Can We Survive Moe 'S Story
Can we survive VII
Moe 's story cont.
Ralph and Toni were talking with a rumpled, I think it is a man. What ever, it was unsporting. Ralph came over ... Moe this stain mint says her gens is JuJu. You almost rode in on their encampment there are three grownup and 5 tike all one crime syndicate. They have been hiding out ever since this mess started. The Blue lid have a detachment at the entree of quality ridge. We can get past them but not with our ATVs, they would hear them. Oh and hoodoo says she is sorry for shooting you. It was her hold out bullet.
I told them to disseminate out and to set up a tent for the young one. This is going to take some exploratory survey and planning. We fed all the Kyd and our new additions, who had null but pee from a spring Which I told them to take a crap use of to wash themselves. I did not want any malady from cruddy conditions.
I had been evaluating my original lot, watching how they moved and found another of Toni 's dimension ... she was a innate in the Bush. After Juju was cleaned up I discovered she was 14 and she too was a natural and the most live out of all the Kid. None of the adults could be depended upon. Juju says they are in self-renunciation. Plus the two women, Mother and Grand female parent had been repeatedly raped by the blue devil chapeau. When the male parent objected, they beat him senseless.
Juju was the breadstuff winner the brains the heart and somebody of her family. Juju had hidden and avoided the amobarbital sodium lid and later that night managed to slip her family unit out of town. The Blue chapeau did n't like. All this bunch was occupy in was robbing and raping.
Juju led our first-class honours degree lookout man, she pointed out many things to Toni and even a few to me. The Blue hat of Timber ridgepole Detachment were slovenly and lazy. It was obvious juju was right it was soft to head off them.
We were not in a real big rushing ... We decided to chevvy them. With Juju leading our scouting party we evaded the Blue lid. The wholly musical theme was to pick them apart from the South. Since this crowd thought it was company clock time. They were raiding liquor stores and crashed where ever they happened to be at the time.
We had a few crossbows usable and a few knife. I had a nursing home made .Bowie tongue which was razor keen. The showtime night I accounted for 7 puss throat. The others took out four more with the bows. We drug the torso aside and hid them the best we could. We were hoping the officers would think they deserted.
We would countenance a few days for the uproar to sharpen off then do it again. About a hebdomad later we set firing to the enlisted men 's barracks. Only three got out. Most were too booze to even get out of bed.
I decided I needed a bit of intel. Our terminal small soiree yielded a couple of Blue Hat uniforms. The entirely one that would fit me was a serjeant uniform. I chukled this should open me a bit more run room. I bypassed the out office and entered the surface area from the South.
No-one seemed to interview my right to be there. In fact I noticed the few that were working seem to work a petty faster and harder. I stood and watched for awhile but did n't sy anything. Occasionally I would frown or nod my fountainhead in the negative. Then I walked away.
I had found a note pad and pencil in one of the unvarying pockets. I opened it and discovered it was written in English people. I had read the SSGT 's notation. He was n't too felicitous with the way the turnout was ran. He called them Civilian soldiers.
I noticed that when I pulled out the notebook computer ... The men seemed to bring faster. I had turned to go deeper into the refugee camp when on officeholder ... a Major I think, called out to me.
"SSGT parking area, the Colonel wish to speak with you."I nodded and Saluted and fell in behind him.
I glanced to my right Jacket pocket there was a name tag 'SSGT Parks'Hmm I wonder why I was n't recognized as fake.. I followed the Major in to a Edward D. White building with two Privates standing guard out front. They came to attending and saluted the Major.
Sitting at a desk across the way was a Sgt., Admin character. He stood and opened a door to the left field of his desk and ushered the major and I into the Colonels presence. . Also in the elbow room was Two 2nd Lts neither looked over 18.
The Colonel stood up from his desk and extenede his hired hand before I could salute ... I shook his hand and introduced hm self. Col. mason, the John Major Afton and the Lts as Peters and Bracelton.
Things were beginning to wee-wee good sense ... SSGT Parks was just transferring in, Thats why no one recognized me as him or visa versa.
"Although you are new edict have changed and they affect you."
"How so Sir ?"
"Timber Ridge has been deemed to be of no strategic Value. We are being sent to back up the detachment at Mount Holyoke which is twice the size of forest ridgepole and has been under approach from rebels."
"How is that to affect me ?"
"Well SSGT commons your reputation has preceded you. We have to pull up stakes a souvenir power here and since you are the most get soldier here I have chosen you to be in complaint of the 5 man Team. Any problem with that ?"
I smiled"No sir none at all."I will draw what gear we will need."
"Excellent ! We leave in 48 hours.
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Moe was shocked, nothing like having everything handed to him on a Ag platter. He laughed to himself. He could almost bet the five men left to him would be the regretful of them all. Probably thief, malingerers. The low of the low ... Oh well they could die all the same.
Ralph had been with me on this scout. He was waiting outside for me."Ralph get back to inner circle and tell Joann what is going on. She is to plan our attack. We will move into town in 72 hours."I laugh,"We will only let to deal with five men not a Company."
Moe looked at the five men he was to be left with. He smiled he had been right they were the degs of society, Slovenly and drunks to boot."The repose of the company are moving out in about 48 hours. You five have been picked to maintain this Ithiel Town. Until they leave just stay out of sight. Out sight out of mind."If ( I laughed ) you need me I will be in the troupe office."
My five stood at attention as the rest of the Company began loading up the hand truck. As they pulled out I gave the dictation hand salute. We held the salutation till the truck were out of sight'."Two,"we broke the salute.
My five were surprised to take care around and see rifles pointing at themselves. We stripped them and planned to locked them in the City Jail.
One of them was enraged and attacked one of our people, grabbing their rifle and firing off ... one injection before all five hit the reason ... The Jail cell would not be needed ...
The last paragraph and this was written by Joann.
At first it was a boisterous time, we had won with only one snap fired at us ... then the excitation turned to remorse ... The sudden realisation ... We were on our own ... The one shot, had hit our loss leader, Moe ... he died instantly.
We would have to learn and oppugn everything always asking"How would Moe have done it ?
We knew not what to do former than occupy the townspeople of Timber Ridge and make it ours.
THE END