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"I still can't believe it." George Miller said as he saw his daughter examining her latest acquisitions. "Believe it. Rural Decay wiped out the local MS-13 detachment. And they let our kids loot their place afterwards." Wendy his wife replied.

The rural cul-de-sac was nothing than houses and trailers of an HOA whose owners died in Katrina. At the mouth of the road which emptied onto the two lane. The Sheriff's department had just abandoned that end of the county. And at said junction was a Pagans motorcycle gang house.

The fact Rural Decay left them be lead to peace locally. MS-13 had a feud ongoing with the Pagans when Rural Decay went 1939 blitzkrieg on the former during their Cinco De Mayo party. Yet, Rural Decay trafficked only in illegally copied electronics

They were more of a protective gang than an exploitation gang. Dean Darrow was their leader. After his gang had ambushed-annihilated the local MS-13 detachment, they moved into the MS-13 house and made their HQ. Because Dean helped pay the bills, his parents didn't care. Money over morals.

The Cinco De Mayo attack was a nightmare. Dean's gang had waited until MS-13 was wasted and getting laid when they swarm-attacked with knives and sledgehammers. An MS-13 van was loaded with the bodies and dumped said bodies in an abandoned toxic waste dump's radioactive lake.

Tygra, Bobby, and Liona had not take taken part in the battle. But they had ridden towards thesame house 4wheelers with cutting tools They broke the lock on the single story home's basement. JACKPOT! They're was fully stocked weapons depot and gun smith's work zone. Happily all the guns were civilian legal.

While Dean's bunch partied over their victory, Tygra, Bobby, and Liona Armed with themselves with AR-15s and automatic handguns. When Dean finally decided to go downstairs, Bobby had loaded all the remaining AR-15s, semiautomatic handguns Tygra faced Dean. With two automatic handguns on each hip and a loaded AR-15 in hand, she clearly ruled here. "Wait." The tall blonde, athletic girl said. "Liona, help Dean."

Worldlessly, the auburn-headed girl handed Dean a lever action .30-30 and two .357 magnum revolvers."Yours." He smiled. The upstairs crew was happy they'd captured six PSA AP 9 Machine pistol clones and multiple 9s and .357s, too. "Well, the ones stuck with revolvers can trade them for what they want." he smiled as several more gang members were likewise equipped, two. Dean's gang even got three SKS carbines and all the revolvers and hunting rifles too.

All the semiauto regular shotguns were given to Dean Gang, too. Four 20 gauge Pardus box magazine-fed shotguns were taken by Tygra Miller's family, along the box magazines. There was a safe in the room. Amazingly it was open and gill-stuffed with hundred dollar bills. With Tygra watching, ."What would my gang's cut be if any?" wondered Dean aloud.

Leona filled five gym bags with cash. She handed one bag to Dean. "Yours." Bobby's 4 wheeler was making repeated trips to the Miller home, where he unloaded foraged supplies, After the dust settled, Rural Decay had captured the van, three cars, four trucks, and six motorcycles.

A national guard armorer was hired as their gunsmith to work for them, too. 'Times they are a' changing.' thought Bobby. Soon, Rural Decay had
a new crib, and a gunsmithing business alongside its illegal CD/DVD copying, too.











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"I still can't believe it." George Miller said as he saw his daughter examining her latest acquisitions. "Believe it. Rural Decay wiped out the local MS-13 detachment. And they let our kids loot their place afterwards." Wendy his wife replied.

The rural cul-de-sac was nothing than houses and trailers of an HOA whose owners died in Katrina. At the mouth of the road which emptied onto the two lane. The Sheriff's department had just abandoned that end of the county. And at said junction was a Pagans motorcycle gang house.

The fact Rural Decay left them be lead to peace locally. MS-13 had a feud ongoing with the Pagans when Rural Decay went 1939 blitzkrieg on the former during their Cinco De Mayo party. Yet, Rural Decay trafficked only in illegally copied electronics

They were more of a protective gang than an exploitation gang. Dean Darrow was their leader. After his gang had ambushed-annihilated the local MS-13 detachment, they moved into the MS-13 house and made their HQ. Because Dean helped pay the bills, his parents didn't care. Money over morals.

The Cinco De Mayo attack was a nightmare. Dean's gang had waited until MS-13 was wasted and getting laid when they swarm-attacked with knives and sledgehammers. An MS-13 van was loaded with the bodies and dumped said bodies in an abandoned toxic waste dump's radioactive lake.

Tygra, Bobby, and Liona had not take taken part in the battle. But they had ridden towards the same house 4wheelers with cutting tools They broke the lock on the single story home's basement. JACKPOT! They're was fully stocked weapons depot and gun smith's work zone. Happily all the guns were civilian legal.

