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Pow the three solders in front of me fell over dead 4 men jump out of bushes 2 holding shot guns 2 welding hunting rifles I know them well. They were Joe with a shotgun, Tom with a shotgun, Pete with a hunting rifle, and oddly Tim also a hunting rifle (he had the same name as me). I am part of a African resistants group with little over 900 men and women all of us fighting to defend our 20 mile aria from a group know only as X3309 know one knows who they are or where they are from but it is clear they are a huge danger. About 700 of the men in the resistances including me are Americans from the U S army. when i got hear they threw me in command of a pill box (a small concrete bunker with one crawl throe exit and slits looking in directions it was right on the edge of Elephant Creek a boundary between free land and the aria X3309 has undertook we are constantly fighting. We ran out into a field and walked for about 3 minutes we reached a small shack I guided the boys around to the side the door out front was locked i puled on a bored it slipped out a key was siting by a wall in a small compartment i grabbed the key and slipped he bored back on we walked over to the door unlocked it and stepped inside the rooms walls where covered with hooks and almost every hook had a gun on it hunting rifles shotguns handguns but nothing lethal i found an empty hook it was turned upside down i grabbed the hook and pulled it to the side the wall seemed to slide over there was a bunch more guns but these ones were stronger uzis hung on walls