We started talking about random subjects from politics to personal histories. Gorden brought up the current president and asked how we all felt he was doing. My reply was " the current office is doing the best it can with the cards it's been dealt. I have no issues and would re-elect the current president for a second term." LT. Said that the government was. Failure and that a communist like state should be created. David did like the current president but didn't like any of the other options so his reply was go with the lesser of two evils and choose the devil you know over the devil you don't. Ein didn't care one way or another he wasnt in politics so he felt what did it matter. Nick just stayed quiet with no comment. Samantha and Ashley both said they liked things how they where. Thought Samantha comment on the topic and said "Times are a changing and we got the change with them or die". She when on to talk about her past. After the oil crises plunged the world into chaos the united states experienced civil unrest with area becoming lawless and brutal. She was growing up in L.A at the time. Her parents died in the uprising of 2023 when she was 14 leaving her homeless and on the streets. For ten years she said she would wander looking for food or work, doing everything she could to hide run away and avoid the rap gangs. When she was 24 she heard that the corporation Foxhound worked for was looking for new recruits and ran to the nearest recruitment station. She said it was her way out of that hell. Man did I feel for her I could only imagine what that Was like for her. As she was recount these events I could see the sadness in her so I gently patted her on the shoulder to comfort her. When she was done she excused her self from the table and returned a short wile later.
Ashley had a different story her parents where rich she could have gone to any college in the country, but as she approached the age of 20 and learned where the money for her life style came from she wanted no more part of it. David chimed in and asked what we all were thinking. Where did the money come from? It was funny how he asked it and the look on his face we could tell he was quiet taken by Ashley. she went on to talk about how her father made his wealth based solely off what's know as the Tri- state massacre. The Tri-state massacre was an event that happened in 2023 and consisted of 3 city's L.A, Detriot, and New York. Civilians were marching on the streets demanding food and gas when the military opened fire on them killing women children and men. The events lead to all out war between the civilians in the city's and the military lasting 7 days at the end of which 20,000 civilians died. He father was the man who supplied the military with the gun, ammo, vehicles, biological agents and other equipment that lead to these deaths. His company Hammer Industry's was at the time the primary weapons contractor for the U.S military. So Ashley said once she learned of this she disowned her father and enlisted in the PMC. I was rather puzzled that she would choose a military organization after this so I asked. Ashley said that one way to help prevent such an event from occurring again was to be part of the organization and acquire the ability to inactive change. I thought it was rather inspiring and would make her strong with the idea backing her decision.
Mary was a bit different I noticed all night that she had taken to LT. And in fact ordered a scotch on the douglas like he did. She was in canada until 2032 which is when she said she left to find a job in the united states. Due to what was going on in the 2020's the borders to Canada and Mexico where sealed off by a 20ft concrete wall spanning the border. Every 1/4 mile was a guard post with automated gun emplacements in-between them. This wall was maned 24/7 with seismic surveying equipment spanning the ground below the wall to detect tunneling underneath it, these combinations make it almost possible to breach the wall in conventional manners. Mary instead booked passage as a stow away on a boat. It was a week long journey with several search party's from the coast guard searching the boat. Most of her time she said was Spent in the hole with the fish. Only the comforts of old books she said kept. her going through the ordeal, that and the prospect of being an equal and not a second class citizen. As soon as she entered the country she enlisted to gain her citizenship. She had studied at a very pristigest college in Canada, earning a degree in computer science and business management. As she talked More about her self I got the idea that she was a very free spirit. Even enjoyed the idea of classless society's where everyone is working for the better of each other. A pipe dream to me but it would appear an ideal for her. She honestly believes it's possible in America to live that style of life.
The lady who had escorted us off the bus returned and said we would now begin the in processing. First up our one phone call to who ever telling them we made it to our destination. Few people made a the call. Probably because the bulk of us where orphans, bastereds, homeless, or society's unwanted. Second on the list was unite assigment. We when to the double red doors and made a left down a hallway to a large auditorium at the far end of the second hall way. In there we sat and began to fill out the paper we had picked up when we first walked in. As time went on bus load after bus load of people arrived and enter the auditorium in much the same fashion as we had. When the last bus load of people came in and group of military people came up on stage. One by one the called names and assigned them their military operation spacility or (MOS)and those ranged from infantry to medics, there was logistical support, supply department, artillery, tank crews.the job Ein and I were assigwere to was field support which was in assence to be a jack of all trades, these guys where the radio men the drivers the field medics, the field repairman, these unites did everything that keep the battle going in their area durning combat, fix bridges, anti air systems, tanks what every need to be fixed they delt with it. But they also had to be solders.. LT got logistical support, David and Gorden got infantry, wile nick was assigned to heavy gunners. It must have been dumb luck but all of us were assign to the same platoon. After about an hour people began to fall out in order of there platoon assignments first platoon 1 the 2 then 3 and so on each time there was 30 minutes in between.
