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Fascism the End of Freedom

Copyright© 2024 by Heryankee

Chapter 6: Planning

I walked into the kitchen. I could smell the coffee. Mary must be up early. As I turned the corner into the kitchen Pete, Mike, Paul, and Martin were at the table with steaming mugs of coffee in their hands. I got my coffee and sat down with them. I could hear Mary and Melinda talking while they prepared breakfast.

“Later today we need to have a meeting. How about 10 tonight adults only. Paul I’ll leave it up to you on weather you want to include Martin. We should include the women.”

I went to my office to see if I could access satellite imagery. I wasn’t great with computers, but it would help us greatly if the excrement hit the high speed rotary device. There was a knock on the door.

“Come on in.”

The door opened and Martin walked in.

“Thanks for telling my dad you would consider me an adult. I’ll do anything I can to help.”

I smiled and laughingly said.

“Find me a really good hacker.”

He grinned, waved his hand and pointed at himself.

“I am the best I ever met. What do you need?”

“Can you hack into the observation satellites the government has? I need to access the imagery for early warning, and reconnaissance.”

He smiled.

“That’s easy”

He sat at the computer, and started to type. He concentrated on it for about 10 minutes and a screen came up. On it were several images. He pointed to the screen.

“These are all images from the satellites covering the Eastern coast of North America. Click on the image and it will become full screen. Press escape it will go back to a thumb nail. They are labeled by general area. For our area click on this one. I did and immediately saw many black-shirts scouting the ares around Walt’s cabin. Hunting for whoever had killed their co-conspirators. For that’s all they were seditious conspirators who had plotted to overthrow our democratic government. It was 1861 all over again. I would do my best to defend my country. My cell phone rang. It was my dad and mom they were on their way. I gave them a rendezvous point that I would meet them at. They told me my brother and sister and their families were coming with them.

I called Pete, Mike, Paul and Martin to meet me in the den.

They all came in. And Pete said.

“Whats up Joe?”

“We have more people coming today. We need to setup security at the pickup area. They are going to meet us at the lake behind the high school. Martin you will stay here this time and provide for the security here. Make sure you have an M4 and a pistol with you at all times. I will call you before we come in. Other than that shoot first and ask questions later. Paul set up on the roof of the school with a light machine gun. We have M 60s. Mike and Pete you will do perimeter security. It would be if we were in full combat gear. I will be the contact person. Lets take a Bradley rather than the car. We will hide it in the woods, and escort them back to the compound in it.”

We got kitted up and left about an hour later. I saw Mike and Pete both had Laws with them.

I looked and couldn’t help saying.

“You do know we have the Bradley with us don’t you?”

Mike smiled and said.

“You might need to get to the vehicle to use it.”

He was right. I saluted him, admitting my mental lapse. We mounted up and got there to set up security for the meeting area. Mike looked smiled and pointed to the picnic area by the lake.

“We don’t need the M60 I can provide more firepower from here in the Bradley and the field of vision is just as wide.” He then went back to the Bradley and set himself for over-watch. I went back inside the building. I found Martin and asked him if he could send the satellite feed to my phone, so that I could see enemy activity in the area. He grinned.

“When are you going to ask me to do something hard? Let me have your phone I’ll set it up.”

About 10 minutes later he handed me the phone.

“When you tap this icon you will get the feed from the satellite observing the area you are in. Tap the image and zoom in on any area you want a closer look at.”

“Thanks Martin.”

“No problem Joe.”

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