he General and William were discussing the preparations, the mission set before them, and all things in between. The general had mustered somewhere in the neighborhood of five hundred men for the job, many would be flown in, but the biggest part would be trucked in at night.
But there was some contention as to the execution of known crooks holding positions within the government. Which crooks should be eradicated? They shall all be eradicated, the real question is who first.
William had dreaded this very moment for the simple reason that if you ask the opinion of five hundred people, you will get five hundred opinions. Few if any would have the same opinion as you. He held the confidence in the Four, as well the Patriot Gentleman's Club, the men were of the same mind as he. These were the Truebloods. Americans to the root; honest, hardworking, pride of providing for themselves, honor toward those who had served in the military, lovers of the Constitution, lovers of Freedom, believers of the concept that all men are created equal, obeyers of the law, standers on the Bill of Rights.
But the question had been ventured; "Who are we to think we have the right to be judge, jury and executioner?"
"The question was fired right back 'what is your nation of origin?' How many times have you read the Constitution for the United States? Or, have you EVER read it?"
Some are going to die. No, it was much more serious than that. Many were going to die.
We The People have had enough. The straw that broke the camels back was the amnesty of Obama. He had signed over fifteen hundred Executive Orders, had sunk the nation into overwhelming debt, and had been involved in several scandals such as gun running in several nations, spent millions on lavish vacations, perpetuated civil unrest, stirred up unrest between races . . . the list went on and on and on.
But the thing that hit the revolt button was the order to turn in your guns. The dreaded confiscation executive order had been signed. Now, it was time for blood.
Many things were done illegally by Executive fiat, one of the first being the Health Care Act which was quickly shoved down the throats of the American People by force. Then scandal after scandal rocked the nation; open, deliberate, in your face type of scandal, done with impunity . . . It was plain to see, this loser thought he was above the law.
William studied that for a moment and thought he had a pretty good understanding of the word impunity, but what was the exact Webster definition of the word? He looked it up and it was plainly stated in black and white with no gray areas:
Ok, so now the stinking Muslim in our office in the White House has slapped We The People in the face too many times. He has mistaken our inaction for cowardice, and now has mistakenly judged us as not having the will to be fighting for our right to bear arms.
The problem with that wasn't so much that we had the right to bear arms for hunting, sport, protection. And we did all those things and enjoyed them all. But, the reason to bear arms was in a military sense, that if the government went rogue, then it was not just our right to take them down and install a new one, it was our RESPONSIBILITY.
The question that was asked who gave us the right to be judge, jury and executioner is answered with three words: Our Founding Fathers. They are the ones who fought for and established this Republic, charging We The People with the responsibility to keep it safe. But through the years, as a whole, we languished in freedom, abusing it, not appreciating it, and little by little, losing it.
The process of taking over the US didn't start just last week. This process has been going on over seventy five years. The process of converting this nation to a communist regime has also been an ongoing ordeal which actually started in the late 1800's, and slowly, bit by bit, was being ingratiated to control of the bankers by the bankers and for the bankers, or, the ones with the money. But these acts were not committed in light, but in the darkness of night, behind closed doors. And now, the day of reckoning is on the horizon.
William could feel the excitement of the group as he listened to the planning, the plotting, the words of dire consequence. He wondered about other groups who were fighting, perhaps not in the same way in which they were fighting, but, dying and causing to die. The revolution was heating up. Many had already died for their country and freedom fighting and resisting the onslaught of foreign mercenaries trucked in to do the bidding of the rogue government.
The country was splitting into two complete factions. Those for the Constitution, and those who wanted it demolished. To keep the Constitution meant to keep freedom, the pursuit of happiness, all men were created equal, the right to bear arms. To demolish the Constitution would end in the abolition of personal rights, the pursuit of happiness. It would usher in tyranny, slavery, fascism, genocide . . . Sharia; religion of the devil.
And millions of Americans were beginng to learn what the Constitution was all about, and began to see how far off track from the original government established by our forefathers the current government was.
The war going on his mind about the "judge, jury & executioner" statement was coming to a nasty realization. He again read
He has refused his assent to laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good . . . . . . . . .
Treason has always been a hanging offense. It is not only the right given to us by the Constitution, its precepts were set forth in the Bill of Rights. No, it was MORE than a right. It is an obligation. It is THE responsibility of We The People to execute that obligation of being judge, jury and executioner of those within the government who have refused to assent to the laws and conditions set forth by the Constitution.
Who are we to think we have the right? We The People have the right and more: We have the responsibility! We must!! Especially in light of reading the Constitution of the United States.
Yes, we intend to take down the biggest fraud, the lyingest liar, the worst case of debauchery, rampant scandalous president ever. And the cronies he has illegally placed, and the Congress who allowed him in there in the first place.
Payday is coming. The Tree of Liberty yearns to be watered. And, it would be, that if their plans were found out, it would mean certain death for each and every member of the Patriot Gentleman's Club, as well as the Randolphs' Liberty Fighters, which was the moniker by which the fighting force of General Sherman Randolph.
General Randolph was in contact with many other organized militias, and they were all fighting on American soil. Many watered her soil with their blood, the blood of Truebloods. The Truebloods fought for liberty for all men.
But the opposing forces fought for the liberty of a chosen few. But few of the instigators themselves were brave enough to join the foray. No, they stood back and directed - usually from great distance. They felt no Patriotic fire running through their veins. They sought only to disrupt, destroy, and delete every facet of our way of life, our freedom, our America.
A young girl who had been recently rescued from the Muslims strode confidently up to William. William looked up, recognized her and spoke, "hello Reina. How are you today?"
"Sir, I'm fine. Thank you for asking. I have a petition with which I would like to approach you," she responded. She was quite a pretty girl, small but not petite, slim but not weak. Reina Watsel had grown from being a victim to being a Patriot. She no longer allowed anyone to bully or boss her. While she was not a bully, she would certainly hold her own and stand up to one!
"What is it you would have me do?" William countered.
"Sir, I've been training almost night and day to bring up my martial arts skills. I've recovered from my physical wounds, but the mental wounds will be a long time healing. My spiritual wounds need attention and solution. I'm asking to be in on the first plane to open the last bunker complex as a means of rehabilitation to those last two issues."
William thought highly of Reina. He had read reports of her exploits in the learning of various martial arts. Why would she want to be on one of the hardest and very probably the most dangerous of missions: the of opening the DC bunker?
"Sir, said quietly." I was spared a lifetime of hell under those men at the Hilton. No doubt I would have died early. So, I feel I am living on borrowed time, and, I want to take as much work, danger, threat of life and weight off my fellow soldiers in any way I can."
"But why DC?"
"Vince Foster was my uncle. I simply must go above and beyond the call of duty to exact revenge on those who were instrumental in his death. He was killed for the knowledge he had on the Clintons."
"But that doesn't explain DC," William countered.
"I'm from DC." She said. "I grew up there. I have knowledge which may prove beneficial, especially, since I know two of the escape tunnels of the White House. I know where they terminate at each end, and neither one of them are on your blueprints." she finished.
"OK. See who you can swap out with. Be sure to pick up your firearm prior to leaving," William said.
But her help would prove valuable in many ways, one which William had never considered.
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