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Post by musketuser on May 10, 2013 18:19:42 GMT -6
Here is a story I have wanted to do for a long time. I hope you like it. It takes place in Michigan
Eugene Smith had a unique group of friends. Each had his or her career but they all had some common interests. Namely pen and paper fantasy role playing games,“adventure travel” and a few other geek things. Eugene made his living in I.T work. Steve Lindal was on a Military pension after being injured in Iraq. His wife was a Doctor. They have twin Daughters Missy and Chrissy. Both girls are rated beyond adorable by the group. Another group member was Mysha Saleh, a refugee from the middle east she is now a U.S citizen. Mike “the ox” Randal was the older brother to Janet and Steve’s best friend. Lastly Jason and Sheri Hoagg. Sheri was a non-geek but truly loved the group as her own family. Weekends were the groups time from Friday at 6:00 till late Sunday night. Eugene's grandfather called it their “geek sabbath” . It was on a Friday night that their thinking was to change. Eugene was set to run a fantasy role playing game at his apartment. The group had just arrived and Pizza was being devoured. The twins were munching food and petting Eugene's Tom cat named Tom.
As this was happening the phone rang. On the other end was James Smith, Eugene's grandfather. He simply stated “It is time for you young people to come up here” Eugene replied “has it begun”? “come up quickly” he replied and hung up. James had not always been a farmer/ business owner. During his youth he had worked for the government in some intelligence outfit . If he wanted his grandson and his friends to come up it must be serious. Eugene told the others about the call. Mike spoke up first “I have never known your grandfather to be wrong” . Janet came in from work at the Clinic as things were being discussed “did you guys hear”? “New York has just been nuked” she chocked back tears.
Eugene turned on the T.V set and heard “The president will address the Nation at nine' and “Until that time no more information will be available”. Mike spoke up “Eugene, box up Tom gather your canned and dried foods” he added “don't forget your guns, all of them” he told everyone else to go home and do the same. Leave nothing they couldn't do without. “bring your clothes for all seasons” “Janet can you get your hands on some medical stuff”? She said “I have some stuff saved”. He smiled “good get all you can”. “Let's meet at my shop at 8:30 tonight, we'll use the Sacred Cow”. The Sacred Cow was Mikes Skoolie.
If you are unfamiliar with a Skoolie it is a School bus converted to a R.V. Mike's was a 84 passenger Blue Bird Highway Bus. He got it when his rural School shut down after enrollment dropped to low. Mike began the conversion with his Dad. They had fun and it was their last project together. Mike finished it two years ago. The Bus had been to several game conventions and a couple of hunting trips.
When Mike and Eugene arrived at the garage they found only Mike's tool boxes were left. The other techs had packed up and left. As they loaded up Mike's stuff Mysha arrived. She had raided the small specialty grocery store she owned. Mike helped load her stuff into the bus. Her old truck simply would not make it.
As the others arrived one common item was evident among them. Their game stuff, books and dice boardgames and miniature games. They had every system the group played and then some. They also decided to take Eugene's Ranger pick up and Steve's van. These all had non-electric diesel engines thanks to Mike.
As they pulled out of Lansing the President started his address. It was a typical address for him all fluff and nothing solid. Once at the city limits they heard a huge explosion followed by a black billowing cloud.
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Post by patience on May 10, 2013 19:18:16 GMT -6
LOVE IT! Need MOAR!!
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Post by idahobob on May 12, 2013 14:07:39 GMT -6
I agree.......MOAR, please! Bob III
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Post by musketuser on May 12, 2013 16:14:55 GMT -6
Chapter two
The Sacred Cow was speeding north. The cloud was ominous, so Mysha tried her cellular internet connection. It came up with no problem. The news feed blamed the explosions on accidents at Lansing's industrial plants. Lansing has a paint plant, automobile manufacturing and several others. No word was available on just what plants were burning. They drove until two am.
When they came to the U.S 127/I 75 junction they stopped at a 24 hour Truck Stop filled up all the vehicles and got something to eat. Mike and Eugene both had high limit credit cards for their business needs and used them to pay the tabs. Steven grabbed up soda and snacks. His wife shuddered at his choices. As they preppered to leave they saw a Military convoy leave from camp Grayling in a big hurry. Sheri Hoagg was starting to lose her composure. Jason had Dr. Janet give her a sedative and put her to bed in the Bus.
