The Years of Horror and Lead: The Second American Civil War

When The Day Breaks
"The day has broken, and now we ride until we reach the heart of the statist beast."
-these are some of the first opening words of the
launch of what would become the "Black March," .

For well over a month before the march, there had been "radio silence" among Klashist forces in the Ozarks. Simply put, one day there were near-constant operations by the anarchist horde or propaganda published by them, and then the next, there wasn't a single drip of information by way of the internet, but intelligence gathered from satellites noted a large build-up of equipment and manpower with a major growth of refugees numbers making their way in caravans towards both ANA and Federal lines.

Some small bits of information would be obtained from captured klashist terrorist cells in ANA and Federal held cities across the country, which had similar references to each other, and phases about both fictional and religious events and figures such as "Shiva rides at night" "When the Day Breaks" "The Pale Horseman rides" "The Sixth Seal" "The Walking Dead" and "Apocalypse." Due to the war, each faction obviously didn't share information with each other about any operation against or by Klash's army even though they both had a common enemy. Another reason why they didn't share information about the urban cultists was that both sides believed that the main offensive would target the other. They couldn't have been any more wrong even if they tried.

On May 25th, a massive day ombing on Wall Street would happen, killing upwards 50 people instantly, followed by a rash of sprees and mass shootings up and down the east coast and along the ANA held rust belt. A few hours after the attack in New York, the west coast had begun reporting rolling blackouts up and down the pacific states, which would immediately cause riots between pro-ANA and pro-Federal civilians, both of which would be targeted by Klashist cells.

Areas around the Ozarks would see their supply lines attacked or sabotaged by cultists over the next three days as terror attacks continued to rock cities. Then suddenly, as it all began, it stopped as a creepy calm spread over the country; from within the dark zone of the Ozarks, a radio broadcast, as well as an audio internet upload of Klash speaking, was released

"The sun has died, the day is broken, kill them all.".

What happened next were some of the darkest days of American history and the first mass use of chemicals during the war. All along with the weakest points of the front who had their lines sabotaged; soldiers behind static defenses would be assaulted by highly mobile rebels who were aided by the extreme use of both psychoactive and poisonous gas, including but not limited to chlorine and mustard gas. While the gas was only around 35% effective in terms of raw deaths, the psychological effects of both ANA and USA soldiers seeing their comrades either lose their minds or gag on their own lung fluid were enough to break them and by extension their lines, which Klash's army flooded and surged through encircling pockets of not just hundreds but thousands of soldiers. A survivor would describe the horde offensive as

"The worst things I have seen, not the worst thing Humanity has ever done because whatever those things had become weren't humans, they were far too cruel and wicked to have a soul anymore."

Many soldiers simply just ran away out of fear of the advancing horde, especially on the ANA. The US and the National Salvation Government Air Forces, already growing smaller and spread far too thin in the area, could do little to stop the march as what men didn't turncoat and run tried to mount a disparate defensive fight down to the last man against a sea of insane cultists. The world media watched in abject horror as one major city after the next fell to Klash. Jefferson City, Springfield, Salina, Columbia, Joplin, even Kansas, and Oklahoma City seemed to be within reach of Klash.

In the southwest, an Isolated arm of the horde managed to capture land as well, even threatening Santa Fe and Amarillo. Many counties and cities that had resisted Klash's army were raised, and their population sent down the highways as both refugees and to clog up any ANA or Federal response. In areas that found themselves captured saw mass purges by Klashists of almost any and everyone who worked within or with the government, not just with the military but any form of government. Fleeing troops would leave behind tens of if not hundreds of millions of dollars worth of equipment which was quickly reused again by the Klashists against their former owners.

Any nuclear sites or missiles controlled by the feds would be destroyed or disabled before Klash could take them. Still, the international community would be deeply concerned to put it lightly at the prospect of a seemingly nihilistic rebel group armed with atomic weapons, and the UN threatened an intervention in the Ozarks if a single nuclear weapon was seized or used to which President Harris responded by saying.

"Any uninvited intervention into our country would be seen as an invasion and resisted by any means necessary," a thinly veiled nuclear threat of her own. Klash would be very open about his distaste for nuclear weapons.

"There is no honor or point in atomizing our enemies from thousands of miles away; we will not salt our food with radiation."


Klash's army advance would continue as a mix of human waves, chemical, and psychological warfare would be used to shock and awe both the American National Army and the United States armed forces into retreating even when they had larger numbers, better equipment, and in some cases better positions. Klash was a master of psychological tactics; he knew he didn't have to break every soldier just enough so that the fear could spread on its own. A virus of rumors and myths could be more effective than actual biological warfare and in his own words.

"What fear is greater or more primal than being eaten, the fear of the monster in the dark searching for its prey. That is what I am, a monster in the dark, a predator." "
-Monster or Myth BGB Klash 2231
 
Map Of The Conflict

Areas that are Mark are subject to near constant change depending on where they are located at. While ADFM and NFAC positions are marked in their on colors their are sizable contingents of both militias in blue/Federal held areas and as urban fighters in some ANA held areas. The death toll are mostly pure military casualties although victims of the attempted genocide in both the south east and west have been added to the toll as well as civilian death caused by direct targeting of them. The factions that are listed of the largest factions that control the most territory but their smaller factions that don't control as much if any land making the number of sizable factions anywhere between 8 and 14.
 
Oral History Of Second American Civil War: Nathan Benjamin Interview
[The castle is medium size compared to the other ones I have seen in upstate New England, it sits on an almost mountain-sized large hill where there are several sets of gated walls armed with cameras and automated defenses and three gatehouses laid up the driveway. This is typical of security in this area; local bandits tend to attack large manor houses like this one due to their isolated nature, it is necessary to have a high level of defense.

The castle itself is cradled on a ridgeline near the top of the little mountain. After a short while of waiting at the last and final gatehouse, I've ushered up the last stretch of driveway. After parking my rented Jeep, I am greeted by a man who looks like he could be anyone's dad. To put it succinctly, he looked "average" a man you never would suspect of being a soldier. After we say our greetings and hellos in which he introduces himself as Nathan Benjamin, we begin our conversation].

"An ambush, that all it was from West Virginia all the damn way down to north Georgia; one big ambush after another."

[Would you mind explaining why?]

We couldn't use the highways since they were mined to the moon and back several times over. Which meant we had to take the scenic route aka backwoods dirt roads in the middle of the bumble fuck Appalachiastan. Almost every road was below a ridgeline or in some cases in between two of them. It was a perfect place for an ambush.

[Can you go through what those ambushes looked like?]

All of them were either IED or RPG initiated; we would be driving down a twisty mountain road in our armored vehicles, mostly humvees or Bradleys because the MRAPs and tanks were far too big and slow to handle most of those dirt roads when BLAM! The leading vehicle followed by the last one would be taken out, blocking us in. Next, we would try to escape while we could.

[Wouldn't you try and fight?]

Some of us did, but a lot of us were way too scared to leave our armor. Half the time you rushed out of an APC, you would be cut down by machine-gun fire, but if you stayed inside, you would be taken out by an anti-tank missile or by a drone that used to be someone's toy a few months earlier. The best you could do is run when you got a chance.

