By James Axler
While all is misplaced, there is continuously the longer term. however the destiny in an international shrouded within the radioactive pink airborne dirt and dust clouds of a generation-old worldwide nuclear battle relies on discovering hidden caches of foodstuff, guns and technology--the legacy of a preholocaust society--stashed in lonely outposts referred to as redoubts. while Ryan Cawdor discovers a redoubt within the sour freakish wilderness that now passes for Alaska, he additionally uncovers a brand new risk to a slowly reemerging the United States.
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News that Uchitel had found most unwelcome. Though the sun appeared intermittently, most of the day was bleak, with flurries of snow reducing visibility. It was bad, but they had all seen much worse. Occasionally a freak tornado came screaming from the north. The wind would be so strong that it would lift a man and his horse together and send them crashing to their death a mile away. Uchitel recalled being in a township to the south when such a storm arose. The buildings, tethered to bedrock with cables of spun metal, held safe.
Vanished overnight and, in sixty searing minutes, the purging flames of the brief war that ended all wars destroyed every single Russian city and industrial complex. Every armaments factory and missile base, every port and bridge, was nuked. The destruction was total. In places—particularly the farthest recesses of the north and east in the devastated KamchatkaPeninsula, in Siberia and the parts of old Russia near North America-—the nuclear winter lingered just as in other regions of the globe, the leaden skies and bitter cold had reigned for a generation.