December 21 2020

[flock6]

Rocky easily crosses the log blocking the path, the well worn saddle barely making a sound despite the change in motion. Steam exits his nostrils into the frigid air, the markings and painting some fresh and some old are fading. The white circles around his eyes have indeed helped him to see danger the ones around his nostrils improved his sense. The marks across his blaze represent our many victories against the very surprised invaders.

The journey leading up to this frigid lonely night was difficult at first for the both of us. He led an easy life as a pleasure horse on a hobby farm. I was just a simple man, a contractor by trade. I loved my simple life and verily enjoyed the work needed to maintain my small farm. I raised a handful of cows and goats, a couple dozen chickens and other fowl, a few rabbits, a large garden and a small orchard. It was just a hobby, what my small family didn't consume was given away to friends and neighbors. Like most in my community I enjoyed hunting and fishing when I could make the time. The time had come for us to pay for our simple and enjoyable lives just a little over a month ago when the very fabric of our Nation was ripped to shreds by people who thought they should make our decisions for us and rigged the presidential election.

There had been whispers of Chinese Troops amassing on the Canadian border and like many others I simply didn't pay much attention to it mostly because it was hard to believe let alone believe they posed a threat to the greatest Nation on earth. We were all wrong. Just after Thanksgiving or what it would have bTeen if the liberal leaders hadn't put bans on people gathering, the whispers became shouts but it was too late.

The American people had had enough but things were just coming to a head..........

[beowulf]

Rocky easily crosses the log blocking the path, the well worn saddle barely making a sound despite the change in motion. Steam exits his nostrils into the frigid air, the markings and painting some fresh and some old are fading. The white circles around his eyes have indeed helped him to see danger the ones around his nostrils improved his sense. The marks across his blaze represent our many victories against the very surprised invaders.

The journey leading up to this frigid lonely night was difficult at first for the both of us. He led an easy life as a pleasure horse on a hobby farm. I was just a simple man, a contractor by trade. I loved my simple life and verily enjoyed the work needed to maintain my small farm. I raised a handful of cows and goats, a couple dozen chickens and other fowl, a few rabbits, a large garden and a small orchard. It was just a hobby, what my small family didn't consume was given away to friends and neighbors. Like most in my community I enjoyed hunting and fishing when I could make the time. The time had come for us to pay for our simple and enjoyable lives just a little over a month ago when the very fabric of our Nation was ripped to shreds by people who thought they should make our decisions for us and rigged the presidential election.

There had been whispers of Chinese Troops amassing on the Canadian border and like many others I simply didn't pay much attention to it mostly because it was hard to believe let alone believe they posed a threat to the greatest Nation on earth. We were all wrong. Just after Thanksgiving or what it would have bTeen if the liberal leaders hadn't put bans on people gathering, the whispers became shouts but it was too late.

The American people had had enough but things were just coming to a head..........

Don't you DARE leave us hanging, or I'll come after you with an axe handle!!

[flock6]

If we gained anything from 2020 it was that the only certainty is uncertainty. For the past 4 years massive amounts of misinformation and false information have been spread so we could no longer trust anything that we heard only what we experienced. We could only rely on ourselves, that warning was missed by many because we generally tend to prefer to rely on only ourselves. The plan was playing out and we nearly missed it. Those who were dependent on the gov and others for their lifestyle were being rewarded with their handouts, mailbox checks and food boxes. All they had to do in return was to keep those hand feeding them in power positions. It was the ones who wanted law, order, truth and freedom who were left without. The law wanted their handouts, order could not exist with the plan only chaos, the truth would destroy the plan, and you can't have freedom if you're being fed.

The powers that be ensured a democrat presidential win by sabotaging the vote counting systems in key swing states. Turns out the voting process systems were owned by our great friends the Canadians. The numbers simply didn't add up recounts were demanded lawsuits were filed servers were seized in European countries. It was too late the plan had started a long time ago America was at war!

[flock6]

The Friday after Thanksgiving 2020 the much anticipated "Black Friday" was indeed Black. The internet stopped. Everything that was connected suddenly became alone in the dark. From gamers to equipment operators were affected immediately, you couldn't ask your phone the contents of your refrigerator or if you locked your door. Cash registers stopped working, all digital communication was out, traffic lights malfunctioned, businesses shut down, and the banks closed. Soon maintaining electricity and other utilities became difficult, processes were in place but the practice was old fashioned.

