(ok this is a story I do it is set in a world where history went differently, it's going to be updated frequently if you want to understand the univers look that link) http://althistory.wikia.com/wiki/The_Many_Nations_of_North_America (Please comment) For the first time in many months, David Mann was asking himself what the heck he had joined the army, but found himself pretty stupid to express those doubt right now. He knew why so that they would pay for his studies after his father had blew it in some pyramid scam. Guess he did not expect Canada to go to war during his tour of duty, well he could have if he had been willing to spend a precious dime per day on a newspaper. Right now, it was more a bush fire than a war; The Rocky Mountains Confederation was finally going down the cliff after years of dancing on the edge. Something as dumb as a power failure had brought it into a chaos. Well of course, this was after year of corruption, dictatorship, rebellion and war, but he was sure the history book would talk more about how that power failure brought the biggest American nation on the ground. Apparently the "brush fire" was more serious than expected as he himself wasn't even stationed nowhere near the province bordering the Confederacy, he was in a base near Kingston, but he and the rest of his unit had been transferred to Saskatchewan to be put along the border in one of the many "temporary base" that had been set their. After that then god knew what would happen. Those temporary bases were mostly made to keep any possible warlords to get into Canada and loot some village. That kind of incidents (and a global recession) had proven to be at least fatal to at least one administration, he was sure the new government wouldn't let itself be caught so easily (at least in the same style) Even thought he had doubt in his mind, his face didn't show any. He had learnt to rarely show any emotion when that was not needed. Sometime, he wondered how much abuse he could take from a sergeant before he would crack under the pressure. He was sure it would be above the average, but being an obedient soldier he knew those limit would not be tested often. From the window of the helicopter, he could see dozens of other choppers heading in the same direction, an impressive demonstration from Royal Canadian Army, Well actually not only from the Canadian Army but also from the entire commonwealth. The situation was indeed volatile but did it really need that much strength, but things were going bad all over North America maybe it was a way to make sure thing would stay in place for the British empire. Such a deployment was off course no without any inner political consequence. The Premier Breton from Quebec had declared than no troops from Quebec would be part of what he called "this Anglo-Saxon misadventure". Of Course, the Alberta and Saskatchewan were outrage (some had call for the direct invasion of RMC). The Federal government tried to be diplomat for once and said that only volunteers from Quebec would take part in the defence line. It is incredible what can a crashing RCAF bomber in the middle of Montreal suburb killing 64 people can do. He stopped to let his doubt trouble is spirit as the helicopter landed. ---- As David walked in the field that despite the move being ordered just 3 days ago, the base had already reached a beehive level of activity. Many soldiers were involved in various exercise, other were posted to the mortar units but seemed more off duty than anything trying to get rid of the boredom the prairies was given to them. He was one foots soldiers like many others, not particular skills whatsoever; he had tried to be officer but failed. Apparently lacking "leadership skill" like they explained to him, well despite that failure he had took remarkably well. Although was sure that was his reaction, did not impress anyone. A lot of soldier would have look like they took it well, but of course you could tell that inside them they were yelling al the curses in the universe and since he had no mirror around the place he couldn't say if he had that face despite is inner peace he felt. Maybe he was just bottling in his emotions without knowing it. He knew his orders, to go to the command post to get his other orders, the command post was easy to find. They were only three tents in the base and each could be identified easily. They were the command center, quarters and medical facility. He just hoped that he would not have to go the last one, but who know what could happen. Although the Army had not invaded the Rockies, he had made several "incursions" to make sure no Warlords would cross it. One soldier had died and 34 had been woundeds those gangs were not going to be arrested, well some time they could force into giving themself, but with the crumbling of RMC armies had made weapons so easily accessable that to hope that was no longer possible. The most famous warlord was Rush Limbaugh and his eloquently named bunch called the Rush's Rushers. The Rush's Rushers had appeared during the Anti-McNichols rebellion like many and the war against Texas during the late 80's like many others gang. The army was too busy fighting the rebel in some "privileged" area. Some desperate community had started to hire mercenaries, some of them were doing good, but other started to take over those small town and leeched on them. Even when the war and rebellion were over they stayed in place and became illegal and started to roam the land roaming and looting all they could and off course with the spiralling down of the RMC didn't do anything getting rid of them. Now with the army "dissolving" (AKA reconverting into many other criminal gangs) they were the dominant party and since a border can never be totally seal (and off course are more virtual than anything) they sometime hopped in Pacifica, Canada, Deseret, the Great Lakes Confederacy, the U.N.S.K and Aztlan. The Pacific Defence League had extremities interested into solving that situation. The Deseret fundie were only interested in staying in their homeland, the Great lake had wait too much of their own and Aztlan only did what Texas told it to. Of course, that would need an great deployment of troops which may not be economic feasible in the current fiscal situation. Things were going sour all over the continent. He identified the command post as being the one the tent with Red field with the coat of arm and the white maple leaf flag rather than the red cross one. So like many others he headed for it. ---- The command centre fitted in a three-word description "improvise but organize" A good deal of electronic equipments was in place all around the place. Obliviously the millitarisation of the Canadian border was a rare thing. The equipment was mostly for Radar operation. Warlords raiding the border were not that territorial; it was more like they took turn at the position. Living in a somewhat nomadic way striking whomever they found in their path. If you were deeper in the Rockies in Wyoming for example they were extremely territorial each exploiting the turf and periodically trying to take over the one of their neighbours, he couldn't imagine the hell such thing, a never ending war like in the dark ages. Apparently, the place had been so mismanage over time that it seem the whole place had regress to past way of life to him. An officer approached the 20 new soldiers present in the command post. David could see from his uniform that he was a lieutenant. He inspected a bit the men in front of him with a inquisite eye. He went directly to the subject. "Young men our High Command gave 3 days ago the start to the Operation: Stainless, our goal are to make sure no Montanans Warlord crosses the border and if they do so that they are elimited swiftly. Each of you will be assign to a humvee patrol by the Caporal McIntyre. You will be given a map of your patrol area and you shall scout your road for any possible enemy presence. If you were to meet any warlords in the area, you are not to engage, you are to report and retreat back to the base and only fire if they strike at first. Any question?" Nobody seem to have any so he answered "Good now get to these Humvee, they don't pilot themselves" All the soldier brushed off out of the command post and went outside, they could have seen them when they arrived, along with a couple of stationed tanks nearby, but those were already piloted. The inabilities to properly chart the strength of those warlords were much of a bother, it's seem like they were so many of them. The soldier life had been relatively easy so far, he had just needed to get tougher after the initial shock, but he wondered if he would get to get tougher, the clouds of war were looming and nobody knew when and where the first bolt of lightning’s were going to strike. Maybe he would be first victim; maybe he would be the last one alive after the war. He knew his position and his jobs without even having been told by the driver. It was a escort one, not the driver. His jobs was too strike back at the opponent if they were going to pull an attack, the Humvee didn't seem to have a gun on them so he would have to use his Diemaco C7 directly on them. In a way, he preferred that to a machine gun, as he always had been more precise and efficient using rifle than machine gun. No armoured resistance was expected, the warlords nomadic way had brought them to use motorcycle and old car rather than tank (in this part of country at least) one of the thing they looked the most was oil. They could put fire to an entire village, but still leave the local gas station in order to juice it out. One could ask how long it could last considering they had no real way to produce gas in the Rockies which gave a certain incertitude. The only answer David could find was "as only as they have bullet" which may be a long time, gun shops were also something they loved to loot. They even do the cliché of robbing bank (except maybe if some gold was in it) as no money was in use in the rockies. The soldier all went in line in front of McIntyre to get their assign vehicle.