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You Took Away Tomorrow - Chapter 12: Stand and Fight

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Chapter 12: Stand and Fight

              Jack pulled back the charging handle on his AR, verifying that he had a round chambered. The brass casing glinted in the afternoon sun, ready for action.
              “All right Mike, here’s the plan: you’re in charge of getting the women and children out of the house. We prepositioned two of the cars about a quarter of a mile away from here—Fiona can lead the way. Get there and keep a low profile.”
              Mike looked at him starkly.
              “Are you sure?”
              Jack nodded and tossed him the keys to his Tacoma.
              “Don’t scratch it. I’m going to make sure the others get out of here alive. Probably cause some trouble for the bad guys, too. We’ll meet up with you. We’ll contact you via the walkies if you need to leave without us.”
Mike drew in a deep breath.
“I’m sorry, man—I brought this on you guys. We needed a place to—“
Jack held up a hand.
“Not now. Get moving!” he said, shoving Mike towards the house.
J­­ack broke into a run, leaving Mike behind and heading to join the others at the neighborhood’s entrance. He half expected to hear another sniper’s shot ring out, but had to remind himself that their neighborhood, secluded as it was in thick Southeastern forest, would have total cover from whatever enemy forces waited on the county road.

He keyed his radio.
“I’m on the move, approaching from your rear,” he called. He hurtled down the road, gravel crunching underfoot and battle gear rattling as he went. Dead ahead lay the ambulance, not moving.
              As he ran, Jack realized that it was highly unlikely the attackers were aware of his group’s presence—at least until they recovered the self-proclaimed ‘Will of Allah’ and he set them on the war path in their direction. Bowman had never said “I’m with a group of well-armed civilians” during his radio transmission. The only thing that could have really tipped the enemy forces off the limited walkie chatter that had taken place since the sniper’s shot rang out.
If the enemy guerillas were unaware of Jack’s group, then they had both the element of surprise and a slight time advantage. If and when the enemy recovered their wounded comrade, that advantage would be greatly diminished.
              The group’s two guard positions were on opposite sides of the road, with Amy’s post staggered back about twenty yards from the entrance, and Tex’s position just behind the tree line at the entrance, with decent line of sight to the main road in both directions. Both positions were located in raw, untouched forest and both had been placed behind a natural rise in the ground, which gave good cover for a person lying prone.
They’d discussed plans to improve upon the position, but hadn’t had time to get any of that work done. Each post did have a .30 caliber ammo can with seven extra loaded magazines, which was to be used up first before the defender went to the magazines carried on their battle gear. That was meant to insure that the defender had a full complement of magazines if they did have to leave their position. Each defender also had a single lifeboat smoke signal, to be used to mask movement.
Kyle had joined Amy in her position—due to their multicam fatigues, Jack could barely see them, even though he knew exactly where to look. Jack threw up a quick wave to them, and powered on to join Tex at his position nearest to the road, where he would have the best vantage point.
              Engines rumbled down the county road, moving in their direction. Jack put another ounce of energy into his pace, dashing to reach Tex as the enemy forces moved in.
“It’s Jack!” he half yelled, half whispered as he closed in on Tex’s guard post. He slid into place next to the big former linebacker, sending dried leaves and debris flying. Tex had his AK-47 at the ready, finger poised to disengage the safety. Jack was thankful to see Tex had his AKs 75-round drum in place and ready to go.
Jack rolled into the prone position as two big Ford Expeditions rolled into view. They were brand new vehicles, probably stolen right off the lot, Jack guessed. The lead vehicle was dark green, the other brown. They had no visible modifications to the exterior, and the cabs of each were well occupied, though Jack could not see clearly enough to get an exact count. As the SUVs raced in, a man emerged from the sunroof of the lead vehicle, wearing the same style of clothing as the man from the ambulance, plus a black ski mask and shooting glasses. He hefted what Jack recognized as a Soviet-era RPD belt-fed machinegun into place with him.
­­­“Aww crap,” Jack groaned quietly.
              “Decided to join the fun?” Tex joked, but the strain came through clearly in his voice.
              “Wouldn’t miss it. Let’s not get killed, ok?”
              “Sounds like a plan. No signs of movement from the ambulance. Shot came from the north, but I can’t spot the guy.”
Adrenaline pumped full-throttle through Jack’s veins. His heart beat on overdrive. His hands trembled ever so slightly in nervous anticipation of what may lie ahead.