While Dean's bunch partied over their victory, Tygra, Bobby, and Liona Armed with themselves with AR-15s and automatic handguns. When Dean finally decided to go downstairs, Bobby had loaded all the remaining AR-15s, semiautomatic handguns Tygra faced Dean. With two automatic handguns on each hip and a loaded AR-15 in hand, she clearly ruled here. "Wait." The tall blonde, athletic girl said. "Liona, help Dean."

Wordlessly, the auburn-headed girl handed Dean a lever action .30-30 and two .357 magnum revolvers."Yours." He smiled. The upstairs crew was happy they'd captured six PSA AP 9 Machine pistol clones and multiple 9s and .357s, too. "Well, the ones stuck with revolvers can trade them for what they want." he smiled as several more gang members were likewise equipped, two. Dean's gang even got three SKS carbines and all the revolvers and hunting rifles too.

All the semiauto regular shotguns were given to Dean Gang, too. Four 20 gauge Pardus box magazine-fed shotguns were taken by Tygra Miller's family, along the box magazines. There was a safe in the room. Amazingly it was open and gill-stuffed with hundred dollar bills. With Tygra watching, ."What would my gang's cut be if any?" wondered Dean aloud.

Leona filled five gym bags with cash. She handed one bag to Dean. "Yours." Bobby's 4 wheeler was making repeated trips to the Miller home, where he unloaded foraged supplies, After the dust settled, Rural Decay had captured the van, three cars, four trucks, and six motorcycles.

A national guard armorer was hired as their gunsmith to work for them, too. 'Times they are a' changing.' thought Bobby. Soon, Rural Decay had
a new crib, and a gunsmithing business alongside its illegal CD/DVD copying, too.



'Jaded Paradise'-Chapter Two:

"What we will do with fifty AR-15s and God alone know how many handguns and accessories?" mused Wendy Miller aloud, Liona smiled. "Tygra installing the upgraded parts kits." Bobby emerged with an upgraded AR-15 in each hand and two Bandoleers loaded with ASC thirty round stainless steel mags filled with Fiocchi V-MAX ammo. "Yours Mommy, Yours Daddy." "Thank you, Bobby."

The Cul-de-sac looked like a giant lollipop from the air. Houses and trailers surrounded the circle. But its dwellers were good people and even Rural Decay served as a kind of militia that helped drive off both deadly wildlife and the odd evil human, too.

When a creep tried abduct a a little boy, the gang had prevented his by using their ATVs to block his obvious escape route and returned him unhurt to his family. Three armed members even watched the family's home until the father returned home from work, too.

They then took the creep to the abandoned toxic waste dump and made him sign over his car. Afterwards, they decapitated him and dumped his body into its radioactive lake. This was because the creep begged him not to shoot or beat him. The car was traded in town for a new Arctic cat 4wheeler. As the rescued boy was 13 months old, but his family simply didn't called the state po-po, too. The incident was never even recorded.

The rifles were fully upgraded in a couple of hours. The kids simply went around the cul-de-sac and armed every home there, too. They kept 10 upgraded AR-15s for themselves, The handguns were next. Bobby sat down at the table. "Tygra, can you please size me for a pistol? The coyotes are following Barky and me again." Bobby was a normal sized seven year old, but his hands were rather rather small, too. Happliy, the rest of the family had man-sized hands, too

The handguns were all autoloaders. 20 were stock Glock 17 9mms while 20 more were 9mm SIG SAUER P226s. They were more than enough accessories to run the same, too. But the last twenty handguns were intriguing, too. "Five S&W M&P 10s." smiled Wendy. "Look, Daddy." said Liona.

Three were three PSA AP 9s. The 9mm AK-47 pistol fit Bobby's hands well. "Mommy, Daddy, you should take one each for a truck gun." Tygra replied. The parents obeyed this same wisdom. But the last 17 were the real treasure,. "FN 5.7s." smiled Tygra. "And they've all been customized with Viridian X5L Gen 3 lighter laser combos. We must keep these, because 5.7mm VMAX is an awesome defensive round and this light/laser can be recharged with a USB jack unlike the airsoft stuff many stores sell." "Then we shall indeed keep them." smiled George Miller.

Happily, FN 5.7mm fit Bobby's hands like a glove. "They're usued, too. And no illegal mods, also, just like the ARs, too." "Because the P226s have all been customized with 20 rounds, but we should keep P266s because they are easier to clean than the Glocks, but with that swing down lever, too." "We could pawn the Glocks when we need cash, too. We keep two SIG P226s for each of us along with the M&P 10s, and give the rest to the neighbors, too."

