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Post by iamnobody on Oct 22, 2023 12:14:22 GMT -6
They stripped all the clothes off the President and the MS said he had lots of questions and any dishonest answers would cause him pain. The President tried blustering, saying he wasn't afraid of MS and had nothing to say. The MS smiled and then pointed off to his left at a person. The President turned his head to look at the guy pointed out, seeing a scrawny teenager. The President started laughing at the teenager, just as he felt the pain of the unexpected punch the MS delivered to his solar plexus. The President tried doubling up and was gagging and trying to breath at the same time. The MS said he wanted names, places, plans and that when he was done, MS would know what the President had on the day of the President's 5th birthday. The President's face was very pale and had a terrified look on it. He had never thought he would some day be held accountable for what he had been doing to these peons, they were always beneath him and he could do whatever he wanted to them. Then the MS drove another punch into his nose. Not enough to break it, but causing many bright lights to explode in his mind and the pain was excruciating. He looked at the MS through blurry, tear filled eyes as the next blow landed.
The President had no idea how long his “questioning” had been going on. He drifted in and out of time. MS had spaced his blows out with no rhythm for the President to anticipate the next strike. It was all random and the MS had switched out with other Spec Op soldiers. Everything was being recorded so that they could review the President's answers. Questions were asked and he gave answers. The question was asked and then later asked in a different way. It had been 72 hours since it had begun, giving the President only drinks of water to keep him coherent. When they thought they had all their answers, they put him in a shed for possible later questioning.
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Post by rep1270 on Oct 22, 2023 12:53:20 GMT -6
Thank you. Ralph
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Post by feralferret on Oct 22, 2023 22:10:00 GMT -6
Thank you, iamnobody.
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Post by iamnobody on Oct 25, 2023 9:26:30 GMT -6
The roving patrol had not seen any sign of other enemies. The President had given a lot of info. He told them of the vast underground high speed rail connecting various places around the country. The President had thought about going to the backup Capitol located under the Denver airport but too many people had heard of it no matter how much the government tried passing it off as rumor. So it was decided to take the side spur that came out at the abandoned coal mine and then work their way to the coast where a boat was waiting to take them to a South American country to live with his vast wealth.
Plans were made to explore the coal mine and the railroad under it. The President had said there was food, weapons, ammo and gold. He said it was unguarded for security reasons but they made plans to take the President along and let him be ahead of them. They would let him wear a pair of underwear but that's it. Maybe that would keep him behaved to a point. Jason was going along with the team going. The team consisted of the MS, Jason as the weapon tech, a medic, radio man, machine gunner and ammo bearer, and 6 other Spec Op soldiers. The old coal mine opening was 10 miles away. The group still had 2 running trucks and had extra fuel set aside for emergencies. They considered this an emergency.
Mounted up, they moved out. Spaced out to allow reaction time if attacked. Getting close to the opening, they slowed to check things out. Everything looked okay with no sign of people being around or having been there recently. Dismounting the President was still griping about being brought along and only given a pair of underwear. Then he really griped when he found out he would be on a leash, walking point ahead of the group as they entered the coal mine. 20 yards in, they encountered a steel grate across the opening to prevent people from entering. It was a digital lock on it. The President said the code was 666, that all the locks everywhere were keyed for that code. The door opened, turning on the overhead lights and illuminating the passageway.
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Post by gipsy on Oct 25, 2023 10:07:21 GMT -6
Cool
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Post by 223shootersc on Oct 25, 2023 12:47:16 GMT -6
666 seems right!
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Post by feralferret on Oct 25, 2023 21:43:18 GMT -6
It does indeed! Iamnobody, thanks!
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Post by sniper69 on Oct 27, 2023 5:12:12 GMT -6
Thanks for the latest chapter. I'm curious what Jason and the spec ops folks will find.