The SUVs sped in towards the ambulance, the green vehicle with the machine gunner leading the way. It braked sharply, skidding to a stop so that the vehicle angled in between Rourke’s street and the ambulance. A covering maneuver, Jack guessed, though he and Tex still had relatively clear fields of fire. The vehicle was stopped roughly 20 yards from their position, the passenger’s side facing towards them.
The brown Expedition screeched into place seconds later, stopping in between the green SUV and the ambulance. Jack cursed, realizing that the big SUV blocked their line of sight to the back of the ambulance—exactly what the guerrillas likely intended. They were using the combined bulk of the green and brown Expeditions to provide cover for the rescue of their injured comrade.
              With the vehicles up close now, Jack could see that the green SUV carried four men—the driver, gunner and two in the rear passenger’s row—while the brown carried three men—the driver and another pair of men in the rear passenger’s row. Seven enemy fighters in total.
Doors on both vehicles flew open almost simultaneously as the guerrillas moved into action. Two man teams exited from the driver’s side of each vehicle—the side facing away from Rourke’s street and any potential threat that it contained. All wore the RealTree pattern camouflage clothes and ChiCom chest rigs, and sported dark hair and bushy beards similar to their wounded comrade. One of the guerillas wore a boonie cap heavily laden with strips of burlap and vegetation and carried a scoped AK-variant rifle spray painted green and tan.
“There’s our sniper.”
The other three men carried folding stock Kalashnikovs, handling them with familiar ease.  
The sniper moved into position behind the green SUV’s front end, ready to provide backup fire to the machine gunner. Two of the other men moved to the ambulance’s rear doors, and the third man angled towards the cab of the ambulance.
              “We gonna gun these bastards down or what?” Tex asked.
              A trio of shots broke out, startling Jack. The third guerilla fired into the ambulance’s cab to either finish off Bowman or ensure he was dead.
Had the police officer been alive? Had there been something they could have done to rescue him?
              Jack swore—he would never know.
He took in a deep breath, considering their situation. The enemy had essentially waltzed right into a trap, unaware that they might find American civilians hiding in the woods and ready to strike. They had the enemy lined up in their sights. If they let the guerillas escape with their wounded comrade, then they would have that threat hanging over them. The group would need to evacuate his home and head off on the unknown journey to the hunting lease. And, the guerillas would be free to wreak mayhem and murder on others in the area.
If they launched an ambush and wiped out the guerrilla force, then they would remove that threat from over their heads. They could likely remain at home. And they could rid the area of a deadly menace.
              Jack said a quick, silent prayer for guidance and felt confirmation surge inside him, along with an additional burst of adrenaline and healthy dose of fear. Jack let out a breath, prepared to act.
              “Let’s take ‘em out. You take the sniper, I’ll take the machine gunner, then open up. On three. Ready?”
              “Hell yeah,” Tex said, disengaging his AK’s safety lever down.
              Jack flipped his AR’s three times magnifier into place, the optic giving him an up-close view on the machine gunner. He steadied his Aimpoint’s red dot on the man’s upper chest, flipped off the safety and began to apply pressure on his carbine’s trigger. He breathed slowly. At twenty, maybe twenty five yards, it would be an easy shot.
              He took a deep breath this time, telling himself to calm down. His heart thumped loudly in his ears. He started the count.
“One. Two. Three.”
              Jack pressed his trigger to the rear, breaking the shot smoothly. The gunner shook from the impact but did not go down. He yelled in rage and surprised, firing a wild burst down Rourke’s street. Jack cursed in frustration.
Tex’s AK roared to life, firing a volley in the sniper’s direction. The bullets skipped across the Expedition’s hood and the sniper dropped from view.
“Think I got ‘im!” Tex called triumphantly.
Jack let his red dot rest on the machine gunner’s chest a second time and triggered a quick pair of controlled shots. A spray of blood appeared on the far side of the man’s chest. He fell back through the sunroof, disappearing from view. The RPD slid from his grip, clattering to the road, dragging the long ammunition belt with it.
              Gunfire ripped in their general direction, sending both men ducking to the dirt. The guerrilla who had finished off Bowman was returning fire, firing rapidly. The shots zipped overhead, whistling through the trees.
              Gunfire echoed out from Amy and Kyle’s position as they entered into the fray.
              “Keep shooting!” Jack yelled. Tex responded by unleashing a steady stream of fire across the county road, a stream of hot 7.62x39mm casings pouring out onto the forest floor.
              The guerrilla dashed for cover behind the green SUV, bullets skipping around him, narrowly missing. Jack leveled his red dot on the man, firing quickly but seeing no effect. The guerrilla slipped behind the back of the Expedition.
