April 23/4
Nat Bronte, he had to admit this was an interesting meeting, the pictures of President Havani’s friends were interesting to say the least. The description of his method of ruling had been talked about. Havanni in some ways was an impressive leader, he did not really on a strong professional military to keep him in power. But to keep him in power he relied instead on the use of money and gifts to various village and local leaders as well as visiting villages and hold parties with free food, drink and music for the villagers. This was the way he maintain his power.
But he also had a large local militia that were pretty loyal as well as a small but very loyal personal bodyguard, so he has some muscle to back him up. Cuba had sent over some combat veterans from the fighting in Africa to give his militia a little professional training. So the view was that the militia with Cubans and a the Russian troops on the Shortland Islands could put up a pretty fair fight. Add on that the local population knew, that if the Australians did come they would reopen the Panguna mine and that will mean that the locals would fight to the bitter end. But some people did get out of line and they generally died.
Huron South Dakota
Ed Blake was happy enough he was in the field with his digger breaking up the ground for planting, it was late but wheat planting season had begun and in a couple of days he would be planting wheat. His middle son Henry would be working the field with a digger, Ed was letting him take one of the farms two pickups to school. That way he would not have to ride the school bus home. The pickup was not new but it would get Henry home so that he could be in the field no later than four and he could dig until it was dark. Then off in the distance he could see a big B-52 doing some low level flying, it was maybe a football field length in height above the ground. You saw them every now and then practicing flying low. He had heard they were training to make sure they could avoid the Soviet Union’s Air Defenses.
It was not fast as it moved it almost seemed like it was plodding along. Ed sort of watched it while keeping an eye on what he was doing. The tractor moved along and all he had to do was take a quick look around to correct the direction. Ed smiled in a way the B-52 was like him and his tractor not all that fast but both got the job done.
General Talbot was enjoying himself he had been a bomber pilot since the fifties, he had been around for the Cuban Missile Crisis and he had flown bomber missions over Vietnam. So he always liked to fly and this kind of mission was fun for him. The low level part of it added on another level of difficulty and it was sort of fun to look at the country side from a hundred or so yards from the ground. Of looking around he could see several tractors out working the field. He loved to fly and since he had made General he had done far too little of it so life for the moment was good.
Rear Admiral Striet was listening to his daughter Annette, she wanted to go to the school dance, he was not objecting to that idea but now the discussion was just how late she could stay out. He and his wife Lori were set on 10pm and she was sure they were destroying her life since she wanted to stay out to midnight. But since she was only fourteen he was dead set against that. She was growing up but at the same time and she was sure she knew everything about everything. He knew better but Annette did she was not believe one word of it.