"Daddy. can I give a 5.7mm to Mr. Cletus?" The kindly small engine mechanic often helped the local with repairs. He lived off a disability check after a drunk driver ran him over, leaving him with a permanent leg brace. Additionally, Cletus Bragg's beloved pughuahua had survived a coyote attack only due to emergency surgery that left the wee dog a tripod.

Furthermore, despite the constant patrols of Rural Decay, his wife and six kids had only two guns between them, including the AR-15 just been given to them. The other gun was a Ruger Redhawk loaded with .44 special ammo. His family had repeatedly fought off coyote attacks with axes and sledgehammers. "Ok, They get eight 5.7mms, and eighty loaded magazines and we'll keep the rest.

Bobby was happy got to play Santa Claus again. His sleigh was his Arctic Cat 300. Cletus and his family were overjoyed at the new weaponry. The rest of the community was overjoyed at getting the remaining 12 SIG P226s, also. George himself called the dental clinic and they told him he could in that same day for extractions.

Happily. 4 novocaine shots were totally effective and George left with orders to return in a week for gas anaesthesia and multiple implants, too. He was a slick gum until then and drank milkshakes for a solid week, too. George's wife simply went to MAGA Tactical and got $900.00 for two Glock 17s, meanwhile. The Dental Clinic simply took it all and put the remaining $500.00 as future credit, too.

The reason the weapons weren't stolen? MS-13 had bribed people to make sure their gun purchases passed the background check, too. Therefore, these same guns were legally 'clean', too.

CHAPTER THREE:
Dean had not been idle. His gang had thirty members. And he had 50 left
over revolvers, shotguns, lever action rifles, and bolt action hunting rifles. He had plans for them, too. Dean had an older gang load up a 1994 Toyota RAV 4 they'd traded the van for. Since Charlie Manson 1969, vans
tended to attract police attention, too.

The motorcycles had been traded for multiple Arctic Cat 300 4 wheelers.
Dean was a military history nut whom had studied warfare 1895 to the present. And he knew of logistics, too. Cole, Oskar, and himself all smiled as they entered MAGA Tactical.

As usual business was hopping. They went to the clerk. "Hi, how can I help you?" Kara Denning smiled. "We'd pawn guns for money." "OK, bring them in." She went wide-eyed as fifty guns were brought inside. "That's $30,000 worth of firearms. I don't know if we have that much cash on hand, too." "Relax. We're going to buy a bunch of stuff, too." Dean smiled.

Oskar walked up to a rack of AK-47s "All PSA AK Gen 3s?" "Yes and they're on sale for $450.00 each, too." smiled Kara. "How many will you
take?" "All." Ten shotguns sealed the deal. Since Oskar was 18, he filled out the FFL form and passed. Three more shotguns purchased all the steel thirty round magazines, ammo, tactical gear, cleaning kit AK stuff the stuff had.

Cole ambled up to a row of semiautomatic pistols. They were in a case. A sales man greeted him. "They're all the same." "What brand?" "Zigana PX -9 Gen 3." "Nine millimeter SIG P226 clone. Excellent quality, uses SIG P226 magazines." Coles eyes flitted to the magazine racks. "How many twenty round Meggar P226 magazines do you have. "Just got a shipment, today." The remaining shotguns sealed the deal. and five PX-9 Gen 3s and accessories left the store, with them, too.

Dean divided his gang into 5 man teams. Those whom had been in JROTC or Junior Police were the leaders. There was Team Cyclone, Team Twister, Team Tornado, Team Wirbelwind, Team Circle guard and Team Coyote Patrol. If their team was wiped out, scattered, or defeated; their orders were to report back to to the nearest unit. If that was possible, they were to get to safety and await orders. If the team was defeated or wiped, they were free to do as they please.

They met at the club house. Dean picked up AK-47 and bandoleer walked to an AP-9 pistol holding gang member. "Name and Team." "Mr. Dean, I am Little Arthur, Team Coyote Patrol." "Trade me your AP9 and its accessories." "Yes, Mr. Dean."

Dean now had a semiauto machine pistol, and he could ditch his .357 magnum lever gun for something with more combat power. It would be returned to gang's arsenal. He still kept his two revolvers for now.

Likewise, an AK47 was given to each team. Those whom were armed with repeating rifles and revolvers were each a Zigana P226 clone and ten loaded twenty round magazines each. The 18 magazines that come with the guns were sent to the gunsmith,. They would be given MEGGAR kit conversions to 20 round magazines and put in reserve.

Oskar and Cole likewise got AP9s. Slowly and surely, the firepower of Rural Decay increased.



















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