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December 7th 2012 0700 hours
Jason Winchester, a combat vet in the war of Iraq. Tall man with dark blonde hair, muscular and wasn’t afraid of anything. Now retired, gets up for work not realizing what’s about to happen. At exactly 08:15 hours the city of New York was overtaken by the Chinese; an hour later Los Angeles was taken then Alaska by the Russians. Last flights were to Europe; Jason took the last flight before the airport was bombed by Russian attack planes. This is the journal found decades after. This is his story…
June 15th 2013 0900 hours
I open my eyes and just wait for some good reason to get up; no reason comes so I get up on my own. I have many weapons, but only use a few such as my colt revolver, two desert eagles, one M16 and my bowie knife. I walk out, what happened was I created an entire underground bunker system in the woods of Germany. “What’s the news?” I said.
“Well there are Russian operatives in Hamburg, which would be bad for our shipment” he said.
“I’ll get right on it” so I left for the last working non Communist city.
June 17th 2013 0400 hours
Couldn’t sleep, stayed up all night. I saw a wolf last night stalking the camp, it stared at me then left.
June 19th 2013 1200 hours
We got to Hamburg and it’s loaded with Russian guards, this may be harder than I thought. “Put on your silencers men, we want to be as silent as possible”.
“When I give the signal, move down to the loading dock” I gave the signal, and they all moved down, but when we got there it was going to be tougher. There were Russian guards everywhere.
“On my mark, lay down the suppressive fire.” When it was safe, I gave the mark and gun fire went off without a sound. The officers dropped down dead, red blood spurting out of their uniforms and that was our turn to move in.
“Which ship’s ours?” someone asked. “The black one.”
We got to the ship and inside was smelly and rusty, like no one had sailed it in 30 years. “Look in every room for a large package.” We searched for it for four hours until finally we found it in a black dreary room. “Take all you can.” We filled our bags up with ammunition, food and supplies.
June 22nd 2013 08:46 hour’s pm
We get back, and all the people are praising us. We turn out as heroes, and those who died turned out warriors.
“Ok, what about mission wolf fang?”
“We have info that you will need to speak to a man” he said. “Ok but where is he and the country?”
“Moscow, Russia”. We were both thinking the same thing, how will I ever even get to Moscow? And why was a spy over there?
“Alright I’ll see what I can do”
June 25th 2013 12:32 hours
We reached the gates of Russia, built when the Chinese took over America. “Alright men pull out the shovels, we’re digging under.” I commanded.
We dug under the steel wired gate, only to find another problem. Russian police pointing machine guns at us, but they weren’t dressed like the police.
“What is your name?” one of them said.
“Jason Winchester” I said.
“What is your purpose here?” he said. “I’ve come for some intelligence, a spy by the name of Alexi Volcoff” I said.
“Oh yes Mr. Volcoff, he lives in the main city of Moscow. Come comrade, we will take you to him and by the way we’re the Russian Spetsnaz” He said.
They took us to a blown down building, probably from bombing. Under it though, was an entire food cellar.
“Here we are comrade, make yourselves comfortable.” It was a dark grey place with furniture, nicer than I thought it would look. “We must sleep, for in the morning we head for Moscow.”
“Where can we sleep?” I said. “In here, it’s not perfect but still.” It looked like a barn, but still we chose it.
June 26th 2013 09:17 hours
“Wake up comrade; we have a busy day today” I woke with exhaustion, realizing today’s the day. “Here put these on comrade” He throws me a black leather jacket and terrible looking jeans.
Then the main Russian put on a nice shirt with dark black pants and no hat. The rest of my men put on something like my clothes, without the jacket.
Once we headed out, nothing could stop us. We got in this big car with enough room for all of us.
June 26th 2013 10:53 hours
The car stopped and we all got out, and walked down the street. “Ok comrade he works in the main capital building, you will be a man named Ralph Gustavo. The rest of your men will be your workers.”