              Tex shifted his fire, ripping into the SUV’s tires and tracing a line of fire up to the driver. Panicking and possibly shot, the driver floored the accelerator, jumping forward, leaving his comrade stumbling frantically in pursuit. Jack snapped off a quick burst of shots at the now exposed guerrilla, cutting him down to the road.
              There was sound of doors slamming shut as the remaining two guerrillas piled into the brown Expedition. The SUV rocketed forward, racing down the county road, leaving the open and empty ambulance in its wake.
              “They got their guy!” Jack yelled. Both men fired at the SUV, rapidly squeezing off shots as it disappeared from their line of sight.
              The bolt of Jack’s AR-15 locked back, magazine spent.
              “Dammit, don’t let ‘em get away!” he yelled, grabbing a magazine from his plate carrier and dashing from his firing position. He slammed the mag in and pressed the bolt catch, chambering the top round.
              Jack ran out onto the road, giving him a clear view of the fleeing vehicles. Out of his peripheral vision, he saw the unmoving bodies of the two downed guerrillas—the sniper and the other. One hundred and fifty yards down the county road, the green SUV had come to a stop, too shot up to drive further. The brown SUV accelerated in for the rescue.
              Jack dropped to a knee, steadying his aim. The door of the bullet riddled SUV flew open and the driver emerged, clutching a hand to an injured neck and waving to the other vehicle for help.
Jack let out a breath and squeezed the trigger, the shot hitting the guerrilla fighter square in the chest a split second later. The man fell limply, smashing to the pavement, life suddenly torn from his body.
              The final Expedition raced past their fallen comrade, not even slowing. Jack fired off a burst of shots into the rear of the fleeing SUV, with no visible effect.
              “Jack!” shouted Tex’s warning voice, gunfire echoing out.
              Jack instinctively lunged away, breaking his sight picture on the Expedition to see bullets tear into the sniper—not dead but injured—who had a pistol out and leveled in his general direction. In his death throes, the sniper fired off a pair of shots right where Jack had been kneeling. The salvo of gunfire from Tex’s AK tore across the sniper’s chest, finishing him off.
              The brown Expedition disappeared around a bend in the road.
              Jack scanned his surrounding, looking over the two fallen guerrillas, dead on the asphalt in gradually expanding pools of blood. Neither moved. Satisfied that there were no imminent threats, Jack checked himself for injuries—no blood—and then scanned over Tex—again, no blood or visible injuries.
              “We’re clear,” Jack called into the radio.
              “We’re good too. No injuries,” Kyle called back.
              “Thank God. We are safe, too,” came Esmerelda’s voice over the radio. Jack felt a wave of relief spread over him—his group was safe and well.
 He performed a tactical reload, swapping the partially expended magazine in his gun for a fresh one from his plate carrier. Tex followed Jack’s lead; at some point in the fight, he’d replaced the drum with a regular thirty round magazine.
“Now what?” Tex asked, scanning up and down the road.
Jack had trouble thinking—he felt shaky and a little bit light headed as he was coming off the adrenaline and emotional dump of combat.
“We’ve got no wounded. We took out at least four of their guys, maybe more, though they got away with our injured buddy ‘Will.’ If their group originally had eight fighters—the seven we saw, plus Will—they’re down to a max of three uninjured guys, plus Will, and maybe the seriously injured machine gunner.
“They got away, though. Probably headed for help from buddies in the area, medical attention or both. We don’t know how many more of them there might be operating in the area. I can’t imagine there being hundreds of Muslim extremists running around here—we aren’t exactly Al-Queda central—but there could be another squad or two of those guys out there. They know we’re here, so we won’t have the element of surprise anymore. That’ll be in their favor.”
“Agree, but why would they come back here for another round? Revenge?”
Jack nodded.
“Wouldn’t you? Someone mows down your best buds—aren’t you going to want to make ‘em pay in kind?”
“Probably,” Tex acknowledged.
“So, I think we probably need to move somewhere else ‘till this blows over.”
Tex sighed.
“What about all this mess? What do we do if they show up? Do we just leave the bodies here in the road? The wrecked vehicles? The ammo? The guns?” he asked, gesturing to the battlefield around them. He walked over to the RPD, lifting it off the road, the big gun fitting his linebacker’s frame well.
“And what about this thing?”
“Looks good—but we’ve also got to consider the cops, too. The guns were probably all used in the ambush at the Interstate. And the cops will probably eventually send someone over here to check things out when Bowman never shows up at the hospital.”
Jack paused, surveying up and down the county road, quiet once again after the deafening sounds of battle.
“But, we’re probably going to have traffic on this road within the next few minutes, so we might as well clear the bodies and gear out of the way. Let’s call in to the others, have a quick pow-wow and figure out what we do next.”


