Zionist Talmud

[Osamafune]

<ooc>The forum won't let me log out, so I can't use my Moshegur Amirov account </ooc>

-In Ashkelon-

"This is ridiculous!" Abir said. "Where are they all coming from?"

Fire Team E was one of the teams positioned on the highway. Once Raam had entered from Ashkelon's west, things went straight to hell. Little did the Army leaders know, Tikkun Olam had been waiting for this.

Fire Team E, and a handful of other men, had become separated from the rest by twin truck bombings against the highway. They were filled with gasoline, and they were trapped with the flames just above and below them, and a hail of bullets coming from both of the remaining sides.

Seeing the hopelessness of their situation, one of the men used their civilian clothes as a make-shift white flag, and the handful of men surrendered to the rebels.

Raam and Meggido were the only brigades to assist the Knesset if it was to come under a direct attack. In this ill-fated venture, both were utterly decimated, mostly due to the rebels extensive tactical use of roadside bombs. Now there was little to protect the Knesset, which would fall by the end of the week.


-In Yerushaláyim-

"Your people were warned, now you all will pay the price." said a masked gunman, pointing an AK at the backs of several Nuekallayan men and women lined up against the wall. "Yerushaláyim shall be cleansed of all mitnagdim!"

The gunman opened up on the hostages, and they fell in a bloody mess. The next day, the bodies, 11 in all, would turn up in the streets of Yerushaláyim with LEHY carved into their foreheads, and MITNAGED carved into their chests, over their hearts.


-In Ashkelon, a week and a half later-

The few surviving soldiers that were part of the operation in the capitol found themselves in Ashkelon's prison. All things considered, it wasn't as bad as Abir thought it was going to be. All through out the Army were rumors of Tikkun Olam torturing all who surrendered to them, Army soldiers and Masorati rebels alike.

The prison was dark and dank, but the soldiers were fed much better than when they were in the Army. They had little contact with anyone other than their fellow soldiers they were imprisoned with, and the rebels who would bring them their food. This day was different though, as the secular government built around President Moshegur Amirov has capitulated, and Masorati is well on their way to doing the same.

For the first time since being thrown into this hell-hole, the lights came on. A rebel commander walked into the hall. "On this glorious day, Zion has triumphed over one of her many enemies," he said, "and the mitnagdim pigs that were parading themselves as leaders of our lands are now in our custody."

There was a murmur of surprise amongst the prisoners. "The Hazzan, Uziel Gal," he continued, "has been declared Supreme Ruler of the Zionist Krytocracy of Hadera. He has decided to show sympathy towards all soldiers forced to fight under the mitnagdim, and you each have been given the priveledge to serve another tour of duty with the new Haderan Army, or else be declared a mitnaged, and disposed of as such. You have five minutes to make your decision. I will return then."

It was silent for most of the duration of the five minutes. Towards the end, only one had spoken out. It was Abir, who said, "I only joined the Army as a means to support myself under the economy that Moshegur ruined. Hazzan Gal is a blessing to Hadera, anybody with any common sense would join."

The rebel came back with two armed guards, and unlocked each cell. "If you are joining, follow me. If you chose not to, stay where you are." Abir led the pack, while only a couple decided to stay behind. Mordecai was one of them.

[Uziel]

The men of Meggido and Raam, most never having taken of their uniforms since the Battle of Ashkelon, were lined up just outside the prison walls, facing dozens of men armed to the teeth. The rebel commander from before, now resting an AK on his shoulders, was striding back and forth between the two groups of men. "My name is Kaniel Guryon," he said, "and the Hazzan has seen fit to grant me the rank of Rav Alúf, Commander of the Army." Kaniel gave a short pause. "Tikkun Olam is no more. It was effectively dissolved the moment the corrupt Amirov was toppled from power, and the Hazzan was granted power. Now, Tikkun Olam members have dissolved to become either officials in the government, or soldiers in the new Haderan Army. The men you see behind me are your comrades in arms, your brethren, Yehudi, formerly of Tikkun Olam, now soldiers in the Army. But you are all not only soldiers of Hadera, but of Zion!" With that last sentence, a huge roar erupted from all of the men. "You shall be merged into a single unit, to move out and combat the last remaining mitnagdim in our land. But first, there is a little matter we need to take care of here..."

Kaniel put his fingers in his mouth and whistled. Out from the prison came New Army soldiers, leading the shackled prisoners of the Old Army. "As I said previously," Kaniel said, "those who did not join the New Haderan Army shall be declared mitnagdim, and disposed of as such. You are to all move out to the top of Kiryat Gat."

Kiryat Gat is a hill overlooking Ashkelon in the north east. The last part of the city walls from ancient times still exists there. About 200 hundred years ago, this is the location where high-profile criminals would be sent to their deaths. Again, 200 years later, that old practice would be repeated.

"You know the drill." Kaniel said to the New Army soldiers. The prisoners were lead up several flights of stairs to the top of the wall. Stakes were driven into the wall at the edge, ropes were tied to them, and nooses were placed around the necks of the prisoners. On the count of three, all five of the prisoners were shoved off the ledge to their deaths, hanging next to their mitnagdim brethren.