Bugout! California Part 77 – Rock Climbing

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“Where are we stopping?” Morgan asked, walking to the front of the coach.

“The last text said to stop at Hobson Avenue, just before we get to Greenfield,” Robbie said, brow furrowed. “To the right of the 101. You probably have the texts too, you know. They’ve been doing broadcasts.”

“Which coach was it?” she asked, sitting in the passenger seat and pulling out her phone.

“Purple. Jordan was driving.”

“Crap, isn’t that the one that our doctor was in?”

“Yep,” Robbie said. “Here comes that street. I’m getting off. Hope we aren’t the first people here.”

“Put the rig into siege mode as soon as we stop,” Morgan said.

“Yeah, I agree. The ramp empties to the left. Weird.” Robbie took it, then turned left and drove under the 101.

“There’s two coaches there already, see?” Morgan asked, pointing. “Yellow and green.”

“Perfect, that’s Ted and Tex,” Robbie said.

“You think we’re going to take an alternate route?”

“I suspect that we’re going to attack that roadblock,” Robbie said. “Probably from at least three directions.”

Morgan looked at her map app as Robbie pulled next to the other coaches on the wide flat patch of dirt. “We can use the roads in town to go on at least three sides of them. Four if we have somebody go past a ways and get on the southbound 101.”

Robbie parked and activated siege mode. “C’mon.”

The two got out and walked to Ted, Stacey, and Tex, who were chatting. Brianna, Karen, and Haley leaned against the green coach, eyes darting around nervously.

“What happened, exactly?” Robbie asked.

“Ambush at a roadblock,” Ted said. “There were four people in that coach, including our doctor.”

“Sorry, partner, but there were five,” Tex said. “Alexis got into that rig at the last minute.”

“Oh, no,” Morgan said. “I’m gonna go talk to the girls.” She walked towards the green coach.

“We going a different way, or are we gonna attack?” Robbie asked.

“Up to Jules, but my money’s on attack,” Ted said.

“Here comes another coach,” Tex said. “Looks like blue.”

“That’s Gil and Tisha,” Robbie said.

“Damn, partner, did you memorize all of this?” Tex asked.

Ted chuckled. “This kid didn’t need to write down orders at the restaurant.”

“How do you do that?” Tex asked.

“I don’t know,” Robbie said. “Photographic memory. That’s what the doctor called it when my parents had me checked out. It doesn’t always work. There has to be emotion involved.”

The blue coach parked, following the lead of the others and going into siege mode. Gil and Tisha came out, Tisha grabbing his hand as they walked.

“Are they dead?” Gil asked.

“I think we have to assume that, partner,” Tex said with a grim expression.

“Dammit,” Tisha said. “What are we gonna do?”

“We’ll find out when Jules gets here,” Ted said.

“Speak of the devil, here comes his coach,” Robbie said, pointing to the black coach as it drove towards them. “Thought we were spaced a little further apart.”

“I’ve been here for twenty minutes,” Tex said. “Ted’s been here for ten. We’ve got about the right amount of distance between us, but Jules must have speeded up a tad.”

“He’s going to be emotional,” Tex said. “We need to help him stay within the lines.”

The black coach pulled up, settling into siege mode right away. The door opened, Shelly rushing out. “How did this happen?” she cried.

“You guys didn’t talk about it?” Ted asked. Sparky came out of the coach with Dana, both visibly shaken.

“Jules started sobbing so hard he could hardly stay on the road,” Shelly said. “I’ve never seen a man cry like that.”

Jules left the coach, carrying a walkie-talkie, speaking into it. His eyes were red.

“Jules,” Tex said, rushing over to him, giving him a hug.

“Who’s on the other end of that radio?” Ted asked.

“Ivan contact. Witnessed aftermath of attack. All dead.” He started to cry again, but struggled to fight it. Shelly looked at him, eyes welling with tears, and hugged him. Sparky and Dana looked on sadly. Tex and Ted shot each other a worried glance. Jules moved back, looking Shelly in the eyes. “Thank you. I’m sorry.”

Shelly returned the glance. “It’s okay to feel something, you know.”

“This is the first reaction,” Sparky said. “The enemy won’t like the next one.”

Jules smiled through his tears. “They not know what’s coming. Enemy base nearby. We take out. Help on way. Contact working now.”

