Already in 2010, the underground system could not be
extended anymore, because the workers had already found
old tunnels and holes everywhere .

After the world economic crisis in 2012/13 and during the
following years, many metro lines had been closed in
consequence of substantial budget cuts. After 2018, it had
become worse, what still annoyed the people of Paris down
to the present day.

Today many old underground tunnels were unused and led
into nowhere. The tunnel system was so enormous, that
even official construction plans could not completely show
the numerous tunnels below the city. Nevertheless, HOK
found some interesting data bases and struggled through
mountains of new informations. The hours passed and the
thick man was soon completely absent-minded again.
„Until tomorrow, I will search for some nice tunnels and
corridors for you, which will lead you that close to
Wechslefs speech desk, that you can tickle his feet.
If the plans are still relevant at all, I can't say, Frank. And I
can't give you a warranty. Much has changed in the last
years. Many old, abandoned tunnels and so on. . . ", he said
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Kohlhaas waited for results and already imagined details of

his assassination attempt in his mind.

„Have fun with all these plans, my friend. I will go now.

Thank you! ", answered Frank and left HOK's house with a

happy smile.

After approximately one week, HOK and Frank had

prepared a detailed plan, which should lead the rebel

through a tunnel system of almost three kilometers.

The avenue of Paris, which had been called „Avenue de

Champs Elysees" in former times, had been renamed in

„Avenue of Humanity" in 2018, and the triumpal arch, one of

the old landmarks of the city, had been torn down in 2019.

Just as the Eifel tower, which had been dismantled one year

later. In place of the "Arc de Triomphe", the new rulers had

built a modern art building called "Temple of Tolerance", a

giant dark pyramide.

Moreover, the "Avenue of Humanity" had intensively been

converted, whereby many of the old historical houses had

been replaced by concrete buildings of an "unity-look".

After initial protests, the citizens of Paris had become

accustomed to them. They simply had other problems than

worrying about the preservation of old landmarks or houses.

And there were still further plans to separate the city more

thoroughly from its old face, because modern slaves did not

need an own identity or senses of home.

The parade of the GCF occupation troops should take place

on 01. 03. 2029, at the „Avenue of Humanity", just as other

events to entertain the crowd. A part of the long, old street

would be a fenced off, accessible for nobody. About thirty

meters in front of the thing, called „Temple of Tolerance",

the speaker's plattform, where Leon-Jack Wechsler would

open the ceremonies, should be erected.

The masses, that would fill the streets around the security

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which would be set up to hundreds along the "Avenue of

Humanity" and in the whole city.

What was allowed, to be admired from the proximity, were

the GCF soldiers and the policemen, who would

demonstrate strength, marching down the boulevard.

The governor of the administrative sector . . Central Europe"

would bring the "great message of humanity" of the New

World Order, and the parade of the security forces and the

military would show the people, that it was healthier to

believe that message - in case of doubt.

It was a tremendous insanity to go to the dirty metropolis to

kill this polititian. Nevertheless, Frank Kohlhaas bred it in his

mind. He had nothing to lose. It could nothing happen worse

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Procrastination is the Thief of Time!



. . Procrastination is the thief of time! "
. . Procrastination is the thief of time! "
. . Procrastination is the thief of time! "

Frank still fed his illusion and repeated this slogan like a
prayer. In the following days he was just concerned about
the fact that he would become scared. But retreat was not
allowed anymore, he had to remain hard and Kohlhaas did
also not allow his resoluteness, to get any cracks.
„l_eon-Jack Wechsler must die. . . die. . . die! ", he recited
himself again and again.

Meanwhile, Alf got out of his way most of the time.
Nevertheless, he was fascinated by the idea of creeping
through tunnels get into the security zone. And sometimes
he even thought about following his crazy buddy to Paris.
To kill the governor and to cause riots in one of the most
important cities of the continent, was a great chance and
could have sweeping political consequences.
Furthermore, the possibility of participating in a "big thing"
was offered to him. In this point, he had to agree with Frank.
However, he also had nothing to lose and what kind of rebel
would he be, if he bitched out now?

