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Authors: Ron Foster
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himself. Now, in the interim, a lot of the more, shall we say ‘criminal elements’ will try to take advantage of the situation to get what they want, be it by looting or an opportunity for revenge on whoever they think has wronged them.” I said grimly.
“I guess the street gangs are going to have a field day; if they don’t kill each other off.” Dump offered.
“Well, they will be settling their differences as usual, but the problem with them is they already have leadership and a pack they belong to already. We can hope they kill each other off some, but they will start organizing and expanding turf long before that, I am afraid. You see we are now in what is called a WROL situation, that means “without rule of law” I explained.
“You Yanks I always heard were armed to the teeth; sounds like its going to be a bloody war zone.” Stewart said disgustedly.
“It beats the blood bath that’s going to happen in your country, Stewart. Your government disarmed the populace. How are the regular folks going to defend themselves?” Dave aimed in his direction.
“Yeah, seems I heard London is about half Muslim or foreigners now, and on top of that you got your own gang problems.” Dump said pointedly.
“Then, you got your soccer thugs that like to fight and play anarchist.” I offered.
“Too right! Too Bloody well, right! There’s going to be mayhem aplenty alright. In me own homeland, the Bobbies can’t take care of gangs now, let alone the ‘mayhem’ this whatever it is that has come upon us.” Stewart said angrily.
“Gangs run like military organizations and since enlistment ranks were low, we have let too many gang bangers into the military by lowering standards and they have brought back what they learned from that training to the streets.” I said ominously while reaching for another hot beer.
“Hey, guys, I don’t have the energy for it, but if someone wants to get a Co2 fire extinguisher off one of the vehicles around here we can have cold beer” I said hopefully.
“I ain’t getting up, but I want to know how it’s done” Dump said with an eye towards Stewarts direction.
“Me neither, I am worn out, but do go on with the story David” Stewart said almost apologetically.
“Well when I was in the Field Artillery we used to take one of those red carbon dioxide fire extinguishers off one of the tracked cannons and put the beer in a duffel bag and , WHOOSH! Cold beer I said laughing.
“Cool, would a pillow case work” Dump said contemplating.
“Should, but those duffels were sort of nylon canvas material, I don’t know if it would work or not, because cotton is pretty porous” I said trying to envision what might happen or not happen.
“Well, I’m not volunteering now, at the moment mind you, but I would be willing to give her a try later.” Stewart said rubbing the stubble where his beard was soon to be.
“I am just glad enough to be quit moving at the moment.” I declared and got assenting comments all around.
“Guys, I am not to worried about anyone invading our camp tonight, because this disaster is young; but lets talk a bit about that, because I want to go to sleep soon.” I said speculatively to my bunk mates.
“I been thinking about that, I will take a watch if you want David.” he offered in my direction and glanced over at an attentive Stewart.
“Well, I don’t see a high risk of a unguarded camp, but let’s kick it a bit. I think we need as much rest as we can get, while we can, and others coming our way if we let this fire go out won’t even know we are here, if they pass in the night.” I said considering the possibilities.
“Light discipline is a must, no telling what kind of moths will come to our flame if we were all sleeping. “Dump said looking pointedly towards Stewart’s passion for building bonfires.
“Dumpie, how long you been listening to Blake and crew kicking it?” I chortled.
“Light suppression,” I said laughing out loud
“I guess the street gangs are going to have a field day; if they don’t kill each other off.” Dump offered.
“Well, they will be settling their differences as usual, but the problem with them is they already have leadership and a pack they belong to already. We can hope they kill each other off some, but they will start organizing and expanding turf long before that, I am afraid. You see we are now in what is called a WROL situation, that means “without rule of law” I explained.
“You Yanks I always heard were armed to the teeth; sounds like its going to be a bloody war zone.” Stewart said disgustedly.
“It beats the blood bath that’s going to happen in your country, Stewart. Your government disarmed the populace. How are the regular folks going to defend themselves?” Dave aimed in his direction.
“Yeah, seems I heard London is about half Muslim or foreigners now, and on top of that you got your own gang problems.” Dump said pointedly.
“Then, you got your soccer thugs that like to fight and play anarchist.” I offered.
“Too right! Too Bloody well, right! There’s going to be mayhem aplenty alright. In me own homeland, the Bobbies can’t take care of gangs now, let alone the ‘mayhem’ this whatever it is that has come upon us.” Stewart said angrily.
“Gangs run like military organizations and since enlistment ranks were low, we have let too many gang bangers into the military by lowering standards and they have brought back what they learned from that training to the streets.” I said ominously while reaching for another hot beer.
“Hey, guys, I don’t have the energy for it, but if someone wants to get a Co2 fire extinguisher off one of the vehicles around here we can have cold beer” I said hopefully.
“I ain’t getting up, but I want to know how it’s done” Dump said with an eye towards Stewarts direction.
“Me neither, I am worn out, but do go on with the story David” Stewart said almost apologetically.
“Well when I was in the Field Artillery we used to take one of those red carbon dioxide fire extinguishers off one of the tracked cannons and put the beer in a duffel bag and , WHOOSH! Cold beer I said laughing.
“Cool, would a pillow case work” Dump said contemplating.
“Should, but those duffels were sort of nylon canvas material, I don’t know if it would work or not, because cotton is pretty porous” I said trying to envision what might happen or not happen.
“Well, I’m not volunteering now, at the moment mind you, but I would be willing to give her a try later.” Stewart said rubbing the stubble where his beard was soon to be.
“I am just glad enough to be quit moving at the moment.” I declared and got assenting comments all around.
“Guys, I am not to worried about anyone invading our camp tonight, because this disaster is young; but lets talk a bit about that, because I want to go to sleep soon.” I said speculatively to my bunk mates.
“I been thinking about that, I will take a watch if you want David.” he offered in my direction and glanced over at an attentive Stewart.
“Well, I don’t see a high risk of a unguarded camp, but let’s kick it a bit. I think we need as much rest as we can get, while we can, and others coming our way if we let this fire go out won’t even know we are here, if they pass in the night.” I said considering the possibilities.
“Light discipline is a must, no telling what kind of moths will come to our flame if we were all sleeping. “Dump said looking pointedly towards Stewart’s passion for building bonfires.
“Dumpie, how long you been listening to Blake and crew kicking it?” I chortled.
“Light suppression,” I said laughing out loud
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