Fredricks journal chapter 9

  Fredricks journal chapter 9: The Beginning of the end

Going nowhere fast. Yes that's how it felt. The caravan was made up of  motor vehicles, animals and people on foot.

 Also a tanker from North town with oil to Jet city. C.o.d. (Children of damnation) had their own guards for that one, and let no one near.

The first part of our journey i had already seen. As it was the road down to Worm hole. After that we continued to a shanty town known as Jack town. The name came from the towns founder, Firebug told me. Here and there we meet Waste watchers patroling the road.

One night when we set up camp Mick told me a scout seen a small band of raiders slowly sneaking up on us in the dark. He told Firebug to lit up the night so the shooters could see the raiders. As we all got into position Grym said to me.

- Now you gonna find out why she is called Firebug.

She put on her gas mask, lit up a bunch of molotov cocktails. Then she started to jump up and down and swear and curse worse than a sailor. All while she throw the fire bombs all over. It was a crazy sight. I looked over at Grym,that looked back at me with a big cruel grin of pride on his face for Firebug. The radiers did not know what hit them. As soon as the fires gave light all with guns started to fire.

 It did not take long before they retreat. In worm hole some in the caravan stayed and others joined. But when we reached Jack town many left, including Grym and Firebug. They where gonna switch and follow an other caravan back to Bridge town in a few days. Mick and i said good bye to them, and i thanked them for bringing me along.  From here the caravan would continue to a town called Thrashton. So with a new line up of the caravan we moved on. Mick told me a bit about his travels, so i marked some new places on my map.A big lake called Rotten lake, it runs out into the sea by the Black river. It's life in it, but mutated. A town called Dustin lies next to the lake. In the mountains not far from the lake is a town called Top peak town. It all went fine until the caravan meet a Jet city patrol.

- Damn. Mick said

- Trouble. I asked

- That guy talking to the patrol is a infromant, selling info to Jet city and others.

- You see them looking over here? he will make you sound like public enemy no.1. If it's true or not don't matter, as long as he gets paid. If it goes south i can't openly help you. i'm sorry.

I nodded. Can understand he can't risk anything. Three soldiers approached me.

- Who are you?  one soldier said. I assume he is their leader. I told them my name and where i come from. no point in lying, i understood they already knew. What's your business here? he  asked.

-  He works as a caravan guard for me. Mick said.

- Stay out of this merchant or we revoke your license as trader. The soldier said as he put his fist infront of Micks face to intimidate him. Mick backed down. 

- Like he said. I'm a guard. I answered.

- We have heard you are on your way to New londinium to create an alliance between Alpha city and Christophsburg. 

- It's not true. And don't you think it's strange that i'm not moving towards New londinium, which lies in the opposite direction. 

- Mmhh lies you say? Not good. I think it's better if you travel with us, both for your own safety and others. I also have these for your comfort.

As he said that a solider came up to me with handcuffs, as two others were pointing their guns at me. I had no choice but to surrender. Then they let the caravan continue. We walked to their camp in silence, reached it as the sun was going down. 

- Put him with the other prisoner

They pushed me down next to some other guy. My eyes grow big as i saw that he was dressed in a Christophsburg uniform.

- So you're still alive old friend.

I knew that voice, it was Ole a soldier i knew well since my scouting days. It was a pleasant suprise, both as exited and curious to know what the other been through. Ole said he had been part of one of the other groups sent out. The time in the waste had been hard for them. After a battle with a raider band he was the only survivor. Wandering the waste alone he met a group of UWF (United wasteland front). He joined their group and with his military background he started to climed in rank. He was caught when he left to get provision in a shanty town. He started whispering.

- But you certainly came at the right time Fredrick. They will attack the camp tonight and free me. So just lay low now and when the party starts you and me go for the guard. He got the keys to the kuffs and our guns. 

I nodded my head. A couple of hours later the attack came with a blast. I looked at Ole 

- That's the Weassel crew. He said

For beign a pessant army made up of riff raff these guys were packing some heat. A cannon not what i expected.

- Are you ready? Ole asked.

Sure i was, but the Jet city soldiers were not. In the commotion our guard forgot us completely. I tripped him, as Ole got his legs round his throat and chocked him out. We got the keys and freed ourselfs. just as we got our guns a soldier saw us and was ready to shoot, but changed his mind and fleed with the others as UWF brooke right into the camp. Ole went to greet his friends. I stood and looked at them. It was a sight. Some had uniforms, some not. There were humans, mutants even mechons.

 I looked at a huge car with a cannon when Ole came.

- That's the weassle crew. Impressive right? 

- Very, bulit it yourself? I asked

- Yes, how could we come up with a attack vehicle otherwise. It's Hans that drive it. Art is managing the cannon. And then we got Banjo with his gun.

- Banjo? 

- Yes, he play one all the time driving everybody nuts, so that's why we call him that. Come there it's someone i want you to met. This i Klaus the giant, leader of UWF.

There are more of us than you see here, spread all over the waste.

Infront of me stood a very tall man. I shock his hand and thanked for freeing us.

- No worries. Ole is one of us. He said you been out in the waste a long time, why not join us? From what he said about you i think you fit right in. 

- Thanks but no.

- Fredrick come on. Said Ole.

- Ole no more armies for me. I sympathize with you but i want to do what i do best. Travel, exploring.

- If you change your mind our ranks are open. Said Klaus as Ole nodded.

We said our farwells as i continued my travel through the waste.

The End