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North American Imperial State wrote:

"Yup...Hey, you think you got any spare ammo? I don't think you will be willing to lend it, but we got some freinds up michingan in depserate Need of Some Ammo."

"Yes.. however, the government wouldn’t allow me to do that because I think I’ve violated some laws at this time. So, I’ll place the ammo in a van that will be marked with a III, my "fifth column" buddies will ship ‘em to you, and then you can ship it to your boys up north. I’ve talked with my buddies and they said that they will send it next month.. On the plus side, our vice-president may be on our side, s-. oh no, the killing squad are banging the door, all I’ve got to tell you that the van will come soo- oh no, i’d better call you lat-"
The communication is cut short by the FBI, or what’s left of it anyway, infiltrating the radio communicator’s room in Sector 203. Another radio communicator, named David von Stevenson, takes over the radio for New York City.