Tex chuckled. “I knew it. Where is it?”

“Cherry Avenue and El Camino Real,” Jules said. “Stick out like sore thumb. Civic Center building. Flat open ground on two sides, road on two sides. No basement.”

“It might take more than mini-guns to get through the building, if it’s brick,” Tex said.

“We arrive and surround, then go into siege mode. Start firing while mortars set up. Break open building with high explosive rounds, then use willie pete.”

“Ouch,” Ted said. “What about the roadblock?”

“After we destroy base, we mop up, then leave.”

“They’ll put out an APB right away, you know,” Robbie said.

Jules chuckled. “Contact is CHP Captain. They ignore APB. CHP rank and file not controlled by UN. Only top brass.”

“Here comes another coach,” Robbie said, pointing. “Gray. It’s Justin and Katie.”

“Only one more, then,” Sparky said.

They watched as Justin drove up, following the lead on siege mode.

“We’re visible from the 101,” Gil said. “You guys know that, right?”

“That why siege mode,” Jules said. “We be gone after last coach gets here and we have short chat.”

“Who’s left?” Tisha asked.

“Maroon,” Robbie said. “Cody and Alison.”

“How did the enemy take out our rig?” Gil asked.

“Enemy disable engine from behind,” Jules said. “Then use many men to attack. Slid explosive charges under rig. Floor not armored.”

“Maybe siege mode should include skirting that covers more than the wheels,” Justin said.

“A piece of armor guarding the back that doesn’t seal up would be a better idea,” Gil said. “Then they can’t disable the engine.”

“That both good idea, but too late now,” Jules said.

“We might be biting off a lot in attacking that headquarters, if all we have is seven rigs,” Sparky said.

“We have more than seven rig,” Jules said. “Heard of Lenco BearCat?”

Tex chuckled. “What’s that, partner?”

“I know what it is,” Ted said. “Armored vehicles used by law enforcement. Some of them have CROWS.”

“What’s CROWS?” Tisha asked.

“Common Remotely Operated Weapon Station,” Ted said. “It’s a turret mounted machine gun system. Usually mounted on top of the BearCats. Not as powerful as what we have, of course, but they don’t chew through ammo as fast.”

“The CHP has those?” Robbie asked.

Jules chuckled. “City police departments have. California law enforcement on our side. Most.”

“So, you’re saying we’ll be working with these armored vehicles?” Ted said.

“Five only,” Jules said. “Locked up in Soledad by UN forces. CHP steal back, kill guards. On way here now.”

“Here comes Cody’s rig,” Robbie said. They watched as it got off the 101 and drove to them.

The door opened, and Cody poked his head out. “Siege mode? Really?”

“Yes, do,” Jules shouted. “We meet for minute, then leave. Better safe than sorry.”

Cody went back inside and turned siege mode on. Alison came out and joined the other women.

“Where we talking,” Tex asked.

“Right here fine,” Jules said. “Short chat.”

“Okay, then I’m climbing on the roof of my coach here,” Tex said. “I’ll watch the road. I feel a little to exposed.”

“Not a bad idea,” Ted said. They watched as Tex climbed the ladder on the back of the rig.

Cody walked over. “We’re going to hit back, aren’t we?”

“You damn straight,” Jules said. “With help. Enemy base in civic center building, at corner of El Camino Real and Cherry. We surround with rigs. CHP and other law enforcement join with five BearCat armored vehicles. We destroy base with mortars, then destroy roadblock. Then go on.”

“So what are we waiting for?” Cody asked.

“Call from BearCat team,” Jules said. “On way. Twenty minutes from last call.”

“That was about seven minutes ago,” Ted said. “We’ll be taking off in a hurry. Everybody loaded and ready? Including M60s?”

“Yep,” Robbie said.

A few others nodded or said yes.

“Hey,” Tex said. “Would a Gaz Tigr coming southbound on the 101 interest you folks?”

“To rigs, get turrets up,” Jules shouted. “They want fight, they get.”

“There’s three of them now,” Tex said, climbing off the roof. He rushed into his rig. “Karen, c’mon!”

She stopped talking and rushed over, the other women rushing to their coaches as turrets started to rise.

Robbie and Morgan made it inside their rig and raised their big gun.