[What about the off-]

The what! [He laughs] those arrogant idiots, please, they had more of a mind for politics than commanding or just plain common sense. Well, that was until General Rockish, God bless him, got us into shape.

[So you are saying that the officers weren't competent?]

I am saying a lot of those bozos were C-list space cadets so stuck up their own ass informality that they didn't understand the war we were fighting. They had their brain rotted by ideas of counterinsurgency tactics that required we had full control of the sky. We weren't fighting some Hopgood together insurgency with 60-year-old AK's; we were fighting for all purposes at the time a peer foe.

[Do you think this anger spilled over to the soldier's actions against POW and Civilians?]

Think? No, I saw it with my own two eyes; I know a lot of the pro Fedreals like to paint us as some civilized army fighting against brutes and that any war crimes committed were just a few bad apples, but that is a flat out fucking lie. Soldiers regularly took no prisoners, we looted houses, and the shit I saw some of those guys do to civilians makes me have nightmares to this day. It ran the gauntlet from your average acts of abuse and looting to some real Holy Russian Empire-level shit. Still, all of that pales in comparison to the mini D-day that went on in Norfolk. To get mowed down in human waves only to push back into marshland around the coast Jesus Christ it most of all was awful. That dismal swamp campaign was just horrible and almost made me glad I served in Appalachia.
-Oral History Of Second American Civil War: Nathan Benjamin Interview
 

Areas that are Mark are subject to near constant change depending on where they are located at. While ADFM and NFAC positions are marked in their on colors their are sizable contingents of both militias in blue/Federal held areas and as urban fighters in some ANA held areas. The death toll are mostly pure military casualties although victims of the attempted genocide in both the south east and west have been added to the toll as well as civilian death caused by direct targeting of them. The factions that are listed of the largest factions that control the most territory but their smaller factions that don't control as much if any land making the number of sizable factions anywhere between 8 and 14.
Also while the count of the attempted genocide in the SE and SW have been counted the deaths from Klash's purges have not been.
 
Niko’s Story
Niko Alvarez took cover behind what remained of an Taco Bell it's windows that once was fortified in a hurried attempt to push back the horde had failed, and they were all shot out. Niko enlisted with the ANA only a few weeks ago, but in the last few hours, he had seen things men should never have to. It started at the front, he was stationed at one of the static trench lines near the DMZ. It was late in the day and at the beginning of twilight when it happened. At first, it was the low hizz of drones overhead, and then he could see little bomblets dropping from them. Niko ducked deeper into the trench as he thought the drones were bombing them, but instead of fire came something far worse.

Large plumes of hazy mist spread out and over the trenches and the wood line it overlooked. His battle buddy began to cry out in pain, and then what sounded like a mix of laughter and a bloodcurdling scream as his eyes and ears began to bleed profusely. As Niko watched in abject horror at his dying friend, unable to do anything to help. He saw from out of the smoke what could only be described as a post-apocalyptic hellish cavalry charge. Things began to change as he heard the sounds of barking machine guns firing blindly into the smoke, the land in front of Niko shifted and twisted, and the figures riding towards on horseback warped into indescribable monstrosities. At the head of this charge was one clear image of a man, his dreads long and flowing, his mouth filled with metal razor-like teeth. That's when he saw those damn red eyes; it was almost like a spotlight was shining on Niko; he couldn't do anything but run away at the sight of the horde and pray to any god that would listen that he could flee faster than the hell which the horde brought forth.


The next few days of fighting had been a blur of mostly running battles and hasty retreats. Sight, sounds, and smell all blurred together into an even mix of nightmare fuel. Now he was hiding behind a Taco Bell as he could hear the sounds of screaming men being drugged off and the laughing of those rebel monsters from the mist. Niko knew he had to leave soon or risk being discovered, but he would wait until the sun came up for that day; those things almost never attacked in the morning. As he was getting ready to make a run to a nearby house that had better cover, he could hear the screams of one of his fellow ANA soldiers. Niko turned his head to see where the noise was coming from, but not enough to give away his location. He saw an officer being dragged through the streets, bleeding heavily. Niko could tell that some of those wounds on the officer weren't gunshots but looked more like the man had been attacked by a pack of hungry wolves. He had heard stories about what the horde did to captured soldiers that didn't side with them, but Niko had always thought those stories were just ghost stories.

Niko held back his vomit and focused on his mission; while the members of the horde were distracted, he sprinted towards another house; this one was half burnt, but Niko found a small basement to hide in for the night as he captured the rampage on his iPhone. Churches and government buildings were burned down; show trials were given out to any leftover or captured government or ANA officials. All the while in the street, these psychopaths sang and danced around it all. Soon enough, the sun climbed above the sky, and most of the "soldiers'' if you could even call them, that at this point retired for the day, which allowed Niko to slip past the remaining guards around the town before fleeing into the woods.

As Niko ran as fast his legs could carry him; he made a promise to himself that no matter which side he ran into first, be it ANA or Fed, he would make them see what was happening in the Ozarks, he would make them see that while they may hate each other, Klash and his horde was a far larger threat to the world.
 
The Hatshepsut Division
"While at least nominally a citizen ran self-defense organization, the NFAC had the vast majority of the same trappings of an actual military, including research and development. The R&D wing of the NFAC, known as the Hatshepsut division or Unit 681, produced a wide array of technology from drones to cybernetics during and after the second civil war.

The NFAC had, even before the war, started its own small development program, mostly for armored vehicles and drones. The funding, the majority of which came from wealthy members or backers help bank roll these ideas. Serval pre-war vehicles would be built mostly modified humvees and other APC's although as the war went underway, there would be few main designs that would be fielded and tested although not as large supplies as the other vehicles that the group purchased.

The T27ATC: Rhino or Type 27 Autonomous Troop Carrier. The system would be almost entirely autonomous, although a backup control system was situated in the crew compartment. The Rhino would have several upgrades through out it service, with the most common used for export to other countries, mostly in Africa, being the T33ATC, which was fully autonomous although still having backup systems with the added bounds of having a backup electric battery in case the main engine was destroyed. The main armament for the Rhino was a 75 MM gun, and it had composite armor on most variants. Variants of the AAPC would be license and sold to mainly African countries, although the UK would buy a few during the Britannia Wars. The Rhino, along with the Louverture tank, would be one of the more numerous armored export after the war.

The NFAC would also make several attack drones during the war. Their favorite being the Queen Mother system of drones an aerial drone carrier. The way the Queen Mother system worked was that it would be piloted into an enemy's area before ditching her pay load of several autonomous loitering drones which acted on their own within a given area before self-terminating. Serval versions and upgrades to this system would be adapted from the first variant all the while up and even after WW3. Several Allied countries would make their own version of the Queen Mother, with the HRE even attempting to make a much larger nuclear one, but it would be canceled due to a lack of funding.


