JUST IN: SECRET BEHIND THE CORONAVIRUS LEAKED
Feb 29, 2020
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I am a senior Chinese military intelligence officer and I know
the truth about the coronavirus outbreak. It is far worse than
the media are telling you.
I am a Chinese citizen in Wuhan who occupies — or perhaps
occupied — a high-ranking position in military intelligence. I
am also a member of the Chinese Communist Party. As a senior
official near the top of the Party, I have access to a great
deal of classified information and I have been involved in many
top secret government projects. I have a doctorate from a
leading university in a western country, which is why I am able
to write my account in English.
I have information that I
believe could lead to the overthrow of my government. It is also
relevant to billions of people outside of China, all of whom are
now in existential peril.
It will not surprise you to
hear that if my identity were to be revealed, my life would be
in grave danger, as would those of my wife and son. I ask you to
respect the fact that I have stripped out of this account all
facts that would make it easy to identify me.
By now you will be familiar
with the recent outbreak of 2019-nCoV, also known as NCP, or
simply "coronavirus". You will have heard that it originated in
Wuhan, an industrial city in China, and that it came from an
animal — most likely a bat or a pangolin — that was sold in a
wild animal market. You will have been told that it is an
influenza-like illness that can in severe cases cause pneumonia,
respiratory failure and death. Finally, you may have heard that
although the disease is highly infectious, it is dangerous only
to the elderly or to those who have a compromised immune system.
The official lethality rate is approximately 2% or so.
All of that is a bunch of lies
concocted by the Chinese state with the tacit support of the
U.S. deep state and its friends in the European Union, Russia
and Australia, and spread by the docile media in all of those
countries.
Let me start by telling you
that the world does not operate the way you think it does.
Although countries like the US and China vie for global
dominance, that competition is restricted to certain limited
areas. In most ways, the two countries are more interested in
cooperation so that they can stop other competing countries from
gaining more power. They also have a shared interest in keeping
real power out of the hands of their "ordinary" citizens. To
this end, they have many different mechanisms by which they
control the overwhelming majority of their media outlets. The
Americans in particular have perfected the art of creating
made-up "divisions" between their two main parties which are
designed to hide the fact that both serve the same masters.
These same nations also posses
technology that is far more advanced than you can imagine and
which is kept carefully hidden from public view. This includes
advanced artificial intelligence capable of undermining and
deciding any election in the world; biological and chemical
agents that can manipulate and control the thinking patterns and
behaviours of citizens to terrifying degrees; highly
sophisticated manipulation techniques using hypnotic practices
entirely unknown to the public; and other things that I will not
go into now. My point is that the great nations do not compete
so much as work together. Their principal goal is to shield the
true workings of the world from the "uninitiated" public.
Just to give you one example,
there aren’t actually any nuclear weapons anywhere in the world.
The U.S. and the Soviet Union scrapped them all in the 1970s, as
did their client states. Everyone realised that those weapons
could not be used without destroying the whole world, so there
was no need for them; but by pretending that they still had
them, the big players were able to keep the non-nuclear powers
in line.
Let me return to the virus.
Last year, large-scale
anti-government protests erupted in Hong Kong. The Standing
Committee of the Chinese Communist Party considered these to be
a grave threat to the integrity and stability of the motherland.
The U.S. government and the EU both knew that the Chinese were
secretly working on a biological agent that was supposed to make
the protesters docile and obedient. Without going into detail, I
worked on that project. We tried to develop a sort of spray that
could be dispersed from helicopters or drones and that would
lead to mental retardation and behavioural change.
Naturally, as Hong Kong is one
of the most open and international cities in the world, the
Party decided that it was too risky to release the agent in Hong
Kong without first testing it. For this, it needed a great
number of human guinea pigs. Two groups were identified for
this.
First, we rounded up a large
number of so-called "islamic radicals" in Xinjiang Province and
took them to what we called "training camps". We had already
been using these camps for human experimentation for several
years, but the Hong Kong protests meant that we redoubled our
efforts. We exposed the inmates to various "alpha" experimental
agents. As these were odourless and invisible, the subjects were
not aware that they were taking part in medical trials. The
resulting high rates of cancer, premature dementia, suicidal
depression and death by organ failure could easily be
suppressed, as the camps are located in very remote parts of our
motherland.
