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Post by texican on Jul 31, 2020 0:11:30 GMT -6
WTR,
Jihadists wearing police officer uniforms fixin to turn the riot into war. Who would have thought. Could this happen? Probably.
It is outstanding that you are back at it. 4 chapters. Your avid readers hit the jack pot.
Thank you.
Texican....
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Post by 9idrr on Jul 31, 2020 20:51:24 GMT -6
WTR, Jihadists wearing police officer uniforms fixin to turn the riot into war. Who would have thought. Could this happen? Probably. It is outstanding that you are back at it. 4 chapters. Your avid readers hit the jack pot. Thank you. Texican.... Yeah, what he said.
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Post by texican on Aug 1, 2020 11:06:24 GMT -6
WTR, Jihadists wearing police officer uniforms fixin to turn the riot into war. Who would have thought. Could this happen? Probably. It is outstanding that you are back at it. 4 chapters. Your avid readers hit the jack pot. Thank you. Texican.... Yeah, what he said. 9, Not too often that you have a loss of words. Texican....
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Post by 9idrr on Aug 1, 2020 19:49:19 GMT -6
Just savin' my energy. Been 100F+ down the hill and I had to go down there twice in the last week. Looks as though next week is gonna be close to double the workload of the last few so I'm restin' up.
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Post by sniper69 on Aug 3, 2020 7:36:15 GMT -6
Just savin' my energy. Been 100F+ down the hill and I had to go down there twice in the last week. Looks as though next week is gonna be close to double the workload of the last few so I'm restin' up. So it's been so hot you saw two trees fighting over a dog? Or a Robin grabbing a worm from the ground wearing oven mitts? LOL
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Post by texican on Aug 3, 2020 16:00:24 GMT -6
Just savin' my energy. Been 100F+ down the hill and I had to go down there twice in the last week. Looks as though next week is gonna be close to double the workload of the last few so I'm restin' up. So it's been so hot you saw two trees fighting over a dog? Or a Robin grabbing a worm from the ground wearing oven mitts?LOL s99, Don't forget frying eggs on the hood of your vehicle or sidewalk. Saw both in Dallas one really hot summer with multiple days over 100. Texican....
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Post by 9idrr on Aug 3, 2020 21:35:34 GMT -6
I do know that back in the '80s, I was lookin' at goin' to work in Redding, CA, and the folks up there said that in their old mail jeeps they had thermometers that read 140F+. When a guy wants a job he takes whatever they give him but it's probably just as well I didn't get hired up there. Then again, there are some militia-types in that neck of the woods.
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Post by wtr100 on Sept 21, 2020 13:35:31 GMT -6
The Network had four tiers. Tier 0 was the Col and his deputies, they were technically still active duty military working on ‘special research’ projects and where located near the 19th Special Forces in Draper Utah . Tier 1 was retired operators from various special forces units. They were a least Army Rangers with everything from Airforce Pararescuemen to Navy Special Warfare Combat Crewmen. They had individual weapons and gear, most of which could be bought open market. They stayed in reasonable shape, most of them were in their 40’s but a few old timers were well into their 60’s. Tier two were militia guys, they had been scouted and recruited. They were the indigenous forces to the Tier Two spec ops. Tier three were folks in place in the government that provided covert support to The Network. A surprising number of Tier 3 assets were in wheel chairs or were missing an eye or a leg.
The call went out all Tier 1 guys within two hours of the airport. There were a grand total of five. The first was an Airforce Tactical Air Control Party Specialist, the second and third were Army Rangers, the fourth and most senior was a Special Operations Qualified Marine Infantry Officer and the last a Coast Guard hospital man who’d weaseled his way into Joint Special Operations Command.
Three of the deputy commanders at The Network burned up the lines of every law enforcement contact they had. Maddeningly nobody would listen. The flight was in the system so though a little unusual there were bigger fish to fry.