The Militia would produce their own body armor as well, but the bulk of the armor for their forces would be purchase from an already established companies; however, this didn't prevent the group from experimenting with creating their own personal armor. The Sunjata-powered body armor system began development and was first fielded during the second civil war, and was later upgraded by both the NFAC and the USA in the Third Great War. Sunjata was divided up into three main classes light, medium or main, and heavy. The Sunjata would also be sold to Ethiopia and EAF along with other African powers during the '50s.

How did a militia manage to develop such tech, especially during such an apocalyptic civil war? The key lays mainly at the bulk of militia location and its membership. The majority of the black belt was kept safe from the worst of the fighting outside of the Cracking. This helped the group manufacturing abilities as well as having dozens of millionaires and even a few billionaires (mostly from West Africa) backers and members among their ranks. The Militia provided skill/trade programs for the black communities under thier protection. Some of the first post-war universities would be built in large part with NFAC money during the New Southern Order/South Eastern reconstruction era. During this era, NFAC engineers would continue their work on not just drones and tanks, but jets and even a naval program.

One of the more talked about subjects of the NFAC R&D wing was its alleged sub unit X-31 which was rumored to have overseen WMD testing by the militia. While NFAC regularly admits that it never has and will never pursue chemical, biological, or nuclear weapons, a great number of conspiracy theories have popped up about their alleged civil war nuclear program. There was even an official post-war investigation to the matter, which never came up with any evidence of nuclear ambitions by the group.

Although several black physicists and nuclear scientists with some contentions to the militia help and aided many of the African Powers' nuclear and missile programs. One of the more famous of these people was Xavier Hanns, a Afro-German scientist who left Germany to fight with the NFAC, but would letter go on to help develop the EAF and Ethiopian nuclear programs."
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-View Net video 2137
 
The NFAC reminds me of what would happen if the more hardcore Black Panthers and Nation of Islam and things like that decided to form their own militia and start killing people. Come to think of it, what would the NFAC actually look like?
 
The NFAC reminds me of what would happen if the more hardcore Black Panthers and Nation of Islam and things like that decided to form their own militia and start killing people. Come to think of it, what would the NFAC actually look like?
A mix of what they look like now, but more updated in this timeline the NFAC kept growing rapidly after 2020 eventually absorbing other group within their ranks which range from far left to far right groups. You have people like Marcus J Henderson who is by all accounts one of the more moderate leaders of the entire war to Hebrew Israelites and even strong Islamist elements. This isn't even covering the foreign fighters that joined up with the group.

However the mainline soldier are uniformed in Black and outfitted out in mostly modern Russian or American surplice gear, however they are manufacturing their own tech and weapons as well. This includes everything to fire arms to update and modifying aircrafts.
 
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Map Of The Second Ethiopian-Egyptian Wa
While the dispute of the water of the Nile dated back far before the Second Ethiopian-Egyptian War, events in the early 20's would lead to both Egypt and Ethiopia having a tense relationship with one and other over Ethiopia's Grand Renaissance Dam. Throughout the decade leading up to all out war Egypt would become increasingly belligerent against Ethiopia. Ethiopia on her part would become far more militant over her water using it as a rallying cry to
unify the country around with the PM using increasingly religious rhetoric as way to solidify his power base as well as signed a defense treaty with the East African Federation headed up by Paul Kagame. Using her growing economic power Ethiopia would "incentivize" serval of her neighboring countries into signing the Nile Pact an anti Egyptian economic block which would become a military one soon after the start of the war.
With the Middle East thrown into chaos with the end of American power in the region and a open war between Iran and Saudi Arabia all the while being hit with the first real effects of massive climate change; war was looming in North and East Africa.

Border clashes between Egypt and Sudan would escalate into a full on war. Fueled by religious and nationalistic rhetoric and wanting to stop any Egyptian threat to her dam; Ethiopia would declare war on Egypt beginning the Second Ethiopian-Egyptian War."
-AFU text book 2134
 
Gunpowder & Breakfast
The sunlight beating down on Rockish's face forced his eyes to open before he heard the hiss. As he opened his eyes, finding himself hung overlaying on the sand, he could see a pretty aggravated rattlesnake get ready to strike. The snake hadn't got a chance to get another rattle in with its tail as Rockish cleared leather. Before getting up and getting his bearings. From the looks of things, he hadn't managed to climb into his tent before passing the night before due to his heavy drinking. Placing his left boot on the snakehead so that the dead snake still twitching wouldn't bite him. Rockish retrieved a bowie knife from the belt sheath; he cut the head off the serpent before picking it up and taking off his shirt, only wearing a wife-beater, his uniform pants, belts, and boots. It was only a few minutes after the sunrise, and it was already scratching hot. The general looked around for his flask in the sand before picking that up as well, drinking what was left and tossing it into his tent.

A parade of "Hello sirs." came hit him as he walked past some of his men towards the front of the encampment. As he did so, he was stopped by a reporter with curly head hair. Rockish found her kinda cute with a bullet vest which he knew probably couldn't take hit from anything above a pistol round and an oversized helmet with the word press written on it. From her clothes under the vest and the scuffles shoes, he could tell that she was dressed far too nice to be from the United States; and her clean, painted manicured nails told him that she was definitely from a city.

"Let me guess you with the BBC?" asked Rockish, absent mildly as he used his fear hand that wasn't holding a headless snake still trying to strike to get a cigar-style vape pen out of his pocket.

The reporter, keeping a good distance from the headless reptile, asked in shock, "How did you know that?" all the while keeping her eyes locked on the reptile.

"Lucky guess I suppose missy you dress far too nice to be from around this part, so I figured you are with a foreign outlet," said Rockish. "It's dead; don't worry about the twitching snake's bodies still strikeout after it's dead.". He took a puff of his vape before handing the snake off over to the cook, saying, "Fry her up for me and save the skin. I want a new belt."

"Y-you're gonna eat that?" asked the reporter.

"Yes, ma'am, momma always taught me never to hunt without eating, plus that snake is gonna be good eaten. By the way, ma'am, I didn't catch your name?"

"Victoria Smith." said the reporter.

"A pretty name for a pretty girl, nice to meet you, Victoria, you're gonna want to film this," said Rockish as one of his men passed him a Bluetooth megaphone."

"I'm already am," said Victoria pointing out her helpmate cam. Rockish smiled as he ho on top of an M1A1 tank and began a speech not directed at his men but at the town that was currently being held by the Klash's army. The speaker boom with the power of a Greek god as he spoke out.

"WAKEY WAKEY, YOU BUNCH ANARCHO DEGENERATES! NOW I LIKE LARPING AS THE MONGOLS AS THE NEXT GUY B-" a sniper round hit the side of the tank a few meters where Rockish was standing. "MISSED ME FUCKERS!" Rockish smiled and said calmly, "My turn." as several explosions caused by spies implanted within the town went off. The general hopped off the tank, tossed the reported earplugs, and mouthed covered your ears as the artillery began to open up. After a while, there would be a break, and the troops would start advancing first with fast-moving technicals enveloping the small, almost village size town followed by tanks aided by infantry support moving slowly and methodically into the town.

