Free Tyranny in the Homeland by A. J. Newman Page B

held a town meeting and installed his own people to manage the town. General Black was court martialed and executed.
     
     
     
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    Chapter 10

 
The Ohio River
 
Henderson, Kentucky
 
February, 2021
     
     

“Jesus, someone is moving over by the Humvee!”
Zack ran over to the Humvee with his M4 trained on the movement. He saw a young boy lift his head and then drop it to the ground. The Humvee was on fire so he grabbed the boy and moved him back towards Jesus.
                  "Zack, we have to go! We are missing the pickup.”
                  “It’s a young boy. What was he doing in the lead Humvee?”
                  Jesus looked at the boy’s face and suddenly remembered that he had seen the boy on TV before TSHTF. It was the President’s son.
                  “Holy Shit, Zack, we have captured the President’s son. I hope we didn’t kill him. That would really stir things up between the ISA and the USA.”
                  “That’s great, the boat will leave without us. They think we are dead.”
                  He barely got the words out of his mouth when the last two Humvees from the motorcade saw them and started firing on them. Three men were killed instantly right in front of Zack and Jesus.
                  “I got the one on the left, you take the other.”
                  Jack fired the LAW and got a direct hit on the driver’s window. The vehicle blew up in a burst of flames. The other laid down a storm of bullets right where Zack had been. Thankfully, he had quickly moved over to help with the boy while Jesus fired a LAW rocket at the remaining Humvee.
                  “Got it. Boy, did that sucker explode. What is that?”
                  “Damn, it might be USA helicopters. Let’s bug out."
     
     
                  The retrieval team left just before the helicopters arrived.
                  “Will, we can’t leave them. Those Apaches will chew them up.”
                  “We have to bug out or they will know this is an attack by the ISA instead of the Mexicans. I hate this, and we will try to find them later, but we have to get the hell out of here. Greg, put the pedal to the metal and get us out of here ASAP!”
     
     
                  Zack carried the boy through the brush while Jesus carried their gear. They moved quickly, but carefully and were not detected. The attack was about 500 yards from the riverbank and the terrain was horrible since it was mostly bottomland and sloughs along the river with sloppy mud, which tried to suck their shoes off. The underbrush was very thick. This made carrying the boy quite difficult for Zack, who had to stop and rest a couple of times as they moved northwest away from the road and downriver. They were almost to the riverbank when Zack heard sounds coming from behind them.
                  “Jesus, watch the boy while I see who’s following us. If I’m not back in ten minutes, get out of here."
                  “You know that I won’t leave you. We never leave a man behind.”
                  “Don’t argue. This mission is too important to worry about one man.”
                  “They're all are important, but never so much that I’d leave my buddy behind.”
                  Zack turned around, blended into the bushes and quickly disappeared. He traveled a couple of hundred feet when he saw a movement out of the corner of his eye and ducked. Just ten feet away, there was an enemy soldier walking just past him. He unsheathed his knife and steeled himself for the task at hand. He waited until the man got close enough and grabbed him from behind, placed his hand on the guy’s mouth and jerked his head back while drawing the knife back across the enemy’s throat.