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The Harley-Davidson Low Rider safely hidden in the undergrowth, John Rourke edged forward to look down on the valley.

What he saw amazed him.

Behind him, back through the Tennessee hills, lay nuclear devastation, roaming bands of kill-crazy brigands, Russian invaders, ruin and disease.

In front, seemingly untouched, lay old-fashioned small-town America: white-painted churches, well-tended homes, neat teenagers, corner stores, the town library, a filling station. Even the factory on the edge of town still hummed with activity.

A mirage? Or for real? And if for real, maybe a trap?

Desperate for supplies, Rourke, CIA-trained weapons and survival expert, knew that some risks are unavoidable. He had to go down into town. Had to take a chance.