Charles worked his contacts with the Guardian Angles. One of the local Angles owned a combination roto-rooter, carpet cleaning and gutter cleaning service. He had a location near the airport with a compound like yard fenced in behind the brick building that served as an office and workshop. The outfit had several panel vans that could be pressed into service if need be. Several other Angles were working to make contact with friends of friends who were local law enforcement or people who worked on the ramp area K of the airport or at one of the Fixed Base Operators .
The Airforce guy arrived first. He’d had a running conversation the Col and the inbound Marine Officer on the way down. The Airforce man had a working knowledge of airports and their operation. I office had a computer of course and a large screen TV that could serve as the monitor. Based in the current he determined the likely runway P and direction of the landing.
At this point a third Angle arrived with a brother in law who was a local SWAT officer arrived. The brother –in-law had been knocked in head with a rock the rioting evening before and now had a moderate concussion. He was out of the fight tonight. He was furious with the Justice Department. It seemed the President thought full gear with helmets I and riot armor was too intimidating or more likely gave the police too big an advantage. So the President ordered her Justice Department to direct police to not wear military style helmets or uniforms lest the flow of gravy from Uncle Sugar be cut off. So the chucked rock that would have merely scared the poo out of him damn near killed him.
The officer was not particularly happy to find an old white guy with a cut down AR15 and HK USP pouring over a satellite map of the airport. His mood didn’t improve when the bother in law admitted he didn’t personally know the old white guy with a cut down AR15 and HK USP pouring over a satellite map of the airport. The officers mood worsened when O another old Hispanic guy with a shorty AR15 and Glock 17 arrived. When the officer spoke to ‘The Col’ on speaker phone and the Col was able to give some amazing C details about the officers military service he began to believe.
So the situation was determined to be thus. 1. There was going to be one hell of a riot in town. Crowds were even now forming up. 2. There was probably a large jet aircraft inbound with up to 50 police impersonators aboard who might be drug cartel goons or maybe jehadis. 3. The goal of said inbounds was unknown but quite likely to spread fear, confusion and destruction. 4. There were three more armed trained folks inbound but none had worked together before. 5. Nobody else was listening assuming there was something to listen to 6. The plane was 90 minutes out
They formed a plan of such as it was. Observe and contain. There was a point on the taxiway where the aircraft would be quite close to the security fence. The other side of the fence was a relatively busy road. Airforce dude figured they’d pop a cargo hatch the guys would scramble out, run to and breach the fence, then get picked up.
“How do you know they’re going be picked up?”, asked the Police Officer.
“How else are they going to get vehicles to move around in? Go to the Avis counter and rent something?”
“Hmmm good point.” The cop admitted.
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Post by wtr100 on Sept 21, 2020 13:37:52 GMT -6
I was driving down the intestate to Angel Charles Washington’s AO somewhere behind me were Gravy and MrsGravy and Shorty and Boomer. Boomer had turned out to be less of a jerk over the last year or so. He and Shorty even turned into a bit of an item, rumor was cohabitation was involved… I hadn’t been able to raise Doc Ratchet. MrsGravy was trying but she couldn’t raise the old Coast Guard fart either.
My directions took me off the interstate a little earlier than idea and from then on two lane highway and surface streets to a large inner city Mega Church where we’d link up with some of the Guardian Angles to help them out. Provide security and over watch as they attempted to keep riots out of their neighborhoods.
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It was just 15 minutes until full dark.
Prayers were said both on the plane and on the ground as it touched down. It rolled to the end of the run way and made a right turn instead of a left. Then stopped.
The tower figured the pilot just made a wrong turn and were about to contact when the was a flash behind the aircraft. The traffic control tower exploded.
It had taken a special team of the brothers less than 90 seconds to scramble out of the plane, set up two super dragon missiles and fire. The task being made easier by pre-planning the shot and presetting the range. The first missile hit directly in the flight control center. The second missed, possibly knocked low by the blast from the first but the impact could not have been better. The missile hit the floor above the main level of the building. Where the TSA, Homeland Security and police had offices.