By now it was 0200 and we finally got called "platoon 9 fallout". So we all left with each other and the other people of platoon 9 who we didn't know and headed to a room right before the auditorium where we where told to strip down to our undergarments and place all our civilian close into a box. It was rather aquward as no knew anyone really and it was a mixed sex platoon of men an women. but we did as we where told and labeled the box to be mailed to someone or donated to charity. And then sat down in our underwear in a cold room waiting for instructions. Eventually they took us the the room right across from our present room where we walked up a machine scanned us and gave us our measurements for everything. We then walked down tables getting socks underwear a bag of tolitries, a sweat suit sneakers, BDU's, boots, our uniforms, pretty much everything we'd need but our tactical gear. We quickly stuffed everything into a gear bag and retired to our previous room where we had a checklist on the desk waiting for us. We then had to go through the checklist making sure we had everything required. It took a couple of tries but once everyone got there gear we where alled to put on the sweats and sneakers. We then one at a time went up to the front and got our right hand scanned and our photo take and were issues tempory ID cards for limited access and told to keep it on us at all times. After all this was down we where gives a breakfast bag with a bagel butter and cream cheese a bottle of water and milk. We where told to sit here silently eat and await our drill istructures. After about 10 minutes 3 military personal enter told us to throw away what was left of our breakfast and sit down. They did a head count filed us out the door and into a single file line. We walked back to the double red doors and proceed through them. It was a long hallway partially lite with the wall on the right being a glass wall looking out into the courtyard with the flags. We proceeded down to the barracks at the other wing where we where to sleep for the night. We stowed our gear in our footlockers at the base of our beds and went to sleep about 5am.
It wasn't before long that the tavern was closing and I found my self in bed and even then it wasnt too long before I found my self on the bus and on the road again. It was an beautiful morning cool aournd 60 degrees with a light breeze from the north, a perfect day for a road trip. The four of us sat in the back of the bus as a group which I found a little strange but I didn't care i had made aquantances prospective friends and that ment this was non longer a solo journey. I can only imagine the others were thinking the very same thing. I had picked up a paper on the way out the hotel and was skimming it as we continued onward that day.
we grabbed a table in the corner of the room, he seemed to me to be a people watching person, as well. Panning the room I saw many of the same people from the bus, and even some new faces. The bar and tables were made on rough unfinished wood. At the bar I saw the tall gentleman who looked like he had served time in the military.he was tall but well built kindia going bald but still had a commanding presance about him. I went up to the bar to get some drinks a beer for my and a scotch on the douglass for Lt.wile I was there I introduced my self to the tall man. “Ha the names Matt I see your drinking alone care to join me and my friend LT.?" He adliged me and said "sure my names David mind if my shourt friend joins us?" He was talking about the short middle eastren man from the bus. The three of us were sitting drinking when davids friend came over he was wearing blue jeans sneakers and an areo space t-shirt.
We headed down the street to a bar called Cooper,s tavern not but maybe a half a mile away. It was an interesting place, walking up to it there was nothing on Esther side of the road. Just wilderness, and as you got closer all you saw where these with dots on a black curten. Me being for the urban/city area I was expecting to see neon sights, cars all over, people drunk and stumbling. But there wasn't any of that, this tavern had little to no power at all, most like cause of the rolling brown outs from lack of coal and oil from over sea's. But they made it work. Candles light the wooden porch leading up to the door and the windows had candles inside them as well. It honestly looked like an old old old tavern you would have found in the days of knights and nobles. To my surprise when we got there a bunch of people from the bus were there drink too.
I awoke to the sound of nothing,it had been about six maybe seven hours since I left home. I awoke to scilence, looking around the bus no one was taking to each other nor were they even looking around at others on the bus. It was quiet and dreey almost like a library. I could only assume that ever one was thinking about their lives and the decisions that they have made, some might have even been contemplating what waits them at our finnal destination. Me I knew the choice I had made. Some people where good at fixing things and became mechanics, some where good with people and became doctors or psychiatrists. Me I was good at one thing, WAR, I was a tactical thinker, short tempered, but serving the us military I always came home even when most of my team didn't. I knew what I was doing and I was probably the only one on the bus who did. I tried the out side world and it didn't work, so it was time to go back to what I knew and now with the demise of country based military organizations and the replacement of PMC I joined the PMC'S.
Eventually I fell back to sleep and when I awoke a second time it was dark outside. The bus drive announced that we'd all had rooms at the motel and that the bus would level first thing in the morning at 0630 for Washington State. Wel all unloaded and got our room assigment, I was stuck the the short guy who looked well educated. So when we got to the room I decided to break the unending scilence and introduce my self to him.
The bus pulled up about 0700
It was a hot humid june day. I said bye to my room mate handed him my keys. Picked up my cats kissed them goodbye grabbed my duffel bag and headed down to the bus. The drive look like he was 90 years old with long white hair in a pony tail and breath that smelled like mothballs. He yelled at me 'get to the back of the bus". it was like a refugee transport packed with men and women. Dirty tired hungry and with no allegiance these men and women where the future warrior of a faceless army. On my way back I past a man who looked like he played pro-football at one time, sitting next to him squashed yup against the window was a tiny middle eastern man who looked like a techno nerd. About half way back was a man about 5,7 who looked well traveled and well educated not a place id think to see some one like him. Behind him was a tall girl looked like she played professional sports with her sporty cloths and long pony tail. She was chatting with a tall man who looked like he did time in a military outfit. At the very back was a tall lanky man who look to be very quiet I sat next to him. Apon second glans when i sat down he had the hands of an engineer. Before I knew it the bus was moving.
The more things change the more they stay the same. War is no longer fought by countries but by corporations and contracts are awarded to the highest bidder. These private military contractors have taken the place of traditional army's but the blood and death the drives economies and war are still paid with the blood of those countries young man and women. With the world in chaos I found my self hard pressed to find a job so I did what any young man of 24 does and joined a PMC. And so begings a journey in a new world of chaos and famion were the poor get poorer the rich get richer and the country that can afford the best contractors gain unlimited power.