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Post by iamnobody on Oct 27, 2023 12:27:51 GMT -6
The group passed on down the passageway. Jason was looking at the walls which showed traces of the coal vein. Reaching out, he felt the roughness of the wall and looking at his hand that was now stained with coal smudges, he marveled at the men that used to work in here every day. They headed deeper into the mine, with the President leading the way on his leash. Then they came to a solid steel door and the 666 code was punched into the digital door lock. Opening the door revealed a large area that was now made of concrete.
The lights showed a large area next to a set of rails where a large train sat. Jason assumed it was the train that brought the President and his bodyguards. Spreading out, they assumed defensive postures as 2 of them made sure the area was secure and no enemies. The area cleared, they set about looking around. The train was the normal engine, 2 passenger cars and 2 baggage cars by the looks of it. Exploring inside, the 1st passenger car had some luxurious chairs encircling a solid walnut wood table. Lots of computers and radios around the walls. A walled off section in the rear containing a shower and toilet. The 2nd car looked to be where the bodyguards would of rode. Nothing like the luxury of the 1st one but still fancier than anything Jason had been in.
The MS had his smartest computer guys start snooping on the computers and radios while the rest continued exploring. The 3rd car had racks of assorted weapons on 1 side – M4's, MP5's, and Sig M17 pistols. Jason remembered the Sigs were better than the old Beretta M9s which were only good to be used as paper weights. There were also several grenade launchers. Under the racks were stacks of ammo cans full of assorted ammo and loaded magazines in load bearing vests. The other side had stacks of gold and silver bars running the length of the rail car of 30 feet. The stacks were 1 foot high. Each bar was stamped with the official US Mint stamp, marked .999% pure. Jason's mind was reeling from trying to think of the value of it.
Jason moved on an opened the door to the last rail car while everyone was looking at the weapons and gold. He later wished he hadn't. Opening the door revealed a sight that looked like a horror movie on steroids, times 1,000. He slammed the door shut as he was turning and retching his stomach empty. His puking got everyone's attention. The MS saw Jason heaving his guts out and then ordered 2 men to take up positions alongside the door as the MS opened it. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the President trying to get as far away as the leash allowed him to.
Bracing himself, the MS looked into the rail car. He was a seasoned Spec Op soldier who had done many operations in far flung places that had brutal terrorists who did evil things to people via torture. But he was barely prepared for what he saw and he almost added his puke to Jason's. As it was he had to choke down the vile in his throat. Along 1 wall were women shackled to the wall, or rather the bodies of women. Along the other wall were bodies of boys and girls aged 4 to 8. Shackled across the table was the stretched out body of a teenage boy. The MS yelled for the medic, who came running. He stopped when he saw the sight, then as he had been taught, he started checking the bodies. As he moved down the bodies of women, they were all dead. The same with the children but the medic had already figured they were dead. All the bodies had been tortured, showing signs of whippings, cuttings and burns. Some were missing body parts like fingers, hands, feet, etc.
Then he checked the body on the table, surprising him to find a pulse in the lump of raw flesh that remained. The boy gained conscious and his eye that was left was looking around. The MS told him he was safe now. The boy gurgled something that sounded like a laugh and then said to be merciful and kill him now. Looking around the MS saw the soldier holding the President's leash. He yanked the leash, causing the President to stumble to him. Clenching his hand in the President's hair, causing a scream of pain, the MS made him look at the boy. The President winced from the pain of his hair being twisted but said “So what. He's nothing, just a slave to be used however by me.”
Gently the MS asked the boy if he could see who it was and what was going on. The boy rasped out a faint yes. Everyone gave the MS space as he pulled out his pistol, leveling it at the President. The President told him he couldn't do that, he was the Pres.... Then a pink mist ended the President's sentence. Then he turned the pistol towards the boy. He saw the boy mouth “thank you” and then the sound of the gunshot filled the room.
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Post by gipsy on Oct 27, 2023 12:43:48 GMT -6
Some bad JUJU for sure
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Post by feralferret on Oct 27, 2023 17:39:30 GMT -6
Wow!