Eugene and the others had taken to wearing their side arms openly. Eugene wore his 1911 in a custom shoulder rig. Mike had a matched pair of Chiappa .357 magnums revolvers. Jason and Sheri carried their .44 bulldogs from Charter arms. Steve had a couple different arms one was a Hi-Point .45 auto. The other was a Taurus Judge. Janet carried a .38 special from charter arms. Mysha was armed with a Ruger G.P100 in .357 magnum.
Many people are unaware that open carry is legal in Michigan. The group was getting some looks. Even in times of societal collapse some expected the government to protect them. Eugene was in line at the truck stops convenience store when a lady shouted “He has a gun”. And “why do you think you have the right to carry a gun”? Eugene handed her a pamphlet explaining Michigan Law. He added “Citizens must protect themselves”. And “courts and police cannot do so in times like this”. . She stormed out and came back with a Sheriff Deputy. The Crawford County deputy knew the law and he knew the Truck stop owner was pro carry with a lawful carry welcome sign on his doors. He checked Eugene's I.D and said “Nice weapon” that is when the Mutant Zombie Biker's showed up.
There were four in all. The leader seemed to think no one could stop him. He made one mistake he shot the deputy. Eugene pulled his 1911 and double tapped him. Another one had made the mistake of targeting Steve. It was his last one Hi-Point firearms take a lot of bad talk but they work. Steve put two 200 grain semi wad-cutter hollow points in his chest and one in his head. The third one surrendered and dropped his Glock .40. the last two made the mistake thinking Mysha was a easy target. Her G.P 100 was in her hand lightning quick putting a 158 grain semi-wad cutter in each one using a left to right sweep. So much for women being helpless. Janet tended to the deputy his wounds would heal. The one who surrendered backed up their story.
The group was allowed to leave and keep their weapons as soon as the Sheriff got their particulars. They loaded up and got back on the road. It was now 5 am. The group picked up M-32 and proceeded to James Smith's place on the far side of Atlanta.
Just as they pulled in the EAS came online. They announced that San Francisco had been attacked with a Anthrax like bio-weapon.
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Post by kaijafon on May 12, 2013 23:04:23 GMT -6
great start! looking forward to more! thanks!
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Post by philipinoregon on May 15, 2013 22:34:16 GMT -6
Excellent! Forgive me, but I am old school: "More!!!!!" Oh yeah, ROAR! Its great!
Philip
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Post by robb1313 on May 16, 2013 12:12:31 GMT -6
Um, Yeah.... MOAR!!!!
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Post by musketuser on May 20, 2013 17:38:54 GMT -6
Chapter three
James and Edna Smith saw the group pull into his driveway and went out to meet them. The group was tired and needed some rest. That would have to wait a while. There were things that needed to be discussed and plans made. Edna took the twins to the spare bedroom set aside for them. James called everyone together after they had something to eat and some sleep. He made a call to a friend of his in the federal government. It seems the attack on San Francisco was just the beginning Washington D.C was next with a dirty bomb. The attack was not aimed at the President but at the Congress and the Supreme Court. James friend had a theory that was simply mind boggling. What if the President was in on the attacks. That would have to wait for another day.
James had been preparing for a long time. His businesses had made him a lot of money most of it went to preps not just for his family and friends but for the community. Eugene was his rightful heir but his friends had needed skills as well. Not to mention both he and his wife had become very fond of them over the years. He intended for all of them to survive well into the future.
The next day Edna and Janet went to the community clinic were she was hired immediately. The current Doctor was seventy years old and needed to slow down at least. He began showing her around. Janet was impressed by all the modern equipment. Old Doc Lewis said that James had come up with it. He showed her the communication center. Everything there was hardened against EMP attack and top of the line. It was that moment a call came in.
Sheriff Ann “Annie Oakley” Roberts was injured and on her way in by ambulance. She had a gunshot to the leg and lost blood. On arrival both Doctors checked her over. It was not as bad as it looked. A bunch of city gang bangers had come up to escape the law. The Sheriff had pulled them over on a simple tail light warning when they opened fire. She shot back and hit two out of three thugs. Doc Lewis asked her “how did you miss one those guys”? Her reply was a rude gesture and “So, you think you can do better”? “be my guest smart guy”. Doc told her “I had enough of that in Korea youngster”. “Seriously Doc it looks like we may be fighting them again”. “Annie” Doc said “if we killed as many North Koreans as we did Chinese there would be no North Korea”. As Janet worked she came to realize the clinic was more of a micro hospital than a country clinic. She was beginning to wonder if there was more to the people in this area than meets the eye. She had seen everything from common farm injuries to major trauma. By the end of her shift she was beat.