“We’re gonna have to be careful not to use up too much ammo with the mini-guns.”

“I was just thinking the same thing,” she said as she pulled the tray out for the front and rear machine guns. “Probably won’t need these, but you never know.”

“Get ready on an M60,” Robbie said. “If somebody rushes the coach, we’ll need to kill them. If they’re too close, I can’t hit them with the mini-gun.”

“I got it,” she said.

Both of their phones dinged with text messages.

“I’ll check it,” Morgan said. “Stay on that gun.”

Robbie nodded as she read it. “Well?”

“Jules. Says the BearCats are in town, ready and waiting. Don’t shoot until all the Gaz Tigrs are off the freeway. We leave as soon as we’ve destroyed them.”

“Good,” Robbie said, his blood getting up. “Here comes the first one.”

“Hold your fire,” Morgan said.

“I know,” Robbie said. “The second one just came into view.”

“Steady,” Morgan whispered.

“There’s the third one,” Robbie said. Suddenly gunfire erupted from the two coaches nearest the road, stopping all three Gaz Tigrs in their tracks. The doors opened, men racing out, being cut down by gunfire from several of the coaches through the gun slits.

“That was all of them,” Robbie said. “We didn’t even get a shot off. Oh, crap, Tex is rushing the vehicles with Cody and Ted.”

“I hope they’re careful,” Morgan said.

There were two shots. The three men hit the dirt and returned fire, dropping a UN Peacekeeper who was running away.

“Geez,” Robbie said. He watched as the trio checked out all three vehicles, then gathered up loose weapons and a bunch of grenades.

“Okay, they’re getting back into their vehicles,” Robbie said. Their phones dinged. Morgan looked.

“Get out of siege mode and get ready to roll,” she said.

“I figured.” Robbie lowered the turret and retracted the siege-mode armor, then fired up the big diesel. They followed three other coaches to the road, the rest getting behind them.

“Punch in that address,” Robbie said.

“Already on it, honey,” Morgan said. “Wonder if any of those slugs back there got off a message to the base?”

“It’s possible,” Robbie said, hands sweating around the wheel as they climbed the on-ramp. “How far we going?”

“Not very,” Morgan said.

The cellphones dinged. “What now?” Robbie asked.

“First four coaches get off at El Camino Real and crank through the middle of town. The rest are getting off at Walnut, which is a block this side of the base.”

“Sounds good,” Robbie said.

“Wow, there’s El Camino Real right ahead,” Morgan said.

“See it,” Robbie said, watching the coaches in front of him get off the freeway. The rest kept going as he got off.

“Wonder if they’ll get there first?” Robbie asked.

“Good question,” Morgan said. “Depends on traffic in town, I guess.”

Robbie looked around as they drove down the deserted street. “What traffic?”

“They could probably hear that gunfire all the way over here,” Morgan said, eyes peeled out the windows. “Everybody’s hiding.”

“Probably right,” Robbie said. “Hope this isn’t a mistake.”

“Too late to worry about that now,” she said, watching her phone’s gps screen. “We just passed Elm. Only four more streets before Walnut.”

“I thought this was on Cherry,” Robbie said.

“It is, but the back is completely open. We can just drive right into the parking lot. We’re going to see the others make a left on Walnut, I suspect.”

“Unless they’ve blocked it,” Robbie said.

“The front three coaches just raised their turrets. Can we fire and drive at the same time?”

“Yeah, should be able to,” Robbie said, flipping the switch. They heard the electric motors start in back, raising the gun as the sight assembly came down in front of Robbie’s face. He checked through it.

“You know, I could drive and shoot this thing, if the target is in front of us. Better get ready on the front and rear machine guns.”

Morgan nodded, then set down her phone and pulled out the tray. “Nobody behind us.”

“Well, we’re the last, so keep the rear-view sight up.”

“Got it, hon,” she said as she watched the target reticle.

“Here’s Walnut,” Robbie said, following the other coaches as they made left turns.

“Holy crap,” Robbie said, looking forward. There was a line of five Gaz Tigrs across the road. The other coaches opened fire on them, Robbie joining.

“They’re ready for us!” Morgan shouted as she opened up with the front machine guns. “We’re in trouble!”

***

“Those the rocks you were talking about up ahead?” Sam asked.

