New Earth: The Search for Justice. R.D. Ph.D. Pittman

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haunted house at the K-Mart parking lot.” Muffled laughter could be heard. Commander Morris was not amused.

      “Stow that shit, get your heads straight right now.” Silence.

      There was a lever on the door itself and Morris rotated the lever counter- clockwise and the door creaked open. He motioned for a forward scout to check the room out, peer outside, and report back to Morris. The scout returned with his observations.

      “Sir, there are two Marines on guard at the hangars across the runway. Our best approach is to slip outside and go behind this building out of the tarmac lights. There’s a small hill at the far end of the runway and it’s completely dark. Circling around the hangars we can then come from behind and subdue them.”

      One by one the team moved swiftly out the front door of the generator room and followed the forward scout as he made his way along the path he had suggested. Once they had reached the hangars, Morris reminded them.

      “These are our brothers, they may not know what has happened, let me go first, if they forcibly resist, then protect yourself, and take them out quietly.” Morris stepped out from the shadows.

      “Young man, I’m Lt. Commander Morris of the Navy Seals, stand down and no one gets hurt”

      “Sir, no sir, I have orders,” the Marine countered and pointed his rifle at Morris.

      “I understand that soldier, do you know what has happened with Admiral Torrance?”

      “No sir, and I don’t care, I have orders.”

      “Before my team kills you and your partner over there, I thought you would like to know that Admiral Torrance is a traitor, and has overthrown the United States government and installed a military dictatorship. Now do you want to reconsider and I’ll have all my team members come out here and verify what I just said.”

      “Hey Joey, you better come here,” he shouted to the other Marine.

      His companion Marine guard, Lance Corporal Joseph Sebella sprinted toward his fellow Marine.

      “Holy shit what is going on here, who is this guy?”

      There was no time for a response, the team descended on the two and subdued them quietly.

      “Now listen to me you two jarheads we are here to liberate this base from your misguided leader’s orders. You can either join us or give us the layout, or well…you don’t want to know the alternative,” Morris said.

      “Man are you kidding, the Admiral overthrew the U.S. and used us to lock up our own people?” Joey complained.

      “Yes, you see that house up there in the side of the mountain. You know who is in there?” Morris asked.

      “No.”

      “General Alex Hanken.”

      “The General Hanken, the Desert Storm guy with all the medals?”

      “Yeah, him, and Torrance wants him locked up so he won’t oppose him with the forces under his control. Hanken is not going to stand by and let Torrance get away with this, do you understand?”

      “Yes sir, what can we do?” Joey responded.

      “You can help us spot where the other guys are, and one of you can come with us, and talk some sense into them so no one gets hurt.”

      “Okay, I’ll go, you stay here Tommy in case the Captain shows up, make up an excuse why I’m not here if he does.”

      It only took another two hours and the entire Marine contingent had surrendered to the Seal team. Morris marched them to the building where their Captain was enjoying a cup of coffee inside one of the offices of the command center. Morris stepped in through the door in his black garb, with black skullcap, painted face, and slid the auto load hammer back on his MP-5.

      “Captain, you are hereby relieved of your command,” as he pointed his MP-5 at him.

      Morris explained to the Captain what had happened and said the General would be down shortly to address everyone. Hurriedly, a loudspeaker system and podium was brought to the flight line so Alex could address all base personnel at one time.

      Alex stood before the gathered military personnel and with his family behind him.

      “Fellow patriots, tonight we begin a journey to take back our country from a group of conspirators who illegally seized control of your country. They denied you your basic rights under the Constitution of the United States, and that is to exercise your prerogative to peacefully disagree with someone else’s position. I am here to tell you tonight that this will not stand, and I will give my life in the defense of this great country. Together we can and will restore democracy to this nation and its people. We have work to do. Now go out and secure this base from outsiders. Go about your normal activities, I will keep you informed of our progress. God bless the United States of America, dismissed.”

      Alex then turned his attention to the site commanders located throughout the US; his only hope in all of this was that his backup plan was working.

      Chapter 2

      Arise You Patriots

      Alex and his contingent returned to the residence to follow-up with all the other facilities and check their progress. It wasn’t long before the calls started coming in, the first was from Major General Hank Conroe at the Coeur d’Alene facility.

      “General Hanken sir, I’m pleased to inform you that our facilities are now under our control. The Marines, when confronted with the fact that Torrance had led an overthrow of the government, surrendered to our boys. General, thank God you had the foresight to place contingent units in key critical areas.”

      “Hank, I am pleased that this was carried out peacefully, we enjoyed the same outcome here at Peterson. Now, I want you to activate the three squadrons housed at the airbase. Get the pilots and ground crew in ready status; leave your flight ops guy there. You get back to your original base at McChord and take command once again. All Air Forces are to be on standby alert until further notice.”

      “Yes sir, that is the best news I’ve heard in six months, do we anticipate having to confront our own Air Forces?”

      “Once Admiral Torrance knows that I have activated all of my squadrons, he will have no choice but to stand down his air wings, because I have superior numbers by a large margin, it would be suicide on his part.”

      “That was a fatal mistake on his part; he must have thought that you would go along with this.”

      “Yes, it was a mistake in judgment on his part, and it will be his undoing. My biggest concern is to try and avoid a confrontation of our forces. To lose one American life will be one too many. General Conroe you have your orders, keep me informed, you’re the tip of the spear in the Northwest for our country I’m counting on you.”

      “Sir, understood.”

      The next call came in from Brigadier General Harlan Monroe, who was facility commander at Mountain Home AFB.

      “Alex.”

      “Harlan, how are things going?”

      “I’m pleased to say we have had a peaceful resolution to our situation, the facility and airbase are in the hands of your people you dispatched down here. All I can say is thank God you are running this show.”

      “Harlan is the base commander there?”

      “Yes, he is somewhere around here, I can’t see him right off.”

      “Well, never mind, you are to inform him that he is to assume command of his former base until further notice; also inform him that all Air Forces under my command are on standby alert.”

      “Alex what do you want me to do?”

      “You get your butt back up to Ft. Lewis and take over command once again, put your base on alert, get those tank squadrons ready for


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