False Flag by Bobby Akart

High Street, he found O’Brien pacing the floor. He took Brad’s advice to heart and tried not to come on too strong with his governor , but the opportunity to gain his confidence worked out perfectly. O’Brien and Pearson watched the training exercises most of the day before getting bored. Captain Gibson had no intention of creating leaders out of the band of thieves designated the Citizen Corps enforcement team. In fact, the physical aspect of the training today made them look more foolish than like leaders.
    This was Gibson’s first opportunity to be alone with O’Brien and Pearson. He would have to tread lightly to further gain their trust.
    Pearson announced himself as he entered the room. “Great training day, don’t you think, Governor?”
    Good start .
    O’Brien pulled up a chair at the end of the table and crushed the cushion as he sat. “I thought so too, Pearson,” he replied. “Captain, you seemed to work them pretty hard at times. These men aren’t soldiers, they’re leaders. I need them to understand tactics, not how to run through an obstacle course.”
    “Yes, sir, I understand,” said Gibson. “The training schedule for the week will be progressive in nature, sir. I’m trying to take a twelve-week basic-training matrix and condense it into a week or so. Certain aspects can be eliminated, but they’ll be ready when I’m done with them.”
    “How long?” asked O’Brien. He motioned for Pearson and Gibson to sit. “When will they be ready?”
    “I think I can have them ready by Monday to perform basic law enforcement functions,” replied Gibson. “You refer to them as team leaders . May I assume that they will have subordinates under their command? And will they require similar training, sir?”
    “I need them ready by the end of the day Thursday,” said O’Brien.
    “Ready for what, may I ask, sir?” asked Gibson.
    “Ready to do the President’s business, that’s what!” O’Brien sternly replied. “In case no one has noticed, there is chaos in the streets and I need a fighting force to deal with it. My people! ”
    Gibson was taken back by O’Brien’s sudden change in mood. He went from a normal state of mind to a much more volatile attitude. His face showed the sudden shift as well. Even Pearson noticed it.
    “Of course, sir,” said Gibson, trying to pacify the man. “I will accelerate their program. Is there anything in particular you’d like me to focus on?” Gibson was probing, trying to see what the governor had in mind.
    “Arrest procedures, for starters. They need to learn how to quickly gain control of a situation and subdue someone who refuses to cooperate with their demands. I want them to learn advanced interrogation techniques as well. They also need a day of weapons training.”
    “Speaking of weapons, the President is insisting that we try to get all weapons off the street,” said Pearson. “I can provide you some suggestions based upon successes in other jurisdictions.”
    “Let’s hear them,” said O’Brien.
    He was calming down again. Gibson observed these highs and lows in O’Brien’s demeanor. He was an open book. This would make it easier to manipulate him. Gibson had already used the fear-then-relief procedure earlier in the day. By playing on O’Brien’s ego, he was able to elevate his importance while placing an element of fear in the back of O’Brien’s mind. Gibson was able to disarm O’Brien’s defenses, which made him less likely to be mindful or make rational decisions. Gibson had easily manipulated O’Brien into accepting him as head of his security detail.
    Pearson continued. “Two things have helped in this regard. First, the governors are ordering all gun stores and pawnshops to turn over their weapons to the Citizen Corps. This not only removes a large portion of weapons off the street, but it helps arm the newly designated law enforcement personnel in performing their duties.”
    “How the hell does that work? Do we