Lights out in America's Dairyland: An EMP Adventure by Victor Marbury

Author:Victor Marbury [Marbury, Victor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-05-28T06:00:00+00:00

Louise laid in the field gasping in pain. She heard the excited yells of the soldiers as they approached, knowing full well that they would kill her once they discovered her. She crawled to John’s rifle and removed the bolt and threw it away. She then took the radio and smashed it against a nearby rock, severing the communication link and denying the enemy eavesdropping ability. Louise rolled onto her belly and snapped the safety off of her late husband’s pistol, a Detonics 45ACP from the early 1980’s. She saw a soldier appear and yell, “Hey! I found one!” The soldier shot John’s body several more times. He then rolled John over and began to search him, laughing. Louise’s ghillie suit concealed her from the soldier, despite the face she was less than 3 yards from her husband. She lined the sights of the pistol upon the young punk and emptied half of the magazine in him.

The young punk could only yell “Gurkkkkk!” as the bullets struck him, killing him before he hit the ground. Mustafa caught a movement in the field as he rushed to the aid of his soldier.

Louise rolled over onto her back; pistol still clutched in her hand, breathing heavily. Her strength left her, and she dropped the pistol on her side and faced Mustafa with unafraid eyes.

“Leave us alone you bastard!” She spat on the ground at Mustafa’s feet.

“Not after this, bitch!” Mustafa raised his pistol and emptied it into Louise, killing her.

After searching both corpses, Mustafa walked back to the to the column lost in thought. He thought to himself, “These two people were in their late 60’s, and yet they were acting as a sniper team, if we run up against fighters like that in town….man, we’re fucked!”

Mustafa re-formed the column and led Delquan’s within sight of the roadblock at US 12 and W. Water Street. Delquan could see that the townspeople had put some barricades across the roadway.

“How pathetic, he thought. That puny fence isn’t going to stop us!” He stopped his army about 200 yards from the roadblock and sent for the flag of truce he had fashioned before leaving the farm, perhaps he could convince the town to surrender without a shot instead of losing the majority of his troops in a pitched battle. He raised the flag of truce and proceeded with Mustafa to a spot about 20 yards in front of the barricade.

He yelled, “Let me speak to the man in charge, we want to negotiate!” The message was passed to the command post, and Chief Krusk and Ben made their way to the roadblock to speak to Delquan. Neither of them held out much hope for a peaceful solution to their problems, but they had to find out if they could resolve the issue without resorting to violence that would end up costing everybody dearly.

Elaine approached the roadblock and held a bullhorn to her lips, “This is Elaine Krusk, Chief of Police, who am I speaking to?”

Delquan cupped his hands, “I am Delquan Jones, leader of the New Nubian Army.

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