Rockish whistled, and from the back for encampment came his horse, and with little more than his sidearm, he rode off, leaving the reporter back in camp dumbfounded at seeing a 21-century general joining the battle at the front lines on horseback no less.
 
The Battle For Florida
"The rebel hold in rural Florida, particularly in the swamp and mash/woodlands of the area, which held the majority of rebel bases were some of the largest in the south, with towns and small cities in the area subject to constant hit and run attacks which drove the Feds out in the early days of the war. Federal troops would often retake towns only to be driven out again due to guerrillas launching attacks from within the swamps. The lack of manpower in the state meant that, for the most part, the federal soldiers was stuck mainly with containing the threat instead of destroying it

That would change after the start of the draft as the Federal government began to mobilize more and more manpower. Soon there would be enough people to push into the swamplands starting early in April of 2031.

Hundreds if not thousands of soldiers would begin to enter central Florida with resistance ranging from heavy tank-on-tank engagements to small hit-and-run clashes. The federals persisted taking more and more territories from the ANA, pushing them back into the swampland in a matter of weeks. That is where the trouble began.

The deeper pro-government soldiers and militia pushed into the swamp, the more casualties not just from the battles but from the wildlife. Accounts of venomous snakes and alligators began to pop up in newspapers. Even more apocryphal tells of escape anacondas swallowing whole men as well as sighting of the "skunk ape" ran rampant on the internet. Hundreds of men would die of plague and wildlife on both sides. While non-Klashist, the militia in the swamps of FL was mostly boogaloo aligned and fault with a "crazed fever". The losses forced Federal soldiers to take far, not harsher actions.

The tactic of submerging powered electrical cables in swamp water was originally was done by NFAC soldiers who had done the same to protect themselves from the KKK, who would base their operations out swamps in Louisiana and Mississippi only to raid near by black towns at night. Federal troops adopted those tactics in the swamps of Florida, rigging up miles of electrical cables in the muddy waters attached to solar generators along with having motion censors attached to trees which would trigger the cables if a human shape object passed by it.


The effects would be immediate, with tens of dozens of bodies turning up almost every night. The UN would comment on this, but the US military would blame the deaths on a mix of pro-government republican militias and the rebels themselves. However, this would be an obvious lie as soldiers would openly post memes about their activities, with one soldier saying in an interview, "wait until night, and you will see how we are frying these rebels like dogs."

The "rebel dogs" didn't take it laying down, however, and began to launch homemade chemical weapons attacks against feds, mostly using drones to deliver them. Other times they would use the same type of booby trap as the Vietcong did in the Vietnam war. As government troops pushed forward despite heavy losses into the swamps, the fighting would become increasingly brutal on both sides. Before long, the death toll reached well over 47 thousand. In the rebel case, 27 thousand out of the 35 thousand original fighters would die . The swamp battles in twisted way became an overseas meme focusing on the dark humor of people struggling to kill each other in a swamp that seemingly wanted to kill both sides.

Amash and AOC would both try to call for the fighters to end their use of chemicals weapons, but the rebels refused; instead, they started using even more chemical weapons and almost always fighting to the last soldier. Even after operation in central Florida was deemed to be over in late August of 2031 hit and run attacks, banditry in the swamps went on until 2080 when the last hold out, a man who wasn't even born during or before the civil war, gave up his sword and gun that his rebel mother had given him.

The fighting also saw the decimation of large sectors of marshland and wildlife in the area as well as the complete destruction of towns, with serval cities losing their entire populations. Serval refugees from Florida would attempt to flee to Cuba or other Caribbean nations, but out the fear, these nations used their navies to stop refugees from fleeing to their countries, which nearly sparked a war between Cuba and America during the middle of America's civil war after Cuba killed serval hundred refugees on a stolen yacht. The battle for the swamps also let loose hundreds of exotic animals from home zoos in the region, many of which became invasive species like the Florida Swamp Tiger or Chimpanzees which escaped their enclosures, both of which on several documented occasions killed both ANA and Federal soldiers after they got to close to their hunting ground effectively making them third and fourth belligerent in the conflict."
-History of Warfare 2000-2100: Battle For Florida
 
Life on the federal control
"Life under Federal control ranged from the usual higher standard of living compared to the rebels to even below the rebels depending on which area under federal control you were in. In wealthy parts of major cities like New York, the rich managed for a time to isolate themselves from the plague, economic collapse, and lawlessness of the urban ghettos, but in time that would soon change.

It began as a slow creep; angry workers would launch raiding parties into upper class suburbs. The targeting of wealthier people would intensify, allowing for gangs, ANA terror cells, and even Chaos Cultists to make money and score propaganda victories through kidnapping, assassinations, and robberies. In Boston, on July 7, 2031, at a gathering of some of the richest and most famous people left in the country, a silent terror attack would happen. Members of Klash's Chaos Cult ( elite members of Klash's Army) infiltrated the cooking staff before tainting the food with the blood and saliva of plague victims, which caused our break among a large section of the east coast elites.

Religious extremism also became common, with religious-based terror attacks against abortion clinics and other sites deemed to be "sinful in the eyes of the lord." These attacks would be claimed by a mix of left and right-wing Christian Dominionists groups collectively known as the "Holy Army Of God." or "God's People's Army." their attacks and the stress of the war combine with the effects of the new plague would cause a skyrocketing increase of anti-religious sentiments that would become violent and even law as radical churches would face harsh punishment and fines.

As the death toll began to rise in 2031, quickly eclipsing the numbers of deaths of the first year of the war managing a death toll of just below double of the 1,700,000 who had died in 2030 by late August of 2031; combined with the stalemate between the ANA and Feds in most parts of the country; pro-government supporters looked for a essay scapegoat. Many laid blame on not just Christianity but in any person who was deemed too religious. Over 11,000 hate crimes against religious people would be reported, half of which would involve church burning with racial undertones in the south and southwest, but over 1,900 of these anti-religious attacks would turn deadly, killing one or more persons. The President, as well as the ANA, would all condemn these attacks, but the Federal government would take measures to curtail the power of the region in "Federal America".

In the southeast, things would be far more racially base; even though the NFAC would stop any all-out racial violence between blacks and whites, they took a hands-off approach when it came to stopping black majority cities and towns from passing illegal laws such as a stream of the black majority or some case black only towns passing anti-miscegenation laws. In some very minor cases, these towns would ban white people on certain days of the week or even all together. It would be far worse under ADFM who had even more extreme and open policies for the militia itself as the apocalyptic war in the southwest heated up.


In these towns, among local governments, police officers, and other non NFAC aligned southern blacks who were deemed too extreme by the group, another black militia would emerge after the cracking. The Afrikan Blood Brotherhood would be a far-right extremists organization that oversaw a terror campaign during and even after reconstruction up until the early 2090s. The Afrikan Blood Brotherhood would play a deadly role in the housing wars, acting so violently that the NFAC gave shoot-to-kill orders to anyone in their uniform at the height of the war.