“Ok” I said. “Good luck comrade, I will see you inside”
Inside was a gold statue of the ruler of Russia. One of the Russians went right next to me and said “Go to the last office to the right”.
I headed on over, and inside was tall dark haired man with a green jacket. “Ah comrade Gustavo come in”.
I took a seat and noticed a 45. Caliber pistol on his desk. So what are you doing here?”
“Well my names not Ralph Gustavo” I exclaimed. “Yes comrade I already figured that out because Ralph dresses better than that. “So what is your name?” he said.
“Jason Winchester.” He put his left hand under his desk for a second then put it back on the table. “So what do you want?” “I need info on when that Chinese ship supposedly holding nuclear items” he said. “Oh yes, the one coming in Massachusetts Bay.”
“Yes now tell me” Just then five guys walked in the room behind me. “I’m afraid I can’t do that comrade, there’s a bounty on your head that you couldn’t pay”
“I see”. Then I took one guys gun and aimed it at Alexi. “Now listen here, you’re going to tell me when that ship comes or I’ll mow you down”
“Ok the ship comes in on July 4th at 9 am.”
I left the office, and when I got out to the main hall of the building people started looking at me. Just then machine gun fire went off, and guys started dropping dead in a pool of blood.
“C’mon the police are coming.” We left to the Russian countryside, and the sun went out quickly. “Did you get the information you came for?”
“Yes, a Chinese ship is going to land in Massachusetts Bay and it may hold nuclear items” “I thought all nuclear items were used up?”
“Well some how they figured out how to bring them back” I said, remembering back in the 80’s when people thought this would happen. “Well comrade I will fight for you anywhere, where to next?”
“First my base of operations.”
June 29th 2013 06:35 hours
We returned to the underground hideout, and people stared at the Russian allies. “What are they doing here?” one person said.
“Calm down people, these are Russian rebels.” I went to the main area of our operations and told everyone where the ship was going and when. “If anyone wants to come, then come don’t stay here.”
After that the Russian who goes by the name of Victor Stricken, at least that’s what I saw on his coat came to my door. “Hello mind if I come in?” He said.
“No” I said. “Here” he hands me a knife, but it looks different. “What’s this?” I asked.
“A ballistic knife, shoots its blade when needed so use it only when its life or death.” He said. “Will do.”
July 2nd 2013 13:47 hours
We headed out two days ago and got to the Portuguese ship yard, only two last ship yards in Europe that are functional. “One ship please” I said. “Ok that will be one hundred Euros” said the ship merchant. “Here you go” I said. We took a gigantic cruiser, so we left as soon as we could, sailing out to the Atlantic”
July 2nd 2013 1900 hours
The alarms sounded and I rushed out to the deck. “What’s going on?” I asked. “They think a submarine is in the area” “Well do we have any type of defense?”
“No” he said.
What happened was there was a submarine, but it was going after the ship that was 100 yards from us. It never saw us on its radar, but we saw it on ours.
July 3rd 2013 05:12 hours
We arrived at Massachusetts Bay, and there was a lot of Chinese. “We can’t attract too much attention.” He said.
“Alright so how are we going to get on this bay without being noticed?” I said. “I have a plan comrade” Just then a Chinese guard jumped onto the boat. “Hold, who’s the captain of this ship?” He said.
“I am” said the Russian. “Do you have a permit for that ship?”He said.
“Da” Victor said.
He gave him papers, and the Chinese guard looked troubled. “You are good to go”.
Then he stopped me, and looked close. “What is your name?” he asked. “Um Ralph Gustavo?” I said, knowing he knew otherwise.
“This mans no Russian kill them all” I pulled out my colt and shot him through the back. I grabbed his body and threw it in front of where the other Chinese were firing, bullets tore through his skin. I put away my colt and pulled out my two desert eagles, bullets ripped through the steel. “We have to move onto land” I said.
