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Only Pete Ho and his bunch and me and mine held
out, and Pete had to move his people over to near the state
line. Near the Plumas National Forest. We
talk to each other every week on the radio."
"That explains why we haven't been able to make
contact with anybody." Ben lined out the names on the
clipboard. "What happened to the movement out here?"
"It just fell apart, General. I believe it was
Harris who was the first to refuse to use the death
penalty. The outlaws took him out first. Then one
by one, the
other groups were either destroyed or ran away. All
except Pete's and this one."
It didn't surprise Ben. Only about half of the
earlier outposts the Rebels had set up had
survived. Their failure was due mostly
to the breaking of the rules the Rebels had tried and
tested over the years and found to work. Laws were not
made to be broken. And people who broke them had to be
punished. If not, the system-any system --
simply would not work.
They were hard rules, and only the strongest-willed
could follow them. But weak people do not rebuild a nation
after that nation's collapse. Doers rebuild nations,
and then they help the weak.
"You have a fine town here, Chuck. I congratulate
you. Give the list of any supplies you need
to Beth here, and she'll get them for you."
"Right now, General, we're desperately short of
ammo and reloading equipment."
Ben nodded at Chuck and waved at a Rebel,
telling the man to supply Chuck with whatever he
needed. Ammo was something the Rebels were never short
of. Back at Base Camp One, factories
ran around the clock, seven days a week, to keep
the field troops supplied.
"Corrie, bump Georgi and advise him that
Pete Ho is alive and will probably need
supplies. There is an airstrip at
Susanville. We'll make that a drop-off
point for that sector."
"Yes, sir."
"Chuck, what can you tell me about Redding?"
"A lot of gangs working out of there. It's outlaw
headquarters for this part of the state."
"What's between here and there?"
"Nothing, General. And I mean
nothing."
"Do you have any idea what kind of shape the
airport is in?"