Once the initial experiments
had yielded a "beta" agent, it was transported to Hubei
Province, where it was deployed in a special military testing
facility outside the city of Wuhan. This was not even a
particularly well-kept secret: the existence of this facility
has been reported in international news. Even the fact that it
is located close to the wild animal market is a known fact.
By then our President had
already introduced a "social credit" system that allowed us to
identify disloyal, counter-revolutionary and bourgeois elements
in our society. Using the social credit scores — which are taken
from online activity, electronic shopping behaviour and reports
from informers in civil society — we selected some of the worst
offenders. These included human rights lawyers and activists,
Christians, homosexuals, artists, intellectuals, people who
speak foreign languages, and other undesirables.
Once these troublemakers had
been collected and placed in the testing facility, we exposed
them to the Agent, which is biochemical in nature and spread in
an invisible aerosol, akin to certain viruses. Initial results
were encouraging, as we saw significant cognitive decline and
reduction in higher mental processing facilities. Essentially,
our undesirables were becoming mildly mentally disabled, which
is precisely the effect we wanted to produce in order to pacify
the restive population of Hong Kong.
Unfortunately, it quickly
became apparent that the Agent also had other effects. About one
week after the retardation set in, our subjects developed major
anxiety and panic attacks. Eventually they developed symptoms
akin to those of paranoid schizophrenics. At that point, their
bodies rapidly deteriorated. They developed massive internal
bleeding; the walls of their arteries dissolved; they bled out
of their eyes and orifices, and their tissue disintegrated.
To put it in a more direct
Western manner, they started to melt.
Death usually occurred through
multiple organ failure. This was preceded by at least five days
of severe agony which could not be alleviated by painkillers. It
was at this time that I first violated our protocol: one
subject, an elderly lady who had published defamatory cartoons
of our President, begged me for death with such insistence that
I took pity and shot her. I was reprimanded, but fortunately the
complaint was dropped when I agreed to reimburse the cost of the
bullet. I swore to myself never again to show such unnecessary
emotion.
We decided that our Agent was
unusable. It was far too destructive for our purposes. We wanted
the population of Hong Kong to submit to us; we did not want to
exterminate it.
Naturally, our American friends
had by then taken an interest in our work and asked us for a
sample for their own research and testing purposes. They hinted
that they wished to use it to resolve certain difficulties in
Venezuela. Normally we would have agreed, as we maintain
friendly relations with the CIA, but given the extremely toxic
nature of the Agent, we declined.
This, as it turned out, was a
grave mistake. The CIA was convinced that we had developed
something very powerful and wanted to keep it to ourselves. They
offered a great deal of money to one of our researchers.
Foolishly, he agreed to sell them a specimen. We found out just
in time for the handover and tried to stop it from happening. In
the ensuing shoot-out — don’t bother to look for it in the news,
it was never reported anywhere — several dozen people were
killed.
More importantly, however, the
Agent escaped.
The shoot-out took place at the
wild animal market which has been reported as the location of
the "animal to human" transmission that started the outbreak.
But of course there was no such transmission; it was just the
location where the CIA was supposed to receive the sealed vial
containing the Agent. The vial shattered when it was dropped by
the traitor who had agreed to sell it to the Americans.
By now I understand you will be
sceptical. If I really am who I say I am, why would I be sharing
this information on the internet? Let me assure you that I am no
friend of the Western system of governance. I love my motherland
and I am loyal to the Communist Party. It has lifted hundreds of
millions of my compatriots out of squalor and poverty. However,
I am also a human being and I have a conscience.
Most importantly, I have a wife
and a son.
Once we realised that the Agent
had escaped and would start to spread, we swiftly put all of
Wuhan into lockdown. I was one of those tasked to manage the
fallout of the contamination. Of course we could not keep such a
huge undertaking secret, so we decided to order our state media
to report that a "coronavirus" had broken out in Wuhan.
In reality, of course, there is
no "coronavirus". It was all made up.
It was one of my colleagues who
came up with the genius idea of pretending that people with the
common flu suffered from the coronavirus. This allowed us to
hide the true nature of the disease. Let me explain.
It is currently flu season in
China. When we realised that we could no longer control the
spread of the Agent, we sent our men to all the hospitals and
instructed all doctors to diagnose every case of the common flu
as "coronavirus". We came up with a new name — 2019-nCoV — and
handed out "factsheets" that described a made-up illness.