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The Marine and cop changed the plan on the fly. They placed the service vans with sawhorse barricades and flashing lights on the street. In the middle of the blocked street they placed the Squad car and Doc Ratchet’s Jeep with lights going. From either end it looked like a traffic accident or maybe emergency utility work.
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He knew he was to pick up brother fighters. He’d rented a big chevy suburban. Although instructed not to he’d build a bomb in the back, 50 lbs of fertilizer and fuel oil, boosted with 4 six gallon gas cans and propane cylinder. His hope was to abandon the monster vehicle, crack open the propane and set the explosive off by remote/cell call. The 50 lbs of fertilizer with four separate detonators would be boosted by the propane and possibly throw burning fuel as well.
Again against his orders he’s gotten a High Pointe 9 mm pistol and a box of wicked looking Rest in Peace ammo to go with it.
He was stressing now. There was traffic keeping him and his van from the appointed spot. He got to the head of the line of traffic and there were simple wood barricades. He stopped the Suburban, got out and started to move the barricade
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The Ranger stepped toward the barricade and used his best command voice and a knife hand, “Sir Police Emergency! Step Away From the Barricade!”
BANG!
Fahrvergnügen! That hurt! That muther just shot me right in the trauma plate! In a flash the Ranger had side stepped to the left, drew his prized Les Bear 1911 and shot the man in the face with a 230 Speer Gold Dot, dumping him on the ground.
Behind him twin KAROOM! KAROOM! Caused the former Ranger to spin and drop prone. In the sky was the remains for the fire from the missiles hitting the tower.
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Things got very side ways, very fast. Men just visible in the fading light began to scramble out the popped cargo hatches on the freightliner aircraft. Some ran towards the fence and road. Others ran towards the terminal. While the rental of cars had been shut down a hack into the rental car ordering system , left by an offshore IT contracting company, caused three different rental car companies to have 2 full size sedans each fueled and ready to go.
The jehadis were organized into squads of four, one man in each squad had spent considerable time with their Mexican hosts learning to steal cars. While they could in a pinch steal cars at random, actually the original plan, but having cars gassed and ready to roll in a more or less known location seemed a good idea. In minutes they had breached a fence from the ramp area to the non-secure area of the airport. They even managed to throw a few grenades and shoot a few infidels. A few minutes after that they had broken into and hotwired the waiting cars are were headed into to spread mischief in the riot torn city. They would miss the big fun as they would not be attacking inside the riot zone but elsewhere.
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The officer with the Tier 1 Network men was trying to do a few things at once. He was trying to report up the chain and bring in reinforcements. The Network Guys had started to open fire. Aimed, disciplined fire. The operators were handicapped not having the night vision advantage they enjoyed while working for Uncle Sam.
The leaders of the jehadis took some initiative. Instead of charging into the fight some of the small unit leaders lead their men towards the terminal. They would follow the initial plan, steal cars from the vast parking lot or just kill infidels at the airport.
Those that pressed on found a grassy drainage, not really a ditch but a two foot deep, grassed depression to carry away large quantities of water in the event of a heavy rain. About eight jihadis made it there a put up a spirited fight.
Meanwhile down at the riot the Incident Commander was in a mess. It was already starting to get ugly. A few molatov coctails were spotted and officers used their initiative and pepper balls , paintball guns modified to fire balls full of pepper spray powder, to stop the actual lighting and throwing of said cocktails. This earned the IC angry bellowing from a bull dyke Justice Department lawyer. He sent a few of his reserve force to see what this fire was at the airport. The sight of police leaving the scene caused the mob to grow more excited and emboldened.
Then he got a report from the national guard, they were moving on their own to the airport to put down the firefight. Firefight? Those idiots there was no firefight there was a fire at the airport.
Maybe he should quit, roll out to the farm in his Jeep, lock the gate and let the rioters burn the town.
