The airplane attacks had let up. General Chavo Oso was very disturbed by this. He was wondering why the attacks would slow down, let alone stop, when they had been going on non-stop for so long. It was the middle of the night and nearing dawn, but that had never stopped the Americans before.
The colonel whom Oso had grabbed earlier during the bombing run came running towards him.
"I'm very disturbed by this, colonel. Do you think the Americans are ready to attack? Do you think they're about to make that major offensive?"
"I very much doubt it sir."
The colonel produced from his pocket a folded sheet of paper. It was a transcribed set of orders. It was from Almacen himself.
"Oh, my God!" Oso exclaimed, "It's all over. The tides have turned."
Trying to calm his commander, the colonel said, "Well, sir, no iron fist can stay clenched forever. Eventually the fingers will be pryed loose."
Oso looked wildly around.
"You don't understand. They'll lynch me, colonel," he said, his eyes wild like that of an animal's, then, suddenly, they hardened, "Well, they'll never take me alive."
The general pulled a grenade off of his belt. It was more for show than actual use as the general rarely lowered himself to actual battle. He pulled the pin and dropped it, but held the grenade.
Realizing what the man was going to do, the colonel turned and ran as fast as he could away. As he ran he could hear Oso's last words.
"Good bye Mexico. Good bye Coalition. Good bye Fascism."
A moment later the grenade detonated, and small bits of Chavo Oso pattered down on the ground like rain. Almost simultaneously the sun rose and blood red light illuminated the landscape.
"Manuscripts don't burn"
- Mikhail Bulgakov
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