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Post by iamnobody on Oct 28, 2023 17:49:20 GMT -6
The team was in a solemn mood. They started unloading the 3rd car full of guns, ammo and gold. Plans were made to come back and carry out the bodies and give them a burial. The President's body would be disposed of by throwing it in the woods where the scavengers could eat it. The guys on the computers uncovered a lot of info from the computers. Info about plans and also the location of several hidden rooms located around the rail platform. Opening those rooms revealed 1 filled with tons of freeze dried foods and supplies. The 2nd room was loaded with weapons and ammo. Jason estimated there were at least 200 weapons and at least 100,000 rds of ammo. A 3rd revealed more gold and silver. It seemed the government or at least people in the government were extremely rich. But they had always declared they were close to poverty. They decided to put the weapons and gold from the rail cars into the rooms for now. They changed the digital locks on the rooms, then removed key parts from the train engine so it couldn't be moved. Then they headed back topside.
Topside, they had just exited the coalmine opening when the hand signal was given to stop and disperse. Then the signal was given of enemy spotted ahead. It looked to be a squad of 7 immigrant soldiers headed up the hillside. The machine gunner initiated the fight with a long, raking burst across the enemy line, taking out at least 3 of them. The remaining ones went to ground and started returning fire. With his FAL, Jason was sending a 3 rd burst of 7.62x51 at the spot where he had seen an enemy. Then he saw part of a body sticking out from behind a tree and sent some FMJs into it. He saw a limp body fall out from behind the tree. Jason felt the breeze and then heard the crack of an enemy bullet flying near him. He tried making himself as small as possible, praying none of the bullets had his name on it. Some of the Spec Op soldiers moved around to flank the enemy and catch them in a crossfire.
That did the trick and 5 minutes later they were all down. 1 enemy was still alive and he was being questioned. The MS was hoping it was just a coincidence that they were near the mine entrance. It was found out that they were just traveling through on their way back to their home country. They were trying to decide what to do with the enemy when he died from his wounds. The team got back to their trucks, got them running and made it back home before dark. Plans were made to recover the bodies in the rail car.
Barb was waiting on him when he came back home. Jason just embraced both his wife and child, never wanting to let them go. Barb sensed something had happened out there, and just hung onto her man, letting her love flow into him. He would talk when he was ready to.
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Post by techsar on Oct 28, 2023 19:06:47 GMT -6
It's not the bullet with your name on it that is the problem...it's that darned one marked "To Whom it May Concern."
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Post by iamnobody on Oct 28, 2023 19:32:00 GMT -6
When I was out at the store today, I got more material for another story.
There's this woman that works at a local grocery store, age late 40s. For the last 4-5 weeks she has been flirting with me but I was unsure of her marital status. No ring on her finger and avoiding topics. Yes, she was strongly flirting with me, no doubts. I'm not too old and senile not to recognize when a woman is flirting.
Today I was in another store. I saw her there – with her husband or boyfriend. She saw me and quickly ducked behind him, trying to avoid me. She would peek out around him to see if I had noticed her. Then she started being clingy to him, holding tightly to his arm and paying attention to his every word.
Now to figure out how to write her into a story. There is just too much story material provided by women I know, have seen or hear about.
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Post by gipsy on Oct 28, 2023 20:49:35 GMT -6
A large number of these stories have a faithless women in them, Might want to look elsewhere.
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Post by iamnobody on Oct 29, 2023 15:00:53 GMT -6
A large number of these stories have a faithless women in them, Might want to look elsewhere. For everyone that has found that RARE faithful spouse – Congratulations!
I doubt moving would solve my problem. I live in a rural, supposedly conservative area. My nearest town is 25minutes away. Population 2800. The nearest city is 75 minutes away. Population 44,000.
I am age 62 and a widower since 2016. Fully 1/2 of the women that flirt with me are married. No exaggeration.
I have looked in several churches, at work and in stores. Also online paid dating services – what a joke they are. The women in churches, I can't tell any difference between them (actions, talk, and skimpy clothes) than a non christian woman.
