The Silent Majority (eBook)

Freedom In His Great Name

Carl McPherson (Autor)

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2021 | 1. Auflage
254 Seiten
Bookbaby (Verlag)
978-1-0983-8719-8 (ISBN)

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With the United States of America spiraling down in self-destructive and suicidal policies, Jack and Megan flee to the Arizona Mountains. Hiding from the government sponsored Antifa marauders, husband and wife must find a way to befriend The Silent Majority for access to the guarded Ham Radio Frequencies. Jack and Megan's Type I diabetic daughter is stuck in Flagstaff, Arizona behind enemy lines. Does she have enough insulin? Is she even still alive? Follow Jack and Megan as they try to survive in the mountains and stay under the radar of the tyrannical U.S. government to avoid the re-education camps.

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Chapter One (Jack)

Forced Underground

 

October 12
 

A small-scale fire in the forest several miles off had grown into a full-on blaze that was consuming vast swaths of the White Mountains in its fury to consume the dry fuel of the pine wilderness. The U.S. Forest Service resources had been pulled back to help keep control in the metropolitan areas. The fire was going to continue its natural progression until nature decided it was time to stop.

Riley, our tiny black and white Shih-Tzu, whimpered quietly at the front door of the small mountain home. She hoped to convince one of us to take her outside for a walk.

The smoke outside irritated our throats and with each day it became worse. It was unable to be ignored any longer. I can’t imagine how painful it was to our dog at this point.

My hands were deep in the hot soapy water of the sink, washing dishes from dinner and before I could ask, Megan, my wife, walked over to the coat rack near the front door and snatched up the leash for the dog. She donned her mask by pulling back her hair with one hand, leaned forward with her chin into the gas mask first. Its soft rubber edges cupped around her face before her hair fell forward over the mask. She’d gotten impressively fast at putting on the mask these last couple days. She cinched up the straps over her head and then hooked Riley to the leash for the walk outside.

I glanced back to watch her carefully as she pulled back the curtains and checked outside. Megan checked the television on the wall that displayed the various cameras outside and around our home. She then shouldered the AR-15, opened the door, and slipped out and onto the front porch for the walk.

I waited a few moments to listen for any calls for help or gunfire and then I went back to washing the dishes in silence.

It didn’t take but a few minutes before the two were back inside, a plume of smoke accompanying them before she closed the door. By now, I had the sink draining and was grabbing the towel to dry and put the dishes away.

“The smoke is getting terrible Honey, Riley is starting to sneeze constantly now, and her eyes look terrible,” Megan explained with concern.

I took in a deep breath to offer back a concerned sigh, but the deep breath resulted in a rant of coughing from the fresh smoke in the cabin.

I nodded a few times in agreement as Megan began locking the front door and putting the 2x4 plank across the frame. She took off the gas mask and hung the AR-15 on the wall.

“Okay,” I agreed, “We have everything we need well stocked in the bunker, so just a few things to grab and we can head down there and wait this fire out.”

Megan looked relieved with a grin, “Remember when I thought the idea of a bunker was ‘your idea’ but I supported you anyway?”

I nodded with a careful smile.

Megan smirked with a chuckle, “Well, that was the third time you were right in our marriage.”

We both shared in a long laugh on that one as we moved around the home picking up a few duffle bags and a couple backpacks that were the last of the things we kept up in the cabin with us.

We had the warning of the fire from the smoke at first and soon the ham radio gave us some specifics. We had been watching its progress and direction carefully while preparing to retreat to the bunker if needed.

Over the last year, we had cut back any dead pines, brush, and windfalls near the house. Any trees within 50 feet we cut down, even if they were alive, splitting them up into firewood for the winter. I wasn’t too troubled that the fire would take the cabin, but the breathing was unbearable now and the bunker was set up with a full chemical/biological/nuclear air purifying system. There was no real reason to continue punishing ourselves by staying up in the cabin any longer.

The roof of our small home was metal, and I had soaked down the siding with a garden hose for a long while earlier in the day. There were no trees near enough to fall over against the house so I figured it would be just fine.

To call it a cabin is a bit of an exaggeration. It is a simple two-story “Tuff Shed” bought from Home Depot that was delivered and set in place on the concrete slab for a mere $25,000. Not bad for a two-bedroom home, but it is tiny for sure.