Almost no one knew how to get information, loved ones couldn't contact each other, people couldn't call out for help. Radio over the airwaves still worked but few had the equipment. Those that had radio equipment most likely had a plan for an event like this and have already started implementing them. There were also a lot of people who didn't find radio equipment a priority but also were carrying out their plan only with less information. National guard and local militia alike were activated, MAGs were alerted, Sh!t hit the fan!

[Rich_Vale74]

A story like this reminds me that I haven't checked out my CB in close to a year. It sits in an ammo can behind the seat in my truck. Even the magnetic mount antenna unscrews and just fits.
Also need to hit the magic money machine at the bank. At least for the first few days in a scenario like this, cash'll be useful.
Thanks for the reminder, flock6.

[flock6]

I had long planned a bug in type existence so we were ready to thrive in a grid down situation, just a few loose ends to tie up. I have worked extra hard to ensure that my family could sustain themselves without relying much on the outside world.

My children have been planting and gardening since they were still in diapers and in the field and woods since they could walk good on their own. They've been taught to harvest process and preserve natures bounty I felt it important for them to be self sufficient long after I was gone and it looks like I'll get to choose that time rather than waiting out my clock.

The church service that following Sunday was quite somber, 2 Chronicles 20:20-21 and Psalm 27:3 were the messages that morning. You see it was time now to pay for that easy life. I had made the decision that our lives would never be the same and all that I've enjoyed and worked for was being quickly eroded away never to return if I and many more didn't act immediately.

[flock6]

Vickey, you know that I have to do this. All of those times that I told you that I would fight when the time came, I meant it. Just like I told you, I'm not going to wait around until the fight is at our fence and we're all alone. It's important that I make this journey. It's important to you, me, our family, our Nation, our ancestors, and our generations. I have made this promise to you, God, and most importantly me, It's time to honor my word. Those people in the blue hats are here for one purpose; to erase our way of life!

What about your children, what about me? What about me Josh? How am I supposed to take care of everything here, how am I supposed to maintain if all I can do is worry about you and your little Rambo cowboy adventure? Vickey shot out in rapid fire each word cutting as deeply as she had intended.

I must do this Vickey, and I need to know that you'll hold it together. You're strong, you're smart, like that night you caught those two methed up skin heads breaking into our shop and you held them there until help showed up, you're brave. You can handle this, you know we've got things set up here for long term. Everyone knows their responsibilities here, you'll have all the help that you need.

Josh please" she begged. Vickey, it's settled I've made the plans with a friend from Virginia. The blues are already building camps and anyone who resists in any way are captured and sent to these camps. It's just like all of those stories I've read only it's real and we let it happen right in front of our very eyes. If we don't stop them and hold those responsible accountable life will never be the same again. "Why you Josh why not the police or the national guard and our military? Why aren't they doing what they're supposed to be doing?" You've heard what it's like out there Vickey, it's like the stories said they would be. Chaos, pure chaos.

The rioting started almost immediately after the internet went black, people suddenly had a whole lot of time on their hands and with things going how they have been for the past few months they knew exactly what to do with that time. Rule of law simply didn't exist anymore and it only took a few hours. The two-legged wildlife had been cooped up for too long and they were showing their aversion for that, someone was going to pay for their oppression. Police and the national guard both were spread thin trying to control the mayhem and rioting. The military were somewhat dealing with the invaders, but not really trying to stop them... Yeah 2020. The small communities and rural areas were much less impacted by the chaos simply because of the smaller population and percentage of people who thought that they deserve more.

[flock6]

Josh fiddled with the girth a little longer although it was tight, he'd checked it four times already. He was only stalling for time with his beautiful wife before he set out.

Her long red hair fading to grey flowing well past her shoulders, her nice figure, her welcoming eyes, and her soft lips. Josh wanted to absorb as much of her as possible because the thought of her is what will get him back to her. He knew that he may never see her again, but he knew she would be his last thought. He loved her so much, she had been right by his side during the many ups and downs, she had comforted him and nursed him, she had been a shoulder to cry on, she had been his voice of reason. She is his rock and he knows that the only way to ensure she fulfills a long happy life is that if he puts an end to the plan.