Another aspect would be the war prisons during the conflict. The vast majority of the country's prisons would become overcrowded within the first year after the battle of Randall's Farm. Forcing the creation of open-air prisons, which almost always resulted in mass death within those walls. The plague spread rampantly as well as any other sickness causing hundreds of thousands of deaths over the course of the war in these prison camps. Starvation would also be an issue, with tens of thousands of people dying in these camps almost monthly due to the lack of food. This isn't even counting the accidental droning on these camps by automated rebel and Federal drones, which killed hundreds if not thousands at a time with each strike. Over a hundred such cases would occur of ANA and Federal auto drones attacking POW camps killing hundreds of their own men.

In all, life under "blue control" was just as bad, if not worse, as their rebel counterparts. Rebel and Federal alike saw mass deaths as both side's fault and an all-out battle for the control of the colossus liberty. In the end, brutality and deaths, no matter what the cause, is still brutal and deadly."
-A Blue and Red Hell:The Second American Civil War 2177
 
Army Of Darkness
"If you found yourself in America in the early 2030s, you would find that you could be under a menagerie of different forms of government. The Christian Leftism of Appalachia, the free markets of the rightist ANA, the Pan Afrikanists of the NFAC, the Democratic rule of the Federals, and lastly, the rule of BGB Klash.
Under Klash's "government," if one can even call it that, he would seek to purge all elements of what he saw as "the decadent state" from any land that he held. Churches, Police departments, Schools, and any type of government officials would be gotten rid of or killed. Leftist factions of his army would round up and murder landlords and large business owners above that of a small shopkeeper. People under his rule would be instructed to "rule yourselves away from the state" with different forms of anarchism taking roots in different towns that it enveloped, but the largest and the most extreme were, of course, Klashists who saw to completely destroy society before remaking it in their image through what Klash called "the regime of chaos".
Another target for Klash's Army was any racists or other hate groups, which they often killed publicly and brutally in their propaganda videos. Klash's favorite way of dealing with the KKK terrorist group was strapping them to a cross and set the cross alight. Locals would be instructed to point out sex offenders as well so that they could be killed viva woodchipper; the idea of mass murder of sex offenders by woodchipper was a popular right-wing meme for years before the war. However, by far, Klash's horde favorite way of murder was impalement. When soldiers pushed to retake Saint Louis and drive Klash back, they would find thousands of victims of the horrific torture method. This, combine with rumors of Klash drinking blood and most of his army only attacking at night, lead to open discussion from the superstitious locals and some fighters about him being an actual vampire or demon. While it is certain that Klash was a cannibal, as he openly said so himself, he wasn't anything more than human, just a disgusting monster playing on the fears of his enemies.
The main recruits for the Klash army would be young people, and it was estimated that half of his army was younger than 18 at the time of the siege of Saint Louis. Klash preyed on the young and isolated disaffected young adults. Klash weaponized the most vulnerable people of society against society itself; because he knew that most soldiers would hesitate to target a child than a regular adult soldier, and he took full advantage of that; oftentimes, these child soldiers would be far more brutal than the adults. Some of these children became part of Klash's "Chaos Cult".
The Chaos Cult is part of special forces and part of religious organizations. The cultists who practiced witchcraft looted and pillaged different religions in a crazed belief that the "magic" would protect them in battle. The cultists often acted as proxies behind enemy lines and even overseas in both lone wolf and cell-based terrorism. At the very early start of the Brittanian Wars, random murder by Klash cultists would start the first fire of gang beef.
Outside of his Cultist Klash's army was more of a loosely organized federation of different left wing and right wing anarchist militias. The black horde didn't follow the regular type of military organization with most militias not having officers in the traditional sense; for the most part the horde would have temporary leaders or maybe advisers from the cult which acted more so to coordinate with other militias than to give direct orders to other members of the militia were the only thing of comparison. Most of these temporary leaders climbed to the top based on their success rather than their political stance. Other militias would completely get rid of officers in any form although these were the much smaller ones.
Another activity that many hardline Klashist and Chaos Cult members did was running guns and drugs across the world in an effort to "Destabilize and bring forth her will and the will of her firstborn son across the world.". Meaning they believed not just in an idea of actual mother anarchy but that Klash was some type of Messiah type figure. A title he would claim after the fall of Kansas City.
There would be no true battle for the city as in the night before the city fell, klash would crucify and impale almost all of his captive ANA soldiers. Using their cries as a type of psychological warfare. By morning the bulk of the soldiers defending the cities had joined Klash out of fear or left screaming. The ANA would move forward with what little airpower they had left in area 3 F-15's and one A-10 were sent to the area with their commanders believing that klash didn't have any air defenses to counter them. Unfortunately, Klash knew the strikes were coming and had managed to loot a fair amount of ANA and Federal anti-air equipment for his army. It was an aerial massacre; the badly trained and low flying pilots were almost all shot down, leaving one F15 badly damaged fleeing back into ANA-held land.
This kicked the Klashist up in a frenzy, with many outright proclaiming Klash as some type of god when in truth, he had gotten extremely lucky and still lost hundreds of his troops. When his horde had stormed the city, they showed mercy towards most civilians but none towards their usual targets. A mass exodus of religious people from the city would occur, as many of them feared murder by the horde. Black banners would be raised over every major building left standing in the city. Then came the video that shocked the world.
The chilling video is reminiscent of Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi ISIS propaganda only on a grander scale; Klash gave his "Son Of Mars Punishment Of God" speech. Where he claimed that he would not stop until he had entered the White House and raised the black flag in Richmond. Klash was near his height at this point, holding land as far north as Nebraska and as the Far East as Columbia, Missouri. His army in a few month's time, would be posed to take st. Louis and cross the Mississippi if the city fell. Yet while at his near height, Klash had laid the road work for his own downfall.
Federal and ANA soldiers in the region would begin talking under the noses of their commanders on how to work together to counter Klash. The high command of both sides still was too full of themselves to actually call a truce to deal with Klash, but the men and women on the ground refused to fight each other while a monster was at their collective doorsteps. While Klash was reaching the summit of his power, the All American Congress was just beginning, and soon enough, the horde would meet its match in the form of George Rockish."
-Rise and Fall of Klash 2045
 
Rockish Memoirs 2082
As the year dragged on from summer to fall, a complete stalemate had once again broken out. In the Appalachian front with no hope of breaking any time soon. In these desperate times, even more desperate ideas were floated. These ideas ranged from the insane as using chemical weapons via air ie the leftover stock of agent orange to even limited ideas of nuclear EMPs to disable any modern fighting abilities of the rebels.

Thousands died a day charging across no man's land in northern Virginia, border area Pennsylvania and southern Maryland. One of the main reasons is that the invasion of Appalachia lacks any real coordination between the bundles of different state and security apparatuses. It is said that the Federal government didn't invade the mountains, but the nation's entire intelligence. Many of these internal agencies had open rivalries with each other and often chose not to work with each other and in some cases, killed each other. The first battle of Cumberland wasn't between ANA and Feds; but between the National Guard, Element of the Marines, and FBI vs Army infantry, NFAC soldiers, other section of the state national guard, and the ATF. The battle started over petty disputes and eventually ended in a tank-on-tank engagement and airstrikes between October 5-13 of 2031.