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The fight at the ditch was a bit of a cluster. Nobody could really move. At one point one of the jihadi sleeper pickup drivers made his way back to the road, he crept up and fired wildly with a Taurus 380, hitting the unsuspecting in the body armor . It hurt more than one would have suspected. Two network men opened up but the little bastard escaped.
Five up armored Humvees rolled in from across the airport and opened up on the ditch jehadi’s and that was that.
Somebody had thought to fire several rounds into the engine of the air craft lest it take off and do a 9/11 someplace. The pilots had not been idle. They had detailed instructions on how to place explosives with some timers. The explosion had been planned long ago but never attempted in real life. In the moments after the battle at the ditch concluded while National Guard Troopers milled about smartly the first explosives went off sending the remaining jet fuel into the air. A second set of charges ignited the fuel. It didn’t quite make a fuel air explosive but was a massive fire ball. Most of the guardsmen were horribly burned, Doc Ratchet and the rest of the Network operators burned themselves set to work providing first aid.
The night was still young.
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Post by wtr100 on Sept 21, 2020 13:44:26 GMT -6
They made for an infidel church, actually an old school re purposed into an inner city church and school for Negro children. It was a center for what the infidels called Social Justice Warriors. Pulling up in front of the building two men got out of the stolen rental car in their imitation police raid jackets.
There were two guards in ridiculous red berets at the entrance. The larger of them stepped forward, “The police are not welcome here! “
The men in police raid jackets kept moving forward.
The two huge black men moved to block their progress. “He said police are not welcome here! “
Mahoud raised his AR15 thoughtfully provided by the US Justice Department via a Mexican drug cartel and the Fast and Furious program. He shot the loud mouth three times in the belly. The second man spun with amazing speed and started to flee when he was shot in the back by the second fake police officer.
A third man from the car had videotaped it with his I-pad. He ducked back inside the car as three men entered the school to commence the serious killing. He quickly reviewed the video, amazed at the quality. It appeared two police officers had just shot and killed two unarmed Guardian Angles without warning. The video was uploaded to a site in Syria. From Syria the video was sent to Social Justice sites all over the US. In the ten minutes it took for the shooters to raise hell in the Church the video was already streaming on devices in the middle of the riot not 5 miles away.
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At the police command post one of the officers watching social media felt his blood go cold and suppressed the urge to **** and vomit at the same time. There was video of police officers shooting unarmed black men in the city.
The **** Hit the Fan
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Post by texican on Sept 21, 2020 19:31:24 GMT -6
wtr,
Thanks for the chapters.
If you have a plane coming in with at least 50 really bad guys, why not take the plane out in flight or on the ground?
Just wondering.
Texican....
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Post by wtr100 on Sept 22, 2020 11:18:10 GMT -6
wtr, Thanks for the chapters. If you have a plane coming in with at least 50 really bad guys, why not take the plane out in flight or on the ground? Just wondering. Texican.... in flight would be a hot mess - pieces have to land somewhere on the ground would be ideal but this is sort of an extragovernmental fictional thing
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Post by texican on Sept 22, 2020 18:52:41 GMT -6
wtr, Thanks for the chapters. If you have a plane coming in with at least 50 really bad guys, why not take the plane out in flight or on the ground? Just wondering. Texican.... in flight would be a hot mess - pieces have to land somewhere on the ground would be ideal but this is sort of an extragovernmental fictional thing WTR, And it definitely adds to the story. Thanks for the story. Texican....
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Post by wtr100 on Jan 9, 2021 6:21:41 GMT -6
They made for an infidel church, actually an old school re purposed into an inner city church and school for Negro children. It was a center for what the infidels called Social Justice Warriors. Pulling up in front of the building two men got out of the stolen rental car in their imitation police raid jackets.
There were two guards in ridiculous red berets at the entrance. The larger of them stepped forward, “The police are not welcome here! “
The men in police raid jackets kept moving forward.
The two huge black men moved to block their progress. “He said police are not welcome here! “
Mahoud raised his AR15 thoughtfully provided by the US Justice Department via a Mexican drug cartel and the Fast and Furious program. He shot the loud mouth three times in the belly. The second man spun with amazing speed and started to flee when he was shot in the back by the second fake police officer.
