The Almighty Dominance
Chapter 417
Bella sat in the command room like a queen on a high throne.
Around her, twenty secretaries waited-each one a machine with a name and a job. Their eyes tracked every screen; their fingers hovered over keyboards.
They waited for Bella's next order.
"The Los Angeles internet is down," Bella said.
"Alfred ordered a blackout-no feeds, no leaks. He wants this city blind while he does what he's doing."
Outside the blackout, the military, police, and the truly connected elite still got updates through satellite links.
They weren't going blind. Only the masses were.
"I want every line severed. Cut the city off from the world-land, cellular, and satellite. Six hours. Absolute blackout."
She looked at two secretaries. "You two, make that happen?"
"Roger. We'll link to the hackers and fire up the jammers-sweep starts now," one replied immediate.
"Good." Bella nodded and the two moved to the console, fingers already dialing, voices already routing contacts.
"Last week we set the special comms for our people and the rebel leaders," Bella added.
"Keep that channel secure. We will move them to the target on my mark."
"We're linking with the rebels, Vermont's elite soldiers, the homeless leaders, LA gangsters, and VIPs," another five secretaries said as they slid into their stations and took over the logistics feed.
They were now responsible for every connection.
Bella began issuing orders-sharp and exact-directing thousands like a conductor bringing an orchestra to a single, brutal note.
Her commands were small, clean bullets: one instruction, then the next, no wasted breath.
The field answered in rhythm.
Up on a famous Los Angeles rooftop, a different kind of storm was unfolding.
LA's rich and bored gathered to watch the city burn. They stood with champagne, smoke and light painting their faces.
"This is the best party ever," one young adult shouted, voice thin with inherited arrogance, raising a glass.
"After this purge, Charles Kingston promised me fifty young women," another slurred, grinning like a wolf. "Imagine what we can do with that many."
"He promised me one hundred twenty strong people to play the life-and-death game," someone else said, eyes glittering with excitement.
stream the real squid game live. We could bet money while they
the best," a voice crowed, pride and
harsh laugh cut
contempt. "Came from poor Vancouver and now
him cash and power and he'll become your lapdog," another said, eyes cold. “I've heard he'd sell his only daughter
smile. "No conscience, no restraint. We can do
Crowds shoved, screamed, fought, and killed—each one
parties still glittered. Champagne poured, music roared, and money kept the lights bright while the city below drowned in
someone at the rooftop suddenly shouted, panic cracking
"But that old greedy Kingston promised the feeds for
wifi are cut
it," someone else barked, forcing a laugh that didn't reach his eyes. "Keep the party-after tonight, Los Angeles
dozen people carrying semi-automatic weapons pushed through the revolving doors and stormed into the
forward, faces tight with a welcome they'd
through the crowd without
rooftop," she said,
men, room boys, and
take them down. They started killing our people-now it's time to
not. After tonight,
the elevator. The maid swiped her access card to the penthouse; the lift hummed
whispered through
been molesting us for years. They get away with it because the Governor
delayed, but never lost." The rebel leader lifted his hand.
in God nodded-because tonight there was no choice between
the leader breathed, voice low and raw, "in this hour of kill or be killed, we have
and free this place. If we fall, welcome us home. If
and the doors slid open to
burst out at once, rifles
a roar, they pulled
gunfire thundered through the penthouse, bullets hunting for souls as
become beasts, driven only by the need to
celebrating,
the distant crack of
through the penthouse, cutting the
chaos on the streets below. Rich or pool every face looked
the night, shredding silk and flesh alike. Men fell mid-toast, beer spilling from their mouths and mixing with blood
screamed, clawing at the wounds, smearing
weren't invisible either. The poor had broken through, and now the rich stood face-to-face with
its work-tearing flesh,
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