by A J Newman
They never counted on the president of the USA to hand them the country on a silver platter. The nuclear attack had devastated the country, but had little effect on the Chosen People because they were prepared for all types of disasters. Many people were joining their ranks for the security it gave and most didn’t care about the safety of their fellow men as long as their butts were covered. The Chosen People had moles in the US and PSA governments in high places, but only a few low ranking operatives in the ISA. They were certain their candidate would win the last presidential election, but she lost the nomination to one of the others due to his promising more welfare and a federal minimum wage of $20/hour.
Before TSHTF, Cupperton had a little fewer than 10,000 people in the town and another 2,000 in the suburbs. The town was much more modern than any of the surrounding towns. This was mainly thanks to Bo and the ones of the Chosen People before him who had first settled there in the 70’s. The Chosen People had started several small manufacturing operations, stores and farms. After the turn of the century, they expanded into internet and identity theft praying on minorities. They ran their operation through proxy servers in several African countries with all funds going to offshore accounts not traceable by the authorities. They were honest God fearing people who would never steal a dime from God’s people, but the non-people were fair game. Over the years, Blacks slowly moved away from the area and Hispanics never settled there as they did in the rest of Georgia. The Chosen People’s coffers were over flowing from their legitimate and not so legitimate endeavors. All 50 of their bases spent a great deal of money building goodwill in their cities and communities. They spent on everything from fire departments to baseball fields. Each expense helped one of their people move up in stature in politics or society in general. Every one of the communities had a top notch police force and almost zero crime.
The local people were making deals with the devil every day and had no idea that the payback would be so horrible. While the rest of the USA was in chaos, the communities with the Chosen People had order, were well fed and had no crime. The police force asked for and got hundreds of well armed volunteers to man the roadblocks that cut the city off from the rest of the world. Most of the thugs, biker gangs and starving hoards from the larger cities were quietly executed and buried in mass graves before they got close to the communities. Most of the local citizens didn’t ask and didn’t care how or why they were safe. The few that questioned the tactics were encouraged to shut up and many disappeared.
There were some attacks on the communities and a close examination of the events would show that only minorities were killed or had their homes burned down. In just a few weeks after TSHTF, the minority population around these safe havens dropped to zero. In Cupperton, Bo held meetings to rail against the thugs and criminals who were committing these atrocities against these unfortunate people. Of course numerous white families who were not thought to be worthy of the Chosen People were sacrificed to make the story look plausible.
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Joshua was not happy with the news from Mobile and knew that he had to develop a plan to stay out of sight of the ISA until he could take over the USA. He would keep pitting the Drug Cartels and the UN against the ISA and the USA. After they destroy that damned Navy, he would be strong enough to throw them into the Gulf of Mexico. Until then he had to keep to the long term plan.
“Bo, how is my daughter and grandkids doing these days?”
“We are all doing very well. We just got back from Zeke’s baseball game and stopped for some ice cream on the way home. Cupperton is better now than before the lights went out. I have the factories at 50% capacity and we are shipping to all of our locations in Georgia, Tennessee, South and North Carolina. We've had several attacks on our trucks, but none has been taken so far. We have heavily armed escorts traveling with each truck. We can’t ship into the USA and I haven’t shipped into the ISA so far.”
“Bo, I have some bad news. The ISA is planning on major expansion into your area. They will be sending in their regular Army to wipe out the riffraff and then hold the land with their new National Guard troops. You will have to scale back your operation and try to blend in with them. Perhaps you can infiltrate them just as we have done with our base communities.”
“Damn Joshua, this will set us back years. Are you sure that we can’t take them head on and beat them back to Mobile?”
“They have the Navy, and Air Force and Special Operations groups. They would grind you down to bits in a few days. Infiltration and guerilla tactics will work much better. Slow them down, sabotage their equipment and have snipers pick them off in the night; that will wear them down while we get stronger. You probably should attack them from Florida to direct them away from the Carolinas. That’s an order. I want you to have the same plans for the Texas to Arkansas area. Let’s keep them busy while we infiltrate them and eventually take them over from the inside, just as we were doing with the USA. ”
“I wasn’t trying to disobey you. It’s just so frustrating to get so close to our goal and have this rogue nation delay our plans. Of course, you are right and I will immediately begin the counter insurgency operations per your orders. I will also open up factories and stores in their towns and operate right under their noses.”
“Great idea! This war is over a hundred years old and won’t be won anytime soon. Our ancestors hated the others just as we do and saw that head to head fights with the government would always be a losing proposition. That’s why they slowly started The Chosen People cause and selected leaders with brains who could slowly build the group from the inside and eventually be stronger than the federal government. We had 25 senators, 134 in the House, 9 governors and two presidential candidates in each of the last elections. Imagine what a Chosen People president could accomplish.”