"Vickey, the days are getting shorter I have to get going. You know I love you and will miss you terribly, I'll only be gone a few weeks." Josh said with despair. But why you? Vickey asked again. Then who Vickey? Who should go in my place, who will go in my place? I love you Josh please hurry back to me, please get down the road and clear your mind and to realize you're making a mistake and come back to me. We will get through this together if it comes to us. Vickey begged.

Josh checked the strap on his saddle pack one last time. He smiled at the sight, his good quality trail saddle loaded down with saddle bags, his bed roll and canvas tarp tied onto that. His pack which contained a take down bow and some thirty arrows, a decent first aid kit and wound kit, a couple changes of socks and underwear, a few fire starting options, a mess kit, a weeks worth of dehydrated meals, a roll of silver dollars, 200 rnds of boxed .223 ammo and half a dozen loaded mags for his mini 14 that was in the scabbard under his right stirrup, water purification options and a camel back water bladder acted almost like a back rest. Across the horn was a smaller set of bags containing his radio, maps, snacks, and a couple of water bottles. His canteens crossed over the horn as well one on each side.

Josh grabbed the horn and lifted himself quickly then stepping his left foot into the stirrup while standing and swinging his right leg across just before landing into the familiar seat of the well worn saddle. Rocky snorted lightly this was nothing new to the pair, they have been on many hunting and camping trips together outfitted this same way. Only this time wasn't for pleasure and they will be traveling much further and with more haste. He turned down the driveway looking back to his wife, kissed the air and gave her a wink. He gave a little click and Rocky hit a nice comfortable gait producing a rhythmic click clack as they moved down the road.

[flock6]

Josh's plan was to make Monticello KY by nightfall and to camp there, the following morning they would continue North East to Somerset where he'll meet up with his buddy Steve. Steve would be traveling from Wise VA heading mostly West and is giving himself an extra half day because of the hills and terrain. From Somerset the pair will head North East to Huntington WV that's where the party will begin. Seems like Huntington was a good spot for an encampment because it was close to the interstate and on the border of three of the largest Eastern states and well away from large cities. There were other fights going on and plenty of places that they could have went to help, but this was the most important to them and it posed the biggest direct risk.

It blew their mind how things could change so quickly. One minute they're stuffing themselves with turkey and all the fixings, celebrating family and friendship, and counting all their blessings, next thing the greatest Nation on earth is in utter chaos and being invaded by none other than the Chinese. These plans have been in the works for a long time, acres of land that were being cleared for millions of square feet of Amazon warehousing and Google server farms were actually being cleared for "camps". Shipping containers filled with weapons, supplies, vehicles, and body bags were pre positioned. Key people had been in place for months. We thought it hitting the fan would be the power going out or the money system crashing, maybe even an EMP or Nuclear attack. Nope they hit us where the most would be affected the internet.... We didn't think the internet affected us that much either but here we are.

The property had already been fenced with 8 foot tall chain link and barbed wire and no one batted an eye for construction safety reasons. Offices and utilities already installed plenty materials and equipment already onsite. It was a good plan and only a small part of the plan you have to give them credit for that. Now for our plan we were riding in under the radar and just the two of us to not draw attention and to move quickly. Josh and Steve worked out the details on their journey, they planned to disable and disrupt the invaders in any way possible.

[flock6]

Steve had been monitoring the information coming out of Columbus from a cousin and out of Pittsburg from his brother. Their father a former intelligence officer, taught them a great deal about radio and communication. They had a complex setup that was difficult to locate and interfere with. The invaders were well organized, they appeared almost out of nowhere as if they had help knowing where to start. They blended with the rioters and assisted them in fighting against law enforcement and national guard, once law was overwhelmed and disarmed the invaders turned on the rioters herding them to armed traps. Soon they had the rioters corralled and began loading them into vans under armed guard. The vans were tracked to the various construction sites and then about a third less vans would travel to the large site in Huntington.

Josh and Steve's plan was to disable those vans and to make the "camp" site as unhospitable as possible. Josh knew what it took to keep a jobsite going and what little it took to stop one...