  1. Peanut_GalleryAugust 05, 2013

    Considering a portion of the bad guys got away it would be wise to continue with the bug out plans. Beyond that I'm not sure what else to do.

    1. Reading this makes me glad I have a SCAR 17s with a good scope. No body would have lived in the vehicle at 150 yds. The body armor would only have helped the perps a little.

    2. I'm not so sure the bad guys will return. They surely have objectives and I don't believe those objectives would include having skirmishes w/ every group of armed citizens they encounter. We are in the south right?
      Continue securing the fort. There is nothing to say that the bug out location or route to is any safer than where they already are. Pick up and use any gear left behind from battle and stay on alert!

  2. Good thoughts to police up the guns and bodies. However, the ambush ideas was more balls than brains. Another minute of thinking would have either let a larger, better trained force go, or disabled the trucks after the first two threats were put down.

    Bugging out is the right thing to do.

    So, let's look at this strategically, there are enemy boots on the ground in the SE United States. They have managed to pop nukes, and have done it all by surprise. They have technical capabilities, and more important logistic capabilities. Battles are won through logistics as much as bullets. I would not trust any water system now, with terrorists on the ground, it would be mighty easy to dump 10 pounds of cyanide in the water system. Thinking this through, even if there were a couple thousand of these guys throughout the country, they aren't here to get in gunfights, they are here to create mass casualty events that need boots on the ground. Where is the nearest nuclear power plant?

  3. You have probably just bought yourself some time. Do what you can to load what supplies you can into the remaining vehicles. Clear the road but leave the weapons. I still think you would be better joining up with barry/barry's group and combining forces (and armories). As tempting as those guns are, you have basically what each of your people need right now. Any way be sure to load up as much of the supplies as you can and and meet up with the others at the cache sight. I would highly doubt that 8 guys completely over whelmed the the police. There are more.

  4. Definitely time to bug out. Before doing so, I would get on the radio to let any remaining officers listening in know that the enemy is monitoring their frequencies and give a brief update on the attack on Bowman. I would also collect any automatic weapons left behind. Even if there are no intentions for the group to use them, keeping them in the right hands seems like the best decision. If left, there is no telling who will be the one to find them. This is my first comment, loving the story so far!

  5. Place the decapitated heads of the enemies on pikes for all to see. (kidding)

    As usual, fantastic read. Thank you for your time Sir.

    1. Thank you for reading!

      We may be a bit early for heads on pikes...stay tuned.

  6. Finally finished Patriots--this is much better. Can't wait to read more!

  7. Tex, Jack and Kyle should collect weapons, ammo and any intel from the green SUV, relay info on Bowman and any intel to police, then clear street for evac.

    Rest of group packs up supplies and essentials for movement to their secondary site. Half the group goes to the hideout vehicles, other half takes remaining vehicles. If time permits, might lay a trap or two in case the bad guys come back for revenge.

    Loving these chapters. Keep up the wonderful work.

  8. First, put a bullet in each terrorist's head including the ones down the road because they obviouly had body armor. Send 2 back to the house to pack up all gear & stores possible. Send all the bad guys weapons & gear back to be packed as well. The other 2 should clear road of bodies. See if any bad guy has a radio & listen in (probably not helpful unless you know their language but could help). Use ambulance radio to notify police of "Bowman's" plan & how you helped him with it providing cover but unfortunately the terrorist showed up. Get ambulance supplies packed to take as well. I would not spend more than 30 minutes total loading supplies then get out of there. Contact other group members who already left when you're on the way to meet them so they can watch for other terrorist vehicles. They really need to meet up with any prepper friends because this is obviously not going to be a situation that is quickly contained.