A grenade flew over my head, blowing up behind me. I jumped in the water, and fired through the water. The guard tower guys brains flew out the back of their heads. Every guard went down, I surfaced.
“Alright comrade lets take their positions and trick the Chinese coming.” “Let’s get some sleep first” I found a nice cot to sleep in at the guard tower; it was 1 in the morning so our forces were tired.
July 4th 2013 09:04 hours
Its 9:04 still no ship, maybe it’s late. “Boom!” A torpedo struck the harbor almost everyone got injured one guy got his ear blown off, probably because we had cans of gasoline on the harbor. “C’mon we have to go get that ship” Victor said.
We took a small speed boat and raced after him. “Torpedo!” Victor said. I turned hard left and barely missed it. “Let’s go comrade more speed” I turned the speed all the way up.
As soon as we were close enough he yelled “Go comrade, I’ll steer the ship”
I used a grappling hook to hook on. Just as I hooked on the Russian raced forward, and his ships power stopped when he was a few meters from the ship. And the giant ship took down the small red speed boat. “No”.
I wanted to jump off and help him, but I knew I had to stay and finish this. I climbed up the ship, and pulled out my Bennelli shotgun. Sneaking very quickly, suddenly a click was heard behind me. “Walk” he said.
I turned around so quickly and the shot was fired as I blasted the man away, but I didn’t feel any pain. The man fell down, and guess who was there, Victor Stricken. “Good to see you again.” He said. “I saw your ship get destroyed by this ship”
“Yes but I jumped out just in time, now lets go comrade.”
We entered the captain’s quarters, but no one was there. Then the Russian ducks me, and just like in 300 a fire axe missed my head. “Argghhhh” yells the Chinese captain.
I kept shooting with my two pistols, and he used whatever will cut my head off. Then his arm went up and my knife came down with great speed and power, and I cut his arm off with blood still spewing he started walking toward the edge of the ship and fell in. “Alright comrade, keep a look out for me” He said.
“Will do, but I must secure the nuke” I said.
So I left for the heart of the ship. Then Russian machine gun bullets hitting all around me, I pulled out my M-16 and blew their bodies apart piece by piece. There it was, it was bigger than I thought.
July 7th 2013 14:05 hours
We headed back towards the harbor to pick up those who were still alive. We were just about to the Portugal bay, when we saw what happened. The bay had been destroyed, nothing left. “We have to take the device on land.” He said. “Do we have anything to pull it?” I said.
“We do, but it’s a bit of a squeeze”
So we lifted the giant nuke on a pick up truck, if it was shot once we’re done. We got half way through France when, gun fire and explosions went off all over. “The device, don’t let it go off” he said.
The only thing going through my mind was don’t let it go off “Go we’ll hold them off” he said. “You sure?” I asked.
“Yes now go before I change my mind” I took my soldiers and drove for my life, with the nuke.
July 8th 2013 08:47 hours
We arrived at our base, but no sign of the Russians. I took the nuke down to the science lab where they can concentrate it and make more. I wonder what happened to them….
Russian Intelligence Base: Geneva Switzerland
“Where is it” the officer yells. “I don’t know, he took the device to north Sweden.”
“No the knife he had, the ballistic knife”
“Why do you want that?”
“It has some special information that could turn this apocalypse around, now we know he’s probably in Sweden” Victor said. “What about me” He asked. “What about you?”
July 10th 2013 0:00 hours unknown area
I woke up and all I see is desert, no weapons no equipment. “Hello!” I yelled. No body answered, I think I’m somewhere in the Gobi desert. A town came into sight; I thought maybe someone can help me. I started walking into town, but no sound was heard. “Hello!” I yelled again.
