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Revolutionary
May 14th, 2025
San Jose, "Liberated States of America"
3:43 PM
The streets of San Jose were filled with trash and bodies. Just three years ago, this sight would've been odd and even haunting. However, to the 800,000 inhabitants of San Jose, this was just a normal sight in the occupied states of America. One young man breezed past the homeless and starving Americans on the streets, wearing a faded black jacket and jeans. He approached a house and glanced around, checking to see if any KPA (Korean People's Army) patrols were near him, and then entered when the coast was clear.
Unknown to many, the house was the HQ of the Resistance in San Jose. Only a select few knew that this was the house of Daniel's parents before their death in the concentration camps years ago. Of course, the house had expanded considerably, but still maintained the 3 small rooms and the living room the house had before the makeover. The man that entered the house hung up his jacket and approached the living room, which was already busy with nearly a dozen or so people typing away and working on radios and computers. Though none of the equipment was of top quality, the Resistance had to make do with whatever they could find, salvage, or repair. Daniel approached one of the engineers working on a radio at the side, connecting a few wires and tightening a screw. "Any news from the East or Asia?"
The engineer, a blonde that joined the Resistance during high school, shook her head. "None, really. It's the same in the East, Kansas City is being fought over by EU and American soldiers, though the KPA is holding up a massive resistance to prevent the city from falling. And none of the Asian Resistance contacted us over the past few days."
Daniel approached a small fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. "I did manage to discover that another shipment of weapons and supplies is suppose to arrive in Alameda within a week, but I'll probably need more details on that."
While the Korean engineer was drinking, a tall African American Resistance member came up to him. "Yo Daniel, the leaders want you in the meeting room. Apparently, they received some big message from the US government in D.C. a few hours ago."
Sighing, Daniel got up and lumbered to the meeting room. Looks like it was going to be one interesting day.
San Jose, "Liberated States of America"
3:43 PM
The streets of San Jose were filled with trash and bodies. Just three years ago, this sight would've been odd and even haunting. However, to the 800,000 inhabitants of San Jose, this was just a normal sight in the occupied states of America. One young man breezed past the homeless and starving Americans on the streets, wearing a faded black jacket and jeans. He approached a house and glanced around, checking to see if any KPA (Korean People's Army) patrols were near him, and then entered when the coast was clear.
Unknown to many, the house was the HQ of the Resistance in San Jose. Only a select few knew that this was the house of Daniel's parents before their death in the concentration camps years ago. Of course, the house had expanded considerably, but still maintained the 3 small rooms and the living room the house had before the makeover. The man that entered the house hung up his jacket and approached the living room, which was already busy with nearly a dozen or so people typing away and working on radios and computers. Though none of the equipment was of top quality, the Resistance had to make do with whatever they could find, salvage, or repair. Daniel approached one of the engineers working on a radio at the side, connecting a few wires and tightening a screw. "Any news from the East or Asia?"
The engineer, a blonde that joined the Resistance during high school, shook her head. "None, really. It's the same in the East, Kansas City is being fought over by EU and American soldiers, though the KPA is holding up a massive resistance to prevent the city from falling. And none of the Asian Resistance contacted us over the past few days."
Daniel approached a small fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. "I did manage to discover that another shipment of weapons and supplies is suppose to arrive in Alameda within a week, but I'll probably need more details on that."
While the Korean engineer was drinking, a tall African American Resistance member came up to him. "Yo Daniel, the leaders want you in the meeting room. Apparently, they received some big message from the US government in D.C. a few hours ago."
Sighing, Daniel got up and lumbered to the meeting room. Looks like it was going to be one interesting day.