“Thanks for the pep talk and I will make you proud of me and my area.”
“I am promoting you to Chief of Operations for all of our Chosen People. We have grown so much that I can’t manage it all by myself. All area commanders will report to you along with our security team. I will retain long range planning and have the final say on expansion and locations. You will run the day-to-day operations. Let’s meet tomorrow and establish boundaries of your authorization and communication metrics. I don’t want you hamstrung, but neither do I like big surprises.”
“Thanks, I won’t let you down.”
“I know you won’t. You have done more to our success than anyone has in the past 50 years and you have the ability to think outside of the box. The team that you put together to strip the manufacturing machinery out of the bombed and deserted cities has greatly speeded up our progress. Your idea to send headhunters out to those communities and find the experts and workers who ran the machinery was pivotal in getting the machinery in operation so quickly. That’s the kind of leadership that we need to reach our goals.”
Joshua was counting on Hellen Wilton to become president of the USA. This president has screwed up the plan with the attack on his own country and remaining in office through force and intimidation. Joshua was helping Wilton to build alliances inside of the president's team. They were also spreading lies and the truth about how the president was responsible for this disaster and had to go. Joshua didn’t want to be president; he just wanted the president to work for him and do his bidding.
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Chapter 7
Fire and Ashes
Harrisburg
August, 2021
The president was screaming and throwing everything in his path. A two year old had more self control. He had been spoiled by his early success in forging the coalition with Iran, the drug gangs and the South Americans. The attack went flawlessly and the country was his to remake into the utopian Garden of Eden that his Dad had told him the world could become. He remembered playing in the same room that his dad and mom entertained the leaders of the Progressive movement, Black Separatist Nation and L A Liberation Party
. Their anti-American rhetoric stuck with him and he had vowed to make a difference. The USA wasn’t better than any other country and must pay for killing so many innocent people around the world as it robbed them of its natural resources. The USA had to be downsized, cleansed of its warlike ways and be able to live off its own resources. Being a liberal progressive, he detested that so many of the people on welfare and the government dole had to die during the downsizing, but they were too much drain on the system and would cause instant failure. The same for unhealthy people. His FEMA camps would have doctors to weed them out and they would go away.
Now they dared to kill some of his most trusted staff members, his mistress and the unit that had attacked Mobile. He was actually more furious about the destruction of his favorite park. He knew that the message was that they could kill him at any time they wanted to.
“Sir, I have more bad news. The Army unit that was guarding the ISA prisoners in Ohio has deserted to the ISA, took the three recently captured and fifty of the political prisoners with them. They locked up any soldiers not wanting to defect and left in the middle of the night taking their weapons and vehicles with them.”
The president cursed and threw a vase at the aide who delivered the bad news.
“Martha, call a cabinet meeting for two o'clock and get it done now!”
The men and women sitting around the table were totally demoralized and there were several empty seats.
The president began by stating, “Five of my team and eleven family members were killed during the dastardly attack by the cowardly ISA. It appears that they enlisted help from some Canadian sympathizers to attack not only the USA, but also the UN in the USA and Canada. They blew up a jet taking the UN Security Chief for the USA back to Africa. I plan to meet with the Joint Chiefs and have them formulate a devastating response this evening. This cannot go unpunished!”
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"Sir, I have made contact with the ISA. I have a Major Mills on the radio.”
“Thanks, corporal, I’ll talk to him now.”
“Major Mills, this is Colonel Moreland. I command the 2nd Battalion, 501st Airborne Infantry Regiment, 82nd Airborne and we need a new home. Perhaps it took too long to leave the USA, but we took our oaths seriously. It took awhile before we knew that our country had been hijacked by this traitor they call president.”
“Sir, we need to meet and determine if we have a mutually beneficial solution to your homelessness. We are in a fight for our lives and if you join us, you will be fighting the USA, the UN and at least one Mexican drug gang. Are y’all being followed and how soon will you be at our border?”
“I had that talk with the troops. We lost 20 percent who decided to stay. The rest will fight for their new country. We are not being followed, but Major, to tell you the truth no one appears to know where our common border is located. We know that you own everything south of Tennessee in our area.”
“Okay, how soon will you cross into Kentucky? We can meet you at Franklin on the Tennessee/Kentucky border at Highway 65. Franklin is just a few miles south of Bowling Green.”
“Will do. We should be there on Wednesday about 1400. Do you have air cover for us if it gets hot?"
“We are tracking you now and will be able to give you air cover when you get south of Elizabethtown, Kentucky.”
“Are you bringing any aircraft?”
“Yes, but not enough to fight off any significant attack from the air. We have many more pilots than aircraft. It appears that y’all captured most of them before you left the USA. We’ll send a status report to you ASAP with troop strength and an equipment list.”