  9. Unless the neighbors are coming out loaded for a fight, I have to agree on bugging out. It is clear there is a lot more going on than an isolated cell or two. Having run off some and eliminated four(?)this group is wounded but not out.
    If the PD and/or EMS radios are still working, broadcast the ambush, its out come and vehicle direction of flight (leave out all info on your group).
    Police the road, secure the bad guy's weapons in the abandoned SUV, take any useful ammo. Start loading up as many supplies as possible in all available vehicles and start heading out, attempt contact with Barry if possible.

    1. I agree with leaving the enemy weapons but would disable them by removing the bolts and or firing pins, whichever is quickest and discarding them later into the bug out but definitely keep as much of the ammo as possible

  10. With the way Mike has been a cowboy until now I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't run out to the road to block the terrorist's escape. If he does & is able to do it, then they could stay put at their house.

  11. Wow...

    As I've said before: Loving this story. I'm wearing a hole in the edge of my seat.

    Keep em comin' !!

  12. You need to control the weapons. Whether you have enough or not, I would not leave any gear or weapons around for bad guys to pick up more of! At least hide them if you really don't have room but take any automatics and now you know you can find more ammo if you have the enemies weapon's plus yours! The automatics/RPD could come in a lot of help! Not to mention, it'd allow you to gain intel. Having said that, I'd get an EPW team in Tex and Jack, the other 2 will pull security down each side of road. Put at least one more round in each EPW's head and drag them off the road. MAKE SURE the THREAT is neutralized! Do a quick search and take all useful information and gear, i.e weapons, ammo, armor, comms, intel, and anything else (don't forget to search the vehicle for intel also)! I wouldn't spend more than 5 minutes on the OBJ at this point. Radio to Mike and Esme to have one bring a vehicle up to load any gear if need be. Lastly, see if you can take Bowman's pacset with you, if not, at least radio up what's happened and let whatever shreds of government are left know all info you know from 'Will'.

    At this point, leave two people on the road for security. Load up everything you can into all the vehicles! Send a group to the back up vehicles and bug out with everything you can grab while picking up the last two on the street on your way out. Make sure you don't leave any plans behind. I'd have a hard time thinking the enemy wouldn't come back and ransack the neighborhood. Lay some traps if you can and get out of Dodge ASAP.

    Definitely a good call on engaging. Odds weren't with you but surprise was which can be a game changer clearly! Not to mention you'd be compromised very quickly with 'Will' as well, so that was your best fighting chance! Now as well would be a GREAT time to possibly hook up with others you trust that could be useful. Either Barry/Barry's posse (if he has one) or I'm assuming you've got some more friends you went to church with or buddies from the range that have some preps. Obviously stay away from others that would be parasites but now that you've seen that the enemy is rolling heavier than you are, any fight where you don't have surprise, you'll be taking casualties! So get numbers, if at all possible!

    Finally, I agree with Seth, decapitate EPW and skewer them as a reminder for all that come back! Only if you have time ;) Just kidding!

    Awesome read! I've learned a lot of different perspectives and thoughts on just seeing other people's ideas! Good discussions and thoughts! Thanks for writing!!!

    - JackintheBox

    1. Great thoughts.

      As a writer, it's really a treat to get the ideas and perspectives of others!

      Thanks for reading!

  13. There could arguably be a good idea to doing something terrible to the enemies bodies. Their comrades come back and be disturbed and demoralized at some horrible scene. Don't know what it would take to do that to an enemy like they are facing. Unfortunately it would take the stomach to do it, and precious time, so not likely a good option in this situation methinks.

    1. A Pork chop would go a long way!!!

    2. awesome idea for the pork chop! too funny:) don't think that heads on pikes would bother these guys so much as these guys love running around cutting of the heads of the "infidels". dishonoring them with a pork chop bacon necklace not only makes the point better it's much more amusing. Props to 3rdman for a great sense of humor

    3. No!!! We can't waste valuable bacon like that!

  14. Unless there is a much bigger force nearby I don't think the BGs will be back very soon but just in case you need to act quickly.

    If one of the radios are still operable I like the idea of giving a sitrep to the cops.

    Personally I'd take the auto weapons as they could come in handy later on. If you don't take them they need to be fully disabled. A couple good whacks on a tree should bend the barrels enough to put em out of action. Grab all their ammo and gear you can use and as stated above look for any intel in the SUV and on their person that could be useful.

    I wouldn't boobytrap anything because it might be cops or returning neighbors that trip em.