The days passed and Alfred could hardly sleep. Should he
really join the operation? But how? Creeping through
tunnels, then emerging and shooting at Wechsler?
That would be their certain death, even if it functioned. They
just wouldn't survive this. Escaping from the security zone
would simply be impossible, Alf was sure. He had to talk to
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The first week of the new month had almost passed and hail

came from the dark sky outside. Frank and Alfred sat in the

kitchen and had a hard day behind them. Kohlhaas had

mused for days and was still not completely content. He had

asked HOK for more construction plans of sewers and other

tunnels below Paris, but he had come to no solution.

Alfred ended the silence. „You have said, we can come to

you, if we want to join the operation, right? Okay, I have

thought about it and came to the decision, not to let you do

this crazy job alone, Frank. "

„Aha, this sounds good to me. You really want to help me? ",

returned Frank with a smile.

Alfred looked back and said: „More or less, but I need some

more informations about all this. The idea with the sewers

and tunnels seems to be not bad at all and HOK has

already given some plans to you. Did you meanwhile study

them sufficiently? "

„Yes, I did! "

"Anyway, that's not enough! ", answered Alf.

„Thus, your plan is to come somehow into the proximity of

that "Temple of Tolerance", through these sewers or

tunnels, right? And then you want to shoot at Wechsler? ",

asked Baumerwith surprise.

„About that! ", said Frank.

"But you should know, that the entrances to the sewers in

the direct proximity of the event, will all be weld shut by the

police. I think, two or three days before the spectacle",

returned Alf.

Frank recognized that his friend had found a weak point of

his plan: „You are probably right. I already have seen this on

television, in some reports. This could be! Shit! "

„You have to modify your plan. In addition, I don't have the

desire to join a suicide operation. And it would be nothing

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governor, who is surrounded by countless cops," said

Baumer thoughtfully.

„Maybe you Ye right. . . ", answered Frank and moaned. „Then

make a proposal, Baumer! "

„Hmmm. . . perhaps. . . "

Alfred took a slip, on which he had written something. He

hesitated for some seconds and sifted the small note for the

most important details of his plan.

Finally he said: „We go into a channel, a tunnel or

something like that, in the distance of two or three

kilometers - in an insignificant side street, by night.

I have to study HOK's documents. However, we need

something else than an usual handgun, which we couldn't

use at all in the worst case, if the security forces really had

locked all the gully covers around the "Temple of Tolerance"

before the event. "

"Get ready with you speech! ", said Kohlhaas.

J talk about an explosive charge, that we place under

Wechslefs ass and blow him up in front of the eyes of the

world public. I thought of NDC-23. The stuff is easy to carry

and highly concentrated. Twenty kilograms are sufficient, to

destroy a part of the canal system, the square in front of this

so called "Temple of Tolerance" and of course this fucking

governor!

We could transport it in backpacks into the tunnel system

and bring it to explode below the speaker's platform. Of

course, we will use a time fuse so that we can escape

before the big burst! ", explained Alfred and seemed to be

enthusiastic.

„Damn! A great idea! ", said Frank and banged on the table.

John or one the others can organize the explosive for us.

Above all, the Russians sell a lot of NDC-23 on the black

market, mostly remnants of the dissolved army of the former

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. . Moreover, we must assume that some tunnel entrances

remain blocked for us, either because workers of the public

utilities are still working there, or because of the security

forces, that had locked them", explained Alf.

Frank scratched his head and cogitated. Alfred's plan

pleased him.

„We need some blowtorchs to open locks or grids, if

necessary", remarked Baumer. „We have a few in the

village here. It is no problem to take them. "

. . Brilliant! ", said Frank enthusiastically.

Alf continued: „And there is one more thing. If they scan the

tunnel system with infrared in the morning before the event,

we should have some cooling covers to cloak ourselves.

John can obtain them. Nevertheless, the whole operation is

really dangerous.