A third man from the car had videotaped it with his I-pad. He ducked back inside the car as three men entered the school to commence the serious killing. He quickly reviewed the video, amazed at the quality. It appeared two police officers had just shot and killed two unarmed Guardian Angles without warning. The video was uploaded to a site in Syria. From Syria the video was sent to Social Justice sites all over the US. In the ten minutes it took for the shooters to raise hell in the Church the video was already streaming on devices in the middle of the riot not 5 miles away.
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At the police command post one of the officers watching social media felt his blood go cold and suppressed the urge to **** and vomit at the same time. There was video of police officers shooting unarmed black men in the city.
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Post by wtr100 on Jan 9, 2021 6:23:37 GMT -6
The Col was on a call with the former Marine Officer concerning the fight at the edge of the airport. One of his deputies broke into the call. He’d been cued to the video of the fake police officers killing the unarmed black Guardian Angles appearing on social media. “Sir it’s not on Facebook or Twitter yet but it will be within minutes.”
After the Col took a minute to view it he replied in a calm voice, “Well that’s going to be a hell of a mess.” To the Marine, “Captain, stand by please.” On all call to all his directors, “ Send a general alert to everyone in the Network, stand by for heavy seas. All areas, this is going to spread like wild fire.“ An idea hit. “Tell everyone to counter battery fire the video. Post it as Fake News to every social media link they have. SPAM the living carp out of it. Somebody see if we can de-authenticate the video and make a video of our own detailing the fake parts. Break. XO call me back separate channel. “
“XO , there are two assets I’ve been keeping very close to the vest. I’m sending you e-dossiers now. You’ll know what to do. Out”
The XO looked at the electronic file names. He recognized both, regular contributors to Fox News one male and one female. The lady had been an Army officer and had gone on patrol with infantry units in Afghanistan to win the hearts and minds of Afghan women. The man had been a Navy fighter pilot. Could they get the ‘fake news’ on the air at Fox? Would it make any difference?
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Just we got to the Church my cell rang, It was Charles Washington. “Reloads, I think something bad happened at the Church. I’m getting a blizzard of texts and rumors. How far out are you?”
“We’re just rolling in now. Oh hell there are two Angels down at the door, back to you soonest”
I grabbed may med ruck and started to charge in but I heard the dry humor of my EMS instructor in my head “Is the scene safe?” I shouldered my med ruck and spoke to Gravy and Mrs Gravey , “Cover me but keep it low key.” I had my Glock out but held low and discrete. The first Angle was code black, no pulse, no spontaneous respirations and in an exsanguination level pool of blood. Boomer joined me , with Shorty providing more discrete cover, as I got to the next Angle. Nothing to do here, visible brain matter and no pulse or spontaneous respirations. We could hear moans and cries from inside the building.
Boomer and I had the most med training and gear so we went in. Mrs. Gravy came in to provide cover while Gravy and Shorty provided outside security. Oh what a hell of a mess. There were 20 or more folks down. Some were face down on the floor, some were holding their own wounds some were attempting to tend to others wounds. We did a scene size up and it was a mess. Serious mass casualty.
“Did anyone call 9-1-1?”
“The polise, dey did dis” “Why do the polise shoot everyone” “White deveils”
We waded through looking for where to start. Mrs Gravy called on a radio she had to get Gravy to come in and help. He came in, took one look, vomited, turned around and sent Shorty in. I gave Shorty a double handful of DIY pressure dressings, a pair of vinyl gloves from my med ruck and set her to packing wounds.
I found a young black woman holding her open fractured left arm trying to stop the flow of blood. It wasn’t a pumping arterial bleed but it was flowing out heavy and steady. “Hey I’m going to put this on your arm to stop the bleeding ok?” I was holding out one of my RATS tourniquets. “It’s going to be uncomfortable but it will stop the bleeding.”
