If we succeed and live to tell about it, our electricity and
basic services would be restored; Not to mention our democracy, rights, and
Constitution.
If not, 'One Nation Under God' would be a Fairy Tale or a
bedtime story, if it weren't outlawed.
We left the safety of the Naval Air Station hours ago,
knowing any skirmish out here in the desert was ours for us to handle alone. There were no drones and satellites didn't have night vision.
The enemy wasn’t skilled, except for what they learned in
prison. While we had a few experts; we were a mismatched bunch of millennial techies, amateur soldiers, and smart asses.
Our group of Loyalist had only 4 former special ops
soldiers, one being Josh, who I couldn't help but emotionally and physically
ache for.
Meanwhile, my feelings for Jesse were getting complicated as well.