The tiredness she felt would be nothing compared to what was to come.
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Post by musketuser on May 20, 2013 19:45:38 GMT -6
Chapter four the man had been planning his revenge for a long time. The abuse he suffered was unbearable. His parents started it. His classmates continued it. His only companions were his books. This allowed him to dominate in the classroom. He graduated from college at the top of his class.
He started a scientific research firm first. Next he started a manufacturing firm. Both of these made him a huge amount of money. He married a model and she cheated from the first day. Next a jealous co researcher tried to poison him. It worked in a way. The radioactive material was slowly killing him.
His former classmates still misused him thirty years after graduation. His parents wrote him out their will leaving everything to his drug addict brother. He knew anything his brother got would be gone in a month or two. The final straw came when he was sued for child support by a woman he never met. The test proved he was not the father but the Judge made him support the mother and child after all he was rich and could afford it.
He had enough. His hatred was now manifest and he began planning his revenge. He financed the loser who was now President. He financed the terrorist attacks planting evidence against groups he did not like. He was going to make every human being pay all all the while he would look like a Saint.
First he made his public image. He gave to charities, paid his employees beyond generously. He was on every liberal talk show spouting the P.C line. He never missed a chance to improve his image. All the while sponsoring every terrorist act he could. Oh yes the people ate it up.
He found a researcher who shared his hatred for people. Her life paralleled his own they began to work in secret. Work that would bring about massive destruction. She was dying as well. The two married in a public wedding inviting all the who's who of the P.C crowd. No one suspected they had been poisoned it would act very slow. The press ate it so did the public. They made a fine couple everyone said so.
The two had little time left to pull of the biggest part of their plan. It would kill many if not most and those who survive would suffer. Neither one cared a bit all they knew was they would have revenge against a cruel world. The apocalypse was coming soon to a society near you.
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Post by philipinoregon on May 21, 2013 19:48:55 GMT -6
Thank You !!!
Reading material for the night !!!
philip
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Post by musketuser on May 22, 2013 17:56:11 GMT -6
Chapter Five
It was Friday night 18:00 hrs and time for the “Geek Sabbath” to begin. With food prepared and characters generated the group began a game of Mutant Future a role playing games set in a post apocalypse world. They were currently fighting a Cyborg Commando when the lights and everything electronic went out.
James came into the room and began giving instructions. “Everyone grab your firearms and all the ammo you can carry and come with me” Edna took the women and Children into the basement showing them into the fallout shelter. The men began getting animals into the barns and locking down the property. This was accomplished quickly thanks to James planning. The men checked for Radiation and found none. They entered the shelter for the night at least. The shelter's electronics were protected from EMP and still worked.
According to the information coming in on the short wave this was a world wide problem. Europe, China, Russia everyone had been hit. The radiation finally arrived it was mild but still a threat. The group would be in the shelter for at least two weeks. The group continued their game way into the night.
Interlude one
the man was informed about the success of his plan. His only regret was his wife had died before it was fully implemented. No matter he thought she only expired a couple hours before. He smiled a crooked smile, thinking he had done well now he could die in peace. A hour later he did.
The President was fuming. He could not reach his friend and most of his staff was as lost as he was. All he could think of was his chances of a second term. The FEMA director was nowhere to be found, he had fired and/or retired his best Military people. Soon the Secret Service informed him most of their agents had went home to protect their families.
Most of the major cities were now in chaos. Resources got thin fast. People demanded that the Federal Government do something to help them. The only problem was there was no functional Federal Government to help them. The death toll climbed.
Not all politicians were useless. The Governor of Michigan was organizing his resources and distributing them were they could do the most good. He had little to work with but at least it was something. Still the cities were in trouble. One report to the Governor informed him that Detroit was under Sharia law and the State was not to interfere. The Governor thought “that's what you think”.
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Post by philipinoregon on May 23, 2013 0:59:55 GMT -6
Great plot line! You have me hooked !!!
Philip
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Post by nancy1340 on May 23, 2013 19:41:59 GMT -6
Very good story. Looking forward to many more chapters. Thank you.
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Post by crf78112 on May 24, 2013 17:03:07 GMT -6
Hooked on this one, great story line.
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Post by musketuser on May 25, 2013 18:52:58 GMT -6
Chapter Six
The ones taking things the best were the twins. They had every episode of My Little Pony on DVD as well as there favorite toys. The real treat was they could now go see the animals by means of the tunnels that connected the main shelter with the custom barns. The barns afforded the same protection as the shelter. James explained it “our animals need protection just like us”.
