Reached my hometown a few days ago, kinda haven't had much to post about. I was right though everyone scattered like startled rats when we reached Fresno.

Probably going to be my last post since there's not a war going on and I'm not running for my life or just trying to survive.


It's boring as hell though, even with the cattle chasing that my dad has me doing since despite a few years away I'm one of the few people who knows our ranch well enough to hunt down lost cattle (you'd think some of the hunters would know it well enough). It's kinda like the journey was more interesting than the destination, I wanted to be home but now that I'm home life seems dull by comparison.

Five days later and most of us have filtered in. Rick showed up last night dragging Vae into the camp by the ear, though we're still missing their fourth squaddie with Tahoe tricking into camp a few hours later. Rick's the squad leader to Vae, Tahoe and  Aaron. Short man, carries a shotgun and has a bit of a temper. Aaron is another intelligence guy, between him Tahoe and Doyle there's enough secrets between them to probably take down a slew of south american governments...Or none at all. To be honest no one's asked them much into their job description.

Anyway, unaccounted for people: Doyle, Aaron and Scott. However we just...kinda know they aren't hurt. Hard to say how or why, just we know.


We're going to pack up tomorrow and actually head further into California and get the lay of the land and then once we reach Fresno probably scatter to the four winds.

This has been a busy week, but I think it's mostly safe enough to post now.


Found Leishey, he ended up getting captured after all but no one realized he was with us, so it was a simple matter of convincing the constables that he was my cousin from Europe that had gotten stuck here when it all went to hell, and Leishey played the part of a clueless foreigner fairly well.

And then I caused a riot and counter revolution when I noticed just who was in charge of the local group of Jeffersonians... This may be ancient history to some but well. Right before the war went down there was an FBI arrest of a California politician, who was being brought up on charges of gun running, spying for the chinese and other general shenanigans like that...and it jut so happened that state Senator Hee was running the show here. It took me a bit to realize where I recognized this guy from. Partly because he wasn't in a suit, and partly because the Jeffersonians are a mostly conservative libertarian movement and Hee was just a few propoganda speeches shy of being bolshevik red.

I made mention of this at a bar and a couple hours later it was like a mini LA riot outside the house he was using as abase of operations. It seems the locals were kind of sick of the shift in how the Jefferson's had been acting and it took a nudge. Either way long story short Hee and a few co conspirators, got handed over to California authorities and the people that got suckered into their line dance also turned themselves in without much of a fuss.

So following that Leishey and I started off for Folsom lake, we found Eivan, well he found us, along the roadside.. then again we weren't exactly subtle with the off key singing in Russian as we drove down the highway pass donner lake, that and he was probably waiting for us.

And now we're slowly cruising around lake Folsom on a borrowed barge looking for everyone else.

We made it into California, someone shot an RPG at us, and we scattered like startled cats....No lie.

 I'm currently in Tahoe at my brother's cabin.... the key still works so I'm assuming it's still his, and the jeep in the garage is the same as his so, yeah.


Anyway, four days ago we finally made it through the inspection checkpoint after three hours of being detained while they took out statements and made radio calls. We got a warning that we'd be passing through Jeffersonian held territory, and were just passing Truckee we thought we were home free till we saw a smoking wreck on the roadway.

At first we were going to stop but it seemed a bit.... suspicious.  So we slowed the truck a bit, rolled by and were about to stop when the person that had been on the ground jumped up yelled something to the effect of "JEFFERSON WILL ALWAYS BE FREE" and then pulled an anti tank missile from the trunk of the car and fired it at us, thankfully it went WAY high. So we floored it, with Doyel and Scott leaning out of the trailer taking potshots at the guy and hopefully deter him from taking another shot and everyone missed the log that got rolled down the hill at us.

The next thing I remember is that Eivan and I are stumbling through the woods near there, I turned around and the truck was on fire and the trailer faring about the same, and the sound of gunfire. I kinda saw Axel and Doyel running up the north embankment of the highway with Wade and Axel firing at someone or something west along the road. Couldn't see anyone else, could hear Leishey and Vae yelling to split up with our rally point being Folsom.

...I hope he means the lake and not the prison.

Anyway a grassfire caught up with us, Eivan and I got separated because of it and it took me a day to sneak my way around Truckee/Tahoe to my brother's cabin, thankfully without having to shoot anyone.

Anyway it seems that Truckee and the surrounding areas out to Donner pass are Jefferson areas... wish we'd known they were that crazy sort to shoot rpgs at passing vehicles. Anyway their "constables" have been doing patrols looking for "some black ops type folks from The CR"... thankfully I grew up in a small and off kilter town and have managed to keep a low profile and talk the talk, even if my face is new. It also helps I by a small miracle had grabbed my day pack and had a spare set of clothes that wasn't stained blue/black with ash in it.


Yesterday I went back to the attack site, the truck and trailer got  pushed off to the side of the road, nothing worth my time was there beyond a melted mess of battery ore, a burnt up M4 and the charred remains of the laptop (yay tablet sized pocket in my pack holding said tablet). No corpses though and I haven't heard anything about anyone being caught so I think we all made it out alright.

I hope my brother understands that I need to borrow the jeep though. I also hope it'll run properly since lord knows how long it's sat. At least two years?