The result of this decision was
that tens of thousands of individuals who were simply suffering
from a cold or flu were now diagnosed as having a mysterious
coronavirus that, although infectious, was not often lethal.
While this frightened the public, it allowed us to push the
narrative that the disease was not that deadly; it also gave us
time to prepare for the catastrophe that was sure to come by
imposing a lockdown on Wuhan and other cities in Hubei Province.
You have not heard this in the
news — and given the size of Wuhan, with its population of 11
million, it is not known even to many of the residents — but
within days thousands upon thousands were infected and before
long they suffered the agonising deaths that I have already
described. Within a week, there were so many corpses that we did
not know what to do with them, so we ordered the surviving
social credit prisoners to drive the bodies into the countryside
and bury them in mass graves. But it was very difficult to keep
this activity secret, and we could not even keep up as there
were so many corpses. We planted a story that five million
residents had "fled" Wuhan. In reality, of course, many of those
people had died from the Agent.
I was working around the clock
helping to orchestrate this cover-up. When I think back to my
actions now, I feel great shame. At the time I still believed
that I was fighting for my motherland and that the rule of the
Party was right and just. But deep down, I had already begun to
have doubts.
My faith in the Party was
shaken even more deeply when I learnt what had happened to Dr Li
Wenliang. He was one of the few doctors who refused falsely to
diagnose flu patients with the "coronavirus". As a punishment,
he was sent to help transport dead bodies to mass graves. The
expectation was that he would be infected with the Agent and die
an agonising death, but to our great surprise, he did not
contract the illness.
You have of course read that he
died of "coronavirus". You have been misinformed. A sergeant of
the People’s Armed Police injected him with a mixture of heroin
and mercury that caused his lungs to deflate.
When I found out about this I
became unsure whether or not I was doing the right thing. While
I believe that it is appropriate for a government to rule with a
severe hand, I do not think that it was right to kill Dr Li. He
was a compassionate and kind man and he cared about his
patients; how can our motherland not benefit from having such a
doctor?
I shared my concerns with my
wife, but she convinced me that I should not say anything to my
superiors. She said that it was too dangerous; that they valued
loyalty above everything else; and that I would only find
trouble if I admitted to my doubts about their practices. She
also pointed out that we benefited from priority medical
treatment. As senior officials, we received regular supplies of
the highly-sophisticated hazmat masks that are the only known
technology that can prevent infection. She implored me to think
of our son, who is still small. If I spoke out and were caught,
our lives would be at risk.
Around the same time, it became
clear that the Agent was entirely beyond our control. It was
spreading like wildfire throughout Hubei Province and beyond,
infecting tens of millions and causing them all to die.
I understand that what I just
said is difficult to believe, because you have been told that
there have been only about 50,000 infections, and far fewer
deaths. But these are the influenza infections that have been
falsely passed off as the non-existent "coronavirus". The Agent
is far, far more contagious than that, and its fatality rate,
unlike the "coronavirus", is not 2%.
No, its fatality rate is 100%.
Nobody recovers from it. Everybody who contracts it dies.
And a lot of people are
contracting it.
Hubei Province lies in ruins.
The various travel restrictions and lockdowns that have been
imposed were not created to stop the spread of the Agent — none
of them can stop it, not embargoes, not face masks or hand
sanitiser — but to stop the survivors from seeing the
catastrophe with their own eyes.
I am part of the greatest
cover-up in human history: the hiding of the deaths of tens of
millions. Very soon, Hubei Province will be no more than a giant
mortuary, and the truth will come out.
For me, the turning point came
when the Party told yet another lie, and that lie was too
dreadful even for me to accept. You may have heard that China
built a new hospital, called Huoshenshan Hospital, in Wuhan, in
order to provide additional quarantine and isolation facilities
for infected patients. You may have heard that they built it in
only ten days.
That too is a lie.
Sure, they did build something
in six days. But it was not a hospital. The true nature of the
building was top secret. Initially, I was naive enough to
believe that the Party was demonstrating its compassion and care
for the people. But then my superiors sent me to Huoshenshan. I
was shown around the installation by a military police officer
called Corporal Meng (this is not his real name). It was there
that I saw the truth.
As I have mentioned, the only
way to protect oneself from the Agent is by wearing a special
protective mask that is entirely unlike those available
commercially. Even medical professionals do not have access to
it. It is available only to biomedical warfare researchers and
it contains extremely advanced technology.