    JackintheBox makes a good point about numbers. Especially if you stay fairly close around this area.

    Great story, man! Looking forward to more.

  15. I think Jack made the right call as they were likely to be compromised by "The Will" and had a good chance at getting the upper hand. Unfortunately it didn't work out perfectly, but it was a worthwhile risk. It does now seem like all options have been exhausted for staying in place, and now is the time to finally bail on home.

    I would definitely grab the RPD and any other weapons laying about, ditto with Bowman's com and pistol. They probably don't have any way to reload the belt-fed RPD, but Barry might... Drag the bodies into the woods and out of sight, really the only thing they have time for right now.

    I really enjoyed the shoot-out scene. I thought it was very realistic that a single round from an AR did not instantly incapacitate the BG. People don't die easily and the 5.56/223 is a small, fast round that is likely to punch a relatively small wound through a person at short ranges.

  16. I am glad some of the terrorists are dead...Jack's group did the right thing. If everyone in the country runs and hides, we're lost as a people. They absolutely need to take the guns, any medical supplies and the radio from the ambulance, and to get the kids out of there asap. Then they need to make contact with Barry's group and prepare for the return. Will of Allah only knows about Jack's group, so they may have some element of surprise if met by a larger group...i.e. including Barry's veteran, gun-toting and combat hardened pals. I think the heads on pikes are a good idea (I am not kidding, and am a girly girl)for later...it will unnerve the enemy on their return and that has strategic value.

    1. Heads on pikes and a big sign that says "LET'S ROLL !!" . I am quite sure they would recognize the sentiment from that statement...

    2. Kind of a modern day "WOLVERINES" logo... lol

  17. So, finally another break for the group. Still better to be lucky than good, eh? Heads on pikes is one of my tag lines, so the idea has its attractions. But the group has more pressing issues.

    Don't leave nothing for the BGs. At least put it someplace secure. The RPD is mighty tempting, but I can understand the paranois for now. Would definitely consider putting it somewhere I could get to it later if possible.

    Hard to believe they went through all that ammo and still one rig got away from them. Too bad no one had a 338 LM. Also hard to believe the lone sniper blew his overwatch to rejoin the comrades. Maybe overestimated their skills. There should've been at least two scout/sniper units reconning the rest of the neighborhood ahead of the assault/recovery team. Must be pretty green to have made that sort of mistake. They certainly paid for it.

    So, the group earned a do-over. Let's hope they capitalize on this chance better than the first two they squandered.

    Sometimes discretion is the better part of valor, and sometimes you just gotta do the nasty. In this case, the nasty was about the only good choice they had left. So while the BGs are all off licking their wounds and getting themselves worked up for payback, get the Heck out of dodge!

    I need to go back and re-read Ch 9 and 10. Did the group tip their hand discussing their E&E plans in front of "the Will"? Even if he was (playing) unconscious.

  18. Good stuff. Take all the weapons, body armour and supplies that they can from bad guys and use for their own advantage. Instead of heads on pikes, fill their mouths with bacon and arrange their bodies in compromising positions! I agree that now is the time to bug out as retribution may be on the cards.

  19. Great story, I look forward to each installment.
    I would gather all the weapons and send them back to be loaded into the vehicles, search the SUV and bodies for intel and radio the police to let them know what has happened and that there communications are not secure. I don't think the bad guys are coming back, if there well trained and have an agenda to accomplish revenge will not be part of it. That said I would still bug out for a couple days. Take turns watching the house with a scoped rifle from 3-400 yards to deter looters and bad guys. I'm sure there will be more looters in there future.

  20. I would take all guns, ammo, gear, supplies, and even any uniforms (if not bloody) the enemy combatants had and then load their bodies up in the SUV and set it ablaze. If the enemy comes back they would probably check that area first and not head into the neighborhood.

    I would also check to see if "Will" happened to be one of the dead bodies. If so, things may not be so bad as they would not know the exact location of the group.

    Whether you use the weapons or not...a single bullet left behind may be the fatal blow dealt to one of Jack's group.

    1. RPD tempting, very tempting. Would not take the chance of being Oscar mike to bug out location with BG's Automatic weapons. Other locations may not have been hit with action yet and local leo's may have had a chance to set up roadblock's and check points. With BG's uniforms and weapons (full auto illegal with out permits that are very hard to get) local leo's may mistake you for BG's and screw up the bug out plan. Take ammo, gear, intel, and anything else useful, disable and dispose of BG'S weapons and get out of dodge. If I did take the BG's weapons I would head directly to Barry and use them to barter for items I really need more of or didn't have.

