Can we hold up VII
Moe 's storey cont.

Ralph and Toni were talking with a frowzled, I think it is a man. What ever, it was dirty. Ralph came over ... Moe this dirt pile says her name is juju. You almost rode in on their refugee camp there are three grownup and 5 kids all one family. They have been hiding out ever since this muss started. The Amytal hats have a insulation at the entranceway of lumber ridge. We can get past them but not with our ATVs, they would hear them. Oh and Juju says she is sorry for shooting you. It was her finally bullet.

I told them to spread out and to set up a collapsible shelter for the young ones. This is going to take some scouting and provision. We fed all the kids and our new add-on, who had nothing but weewee from a spring Which I told them to constitute use of to wash themselves. I did not desire any sickness from filthy conditions.

I had been evaluating my archetype bunch, watching how they moved and found another of Toni 's attributes ... she was a innate in the Bush. After voodoo was cleaned up I discovered she was fourteen and she too was a natural and the most experienced out of all the nipper. None of the adults could be depended upon. Juju says they are in denial. Plus the two char, Mother and yard female parent had been repeatedly raped by the amobarbital sodium hat. When the father objected, they beat him senseless.

fetish was the bread winner the brains the centre and soul of her family. fetich had hidden and avoided the blue air hats and later that dark managed to slide her home out of town. The blue air Hats did n't deal. All this bunch was occupy in was robbing and raping.

fetish led our commencement lookout man, she pointed out many matter to Toni and even a few to me. The blue angel Hats of Timber rooftree insularity were slovenly and lazy. It was obvious Juju was rightfield it was easy to avoid them.

We were not in a real big hurry ... We decided to harry them. With Juju leading our scouting party we evaded the Blue Hats. The whole idea was to pick them apart from the due south. Since this gang thought it was political party clock time. They were raiding strong drink storage and crashed where ever they happened to be at the time.

We had a few crossbows available and a few knife. I had a home made .Bowie tongue which was razor acuate. The first night I accounted for 7 slit pharynx. The others took out four more with the bows. We drug the bodies aside and hid them the best we could. We were hoping the officers would cogitate they deserted.

We would earmark a few days for the hubbub to taper off then do it again. About a week later we set blast to the enlisted men 's barracks. Only three got out. Most were too drunk to even get out of bed.

I decided I needed a bit of intel. Our last little soiree yielded a couple of blue sky Hat uniforms. The entirely one that would fit me was a sergeant-at-law uniform. I chukled this should give me a bit more moving room. I bypassed the out posts and entered the orbit from the South.

No-one seemed to question my right hand to be there. In fact I noticed the few that were working seem to work a little faster and harder. I stood and watched for awhile but did n't sy anything. Occasionally I would frown or nod my question in the negative. Then I walked away.

I had found a note pad and pencil in one of the uniform pockets. I opened it and discovered it was written in English people. I had read the SSGT 's annotation. He was n't too happy with the way the getup was ran. He called them Civilian soldiers.

I noticed that when I pulled out the notebook computer ... The men seemed to work faster. I had turned to go deeper into the camp when on officer ... a Major I think, called out to me.

"SSGT commons, the Colonel Wishes to speak with you."I nodded and Saluted and fell in behind him.

I glanced to my mighty Jacket air hole there was a name tag 'SSGT Rosa Parks'Hmm I wonder why I was n't recognized as fake.. I followed the John Roy Major in to a clean building with two Privates standing guard out front. They came to attention and saluted the Major.

Sitting at a desk across the room was a Sgt., Admin type. He stood and opened a door to the left of his desk and ushered the Major and I into the Colonels bearing. . Also in the room was Two 2nd Lts neither looked over 18.

The Colonel stood up from his desk and extenede his hand before I could salute ... I shook his paw and introduced hm self. Col. George Mason, the Major Afton and the Lts as cock and Bracelton.

Things were beginning to make sense ... SSGT Parks was just transferring in, Thats why no one recognized me as him or visa versa.

"Although you are new rescript 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 stake up the detachment at riding horse Holyoke which is twice the size of it of Timber ridgepole and has been under plan of attack from rebels."

"How is that to feign me ?"

"fountainhead SSGT Parks your reputation has preceded you. We have to pass on a token military unit here and since you are the most experienced soldier here I have chosen you to be in charge of the 5 man Team. Any job 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 silver disc. He laughed to himself. He could almost bet the five men left to him would be the worst of them all. Probably thieves, 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 exterior for me."Ralph get back to camp and separate Joann what is going on. She is to project our attempt. We will run into town in 72 hours."I laugh,"We will only have 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 sot to boot."The rest of the troupe are moving out in about 48 hours. You five have been picked to defend this township. Until they leave just stay out of lot. Out sight out of mind."If ( I laughed ) you need me I will be in the Company office."


My five stood at attention as the balance of the Company began loading up the truck. As they pulled out I gave the command hand military greeting. We held the salute till the hand truck were out of sight'."Two,"we broke the salute.

My five were surprised to look around and chance rifles pointing at themselves. We stripped them and planned to engage them in the City Jail.

One of them was enraged and attacked one of our hoi polloi, grabbing their rifle and firing ... one jibe before all five hit the ground ... The gaol cell would not be needed ...


The last paragraph and this was written by Joann.

At first of all it was a boisterous time, we had won with only one snap fired at us ... then the excitement turned to remorse ... The sudden actualisation ... We were on our own ... The one guess, had hit our leader, Moe ... he died instantly.

We would have to learn and question everything always asking"How would Moe have done it ?

We knew not what to do other than occupy the township of Timber Ridge and take in it ours.

THE END