These things weren't helped by the lackluster commanders who were more concerned with looking cool and wining glory than keeping their soldiers alive. It's no wonder that the incidence of fragging was so commonplace. If my superior officer ordered me to suicide charge a trench held by people who were near as fanatical as the Japanese during WW2 and 3 across a mud cover shit land; I would've tossed a frag into their tent too. That being said bad officers don't make up for the outright brutality they inflicted on the civilian population. If any of my men in Texas did those things, I would have them hung. In my first few weeks in the Appalachian Mountain, it felt like I was hanging more of my men for war crimes than killing rebels.

Needless to say, I didn't think highly of Ana Hogan, she was an uptight wannabe political officer during our days in West Point, and she would be and even more of an obtuse Karen of a woman during the war, which she nearly cost us. I digress from my hatred for Hogan as if I went on I could fill the next several pages from this one rant alone. When I first heard the idea for operation Megalodon, I almost lost my mind. The fact they thought they could pull a D day and take Richmond and somehow fold the rebellion in a couple of months is so beyond the pale stupid that I thought the President of joking. I told the President to her face that this plan was gonna fail miserably and could kill our chances of winning the war outright. Yet there was Hogan reinsuring her that some her this desperate to fail gambit was somehow gonna save the day.

Every day until the Christmas invasion, I get dread in my heart for those boys who would soon have to march up through swampland down IED highways towards a Capital that everybody should've known was empty. This search for an easy solution to a long-term crisis sent tens of thousands of men to their doom. Sadly in the coming months, I would soon be proven right.
-Rockish Memoirs 2082
 
I have several relatives buried in York County, Pennsylvania. I hope their graves are OK ITTL.
 
Homecoming
Malik almost didn't recognize the town he had spent most of his life in; at first, he had been away for only a few months, but to him, it seemed like a lifetime. Thing's seemingly have reverted back in time; there weren't as many cars as before, and far more people were ridding on bikes or even in horse-drawn wagons. The latter was how Malik, Manny, and Mia arrived back into town. Their driver hitched their covered wagon just outside of downtown dropping off what little bags the three had packed for their trip.

"Lead the way, Mr.officer; after all, this is your town." joked Manny as they all began to walk downtown. The group got a lot of stares, mostly at Malik's new grey uniform; a few of the women asked questions about their sons or husbands posting at the front. Malik didn't know where most of them were stationed at the front, but the ones he did know were almost always dead, although he or the others didn't have the heart to tell them that. Another new thing was the number of army people who buzzed around the place. A lot were newly enlisted people who saluted him. Most wore the Hannah Flag on their arm and seemed to be in their early 20's if not younger even the officers appeared to have a baby face about them.

"They all so young," said Malik as he looked at the sea of soldiers that filled up the sidewalks and manned checkpoints.

"Looks like you ain't special anymore, sweetheart," Mia said but was immediately proved wrong as a group of people looked at Malik as he entered a bakery.

"Malik, you are back!." said Mr.Cortes; he had been a friend of the family and like a semi uncle to Malik and his sisters. He was an older man tall with graying hair and favored Sam Elliot in terms of looks.

"And promoted; they made me an officer. I'm in town for the next few weeks. I couldn't get much news at the front; how is the rest of the country?" asked Malik.

Mr.Cortes sighed. "Not good, Mijo; not good. There is a stalemate at most fronts, and that manic Klash is looking to take Saint Louis; if it falls, he will cross the river, and the word is that he will keep heading east until he hits DC."

"I heard about that guy; they say he isn't all there," said Manny.

"That and understatement," said one of the other militia members in the shop, "dude isn't human." who was sitting towards the back.

"What?" asked Manny, confused, raising an eyebrow.

"The guy drinks blood, doesn't come out during the day, and I heard from a cousin friend's brother who knew somebody fighting at the front that he doesn't die if you shoot him." said another militiaman, maybe 14 or 15 at the oldest his hat was and old real tree hunting camo which looked god awful next to his old UCP BDU's he had on.

"Kevin, that is all propaganda made up by Klash and his insane band of cultists," said Mr.Cortes; it was then Malik recognized one of the militiamen; he was a freshman at the high school and a young one at that; which was strange to see him in the army being so young and all.

"I doubt he will get anywhere close to DC or take Saint Louis," said Mia as she sat down.

"I certainly hope so; although you three seem like yall can handle a few more fights; they might even make yall an eagle scout for your next rank," said Johnson walking into the shop.

About three hours later and enough hugs and kisses between him and his two sisters to fill up a whole family reunion, Malik and Mia found themselves laying up in his room watching a movie together on an old CD player. Their house was fortunate enough to be provided solar power due to its importance to the warfare effort.

"I still can't believe your sister and Johnson plan on getting married."

"He isn't the only one." He said, looking at Mia while slipping a ring on her finger.
 
Operation Megalodon History Channel "The Second Civil War" 2088
With the war in the Appalachia at a stalemate, which seemed to be permanently unbreakable through the roots into Northern and West Virginia, new ideas had to be devised in order to crack the large pocket of eastern rebel resistance. Thus the idea for operation Megalodon was born out of the need to break this stalemate.

The idea for a naval invasion into the rebel-held territory was floated since the beginning of the blockade of all coastal rebel-held territory, mostly in what would be the state of Cascadia at the time the states of Oregon and Washington. However, there were considerable naval assets off the coast of Virginia and even some boats in the Great Lakes, where some of the largest naval battles happened before the operation to retake Norfolk.

The plan was simple; use some of the USN held naval assets that could be afforded mainly two aircraft carriers, along with an array of retrofitted corvettes, destroyers, and frigates to began the bombardment of all coastal positions, including any aircraft and anti-air system within reach. Then newest submersible landing crafts would glide underwater before landing on the beach, creating a headway for heavy armor before capturing Norfolk. After that, it would be a push upwards through Hampton and then capturing Richmond which the federal believe held the eastern Leadership of the ANA.

To say there were a great many things wrong with this plan would be an understatement. One being while the Federals controlled the vast majority of all naval assets throughout the war; the United States Navy was undermanned, underfunded, and in disrepair due to the economic collapse of the nation caused by the war. This isn't even mentioning that the most suitable landing areas around Norfolk were mined with a mixture of water-based IEDs and naval mines, forcing the Feds to land in the swamplands surrounding Norfolk.

Along with this, the majority of ship-mounted anti-ship missiles the rebel-controlled had been dismantled from rebel-held ships and placed in the marshes. Any Mobile anti systems in the area were nearly always traveling and disguise as civilian traffic or aid relief. Lastly, this plan also relied on the enemy not having any airpower, which they did have; the ANA Airforce had since the start of the war been limited mostly to drone attacks. This was done to save the Air Force few manned crafts for when they would be truly needed. Meanwhile, the USAF was losing jets both to the rebel anti-air system and due to a lack of airmen and maintenance.

Nevertheless, the attack was scheduled only a few months after it was conceived of with little to no prep time; on December the 25th, 2031, operation Megalodon began. Over 275,000 men and women were organized and boarded onto ships from Maryland and Delaware shipyards for the naval invasion of Virginia; one-fourth of these soldiers most no older than 25 would not see the end of this campaign.


