Counterforce: With Seven Trumpets, Book two of Counterforce

Our world was in turmoil with a series of natural and man made disasters. It had been just six years since the United States had became a Military Dictatorship. The news media carried the Military Tribunals on television as one by one our former government officials were tried for various crimes. We had been assured that our government and constitution would be restored as soon as the trials were complete.The rest of the world seemed to be spinning out of control as well. Russia was suffering from an energy crisis. They and had joined with Iran in taking over the Middle East. Some how Israel with the help of England and the US had defeated the Russians. Israel and her allies were cleaning up the contaminated battle grounds ever since. Then there was the drought; it was world wide. Most of the major food producing countries farms were affected and the countries who depended on them were devastated. Some were calling the comet strike a biblical plague. A comet had struck our planet and caused the largest natural disaster in recorded history. Nearly one third of the population of the earth had been killed. Some were killed by the impact and others were poisoned by the fallout. The impact seemed to trigger earth quakes. It may just be a coincidence but around the time the comet struck we had some huge earth quakes. Millions of people became refugees over night. Finally, the last and worse assault came just a few days ago. What we thought was a meteor shower turned into a nightmare. Thousands of small meteor impacts destroyed cities and towns everywhere. The International Space Station and most satellites were damage or destroyed. Cell phones became useless. People were in a panic everywhere. The only hope anyone had was in the good will of others. Ham radio operators were busy spreading the news of their local plight to others and reporting on the news they sheared with one an other. This is where my story began.Some claimed that it was the great judgment. All I knew is that we had been through enough. My house is gone, so is my town. I was fortunate enough to live through the meteor impacts. After the last of the impacts I crawl out of the rubble that once was my place of work. I pushed through rubble and twisted metal and twisted bodies. The few of us survivors set up a makeshift first aid station and of course a morgue.Out of the more than 1000 people that were here, only 98 of us were alive and only twenty of us were well enough to help others. The industrial complex was now a pile of rubble. Off in the distance where the small town once stood smoke and flames were billowing toward the sky. No help was coming; no help could come. We just didn't know it yet.