These masks need to be kept at
a particular temperature to offer full protection, and lose
their effectiveness very quickly. As I have also already said,
one of the benefits of my position was that both my family and I
had access to regular supplies, which is why were safe when
compared to civilians, doctors and even lower-level government
officials, all of whom wore utterly ineffective surgical masks
in the misguided belief that they would protect them.
And so, wearing this special
equipment, I went to Huoshenshan with Corporal Meng.
Whatever you want to call that
place, it is not a hospital. Sure, the entrance looks like a
hospital and in the ward at the front of the complex, there are
what appear to be normal medical beds. There, thousands of
infected patients lie, all of them in the early stages of the
disease. I walked along those long, white corridors next to
Corporal Meng, his angular face dispassionate in his military
fatigues, and saw hundreds upon hundreds of identical hospital
beds on which squirmed the terrified and diseased inhabitants of
Wuhan. Their cries and pleas haunt me in the long nights in
which I now am unable to sleep.
But this was merely the
beginning. Eventually the Corporal took me to the rear of this
front section. There, locked metal gates led to what he called
the "middle section". The patients in the front are unaware of
its existence. It is there that the more advanced cases are
kept, in what most closely resembles a mental asylum.
Immediately upon entering this
part of Huoshenshan I was struck by the dim lighting and stench
of vomit and human waste. Here the unfortunates roamed freely,
their minds gradually disintegrating in endless panic attacks
and psychotic episodes. Here too there were no more doctors,
merely gorilla-faced men in black uniforms who belonged to some
secret branch of the military police I had never heard of.
They appeared to have been
selected for their cruelty, for they beat and degraded the
patients in the most sadistic manner. Many of the inmates had
regressed to childlike states and lay on the floor weeping like
infants and begging for compassion that they did not receive.
There was cruel pleasure in the eyes of these thugs as they
brutalised the unfortunates. They beat them with batons, sprayed
pepper spray into their eyes and kicked them with their
steel-capped boots. As I was from military intelligence, the
guards did not even attempt to hide their activities. They even
invited me to join; in every way, they treated me as one of
them.
Yes, one of them. I stood in
the grey staff bathroom of Huoshenshan and looked into a cheap
mirror and asked myself — is this really what you are? Are you
really like them?
But the violence was not merely
an expression of sadism, for the poor inmates were not there to
be cared for.
They were there to work.
There was one more set of
doors, and beyond them lay what the Corporal called the "Core".
And it was there that I saw it — piles and piles of dead bodies,
stacked on top of one another all the way to the ceiling. There
were men, women and children, elderlies and toddlers, rich and
poor, beautiful and misshapen, proud and humble.
They were all of them dead. Our
Agent made no distinction between any of them.
I gasped when the Corporal led
me to the Core. I cannot count how many there were, but it was
many, many thousands. And in the midst of the piles of corpses
was a kind of path, and I heard a roaring sound in the distance.
The miserable patients from the middle section picked up the
dead and carried and dragged them away into the dark, even as
the guards beat them with truncheons.
It took me a little while
before I grasped what was happening. I simply could not believe
what lay at the end of that path in the Core.
It was an enormous furnace,
with great fires roaring within.
One by one, their minds
destroyed and their bodies twisted, the dying men and women
carried the corpses to the furnace and cast them inside in a
doomed attempt to hide the dreadful truth. I saw several of them
collapse from exhaustion only for their lifeless bodies to be
added to the mountains of corpses on both sides. In a seemingly
endless line they went, their emaciated bodies clad in grey
overalls, their backs bent under the weight of their dreadful
cargo. Many howled and groaned in terror and their voices joined
in a sorrowful cacophony that lingered over the roar of the
fires.
In deep shock, I stared at the
boundless horror before me. Beside me stood Corporal Meng, his
freshly-shaved face as emotionless as before. When I turned to
face him, he looked at me. His mouth smiled, but his eyes did
not.
"We use the energy to operate
Huoshenshan," he said. "We save the state considerable resources
in this way. And look," — he waved at the gallery of the dead —
"there are so many of them here. You could almost describe it as
renewable energy." He laughed and waved his hand in a strangely
camp gesture.