I found a house and started to knock on it, when no one answered I kicked down the door. “Hi didn’t you hear me at the”. I paused, noticing the plastic skull. “Wait a minute” I searched outside and machine gun fire covered me all around, having no weapons I searched my pockets, amazed to find the ballistic knife. I came up and stabbed one guy through the chest, as he fell on his blood stained jacket I took his AK-47. Shooting the other guys down, and then an alarm went off saying seven minutes to blast. I took off knowing I walked into a nuclear testing ground, but more guns fired off I was pinned down.
I took my gun and fired off with cover behind a rock, but they still overpowered me. So I sneaked behind to where they are, surprising them while shooting with no mercy.
Five minutes to blast.” I had to get the heck out of there, seeing a cave a few hundred miles away I ran for it. A Russian officer punched me in the face, so I punched back. He threw my gun out of my hand, and kept punching. I saw a near by stone, grabbed it and beat the heck out of him five times.
“Take that you communist” I said, racing for the near by mountains. “Two minutes to blast.” This is taking too much time, I thought. Noticing a nearby motorcycle I knew it was my way out, jumping on I grabbed a lever shotgun. Riding down the valley, I went as fast as I could until it said “One minute to blast.”
Go! I said to myself, and just in the knick of time I jumped into the cave as the motorcycle flew over my head. A bright light in the distance and then…“Boom!” A sonic wave just knocks me down; I covered my face in fear of nuclear poisoning. A big dust storm comes through the cave, still covering my face the dust storm was over in minutes.
As I walked out, a helicopter came over the horizon. The people inside put a bag over my head, and took me I never saw any thing…
July 11th 2013 0634 hours’ area unknown
“Who are you?” I got slapped as the bag was lifted from my head, bright lights and six silhouettes in the room with me.
“We’ll ask the questions” one man said. “Now, what were you doing in the Gobi desert?”
“I don’t know, I just woke up a mile from this town which was a bomb testing area.” I said.
“Are you sure you don’t know?” he asked.
“Yes, nothing before except me in my bunker.” I said. “Please let me go”
“Ok you may go” he said.
A bag was placed over my head again, still not sure what it was all about.
July 12th 2013 1820 hours. Somewhere in Africa
Walking all day in the hot sun, and out of no where a jungle comes into vision. An oasis could be there too, so I ran and tripped on something. A radio which I could use to contact my team, if I could get a signal.
I take it and ran into the jungle to try to search for an oasis, if I can get the antenna on a tall tree I could get a signal. I found a large tree that could work, so I went up and called in saying
“Hotel Echo Lemur Papa my position is Africa latitude and longitude unknown, country I think is Congo come as fast as you can.
July 12th 2155 hours. Somewhere in northern Congo
Helicopters flew over every five minutes, only problem is they’re all Russian. Just then a little voice was heard over the other end of the radio saying,
“Hello head to the city of Bondo and we’ll pick you up there.” The voice cut off, I knew I was in northern Zaire which I should’ve said in my distress call. First off I have to get out of here, noticing a car probably dropped off.
I ran over and three guards stayed by the car, this isn’t going to be easy I thought. So I rushed over and found an AK-47 in the car, snuck up and shot them all down with red sand around the car after the loud gun fire, they surrounded. I took the keys from the dead Russians and started the car, but heavy machine gun fire forced me to keep my head down.
So I drove without any heading or anything escaping the jungle to the desert, and kept driving until the gun fire died off. One guy held on and was shooting a pistol at me, I climbed over and grabbed a crowbar and hit him on the head and he fell off. I went back to the wheel and I whistling noise was in the air, then a mortar round hit in front of me crashing the car.
July 13th 0420 hours. Somewhere in northern Zaire
I wake up in a crashed car in a ditch, having to walk in the searing heat to a town where I don’t know where it is. A noise like a bee was coming near me, and the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. A car.
“Help!” I yelled. The car stopped right in front of me; luckily they weren’t Russian or Chinese. “I know you probably can’t understand me, but I need help getting to the town of Bondo.”
“We can help you get there; we know this land well because we are the Israeli Commandos.” Surprisingly I found another elite group willing to help, but I don’t know if they’ll stick with me.