She didn’t object to me placing the RATS on her arm so I took that as expressed consent to treat.
“Why de pooolize shoot us?”, she wailed. She was sounding mushy and mumbly as she talked, I wondered how much blood she’d lost.
A bellow from the back of the gym / sanctuary. “What are you white devils doing!? Get the eff out of here!”
A huge black man towered over Shorty.
“I’m trying to stop the ble…” she said.
“I said get the eff off you white wench!”
The bellowing giant tried to plant as steel toe boot into her hip. She rolled to the side catching the leg as it passed. She shoved the leg up hard then used her legs to drive upward. The man completely lost his balance. Both legs went into the air and his head cracked hard on the floor.
As he attempted to pull a knife shorty stomped his wrist with her boot breaking it. Before he could thrash more Boomer had him rolled over and placed flex cuffs on both his arms. Shorty swatted Boomers ass as he headed off to another patient.
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The national guard captain had his men in a ‘reserve area’. They were a Military Police company who have been deputized and were now technically reserve Sherriff’s deputies , though his men knew which side of the bread was buttered. When one of the county undersheriff’s had come through she had a screaming hissy fit about the M243 machine guns with belt inserted mounted on some Humvees. She ordered all weapons be unloaded. Reasoning that a weapon with an empty chamber was unloaded he ordered full magazines in bolts locked to the rear. A quick smack on the bolt release and they’d be in the fight. He quietly passed word through his NCO’s that if an M9 or two or ten ended up with a round in the chamber he’d not be all that ****ed.
They were in a small unused parking deck maybe 4 blocks from where the riot was going on in earnest. The captain wasn’t sure what his mission was exactly. Given his druthers he’s roll in with half his men in riot gear , backed up by the other half with M4 rifles. Roll in, chuck some pressure bombs, cuff everyone who didn’t run away. But his druthers counted for naught. They had a ‘Rehab area’ set up where police could come and get a break from the action. They also had an aid station set up to care for wounded. Out front was a security element, two well used up armored HumVees. At this point everyone was pretty much ****ting on his butt and screwing around on their phones.
The ‘bored soldier’ noise changed somehow. One of his Staff Sergeants was heading towards the Captain, “Sir you need to see this!”
Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
The Captains mind just started to form the thought, gunfire when.
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Now his mind screamed SAW. What the eff was going on.
His radio crackled
“Contact front, four police with AR15’s.” “Medics Up! Two men down, Cat 1!”
The Captain and his First Sergeant ran down the ramp to the security post, M9’s in hand. By unspoken agreement the First Sergeant went to the wounded and
“Captain it was four cops they drove up, hopped out of the car opened up on us. They hit Edwards and Meckel. Then jumped in the car and took off. Coats busted loose with the SAW and … “
Medics had rolled Edwards over, DOA , round right under the helmet, visible brain matter. Meckle had a chest wound. He hadn’t bothered to put his ceramic plates in his body armour. The medic sergent said “We need a hospital now!’
Into his radio “Medevac Humveee to me. Lincoln 1 and Lincoln 7 to me for med evac escort.” To the First Sergeant. “Lead in Lincoln 1, if anyone protestors, cops anyone gets in your way run them down, mow them down I don’t care. Nothing delays getting this ambulance to the hospital.”
“Rodger that! Ok people let’s move!”
The Captain called directly to the Adjutant General of the Guard, he’d call his higher as soon as he was done but this what all kinds of effed up.
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In the car they were elated. The look on the American soldiers was priceless when their own Police began to shoot at them. One of the brothers was slightly injured by glass from the rear window when the Americans finally shot back. The would make their way to the back of the riot now one of the brothers would take video of ‘police’ shooting unarmed rioters. He’d post it to the internet where it would be cleaned up if needed and then posted and reposted.