I stood speechless and stared
at the infernal scenes before me. Men in black uniforms screamed
like daemons at the wretches who were disposing of the corpses
for them. They stripped the dead of anything that had value —
jewellery, cash, expensive clothing — and tossed these items
onto an enormous pile next to the furnace. When I asked the
Corporal what would be done with the items, they said that they
would be used to pay for the "healthcare expenses" incurred by
the patients’ stay in Huoshenshan.
I vomited in the toilet. When I
flushed and came out of the stall, Corporal Meng stood by the
door and looked at me. His face was as blank as before, but in
his eyes I thought I registered a very faint trace of contempt.
You are ten years my senior, the look said, but you are soft.
I thanked him for his service
and went home.
When I arrived, I saw that I
had received hundreds of updates on the encrypted device the
Party uses to communicate to insiders. The news were
unimaginably grim. The State Legal and Economic Commission had
allocated funds for the construction of dozens of facilities
like Huoshenshan all throughout China. The Agent had spread not
only to every single province of the motherland, but to most
other nations in the world. Fortunately, we had agreements in
place with other governments — they agreed to pretend that the
infections were due to a coronavirus. They were just as worried
as we were that a panic might break out in their countries. The
Americans in particular were terrified that the S&P 500
might decline. This, they said, would be unacceptable in an
election year, so we could count on their full support.
Of course the World Health
Organisation also helped us. For a long time, the only issue
with the WHO has been that we have been locked in a contest with
the Americans about who bribes them more. They released all
sorts of sophisticated misinformation about having decoded the
DNA of the so-called coronavirus. All this has allowed us to
stave off a global panic.
For now.
Yet the situation was worsening
with astonishing speed. I am reluctant to reveal too much on
this point, as it would make it too easy for my enemies to
identify me, but we quickly began to implement measures to
protect our most senior leaders. If you look at the world news,
you will see that Xi Jinping, our President, disappeared for
approximately one week after the outbreak, before being seen
again with the leader of Cambodia.
You should know that the person
who met the Cambodian leader was not President Xi. It was a body
double who had, for many years, been trained to look and sound
just like our President. President Xi is of course not careless
enough to risk his own death. He is safely ensconced in a secret
bunker underneath Zhongnanhai, the headquarters of the Party in
Beijing.
Nor was he the only leader who
is in hiding. In fact, I can assure you that over half of all
senior Party members are currently being imitated by trained
actors who are following instructions given to them via special
implants. Do you really think that our Prime Minister would risk
his life by going to Wuhan?
All of this means that our
government has become utterly paralysed and the functions of the
state have been taken over by the military.
It became clear to me that our
efforts were pointless. Yes, the lockdowns, travel bans and
targeted assassinations of rebellious journalists allowed us to
hide the true situation in Wuhan; but I knew that this would not
last. Once the mass deaths begin in the rest of the world — in
our estimation, this should happen within the next week or so —
everyone will know the truth. It will become clear that we
cannot protect ourselves from the Agent. Surgical masks, hand
sanitiser, gloves — nothing can stop it. Nothing except the
special hazmat masks, but those cannot be produced in anything
like sufficient quantities. You, an ordinary person, will never
even receive one, let alone a sufficient number to see you
through the coming holocaust.
For those of you reading this,
therefore, all I can suggest is that you keep your loved ones
close to you. Hug them, tell them what they mean to you. Enjoy
the time you have left with them. It is not typical in Chinese
culture to express one’s feelings in this way, but I have learnt
the importance of such gestures.
I promised my wife that I would
show this document to her before I posted it.
Yet I broke my word.
I hear her weep in loud, hoarse
sobs in the bedroom, and the keyboard of my laptop is wet with
my own tears. Not long ago, we received results of the regular
tests that are part of our "priority medical treatment", and we
learnt that my son had been infected with the Agent.
The military police that has
supplied me with the special protective mask had been giving
expired and ineffective masks to my son, masks that senior
officials had already worn and then discarded when they ceased
to protect them. My own masks, on the other hand, had always
been of the necessary quality.
I suppose they decided that my
son was of lower priority than me. I suppose my son could not
help them with their cover-up.
We had long ago decided that we
would be different — we would be honest with him, always. And so
when he asked us, we told him the truth. We told him that he was
very sick. He asked more, and we told him he would not get
better.
He continued asking, and we
told him that he would die. He is very small, but he was old
enough to understand.
His terrified wails will haunt
me for the rest of my miserable days in this world.
Let them come. Let them do with
me as they will. I no longer care.
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2014 Uyghur Meripet Torbéti