Militia
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His wife ran out of ammo and switched to her pistol only seconds before he himself had finished of his clip and raised his glock to join her in the battle. He felt the bullet that tore into his shoulder but through the adrenaline managed to keep firing as more rounds stung his body. He looked over at his wife as she collapsed to the ground, bleeding heavily from her own wounds and then fell down beside her and grabbed her hand just before they were both shot in the head and died together on the floor of their son’s bedroom still just as free as they had been at birth.
As Mike was leaving Seattle and searching out more camps to liberate and more cities to conquer, the people of Middle still continued to live their lives away from the atrocities that were happening in their country. Winters had become easier as the people who had once called Edinboro home had become experts in building the comforts they needed to make their town a permanent home. Log cabins that had at first just been small structures with dirt floors and had fires in the middle of the only room for heat were now built up with wood floors, stone fireplaces and multiple bedrooms.
While it had been quite some time since any of them had gotten word from the militia and nearly as long since there had been any reports from the radio that Mike had left them, the people of this town continued to have faith that their friends and family that had left to start a revolution were finding success. Their hunting parties doubled as scouts and would routinely head out further from town on their hunts to check any possible areas of approach for signs of others.
The militia had trained many of the older boys who had been too young to leave with them to fight and to defend the town. These boys were getting older and becoming better soldiers as they continued to practice the skills which Mike had brought to them from his time as a Ranger and the people in town felt more secure with each passing day. As some of the older boys began to turn into men many of them desired to leave Middle and search out the militia but the elders of the town worked hard to talk them out of leaving and to stay and protect their town. Mike had wanted the town protected from the outside world and if these now young men were to leave not only would the town be less safe in the event that they were found but there was a chance that they would be spotted and inadvertently lead the Chinese back to the town they had worked so hard to build.
Town meetings were held on a regular basis to keep everyone close and to allow anyone the opportunity to voice any concerns they might have. These meetings usually switched from talk of the town itself to talk of the militia and the peoples hopes that they would see their friends and family members who had chosen to take up arms in the near future. The people were grateful that Mike had led them to these mountains and helped them build a town that had kept them safe from the Chinese occupation. Mike and all of the men and women who had left with the militia were heroes to the citizens of Middle. To these people Mike was their savior and none of them doubted that he would lead them to a free nation once again and give them the chance to return to their homes in Edinboro.
About The Author
Justin D. Russell is a United States Army veteran having served three years in the Army’s Old Guard and six additional years in the National Guard. He currently lives in Northwestern Pennsylvania with his wife and two children.
Copyright ©2014 by Justin Russell, All rights reserved.
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Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Epilogue
About The Author