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Ever since the new President had been elected and her appeal to and praise for social justice warriors Zoe and some friends had formed a social justice cell. They had even gone out and purchased two Mossberg Just In Case shotguns and had even gone out into the sticks and test fired them. She and her sister Urban Studies masters candidate and cell member Shequanda were now enraged. It was time to act and they knew just where. Though they were 600 miles and a time zone away from the rioting. They went to the somewhat seedy all night doughnut shop. One of those places with a neon ‘hot doughnuts’ sign.
Kimberly was excited. It was her last shift with a training officer. “You know it’s tradition to buy your training officer hot doughnuts on the last ride.”
“Is that right?”
“Yup, and coffee and you have to eat one too.”
Kimberly’s passion for healthy diet and fitness earned her some good natured ribbing.
“Oh look the hot doughnuts is on now!”
They pulled in to the more than a little seedy looking shop. Kimberly got out of the car and headed to the door to get coffee and doughnuts for Trey who really was a kick butt training officer.
Zoe stepped from around the side of the building and shot Kimberly in the back of the head from 15 feet with the 12 ga shotgun.
Inside the car Trey hit the panic alarm and called into his radio “Shots fired , officer down!”
He stepped out of the car Sig in both hands.
Dressed head to toe in back with the SJW red bandanna around her neck Shequanda stepped around the other corner of the building intending to mimic Zoe. Shequanda had forgotten to take the safety off the shotgun. Trey put two 9 mm rounds into her chest, dumping her head to the ground.
Zoe fired but jerked most of the shot going into Trey’s vest but some ripping into his arm. Tray fell to the ground next to his squad. Zoe ran towards the car intending to finish the officer and check on Shequanda.
Looking under the car Trey shot Zoe in the ankle from about 10 feet away, dumping her on the ground. He then shot her in the head twice.
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Post by wtr100 on Jan 9, 2021 6:30:47 GMT -6
The world went downhill quite quickly. Videos of “police” firing on civilians were popping up all over the internet. Jehadi / faux police groups were both attacking protestors at the back end of the riot , which was videoed and sent to the internet via Ryiad Saudia Arabia. The Jehadi / faux police were also attacking the rear and flanks of police involved in riot control. These attacks were not videotaped but were causing chaos in the riot command post.
Inside to two hours the police lost control of the situation. The National Guard was spoiling for a fight after being attack. The Adjutant General ordered two more Companies to the riot and sent a full Colonel to take charge. Seeing the police in a full rout the Colonel ordered his forces in. Men with shields, clubs and flex cuffs were backed up by men with shotguns and less lethal bean bag and pepper ball rounds who were backed up by men with M-4 carbines and M-249 SAWS. Those who ran were allowed to run. Those who stood their ground were beaten down and cuffed. Those who threw things were treated more harshly , the lucky ones got shot with bean bags or pepper balls. The less lucky or anyone seen lighting anything got shot with M-4’s.
The fake police attempted to move deeper into the neighborhood when they hit a wall. Charles Washington and his ‘off the reservation ‘ Armed Guardian Angels had taken to the streets. The Angles had set up barricades at the streets into their ‘hoods’. They allowed residents past and kept outsiders out. Seeing armed Angles the run of the mill gangsters decided to lay low for a while, a few even offered to lend a hand. A few fake police jehadis managed to tangle with the Angles who were quite adept at identifying the local police. They spotted and quickly ventilated the invaders.
By dawn the riot and jehadis had been put down. But across the country things were not so good.
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In a way in was a perfect storm. The new president had fired up her Social Justice Warriors and Black Lives Matter troops to a fever pitch during the campaign and during the period before her inauguration. It had occurred to them that physical confrontation with police might be needed and to do this guns might be needed and madam President even seemed to be encouraging it.
These were digital age people and being digital people some started viewing online gun videos. They were often quite autodidactic , thus able to teach themselves. They watched videos and purchased firearms. Many bought the cheapest they could find, like high point pistols and Mossberg AR15ish looking .22 rifles. In short these bought junk. A very few went way high end spending thousands on gear suitable for use by Tier One SpecOps warriors. Most bought stuff in the serviceable but affordable end of things. Some tried to take their new toys to gun ranges and were sneered at by range regulars and made to feel quite unwelcome, reinforcing preconceived notions about the right. Other were surprised at the warm welcomes they received , of these many drifted away from the SJW and BLM movements.
