Then, with his thirst for blood whetted, the rider of the red horse plunged into World War II. Instruments of slaughter became even more fiendish, and casualties skyrocketed to four times those World War I. In 1945 two atomic bombs burst over Japan, each one annihilating-in a flash-tens of thousands of victims. During the second world war, the rider of the red horse reaped a huge harvest of some 55 million lives, and even then he was not satisfied. It is reliably reported that at least 19 million souls have fallen under the "great sword" since World War II.
Could we call this a triumph for military technology? It is, rather, a testimony that the merciless red horse is at the gallop. And where will that gallop end? Some scientists forecast mathematically that an accidental nuclear war is virtually certain to take place within the next 25 years-let alone a planned nuclear conflagration! But happily the conquering Rider of the White horse has other thoughts about this.
Next time: Chapter Sixteen/Four Horsemen at the Gallop! -Behold, the Fiery-Colored Red Horse -Conclusion
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