Things would almost immediately go awry as leaks soon reached Jamar Spikes and other ANA leadership. This would only be confirmed after public open source satellite photography captured the operations as it was happening. All ANAF assets, mainly fighters, would be ordered in the air or to fall back to better-shielded areas before the barrage began.

As the opening silos began targeting wrongfully rebel ships, that they believed held anti-ship missile the rebels would return fire not with missiles but with a suicide drone speed boats swarm attack sinking serval ships within the first two hours or so of the battle. As the Federal navy got closers taking on more and more damage, the unthinkable would happen; a barrage of anti-ship missiles would be lunch; serval striking critical hits against the Gerald R Ford aircraft carrier before an onboard explosion blew a large hole in the ship and it sunk under the waves. Yet through it, all the invasion pressed on as USN air assets still managed to get in the air before the Ford sank, and the invasion still had another carrier.

As the landing party began to land in the marshy swampland, many thought they would have at least air support, but this was only partially true because around this time, rebel jets appeared, starting the first true air on-air battle over a hundred jets would fight it out in the sky above the battlefield. F-22's,F-15's, F-35's, and older models of jet fighters began to dogfight in the air along with helicopters who dogfought it out with each other, and there were even serval drone-on drone engagement. In one of the more brilliant moves on the Federal side, they began to use the drones to find the anti-air system in the area while the jet pilots were distracted in dog fights. Although this lead to serval attacks on fleeing civilian convoys. Not only that, but the dogfights above the city cause massive destruction to Norfolk.

Nevertheless, eventually, the attacks on the ANA anti-air systems drove the ANAF back towards more air cover allowing for the transfer of heavy weapons to the beach; but without major air cover due to so many of their air craft being lost and driving through mashy land, the push for the city became bogged down in the muddy water. That is when the first reports of rebels using electric cables in water to initiate ambushes happened. Along with the rebels beginning to use M270 systems, rocket artillery, and what remain of their anti-air system at near point-blank range against invading troops. Most of these systems were hidden in the mashes which caused them to be hard to see from in the air.

Thousands of people by now were already dead, and things only got worse as they entered what remained Norfolk after serval weeks of battling out in the swamps and then into the city; soldiers were fighting not just fighting from room to room but from within rooms themselves. The federal government wanting to take the city by any means necessary, began mass bombardment of the city using B-one bombers. The city was quickly leveled after a couple of days of warfare, and the Federal Army was free to claim the corpse of Norfolk. Only after the city had fallen did the ANA forces fell back to their static defenses where the conflict would become a short blitz towards Hampton only to get pushed back and bogged down into trench warfare. The rebels, not wanting to lose another city, began in mid-February to deploy chemical weapons in response; the US Amy did the same.


As the body count began to rise on the Federal sides serval cases of widespread mutinies occurred. General Hogan would attempt to crack down on them with excessive force, but by now, it was getting far too out of hand, and in order to avoid an uprising by her on soldiers, President Harris order a stop in the push for Richmond and for Hogan to consolidate her gains. By early February 2032, over 68,800 Federal soldiers would have died, and over 47,700 ANA soldiers shared the same fate. In a matter of weeks, over 115,000 soldiers alone would have died, and with civilian numbers matching those of the military. Almost as many American soldiers died for Norfolk as died in World War One, but this wouldn't be the bloodiest battle of the war by far as things would only get more apocalyptic.
-Operation Megalodon History Channel "The Second Civil War" 2088
 
DeAndre
DeAndre Haywood Jefferson hadn't planned on becoming a militiaman in the civil war, nor did he plan on a civil war happening, but here he was walking on a dirt path somewhere in the middle of the Mississippi delta looking for Mr. Charlie, a nickname given to the racist scum bags that we're currently trying to commit genocide against his people. DeAndre had originally planned on going to college on a full-ride to Jackson State University, but after what happened in Freedom Georgia, he had signed up to join the militia. It didn't help that most of the girls in his town liked the militia guys more than the average Joe or GI.

On this patrol along the wood lines in between NFAC held territory and Republican militia held land DeAndre and four other soldiers were spread out and using coms to talk to each other. DeAndre and another man closest to him, Patrick, had on "power armor," a fancy name for what was really just an armored suit of the interlocking ceramic plate and connected to a cheap exoskeleton. Although the helmet was pretty cool, it managed to incorporate a heads-up display using the tech from a civilian market AR glasses. The armor also allowed him to pretty much lift anything and feel like a tank, although he didn't have the same protection as one. A shot from a high enough caliber or an explosive above a grenade could kill him.

"Ay, I think I found something," said Clark as he turned to see what looked to be a large cave entrance covered up by some brush.

"It's just a cave," said DeAndre.

"Yeah, that's kinda the point these backwoods fucks love living and hiding their weapons in caves to avoid being spotted from the air," said Clark.

DeAndre sighed and maneuvered his power armor into the cave after Clark while the rest of the men followed behind them.

"I don't get it," said DeAndre as he turned his helmet flashlight on.

"Get what?" asked Clark.

"Why the hell are we out this far out? I mean, our outpost is a few miles back, and the nearest black majority town is tens miles after that."

Clark and the others let out some quiet laughter at that.

"It ain't about holding on to what we got; it's about getting a bigger chair at the table so we can have a bigger plate," said Sarah and an unarmored militia woman.

"Clark, what the hell is Sarah talking about?" asked DeAndre.

"What she is saying is that when this war is over, the more land that is under our control, the more we can throw more our weight around in a post-war settlement.".

"C'mon, don't tell me y'all think Washington is gonna give us Independence?" said DeAndre

"Never said that, but they will give us our own states plus reparations," said Clark.

"Clark is right; white folks are killing each other like it going out of style, man no matter who wins this war, there probably won't be that many people left to disagree with our position," said Sarah as they came across an ammo dump above what remained of a Nazi flag. The dump had rudimentary lighting that was still on.

"The lights are still on, meaning these trash fash are still using this place as a dump, yo Terry and Demarcus go get the spikes," said Sarah as the two other militiamen rushed out the cave, and a few minutes later, they return with ammo boxes before mixing the bullets from their boxes with the bullets from the stash boxes around the dump.

"What the hell are y'all doing?" asked DeAndre

"Giving these little goose-stepping bastards a surprise, the bullet we are giving them are spiked if they try to fire it, their rifle goes boom boom, and their hands go bye-bye." joked Sarah as she began to sabotage some of the heavier weapons nearby.

"Isn't this a war crime?" asked Clark,

"A legal gray area, besides who gives a fuck there Nazis," said Sarah.

"Why not just blow up the cave?" asked DeAndre.

"Because then we scatter these fucks to the wind and have a harder time tracking them," said Sarah

"I see it's better to let a little fish go to catch a bigger one," said Clark.

"Exactly beside sabotaging this stash, will probably flood their ammo supply with hot weapons, which would kill more people than a raid on this cave could ever do."