My late wife was supposedly a christian woman but I found out afterwards she cheated with both men and women. That is adultery and an abomination according to God. I also found out that several christian people knew what she was doing but none of them told me. Even though they knew me as well as her. I have a neighbor whose relative is a bar tender is this county, no not Christians. The bartender said a person would be surprised at the number of people in this county that attend swinger parties and also the number of well known people in the county. That the bartender has personally been the bartender at several swinger parties and is great pay.
Now since it is that bad in my area, cities have to be even worse.
It is VERY BAD out there in the “single life.” Even women close to my age of 60+ are behaving just like the younger ones. A lot of them admit to having cheated in several past relationships. Or these age 60 women admit to at least kissing or touching another woman. They hint at a lot more than that taking place. YUCK! They say they were drunk at the time, so it doesn't count. But they did it several different times.
From what I hear, a lot of guys refuse to marry nowadays. And a lot of them are giving up on even dating.
I'm sure there are bad men out there that are pigs but I'm not looking at dating a man, and NEVER will.
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Post by gipsy on Oct 29, 2023 15:16:38 GMT -6
Same one since 1972 here
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Post by 223shootersc on Oct 29, 2023 20:25:39 GMT -6
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Post by feralferret on Oct 29, 2023 20:47:42 GMT -6
I waited until I was 35 to get married. Same one since 1990.
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Post by cavsgt on Oct 29, 2023 22:52:34 GMT -6
I waited until I was 35 to get married. Same one since 1990. Coming up on 63 around Thanksgiving this year. Has it been an easy thing to do HELL NO but worth every spat, disagreement, and misunderstanding.
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Post by gipsy on Oct 30, 2023 9:56:43 GMT -6
I waited until I was 35 to get married. Same one since 1990. Coming up on 63 around Thanksgiving this year. Has it been an easy thing to do HELL NO but worth every spat, disagreement, and misunderstanding. Very well done for sure.
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Post by iamnobody on Nov 3, 2023 13:56:42 GMT -6
With the info they had recovered from the computers they started formulating plans. The computers showed the underground rail system. It turns out that all those people accused of having a tin foil hat on too tight were right. The deep underground rail was a vast network under the country leading to many various points. The info revealed that a group of rich men where behind the plan to flood the US with the immigrant soldiers and destroy the country so that they could take it over and rebuild it with their ideas and using slave labor which would be all the remaining people.
Jason was flabbergasted by that idea but the MS assured him that this kind of thing happened all the time in “3rd world” countries and it had only been a matter of time before someone had enough money and power to do that in the US. That if you stopped and thought about it, the government had been controlling the people a long time by using rules, mandates, regulation, executive orders and etc. Slowly enslaving the people with them and disregarding rights and actual law. It was only just a small step more to enslave the people. The MS could see the look in Jason's eyes as he realized the truth of what he had been told.
The invasion force of immigrant soldiers had failed and fled back to their homelands. And then with the government officials being attacked and now word of the President being dead, the rich men behind the plans decided it would be healthier for them to move out of the US. They planned to have cargo planes take their vast wealth of gold and silver out with them to other countries in the warm parts of Central America where they could bask in the warm sun and plan new schemes. Only they hadn't planned on those dumb hillbilly peons making their own plans.
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Post by gipsy on Nov 3, 2023 14:48:17 GMT -6
Sounds like some aircraft are going to fall out of the sky soon. Thanks
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Post by iamnobody on Nov 5, 2023 13:02:47 GMT -6
The MS had gotten intel about the rich men leaving along with their ill gotten gains. He set up plans and coordinated them with other groups around the country near the rich men's places. The plan worked perfectly. As the rich men were taking off in their private jets, the cargo planes were supposed to take off right behind them. The planes were lined up on runways at different airports. The jets sped down the runways and then started gaining altitude, only to become fireballs in the sky as several surface to air missiles homed in on each one of them. The cargo planes had a rocket delivered to the front wheels as they tried going down the runways. That brought each cargo plane to an abrupt screeching halt as their front wheels and struts were destroyed.