      Great story I love the fact that, unlike Hollywood, nothing is going as planned and the characters have to fly by the seat of there pants and figure things out as they go. aka real life

  21. take everything, leave nothing behind. radio the police and tell them about the fire fight, and the description of the other vehicle. and of course that the BG's can monitor the radios. bug out! about leaving someone behind.......not sure it is the best idea, but I have to agree. at least to keep looters out. have a time table for others to check in with you via radio. bodies, leave them naked, (you got the uniforms) with ham in their mouths, and signs on them telling the world who these people was. americans, being a civilize people, beheading these guys might be to much, right now. nice idea though. if the BG do not return after a few days (2-3) it should be safe enough to return, as they got other things to do other than waste time and ammo on a hand full of people. but, if "will" does not get killed later, and he is the only one left, he might return on his own.

  22. Let me throw this bone out...if the militant group only came to the area to retrieve their fellow and left their dead, chances are that they won't be returning for the bodies or revenge. They've obviously trained for this and knew that casualties would happen. They are regrouping and/or getting ready for their next phase. So much as Bowman's training told him to call out the address, these terrorists will be moving on with their training. When training is all you know, training is what you do.

    That aside, Jack and Tex think that they will return. Their own line of thoughts would have them take anything useful and block the street with vehicles to hinder a return. The bodies? There's no time for a sign, but I'd put one that said, "Courtesy of the USA" and prop it up on a vehicle that blocks the road. Hahaha...

    Radio the group and tell them to keep going to the BOL. Personally? I'd like to see the four at the house stay there. Pack the other vehicle with gear in case they have to leave. Or pack the gear into another house. From a tactical standpoint, it makes more sense to leave the group fractured until they get more information as to what's going on.

    And someone grab Bowman's radio! And empty out the ambulance of supplies. And crochet a hat! And, and, and.... :)

  23. Great stuff continues. Thanks again.

    First order of business: is Bowman still alive and are all the bad guys really dead? Verify both immediately. Triage or anti-triage as appropriate.
    I'm all for taking the automatic weapons and ammo as possible. Just think if Jack and Tex could have opened the ambush with the RPD or sent rounds down-range at the fleeing SUV with that scoped/improved AK?
    Let the folks back at the house know the good guys are OK and uninjured. They'll be freaking out in short order without reassurance. And Mike hasn't been the most clear-thinking already.
    If functional, radio the cops that you had a fire fight and the nature of the bad guys, description of their uniforms, weapons, tactics, vehicle and terrorist intent. Don't get too specific about the group's details: tell them you're convinced radio comms are vulnerable and that you fear for your life. You might want to throw a little deception in the mix about the group's plans assuming "Will" & Company are listening.
    I don't have a great feel for the BOL route and time to get there. But my inclination is to open distance from the threat. ASAP. Protect the tribe.
    Connecting with Barry may also be a good idea. There has been a lot of talk about this already. It's still a reasonable tactic to let him know what is going on, verify some intelligence and maybe help get the word/warning out to others.
    If time permits, I'm cool with the porkchop/bacon idea. You could even mention something on the radio about bacon-greased bullets if you want to mess with mujahadins' heads a bit. I loathe them all, but you already know that.

  24. I think that its great you're trying something different, but I come to this website for gear reviews and other sources you come across. I don't like how much the story telling is taking away from what you started out doing. And I find myself coming back here less and less as I see the stories more and more often and gear / kit reviews less and less. Its your site and you can do what you want, just thought I'd offer my opinion.

    1. In my view, prepping is at least 50% psychological preparation. I find these stories very valuable because we are not just reading blindly what someone else has done, but figuring out what we'd do. I have learned a lot from the tribe's responses, and from my pondering of the alternatives and the risk/benefit ratio from one installment to the next. One of the things I think I'd undervalued before was the importance of surrounding yourself with like-minded people who share the same values. Because in troubled times you will be relying on these people for your life and your family's life. Also, it illustrates that it is not just survival that counts, like a bunch of drowning rats clawing all over each other, but survival of your values as well. Going back for Brooke and the kids was because of their values. If you lose that, you've lost the hope for any kind of a decent future. That and the importance of powerful weaponry, so you have a future. :-) Girly girl