Missy and Chrissy had been sitting with “Grandpa James” while he read Black Beauty to them. The girls adored him. He had not had granddaughters since Eugene's parents had put his sisters up for adoption and placed Eugene with him and Edna. Soon all three were asleep.
When James woke up he contacted the clinic. Doc Lewis answered “Everything here is fine” and “our radiation exposure is nonexistent thanks to your design”. James replied “stay inside for a couple weeks and keep in touch. Two weeks later it was safe to go outside and begin cleanup.
It took the better part of a week to finish decontamination and clean up. Sheriff Annie stopped by to announce a community meeting at the town hall. “James we need to organize a protective force and a salvage program”. James nominated Steve “Annie, he has real combat experience and good organizational skills” he added “Plus he needs a job” Annie agreed to bring him up at the meeting.
Janet returned to the clinic and treated patients with minor trauma and minor radiation exposure. The people were trying to help one another and generally behaving. The exception was the Holt brothers. The Holt family thought the world owed them a living and they told everyone who would listen in no uncertain terms. Today they came into the clinic with what they claimed was radiation sickness. The reality was both were drunk.
When Janet told them they needed to clean up they took offense. Billy was the oldest of the two he made a grab for Janet. She dodged him with no trouble. Nurse Turner saw what was happening and called the Sheriff.
Nurse Jenny Rostov took matters into her hands. She was of Russian ancestry. Her Grandparents escaped Soviet Russia and they taught her to take care of herself. She was not a small girl at six foot six inches. She bashed Billy in the face and he went down. Gregg the younger of the two pulled a cheap import hunting knife and called her some bad names. Gregg charged jenny. She grabbed his wrist and spun him into the wall breaking the dry wall. He got up only to meet the Barrel of Sheriff Annie's 12 gauge Mossberg 590 shotgun.
“Well,well” Annie said “if it ain't the Holt brothers”. She told her deputies to take them to the county jail. “Okay folks show's over” Annie called out. She told the staff of the clinic “you need a real security team” Janet and Doc Lewis agreed. Doc Lewis said “I agree, this is just the beginning”.
As Annie and the others were talking a Chevy Suburban pulled into the parking lot. Bob Sutton came in screaming “I have wounded”.
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Post by nancy1340 on May 27, 2013 8:12:37 GMT -6
Thank you.
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Post by musketuser on May 29, 2013 13:53:33 GMT -6
Chapter seven
The wounded were Bob Sutton's two teenagers Tommy and Mary. They looked like something tried to eat them. Doc Lewis and Janet began treatment even before they got them into the Clinic.
Annie asked Bob “what happened”? Bob told her “We were outside caring for the sheep”. “we were attacked by the biggest wild boar hog I ever saw” After Doc got done Annie asked him “do the wounds corroborate his story”. Doc said “they do and I am starting them on rabies treatment”.
Annie decided to call James on the radio to get his take on this. James told her “we need to hunt this critter down”. He called Steve and Eugene and told them “Boys get your big rifles we have a problem”. He explained the situation while Steve drove the old pick up to the Sutton farm.
The men were greeted by Alan Thomas a friend of the Sutton's. He was in a wheelchair after his time in Iraq. He had a tactical double barrel 12 gauge shotgun loaded with Dixie Terminator slugs. These were made for dangerous game. Alan was not one to give up on living just because of a wheelchair. He been to Africa twice since the war and hunted Cape Buffalo successfully. His attitude and smile were infectious. He called out hey guys! Glad to see you the dogs have been going nuts.
Eugene and Steve didn't know what to make of him while James had known him for years. James made introductions and asked “are you coming with us”? Alan smiled “you bet”. The dogs were Pit Bull Terriers. Now a lot of People are afraid of that breed of dog but when properly raised they are fine companions.
Alan transferred from his wheel chair to a Argo 8x8 HD ATV. His had customized seats to accommodate him. James loaded the wheelchair in the back and hitched on a trailer in case they got the hog. Alan told Steve to release the dogs and they were off like a shot.
Back at the clinic Doc and Janet finished working on the teens. They reported to Bob. “They will need treatment for rabies” Doc Lewis said “and we are going to keep them for thirty days” Janet added “Tommy will recover but Mary will likely lose most use of her legs” Bob responded in tears he had done everything he knew to be a man of courage and honor. This was the only time he had been known to be overwhelmed. “I better see about hiring some help”. The farm was to much for Bob to handle alone so Doc put the word out at church to the men and teen boys. It was time for a old fashion pounding.
