This can be a similar e-book as American Apocalypse Wastelands, with diversified disguise artwork and a pair extra typos.
AS thousands fight to outlive within the barren region THAT the US HAS develop into, a tender guy FIGHTS to take care of ITS FOUNDING PROMISE.
Starvation, violence and dying run rampant within the continues to be of our once-proud state. Federal troops, commissioned to guard the fatherland, have became their weapons at the lawless inhabitants. electorate locate protect in executive secure zones whereas ruthless gangs implement their will outdoor the camps.
When the army transforms Washington's life-saving foodstuff financial institution right into a gun assortment middle so one can disarm all however the squaddies themselves, riots take place. Weary of the militaristic government's cause to render the voters defenseless, America's final patriots commence a mass migration out of the camps looking for refuge.
American Apocalypse Wastelands tells of a tender guy gaining knowledge of the function he needs to play to shield himself, others and his nation as every little thing round him crumbles.
This is AA II with a brand new hide an modifying. ~Nova
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