Authors: John Price
Second Term Trilogy
A Novel of America
the Last Days
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Day is Book Three of a trilogy of novels arising from events which may occur in
the second term of an American President based on Biblical prophecy.
A NOVEL OF AMERICA
IN THE LAST DAYS
2014 © by John Price
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for the day."
day of your watchmen, of your punishment, has come"
"Behold, it is coming and it will
about, declares the Lord.
is the day of which I have spoken."
word of the
came to me:
"Son of man, set your face toward Gog, of the land of
, the chief prince of
and Tubal (currently known as Russia), and prophesy against him and say, Thus
says the Lord God: Behold, I am against you, O Gog, chief prince of
and Tubal..…Persia (currently known as Iran),
Cush (Currently known as
and Sudan), and Put
(currently known as Libya) are with them, all of them with shield and helmet
and all his hordes; Beth-
(currently Turkey and parts of Eastern Europe previously under Soviet
domination - Muslim population) from the uttermost parts of the north with all
his hordes—many peoples are with you….
many days you will be called to arms. In the latter years you will go against
the land that is restored from war, the land whose people were gathered from
many peoples upon the mountains of Israel, which had been a continual waste.
Its people were brought out from the peoples and now dwell securely, all of
them. You will advance, coming on like a storm. You will be like a cloud
covering the land, you and all your hordes, and many peoples with you. (Ezekiel
38:1-3, 5-6, 8-9)
time to annihilate Israel must surely be near. Russian Colonel
carefully read each day’s digital flash
traffic from Moscow. What he had not yet seen, but was anxious to read, was the
PREPARE TO INVADE ISRAEL.
For the last several weeks thousands of troops from Russia, Iran, Libya and
Turkey poured into Damascus, chosen as the staging area for the upcoming
invasion of Israel. The only thing needed now was the joint final attack order
from Moscow and Tehran.
view was that he had been
stationed in Damascus too long. He missed the tasty borscht and other food and
drink which he previously enjoyed in Moscow. He was tired of eating mostly
Syrian food for the last fourteen months, during which his assignment from the
Coalition was to assemble and store thousands of armored military vehicles.
Twenty acres of warehouses at
Highway (Route 7)
and Hafez Al
Road sheltered Russian and Iranian
tanks, assault vehicles, troop carriers, mobile rocket launchers and other
instruments of war.
the warehouses the assault force would travel thirty miles southwest along
Highway to reach the border with Israel. Once in
Israel, the distance to Tel Aviv was just over a hundred miles. The
Colonel’s review of terrain maps showed that the average driving time
from Damascus to Tel Aviv was five hours and twenty-two minutes. He multiplied
the projected travel time by ten, given that the average speed of the armored vehicles
in his warehouses was ten percent of that of a highway motor vehicle. Traveling
by day only, Colonel
calculated that he
could enter Tel Aviv within four days of his departure from Damascus. He also
was painfully aware of the fact that his standing order was to immediately halt
the Coalition assault force should the United States militarily oppose the
invasion. Should America intervene by force of arms Colonel
was to make a one hundred and eighty degree turn back to Damascus. Moscow,
though, rated the odds that the US would come to Israel’s defense at less
on time, the Colonel’s aide brought his noon lunch, the only meal of the
day he enjoyed, as it usually consisted of food as close as possible to that of
Dark bread, sliced tongue, stone ground
mustard and a
of Stolichnaya vodka.
The aide knocked,
entered into the
Colonel’s makeshift command center on the second floor of the expansive
warehouse. From his office the Colonel looked out at the sea of Russian and
Iranian armored vehicles. He wondered how soon it would be before the Coalition
launched the attack, He doubted that the over one hundred fifty thousand
soldiers now scattered in Damascus would be staying in the Syrian city very
much longer. The cost alone of doing so militated against a substantial delay.
As he finished the last of his lunch, swallowing the final gulp of Stolichnaya,
the satellite phone on his desk commenced loudly buzzing, crawling slightly
across his desk as it sounded.
quickly grabbed the satellite phone, saying in his Ukrainian accented Russian,
this is Vladimir. I have
news for you. You have been patient in waiting….but it is now
time….Time to launch our
joint invasion of Israel. Your command orders will be digitally flashed to you
on the secure communications system, of course, but I wanted to give you an
advance call. Expect your orders within the hour. As the Attack Commander you
are expected to be in Tel Aviv within no more than five days, less if possible.
Your attack is to begin prior to dawn tomorrow morning. Understood?"
Thank you, Mister President, for this call. We
let you down. We won’t let