Those with less than warm welcomes tended to watch a lot of You Tube videos and ‘train’ in the country, often trespassing on private lands or just shooting on public land when it was available. Some really hard core went under cover and attended actual training classes. Oddly many of these moved tended to move out of the SJW/BLM matters after meeting folks in the training community.
As the videos spread so did attacks on police. There had been sporadic attacks on police in the past those had come and go over days and weeks . These flared up in hours. Many of the attacks were ham handed , amateur affairs with a few shots fired and the attackers fleeing into the night. Sadly some were successful. There were attacks from muslim sleeper cells, there were attacks from lone wolfs, there were attacks from known wolves , there were attacks from organized black lives matter cells and from ad hoc black lives matter cell and from disorganized black lives matter cells. A few clansmen joined the fun attacking black police officers. The technical term was a goat rape.
Attacks started in the evening and went through the night. Police pulled back into defensive posture, placing two officers in a car or patrolling two cars in teams Sometimes they patrolled in two cars with two officers per car. This reduced police coverage to half or even a quarter of what it was before. It took no time for basic criminals to note and take advantage of the change. True evil doers weren’t far behind.
The ‘Network’ operators began to operate. They got in touch with reliable, not nuts contacts they had with militia units. These set up discrete patrols. They discretely made contact with local LEO’s – a sort of neighborhood watch on steroids.
It wasn’t perfect. A few men thought they’d help by discretely and unknown to the officers riding ‘shotgun’. The officers took note of the tail and lead them into an ambush arrest – nobody got shot but everyone darn near ended up with poopy drawers. But overall places where the Network had a presence fared better than where it did not.
Other ‘technical assets’ of the Network were able to make a video illustrating the fake. Contacts at Fox news broke the story while other Network folks spammed the heck out of social media. It took the better part of a week to settle out In some places. In the end over 40 police officers were killed and tension was sky high in places. Armed neighborhood watches were forming all over the place. Veterans were stepping up to organize and lead. The President attempted a couple executive orders banning guns, halting sales and revoking carry permits. In most places the country was having none of it.
In Idaho the Col sat in his chair with three fingers of Cask Strength Old Line Single Malt Whiskey, puffing on a Casa Fernandez New Cuba. He made notes, what worked and what didn’t. Still a lot of work to do …
Fini
To paraphrase Mr Porkey Pig the the the the that's all folks
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Post by sniper69 on Jan 9, 2021 11:29:00 GMT -6
wtr100 - thanks for the latest chapters, and thank you for the excellent story.
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Post by texican on Jan 9, 2021 13:17:48 GMT -6
Fini
To paraphrase Mr Porkey Pig the the the the that's all folks-
wtr,
It appears that you are finished with the story.
In Idaho the Col sat in his chair with three fingers of Cask Strength Old Line Single Malt Whiskey, puffing on a Casa Fernandez New Cuba. He made notes, what worked and what didn’t. Still a lot of work to do … Or maybe not?
Thanks for the chapters.
Texican....
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Post by 9idrr on Feb 4, 2021 19:51:26 GMT -6
Thanks, wtr100, it's been worth the wait to see the end of this.
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Post by fastowl on Oct 25, 2022 22:17:55 GMT -6
Thanks
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Post by larryminn on Jan 16, 2023 23:57:35 GMT -6
Always wished this story continued.
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Post by wtr100 on Apr 23, 2024 12:31:36 GMT -6
Always wished this story continued. with thousands of military age males pouring across the border - not sure i could come up with anything, or could I ? Chinese? Pro-Hamas?
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Post by oldtimer on Apr 23, 2024 14:12:49 GMT -6
I read this story on SB and really enjoyed it. I like the way you ended it and don't think continuation would be right, maybe a sequel set 3-5 years later?
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