If you are unfamiliar with “the pounding” it is what happens when a when a need arises and the church is motivated by the Holy Spirit to respond in force. So it was at the small community church. Pastor Harry looked like and indeed was a Biker. He had served with foreign missions and had helped with jail and prison ministries. Word went out and the men from the Church responded.
The dogs picked up the hogs scent and had tracked him. He was huge and he was mean even for a hog. The dogs backed him up against a rock wall and were keeping him there. The men caught up to him. James put the sights of his big .500 Nitro express double rifle on the beast and fired. The first 570 grain bullet slammed the hog down. The second made sure he stayed down. Steve commented “that is a lot of meat” all agreed they would process it for Bob's family.
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Post by nancy1340 on May 30, 2013 14:23:15 GMT -6
Thanks for the new chapter.
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Post by musketuser on Jun 3, 2013 19:26:59 GMT -6
Interlude Two
Governor Haskins was tired of people telling him to negotiate with those who would throw away the constitution. He was ready to choke the “Leaders” in the National Guard. They all acted like there was nothing that could be done.
One of the Governor Haskins aides came in later and told him “Mr Governor, I have a friend who may be able to help” Haskins asked him “where is he”? The aide told him “I can find him but it may take a couple weeks of searching”. The Governor told to “go get him”.
The aides was using the name Clive Winston Charles. It was one of many he used. He stopped at home to pick up some equipment and a vehicle. His weapons were a little different. His rifle was a U.S built AK-47 custom built for him. His primary pistol was a Colt Combat Commander. His secondary pistol was FN five-seven. He also packed a new Ithaca model 37 police shotgun and a #4 Enfield Rifle. His vehicle was a old Chevy station wagon with a non electric diesel engine and matching transmission. The body had a two inch lift kit with Kevlar panels in the doors and bullet resistant glass all around. Run flat tires. And a host of other stuff for the post apocalyptic world. It also boasted a complete mobile communication system. He had five five gallon cans of diesel for refueling and would fuel up from abandon vehicles on the road. He loaded camp gear, water and food.
He was ready to leave the next morning. He seldom went on the road without mooch his Boerboel dog. He left after a breakfast consisting of a venison and egg burrito, Tang and a cup of instant coffee. He filled his thermos and was off.
He traveled north on U.S 27 until he hit a road block. Three large trucks had died in the middle of the freeway and blocked his path. He stopped and got out his 10x binoculars. He carefully glassed he spotted what looked to be a trap. He readied his AK-47 and put on a level three vest .
He approached the potential trap with caution. The trap was not what he thought it was while he was advancing two men tried to steal his car. Mooch let the men and the world know of the chuckleheadedness f their actions. Clive turned and targeted the thug closest to his vehicle and fired twice killing his target. Mooch had the other one firmly under his control.
As he approached the man he asked “what do you think you are doing”? The man replied “you have stuff we don't, it's not fair” Clive asked “what is unfair”? The man retorted “you have a running car and stuff we don't”. he then went for a Glock pistol in his waist band. It was the last thing he ever did.
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Post by nancy1340 on Jun 5, 2013 23:01:10 GMT -6
Thanks
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Post by benjamindean on Jun 7, 2013 3:56:45 GMT -6
Really good and interesting story you got.
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Post by musketuser on Jun 7, 2013 18:16:31 GMT -6
Chapter Eight
The men of the church showed up at Bob Sutton's farm in force. Pastor Harry had simply asked and they responded. Alan helped supervise the division of labor and gave advice on how Bob liked things done. Soon the Sheep were fed and the chores completed. In gratitude Bob lit his fire pit and put on a Lamb. The ladies of the church made side dishes and deserts.
Pastor Harry helped design a schedule for continued assistance so Bob could have time with his family. Tommy would return to farming. Mary decided she would help with teaching the Children after she recovered.
The next day the community had a meeting to determine their course of action. Most of the community showed up. Pastor Harry started “okay folks let's hear from Steve Lindal on security”. Steve spoke up “We need to put up covert listening posts”. “If any one is coming we need to know about it”. Some people grumbled some applauded. “Next we need roaming patrols, probably on horse back”. Warren Starn hollered “just who is going on these patrols” his wife Imelda chimed in “people are not going to pillage and rape” Warren said”you have been playing to many of those weird games”.
