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run?”
    “One of the brains at the camp said that our ATVs were stored in metal shipping containers and that protected them from the MP blasts.”
    “That’s EMP for electromagnetic pulse and it would destroy electronics and our power grid.”
    “Jim, we need to get back to camp before we're caught out in the open. The thugs and gangs don’t get out in the snow much, but we can’t take a chance. They are armed to the teeth and we only have a few old rifles and shotguns.”
    “Then why do I have an M4, Berretta and a Kel-Tek?”
    “We were out scrounging for food, weapons and medical supplies and you found them in a ransacked police station."
    He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but in his gut, he just didn’t trust this beautiful young lady.               John Harris had forgotten everything about his past and was now trying to figure out who Jim Jones is.
     
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    “Now Beth, we don’t know John has been harmed; we just know that he has been kidnapped. We’ll send a search party out immediately after the storm lets up.”
    “Look, I know that John is a big boy and can take care of himself, but I just have a terrible feeling about this. The snow will obliterate the tracks and all we know is that they headed out east coming towards us. They could be anywhere. That ATV can fly across this snow; they don’t need roads.”
    The late spring blizzard lasted for several days and dumped six inches of snow onto the existing 18 inches. The three two-man search parties came back empty handed. They did find several other survivors that would be glad to join them, but no trace of John Harris.
     
    Steve, Imelda and Joe travelled back to Cody to meet with the town officials and enlist their help in finding John. While they had very constructive dialog, the town folk were not interested in joining a search party during the worst winter in the history of the territory.
    “Steve, I’m sorry, but your man is long gone and probably dead by now. If this was a normal winter, I’d deliver up 50 men to help search, but these storms just keep rolling in on us every week or so. It would be certain death for anyone caught out in the open.”
    “Mayor, I understand and we will keep our teams searching. Now do ya’ll have any short wave radios or any way to contact the ISA or PSA?”
    “I’m sorry, but we only have handheld walkie-talkies that work and a few short range CBs without any way to power them. Can’t you just call your government? What kind of country sends soldiers out without communications?”
    Steve told them most of the story about the plane crash and how they arrived in Wyoming. He kept John’s real identity secret.
    “The ISA is planning on sending troops and support into this area, but the original plan was to begin early summer next year. I think they will speed this up to search for us.”
    “You don’t feel that they will think that you are dead?”
    “No, this team has been through tougher battles than this and I strongly feel that they will soon be sending a small army up this way.”
    “I know that you are high up in their government, but you really think that they will expend that much of their resources looking for six people when they are in a fight with the Cartel and the USA?
    “I know they will.”
     
     
     
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    Chapter 6

 
On the Road Again.
 
Jackson, Mississippi
 
2022
     
     
    The trip to New Orleans on Highway 10 was uneventful since the roads had been cleared and the gangs killed or run out of the area. The city was still in ruins and not on the schedule to repair due to most of it being flooded.
    Baton Rouge was the capital and had electricity, running water and other services.
    They took Highway 55 North out of New Orleans towards Jackson, Mississippi to pick up Highway 20 West. Since it was already 3:00 p.m. and they hadn’t made it to Jackson, Scott decided to spend the night just south of Jackson on the