All of Fort Bragg was on lockdown. All of the gates to enter or exit the Fort had been ordered closed by Forts commanding officer Lieutenant General Stephen Portson. LTG Portson was thin, six-four in height, pepper gray hair and spoke with a Boston accent. He’d been on his thirty-first year in the Army, he was a paratrooper through-and-through, and he loved the Army. Now he was combating a different situation, the potential end of the known civilization. He and his staff had come to the conclusion that it was in fact some sort of EMP event and it wasn’t isolated to Fort Bragg and its surrounding areas. They had been working tirelessly to determine the entire posts assets and resources; their only problem was they had no control over the special operations areas of Fort Bragg. For now the special operations people didn’t feel the need to share and acknowledge what they had, word was they would take care of themselves for now. The eighteenth and eighty-second airborne division were working together to piece together all of their common resources, these were the two largest entities on post. To sum…show more content… While the collecting of the dependents was going on a large tent city was being built to set the families up with. The 82nd had been involved in many humanitarian operations around the world during natural and manmade disasters. They had become proficient at setting up make-shift housing, restroom facilities, bathing facilities and more. There were going to be some exceptions this time around, no power which mean no light or running water. They didn’t have enough lanterns for everyone that’s one of the reasons they were securing many of the stores throughout Fayetteville. When the families were being picked up they were asked to bring what camping gear they had; they were going to need