Each cargo plane was immediately boarded by a team. The MS team had their own cargo plane to board. They had a step ladder to reach the entrance door. Finding it locked, a small explosive charge was quickly attached and blew the door open. Opening the door unleashed a burst of bullets from a MP5 in someone's hands inside. A burst from one of the soldiers' M4's was rewarded with a gurgle of someone's last blood filled breath being taken. The MS and his 5 team members went through the door low and fast, some to the cockpit and the rest searching for more targets in the cargo bay. They encountered 2 pilots who brought guns up in their hands. The soldiers rolled a grenade into the cabin ending that problem. Back in the cargo area, there were numerous pallets strapped down to the floor. There were lots of screams coming from on back in the bay but the soldiers were more concerned with the 4 guys that popped up from behind pallets with rifles spitting bullets in their direction.
The Spec Op soldiers took cover as bullets whizzed overhead, poking holes in the plane body and allowing sunlight to show through. Returning fire, the soldiers maneuvered trying to outflank and catch the enemy in a crossfire. The screams from the back area continued as the 2 forces traded shots. The Spec Op soldiers were whittling down the enemy 1 by 1 until there was only 1 left. The screams from the back were loud and nonstop. The last enemy stood up and screamed towards the back to shut up. He pulled a grenade and was preparing to throw it towards where the screams were coming from. As he went to throw, he was shot with a burst of 5.56 from the soldiers and the grenade slumped from his limp fingers and landed at his feet. The explosion shredding his already lifeless body.
The soldiers slowly searched the cargo area for more threats. Finding none they were now where the screams were coming from, a small area located in the back. They saw 4 rows of 10 chairs bolted to the floor, each chair filled with women of various ages and skin color. They were dressed in fine clothes and adorned with expensive jewels. Their hands were handcuffed to the armrest and their feet shackled to rings set in the floor. The oldest women looked to be about 23 and some of the youngest looked to be no older than 16 or 17. They were all looking at the Spec Op soldiers with fearful looks, unsure of what was awaiting them now. They were used to quick whippings before if they did anything displeasing to the rich man. The MS asked where the keys were to their chains and were told that the rich man had them. The MS told them the rich man was dead but they would soon have them free.
The MS gave orders to a soldier who was the best lock picker of the group. It took him about 15 minutes to have all 40 women free. The medic was giving them a once over to check for any injuries. The MS asked who they were. 1 of the oldest women said they were the property of the rich man. The MS had a puzzled look on his face and then the woman slid her dress up enough to reveal a brand on the outside of her thigh. Pointing to it, she told him that was the brand the rich man had personally seared into each of their thighs with a hot iron, telling them they were now his property. The MS asked how they had come into the possession of the rich man. Some had gone on dates with him, drinking wine and doing drugs, to wake up in his harem. Some had been kidnapped off the streets, 1 had been taken as she was headed home to her husband 2 years ago. Some of the youngest had said they were on a school trip to the Capitol and had been kidnapped. 2 of the youngest had said were sold by their parents to the rich man for $1,000,000 each. The oldest captive had been there for 5 years, the shortest for 8 months. The MS said they were all safe and free now and would be helped to go wherever they wanted.
Now to check the cargo. The soldiers were flipping back the covers on the pallets and everyone was staring with their mouths hanging open. 80 pallets measuring 48 inches by 40 inches stacked waist high of gold and silver 5 pound bars, all bearing US mint stamps on the top of each bar. There were 60 pallets of gold and 20 of silver. The value of it was staggering to think of. Did the 4 other cargo planes of the other rich men contain the same? They had found gold and silver at the rail stop underground, Did all the other rail stops contain gold and silver? And why did they all have US mint stamps on them?
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Post by feralferret on Nov 5, 2023 14:05:15 GMT -6
Great chapter, iamnobody. Thanks!
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