"This all very fucked up," said DeAndre.

"That pretty much sums up the world right now, Captain Obvious," said Clark.

"It's getting late; we need to leave before Charlie comes back," said Demarcus.

"He's right; we need to get out here before hill has eyes wannabes get here," said DeAndre.

Little did the group know from behind a hidden doorway was what remained of the neo-nazis and klansmen further behind that deeper into the bowels of the cave slept another darker enemy as the symbol of the Klash's horde hung above their sleeping bodies.
 
Ticket For 3 Please
The trans AFU hyper rail system from the Cape Town research facility to Cairo Egypt was the fastest rail system in the world only beating out the mars one rail launcher system. It could get a person from the bottom of the country all the way to the mediterranean in less than a day, but that was only without stops and unfortunately the rail had to make one stop to pick up the "kid genius" and one of the other leading designers for the ship Richard Ingabire.

"This is just great not only we just got the launch date pushed back to May of next year, but we got to deal with little Dicky for the next few hours." said Alice.

"It is unlikely that we will have to deal with him for only a few hours, if we are all being ordered to arrive in Cairo UN special speech affairs building we may spend up to several days in close contact with Richard." said X-5

"Thanks X-5, that's made me feel a lot better." said Alice sarcastically.

"You are welcome." X-5 said completely missing Alice sarcasm.

Right around that time the doors to their train car open and there step in a rather tall young adult maybe around mid to late teens.

"Afternoon." said Richard

"Yes it is afternoon." said X-5 while Alice just nodded a greeting. She had some resentment towards the kid due to how much praise he had gotten from the mainstream media. The AFU media had a nasty little habit of forgetting about outside help when it came to these types of projects. The way the media talked about it, one would think project Enterprise was just an African Federated Union based project and not a global one.

Richard for his part found himself reading a travel brochure that was on a nearby magazine rack, while he was born in Rwanda province he hadn't gotten much travel around his country only visiting the other parts of the East African Autonomous Region. Dicky opened the brochure for the railroad which had a map of the AFU and upcoming events in the cities around the country that railline could take tourist from military parades to science fairs and even a concept for a new green city to be built on land reclaimed from climate crisis affected areas on its front page.
He also peeked over at X-5 there was something both attractive and unevering about her. She was too flawless like a painting come to life, but at the same time the way she moved and seemed to be blank when not noticed wasn't human, it almost seemed like she was dead.

Meanwhile X-5 was actually thinking to itself and kinda regretting it had chosen its current body for the trip.
"Should've chosen the ginger male body, gingers are cool." X-5 thought to herself as she proceeded to pull up a mental VR program and began to design a new body to be made after the trip to Egypt was over. The newest body was a tall , medium build man with a bald head and epic red bushy bread.
Should I make him Italian? Nah let's go for Scottish that would be more fitting I guess.

After she had started her new problem she sped up her sense of time in VR so that after what only felt like an hour of work it had actually been several. One of the advantages of being "not real" was being able to change your sense of time.

Cairo was unseasonably colder than it natural climate would allow, but in recent years with the UN World Recommendation Project parts of the world struck hardest by climate change had begun to have areas reclaimed undoing decades of devastation during the Horrors in the matter of a few years. Cairo's population never had recovered from its height in the mid 2030's and in terms of population reflected more of the UN European Mandate cities than the modern metropolises of other parts of the AFU.

However in more recent years the AFU have begun to invest more in its northern holdings in order to stifle independence movements and had been largely successful in that goal at least partially, every now again there would be an attack by the Arab Independence league which would make waves. The AFU had it down to a formula: Loyalty for Prosperity and Safety, a deal that many nations had to make as the price to pay in order to end the Horrors.
 
The Britannian Wars
Things fall, and when they do, they often drag other things down with it. A no more poignant example of this could be found in the 21st century than during the American civil conflict that saw the beginning of the collapse of the global world order and the slow creep into the age of the Horrors. Rather you called the crisis in Britain a civil war or not; there is no doubt it could never have been triggered without the collapse of the United States of America. What was originally thought to be sporadic short spats of violence caused by the global economic collapse, the Britannian Wars quickly evolved to one part civil war one part gang warfare as parties of both the countryside and urban cities quickly became ungovernable by the state.

The origins of the war, as mentioned before, have to do with the global economic collapse which was caused by the Second American Civil War as by the time of the second civil war, much of the west depended strongly on the US economically and militarily. This meant when America fell into an apocalyptic war which saw millions upon millions of people die in the deadliest conflicts since WW2 and what would remain the deadliest conflict of the 21st century until the third World War that saw the death of over 150 million people only being dwarfed by the Great War of the 2140s; a cascade of political unrest began to affect all the nations it supported, starting in the third word but quickly entering the 1st.

In the UK and the EU, many of their social safety nets had to end due to them not simply having enough money to run them. As Europe watched helplessly as the Russian Reclamation began to catch fire, many began to invest more in their military and a surveillance state. This mixed with skyrocketing unemployment and poverty rates, saw the foundation of the wars that would scar Europe until it was united briefly in the third world war.
The growth in extremist ideologies within the UK lead inevitably to street brawls between different groups, with most of these political organizations acting more so as gangs than actual political parties. These street fights and riots with the police began to turn deadly as a new tool would allow for the creation of a whole new type of weapon, the 3D gun and drone.

The idea of the 3D printed weaponry was science-fiction back in the 2010s, but as early as the 2020's weapons like the FGC9 (Fuck Gun Control 9) were starting to become a worry in the minds of European leaders and police officials. In 2028 1 out of 3 people owned a 3D printer in the UK. The first mass use of 3D weapons against the UK would be by the United IRA lead by Sasha O'Reilly. The UIRA developed the mainstay and of the conflict in the UK, the "toy boy," a 3D-printed AR-15 knock-off that could be made in little as two days of printing. In less than a year, by 2032, after the first use of the toyboy, it had been adopted by a lot of the gangs in mainland UK. The numbers of murders in London alone by 2033 were over 1,500. Across the country, it ranged to almost 10,000. At its height, the murder toll would be well over 20 thousand people,

Parts of the cities became impossible to police without the use of armored cars. Gangs now well-armed saw the police as just another target in their wars. Klashism became popular with many youth elements both on the left and right, with different strains of the ideology being developed on a block-by-block basis. In some cases, several gangs would fight over one apartment building with rival borders limited to sections of the different floors.

"Political gangs walk the street blazingly carrying long guns and where followers of Klash war with homemade rocket launchers and Ak's war against National Bolsheviks with 3D printed Tommy Guns. All the while, other youths look on from alleyways or down from their apartment numbed by opioids and just the normalization of it all. Many of these people outside of the gangs are little more than skin and bone as food in a lot of the area even as aid from the government or NGOs are hard to come by due to so many of the areas being blocked off."
-Italian Reporter on the conflict.

In Scotland, attacks would be more so focused against vestiges of British Power as the Scottish Liberation Army began a bombing campaign against in their words, "All things British." It seemed that the UK had found itself in a permanent state of limbo on the edge of civil war.
-The Britannian Wars 2247
 
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