We arrived in the town of Bondo at 634 hours, not knowing where to go.
“We’re coming with you, because we are the people who are to pick you up.” He said.
“Its you?” I said. Trying to find his name I saw the name, Joseph H. Kenner.
“Yes, now let’s get moving” he said, handing me an MP5k submachine gun. We got outside and nobody was around, but two people me and him.
“There it is up on that mountain, our way out.” An apache helicopter sitting up on a hill, so we ran for it.
“No body has noticed this?” I asked.
“Well if you haven’t noticed, this town is deserted.” I understood after the third campaign of Africa, all people left the towns in fear of death. “Get on that gun, we have company.”
Twenty or thirty Russian police ran in shooting at us, not giving up I fired off the M60 heavy machinegun. The helicopter was slow to get up in the air, so I was shooting them down with blood everywhere.
“Here’s some music.” Joseph puts in a C-D and the song, Symphony of Destruction played by Megadeth. Still shooting a tank comes rolling around the corner; I found an old M72 LAW (Light Anti tank Weapon) and fired knocking me to the ground from the blast back, while a giant dust cloud came from the position of the tank.
Finally the helicopter gets up in the air; still shooting almost 200 Russians are wounded or dead.
“Help me up here.” Joseph said. I joined him up in the pilot area, flying back to the woodland of Germany.
July 15th 2013 1456 hours. Somewhere in Germany
As I arrived back it looked like the place had been deserted, and it had been. Everyone had gone and they left a note saying,
“We left to England, no future here .Please join us if your still alive, and if not best of luck to you.”
“What happened here?” Joseph asked. Noticed a small bullet shell on the ground, then found more and more.
“They decided to leave because they thought I had died, but then some Russian guards found them and shot at most of them. Most made it away, but the unlucky ones didn’t.
“I see, are the Russians still in there?” He said.
“I don’t know, but we’re about to find out” I said, pulling out my sub machinegun. We moved slowly and silently, not a sound was made until we reached the resting area. Guys were playing poker and speaking in Russian, and had AK-47’s by there sides then one said.
“Bring out the prisoners.” Then they grabbed a man by his hair, he was covered in blood and barley had his clothes covering his skin. Four others followed, but they weren’t as bad as the first guy looked.
“Ok you maggots until comrade stricken tells us where the real knife is, time to play a little game of Russian roulette. If I loose one of you will die, and if you live that’s one more minute you live.”
“I have to help them.” I whispered. Then the other Russian spins the gun and hands it to one of the Spetsnaz, he cocks the gun and yells “Die!” The only clicks, he hands it to Victor. I decided to go for it, so as soon as the gun went to his head I fired off. Victor shot the gun and the round hit one; he took the AK-47 by his feet.
Firing off every round in my gun until they were all dead, one was left I was out of rounds then victor yelled, “Comrade the knife.” I pulled out the ballistic and shot him in the neck.
“Good job now let’s clean up the bodies.” He said.
“Is that all of the Russians?” I asked. I went over to get my knife out of the guy, but when I noticed something weird. The handle had a flashing light going off, and then a loud pitched sound shattered my ear drums.
“What is that?” Joseph said covering his ears. Just then the gray bunker started to crack, and all the dead rose up.
“Victor what was in that knife?!?” I was so angry, but so scared for the first time I was scared and it didn’t feel good.
“No time now, we have to get out and don’t let anything bite you.” So we ran out of there, with ten dead behind us just limping. As we got out the ground was cracking, and we had no way out. A pickup truck, with a heavy machinegun on the back.
“Jason get on that gun.” Joseph said. I fired at anything I saw that was humanoid, and as the truck started up more and more undead came.
“C’mon lets go!” I yelled. The truck drove faster and faster until it was all out of sight, I just wanted to nuke the place.
“Where are we going?” Joseph asked.
“London, we have to go to London” I said.