“WE prefer to say that the USA left us. We make a good fit. We have more aircraft than we have pilots to crew them. Looking forward to meeting you.”
“Same here.”
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The president was throwing another tantrum as he walked into the meeting with the Joint Chiefs.
“Tell the senators from North and South Dakota that I will bomb them into the Stone Age if they attempt to secede from the USA. Get the Field Marshalls on the phone now!”
The president’s aide replied, “They hung both Field Marshalls yesterday.”
“Tell them that we are at war effective today!”
The president sat down, wiped his brow and tried to compose himself. He looked around the table and knew most of these people would cut his throat if he gave them half a chance. He would purge the non-believers over the next year. He needed a strong and loyal team to defeat the ISA and retake the original 50 states.
The president smiled and said, “I need a plan to take back the Dakotas before winter sets in and operations come to a halt. I want the plan by Friday. General, give me a status update on our losses and readiness.”
“Sir, first, we do not have the depth to continue the fight against the ISA and retake the Dakotas. We have more chiefs and technicians than actual soldiers who can fight. We are short on equipment and fuel. The DHS outnumbers the military, but most of them have little useful military experience and lose every engagement with the ISA.”
The Secretary of DHS stood up and blurted out, “Are you saying that the DHS can’t stand up to a rag tag bunch of criminals?”
“That’s exactly what we are saying. Those criminals have most of the remaining people behind them plus 80 percent of the remaining US military. You may put up a good fight, but you will lose and each time we will get weaker and chance an internal rebellion.”
The president got mad, turned red then calmed down and said, “You are the experts on warfare and insurrection, so I must go along with your recommendation not to attack South and North Dakota.”
The president turned to the Secretary of State and Secretary of DHS and said, “I want you to set up a meeting with Secretary Amaii and ask him to send UN troops to assist in stopping this rebellion. Together we will crush the enemies of the USA.”
The Joint Chiefs were ushered out of the room so the president and his Secretaries of War, DHS and State could plan their next move.
“Sir, do you trust the Joint Chiefs? If they rebel against us we will be unable to defend our country or even keep control of our own people.”
The Secretary of DHS took offense to that statement and started on a three minute rant.
The president looked at him and said, “I hope that you feel better getting that off your chest, but he is right. We only have a few people with military experience and you have none at all. Your group is suited to keeping our problem children working on collective farms and rounding up criminals, but you are not prepared to fight a real war with these rebels. I will shore up the general’s support or replace them. The UN will give us the muscle we need and I only need to bribe Amaii to get fifty thousand troops. Let’s also take all of the Pacific Coast States back in this one operation. I want a joint UN and DHS operation to capture the leadership of the PCS and we will execute them right here in Harrisburg.”
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Chapter 8
Port Arthur
Port Arthur, Texas
August, 2021
The helicopter landed on the parking lot of the Port Arthur City Building and Charlie Adam’s staff ran out to greet him. He introduced Captain Roy Grimes, the new military advisor assigned to his territory. His staff had already heard about Charlie’s promotion to territorial governor of Texas and Louisiana. He had just moved into the mayor’s job after Jack was killed by the bombs from the USA that also leveled his house and killed his wife. He was not sure that he was young enough or smart enough to do the job of clearing out the riff raff and rebuilding the two states. His first duty was to promote Joe to police chief and find a mayor for Port Arthur. Joe was his right arm and his only downfall was that he had been sleeping with Charlie’s daughter who also worked in the police station for Charlie. Charlie had a blunt conversation with Joe and the result was an engagement and an upcoming wedding. Charlie knew that he would catch some opposition for promot
ing his soon to be son in law, but knew that Joe was the right man for the job.
He saw Jenny first and gave her a kiss and hug, then asked her to set up a quick meeting with Joe and then a meeting with the town council in about two hours. He asked his administrative assistant to introduce the captain to the City council and to the business leaders around town and have him back for the afternoon meeting.
“Joe, come on in and sit a spell. Catch me up on the last few days of Port Arthur news.”
“We caught Greg Allgood, but that damned Gabe Daniels has disappeared. We have half the town looking for him and will catch the bastard eventually. The rest is the same old same old. Nothing big. I do want to tell you that I had to tune up Earl Bonner again for getting drunk and beating on his wife and kids. Unless you object, he gets a boat trip next time.”
Joe was referring to Charlie’s favorite method of getting rid of the worst criminals, child abusers and wife beaters. They were taken out in the Gulf and dropped overboard with chains wrapped around their legs. Sounds cruel, but serious crime in Port Arthur was nonexistent since Charlie began the practice.
“You might not want to pick up all of my bad habits Mr. Police Chief. Yes, I’m promoting you to Police Chief of Port Arthur and all of Jefferson County.”
“Won’t Chief Smith over in Beaumont throw a fit when he hears this news? I don’t want him as an enemy.”