It is 16 feet from the front door to the back wall by the kitchen sink and twenty feet from the far left to the far-right side of the building. The ground floor is an unsophisticated layout with an open kitchen on the back wall and an enclosed bathroom in the far back right corner. The remaining space is a dining and living room and an old wood stove in the front right corner.

A simple stairway on the far-left wall led up to the second floor. The second floor has a simple hallway along the back wall with two small 10’x10’ bedrooms with small closets.

We purchased the land two years before and had just finished paying off the bank loan when the glue holding society together started to fail. On the initial land purchase, half of the loan was for drilling the deep well. Up here in the White Mountains of Arizona we had to go down 450 feet before we hit quality water that was sustainable. It was a hefty bill for sure, but we’d finally paid it off.

Our plan before things went sideways in the country was to get the land, camp on it as our get-away on the weekends while we saved up for the bunker and the cabin. Renting out the cabin through Airbnb was the idea but that never happened because of the fast descent of the country at the time.

It was just after we paid off the loan that California declared their entire state a sanctuary state, followed by Hawaii, Illinois, and Nevada to bring the total to 14 sanctuary states. It was then that we decided to put a push on moving the purchase and installation of the Atlas Bunker (™)from Texas in place, as well as the house. We figured the prices were going to shoot straight up and the company wouldn’t be able to make them fast enough to keep up with demand.

I had never bought stocks low and sold high in the market. I had never been hired for a job just before they gave the historic big raises. I could count on one hand how many times I had stumbled into just the perfect thing at the perfect time. Moreover, this was one of the big ones.

With the collapse soon after of the economy and the entire banking system, those loans became moot. The bank we owed no longer existed. How many times does someone luck out like that?

The unrecoverable collapse came when the Federal government amended the 1st amendment to only cover the government media, the 2nd amendment had been removed completely, the one child limit was passed with free healthcare, free college education and finally the outlawing of coal and nuclear power plants. It was at that moment in time that we knew we had to make our move. There was no turning back and pretending that everything was going to work itself out any longer.

A long road of events led up to that point, which I recorded in my journal (appendix for journal) down in the bunker. It was at this point in the timeline that we knew the move north was no longer a retirement dream but an immediate necessity.

The Airbnb idea never came to fruition though. We had to install the wiring in the house ourselves, insulation in the walls, the pine plank walls inside, as well as the toilet, sink, shower, kitchen sink, wood stove and all the internal walls upstairs to make the bedrooms.

It was a ridiculous time of getting everything we needed for the cabin.

Most of the employees at The Home Depot had already quit and the owners had retreated with their own families to fend for themselves.

I was able to connect to a Home-Depot (™) delivery trailer with our truck and load it up during the store being looted. We put pine board planking for the inside walls on the bottom of the trailer, on that we stacked coils of electrical wire, light switches, LED lights, outlets, outlet cover plates and junction boxes. Anywhere we could find space we stuffed nails, screws, hammers, hand saws and as many hand tools as we could find that would not need electricity, paint brushes and gallons of varnish.

I then selected anything that seemed important. As much as we could pull out of the store, I stacked high while Megan kept watch over me with the AR-15.

People were just looting, but strangely, it was polite looting. If someone snatched up something you were reaching for you just shrugged, wished them well and told them to keep safe. It felt a bit like after 9/11, when everyone was on the same team. You extended grace to the next guy because it was a wartime mentality where the little stuff no longer mattered. We overloaded the trailer, shoved the truck bed full of rolls of insulation and made our way back to the cabin.

Luckily, the refrigerator, toilet, sinks, shower, plumbing supplies, wood stove and the other big appliances had already been delivered.

It was a week after our last load of supplies for the house that the government criminalized the use of internal combustion engines. That’s when the niceties of civilization crumbled and a survival instinct delegated kindness to each other to a low-level item of importance.

Since owning a vehicle was now illegal, we stacked up our supply of wood to...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 4.7.2021
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Fantasy / Science Fiction ► Science Fiction
• ISBN-10: 1-0983-8719-8 / 1098387198
• ISBN-13: 978-1-0983-8719-8 / 9781098387198