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chance.
PART ONE
CHAPTER ONE
May, 2001
The men and women of the IPF, International
Peace Force, had landed quietly on Canadian
soil, on their way to the United States. Their
route had been long and often tedious. They had
waited and trained and studied for ten years before making
their move. They had planned well.
They had sailed from home port in March-not the
easiest month to leave-and skirted south of Cape
Farewell, into the Labrador Sea. They sailed
into the Hudson Strait, passed around Mansel
Island, keeping to the east, then angled south
by southwest until the mouth of the River was in sight.
There, they offloaded boats and equipment for the river
trip.
They followed the Nelson into Lake Winnipeg,
then began a tortuous trek overland. But most were
young and strong and the trip was nothing compared to the training
they had been undergoing for the past decade.
All came through. Anything for the Motherland and for the
development of a
meister rasse.
The IPF picked up Highway 10 in
Canada and procured vehicles from the abandoned
cars and trucks. They headed for the United States
border, dropping off small contingents of IPF
personnel along the way. They saw very few
people alive in Canada. Those they saw seemed more
curious than hostile.
Had the people in Canada known what type of monster
mentality they were facing, they would have turned hostile
in a hurry.

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But by the time they discovered the truth, it was too
late for the few Canadians left alive in the
areas where the IPF landed.
In the United States-the late, great United
States-the IPF set up base camp in
Minnesota and radioed back to home port they were
at their objective. They were told two more ships
had set sail and had steamed near the mouth of the
Nelson. There, they were awaiting orders to offload
men and equipment.
In Minnesota, the IPF broke off into teams