Steve got angry “Warren, I speak from from years of military service and several tours involving combat”. Steve laid things out for everyone”I have seen disasters,wars and stuff I can't even talk about”. He was almost growling”people are not basically good”. “A starving man will kill for a can of tomatoes” the crowd gasped, Steve continued “the old world is gone and THIS NEW ONE IS NOT CIVIL”. He yelled.
Doctor Lewis asked “we need to start salvaging at once”. James said “tomorrow morning at 6:00 I will be leading a group to start salvage and recovery of material resources and fuel” “anyone who wants to come along be here at at 5:30”. Warren and his wife started whining about “fairness” and “social justice”.
The next morning Mike and Steve showed up with the Sacred Cow and a trailer. James had his truck with a empty fuel trailer. The Morgan brothers Lenny and Benny showed up riding Motorcycles. All were well armed.
They traveled south to the truck stop were the shooting took place. There they salvaged gasoline, oil and found a Semi loaded with diesel fuel. Lenny loaded his bike into Mikes trailer and secured it.
It was a haul. The truck stop had been emptied but the fuel made the trip a success. As they got ready to leave Mike heard the bolt of rifle work.
“Well,well what have we here”? Asked the voice “more hillbillies”?
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Post by philipinoregon on Jun 9, 2013 21:19:00 GMT -6
Am liking this more & more, keep writing, please!
Philip
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Post by benjamindean on Jun 14, 2013 4:28:02 GMT -6
Am liking this more & more, keep writing, please! Philip yes please! we want more!
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Post by musketuser on Jun 15, 2013 19:22:55 GMT -6
Chapter Nine
“Who are you calling a hillbilly”? The man turned around and lowered his rifle. “Major is that really you”? Steve replied “It is, what are you doing here”? The man said “Looking for you,what else”. Steve introduced Clive Winston Charles to the others and they made their way home.
Clive briefed the group on his mission and the problem in Detroit. “We have to put this down fast, that is why I thought of Steve” Clive said “We need his ability to think outside of the box”. About this time the women announced “wash up dinner is ready”.
After dinner James recommended that the Governor relocate to the farm for the duration. Clive agreed. They used the Shortwave radio in Clive had in his vehicle. The Governor did not like leaving but understood the logic and agreed to do so. He asked for one condition that he be allowed to help with farm work. “I grew up on a small farm” he told James “it would be good for me to get back to it”.
Clive insisted that some of the group escort the Governor to the farm. Everyone thought this was a good idea. A plan was set up. Mike, Eugene and Jason would ride in the Sacred Cow, James and Doc Lewis would ride with Clive in his Station Wagon. They would go well armed. James went to his “gun shrine” a name his wife gave to the small bunker where he stored his “spare arms”. He took out a match grade M1 Garand for himself. Eugene stuck to his trusted Dragunov SVD rifle. Jason choose a Mini 14, Doc Lewis was carrying a M1 carbine. Clive had his weapons and all carried their side arms.
They left at daybreak the next morning and headed for Lansing to pick up the Governor. The trip south was uneventful. When they arrived in Lansing they made their way to the Governors mansion. The Governor was waiting. He had simple baggage just what he needed and no frills save for a couple of weapon cases. He had a 12 gauge Remington 870 slung over his shoulder and a .38 Super automatic in a custom made belt holster. One had a Predator Cheetah long bow with arrows and a assortment of tips and broad heads. His wife and five year old son had their bags. Young Max Haskins saw the whole thing as a adventure. His smile was contagious. Mrs. Haskins was armed with a pair of Charter arms Mag Pug revolvers and FN PS-90.
They surprised everyone by showing a interest in the Sacred Cow. Max Sr. and his wife Amanda were gear heads at heart. They made haste loading up the Governor's Mansion had to much cover that made a ambush easy. Of course someone took advantage of the situation.
The group was pinned down by two shooters. No one could return effective fire but they had one weapon the shooters did not count on. They had Mooch. The big Boerboel dog had got around behind the shooters and took large bites out of their backsides. This allowed James to pick of one with his M1 Garand. Mooch had shooter number two by the left arm.
Clive smiled as the man lost all courage as he came to realize it was over. Clive asked him “who put you up to this”? The man spouted on about the wrath of Allah and the new order. It was a old trick but it still works. The man bit down and cracked a hollow tooth that contained cyanide. They would get no more information from him.
The group loaded up and headed home with their charges. James thought of the old Chinese curse of living in interesting times.
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