“Besides,” Sap continued. “There are almost no tanks at Ft. Lewis and the Washington National Guard’s tanks are all in Yakima at the firing range there, courtesy of a Patriot officer who is ‘sitting it out.’ Even if the Loyalists had tanks all fueled up in Olympia and the bridges weren’t a problem, there is still the enormous problem of the crews. Most of the regular Army is AWOL. The National Guard? Forget it. They can’t put together any tank crews and don’t have any tanks handy. No combat engineers. No fuel. No go.”
“OK,” Rich said, “but you have to admit that if the Washington National Guard or a regular Army unit wants to pound Pierce Point, they could do it. Maybe not with tanks, but with lots of other stuff that kills us dead. I mean, you admit that, right?”
“Yes,” Sap said. “But that assumes there is only one Pierce Point for them to concentrate on.”
“What do you mean?” Grant said, wondering what the point was. This idea of more than one Pierce Point was news to him.
“The Limas,” Sap said, “could rally and mount up to come here if this was the only place they had to worry about. But there are lots of Pierce Points they have to worry about. Lots,” Sap said with a big smile.
“Like how many?” Dan asked.
“Sorry, Dan, can’t say,” Ted replied.
“OK,” Dan said, “Ballpark it.”
Ted thought. He seemed to be counting up things in his head. He paused. “Well, let me put it this way. There were 120 guys in our old unit, right Sap?”
Sap nodded.
“Almost 100 of them are with us now, so if it takes two of us to work with a group of local fighters…do the math. Let me put it this way: all my former colleagues are busy right now.”
Fifty Pierce Points? Wow. That made quite a difference. The Limas couldn’t destroy fifty of them. Maybe one here and one there, but not all fifty.
“Plus, we have significant regular forces,” Ted said. “We have whole aviation units that came over. We have more helicopters than they do. Now, I admit, fuel and parts are a problem for our birds—but it’s a problem for theirs, too.”
“Have you heard any helicopters flying since the Collapse?” Sap asked. “Nope. With all these ‘relief efforts’ of the National Guard and FEMA, you’d expect lots of helos, right? But you haven’t heard any. A lack of fuel and parts will do that.”
“The FUSA forces were so amazingly dependent on technology,” Ted said. “If just ten or fifteen percent of the technicians are gone, it is virtually impossible for all the guidance systems, communications, and just-in-time supply systems to work. Way more than ten or fifteen percent of them are AWOL. The AWOL rate in some units is over ninety percent.”
Rich asked, “So, neither side has all the whiz-bang gadgetry of laser guided bombs and things like that?”
“It’s worse than that,” Sap said. “Not just laser guided bombs. Even the lower tech things have been hobbled for both sides. Take artillery, for example. That’s a threat you mentioned, Dan. All the supply problems we’ve mentioned apply to artillery. Artillery shells are being stolen and used for IEDs. They’re worth a fortune to Patriots, gangs, paras, you name it. But even if an artillery unit has shells, they need intel to know where to shoot them and they need communications. Just about all the intel people are gone. In fact, most of them came over to us and we have incredible knowledge about the Limas and civilian Loyalists, but I’ll stick with the artillery example for now.”
Sap went on, “The comms systems aren’t maintained, so it’s very hard to tell an artillery crew where to go. You can’t really text artillery coordinates. Speaking of the coordinates, the computers the artillery pieces use need to be maintained and they aren’t right now. Not just anyone knows how to use the system even if it’s working. It’s a mess.”
“Exactly,” Ted said. “So, while we don’t have many operational artillery or aviation units—the threats you mentioned Dan—neither do the Limas,” Ted said. “And that’s worse for them. They’re the ones who don’t have the support of the population. They’re the ones who are supposedly in control. They need to pound rebels to show everyone who is boss. When they can’t do that, people notice and realize the old government really isn’t in control of anything, except the gangs. We don’t need to pound the Limas. We just need to survive and wait for them to collapse further, and then we waltz in and pick up the pieces. We feed the civilians and restore government services,” Ted said looking right at Grant.
It was silent for a while.
“This is a lot to take in,” Dan finally said. “Don’t be offended, but when people come to me and say ‘Let’s take on the U.S. military,’ I am a little skeptical.”
“The FUSA military,” Ted politely corrected him. “Take on the FUSA military—that’s what we’re proposing.” He paused. “There is no more United States of America.”
It was silent in the room again. Everyone there had experienced that thought in one way or another. But to have a soldier—a Green Beret—say “there is no more United States of America” was earth shattering. The statement kept echoing in their heads.
Ted and Sap went on to describe how the Southern states, including the Mountain West, had either formally seceded or just quit cooperating with the federal government. Denver was a Loyalist holdout. Most of the Loyalists from the surrounding states flocked there. In the Northeast, Midwest, south Florida, and West Coast, the Feds controlled the cities and suburbs. The rural areas were on their own. Gangs and paras were running wild. Not Mad Max end-of-the-world wild, just doing what they wanted. State Guards were springing up everywhere, replacing state National Guards. It was a collapse. A slow, quietly crashing, partial collapse. “Sap mentioned that we have great intel,” Ted said. He looked at Sap and said, “Go ahead and tell these guys about Cracker Corral.”
Sap described how Patriot intelligence learned of the Loyalist plan to cut rural areas off from utilities and how the Utility Treaty solved that problem. That example showed Rich and Dan not only that the Patriots had good intelligence, but also how weak the Loyalists were and how military units just sitting out the fight had an enormous impact. It wasn’t a dramatic civil war with two opposing armies. It was chaos and weakness.
“And the side that is better organized and motivated will win,” Ted said. “And that’s us. Look at this area,” he said motioning over in the direction of Frederickson. “There’s us and then you’ve got Winters’ corrupt little gangs and those pathetic Blue Ribbon Boys. Are you kidding me? But it shows that this isn’t a fight of laser guided bombs versus laser guided bombs. It’s these,” Ted said pointing to his rifle. “Low-tech, baby.”
Then Ted pointed to everyone in the room, “And, more importantly, it’s people. Who is more motivated? You guys who want your country back and your families to be safe, or Winters who wants a cut of the gas sales? Which side is going to crumble? Which side is going to see this through to the end?”
“I know which side will win,” Sap said. “It won’t even be close. Why do you think I’m here? I could have gone AWOL and gone back to Wisconsin. I knew all this was happening months before it did. But I know the Patriots will win and I’m going to be a part of it.”
Sap pointed at Rich and Dan and said, “You guys are Oath Keepers. Time to keep that oath. It’s ‘go’ time, gentlemen.”
Chapter 182
Local Control
Rich and Dan had come into this meeting with low expectations of the Patriot forces, but they hadn’t known the pathetic condition of the Loyalists. The news Ted and Sap had, especially the Utility Treaty, was powerful. It got Rich and Dan to start thinking it was possible to take on the FUSA.