Sid looked at him, grinning. “Yep, that’s what I was talking about.”

“That doesn’t look passable.”

“I’ve been over it with my old Jeep, and this baby is a lot more capable,” Sid said. “When we get onto that pasture before the rocks start, we should huddle one more time with the others.”

“Yeah,” Sam said, looking forward nervously.

Sid pulled off the side of the road and parked about fifty yards into the pasture. The others pulled up behind him.

“That the worst part?” James asked as he walked up.

“Yep,” Sid said. “Any of you ever do rock-climbing before?”

“I’ve seen videos on YouTube,” Ryan said.

“Yeah, me too,” Tyler said. “I usually say something like those guys are nuts.

James laughed. Sam shook his head.

“It’s not as bad as it looks, trust me,” Sid said. “We can make it, but we’ll need to take it very slow. Follow me exactly, like in the last bad spot. I’ve been over this more than once, and I remember the path that’s doable. Got it?”

“We got it,” James said. “Lead on.”

“How long will it take to get past this?” Tyler asked.

“About forty minutes, if nothing bad has happened since last time I was here.”

“When was that?” Ryan asked.

“About 1980,” Sid said, watching their reaction with a silly grin on his face. “Don’t worry, not much goes on out here. It hasn’t been legal to off-road here for years and years.”

“Let’s go,” Tyler said.

They got back into their Jeeps and Sid led them forward, getting to the patches of rocks after less than two minutes. He dropped the Jeep down into 4L and crept onto the first boulder, the Jeep’s frame moaning as he climbed. It was slow going from there. Up onto one large, rounded boulder, then on to the next, wheels straining, frames creaking, engine laboring at times.

“People do this for fun, don’t they?” Sam asked. “Maybe I should get out and walk. I wouldn’t hold you back any.”

“Don’t worry, if anything bad happens, we’re protected by the roll bars.”

“Whatever you say,” Sam said, hand on the dash hold in a death grip. “What’s on the other side of this?”

“Smooth dirt road,” Sid said. “Don’t worry. This is shorter than I remember. See the tall ridge up there? That’s about the end. This will only take half the time I was expecting.”

“Why do you think that is?”

“This Jeep has a lot more power than the old ones, and it’s an automatic,” Sid said. “It’s easier.”

They continued, up and down, into the creases, laughter coming from the other Jeeps every so-often.

“Those kids are eating this up,” Sam said.

“It’s fun,” Sid said.

“You don’t look like you’re having fun.”

“I’m worried,” Sid said.

“Worried about what?”

“I’m worried about Yvonne, and I’m worried about Tyler’s tribe. I’m also worried about having to do this again on the way home.”

“We can go a different way, can’t we?”

Sid sighed. “Yes, we could, but we probably have enemy fighters watching for us. Wouldn’t want to run into them with this amount of people and weaponry.”

“Look, over that next ridge. Looks like miles more of these damn rock formations.”

Sid chuckled. “Yes, but there’s space to drive in-between up ahead. There’s a trail wide enough for us to drive down. Then we’re back in pastures, and after that we’re on Barrett Lake Road. There’s a small stream we have to cross, but that’s never a problem.”

“Uh huh,” Sam said. “This is a big one.” The Jeep labored to climb over the huge boulder, at more than a forty-five-degree angle.

“Damn, this one is worse than I remember,” Sid said, gunning the engine. It practically jumped up the rest of the way, rounding the top and getting onto a large flat surface.

“Gee, that was fun,” Sam said, sweat beads on his forehead.

“Piece of cake,” Sid said. “It’s easy from here. See that wide path of greenish-brown down there?”

“Yeah, I see it,” Sam said, glancing over at him.

Sid drove the Jeep carefully off the boulder and onto the smoother path, picking up speed to about fifteen miles per hour, the other two Jeeps catching up to them quickly. Sid saw them in his mirror.

“Good, they all made it,” he quipped.

“You thought they might not?”

“I thought I might have to winch them up that last big rock,” Sid said. “These new engines have a lot of grunt. I’m impressed. Maybe it’s time to trade in the old Jeep.”

Sam snickered and shook his head. “Glad this isn’t legal anymore. Then I don’t have to feel like a wuss when I turn you down for a joy ride back here.”

Sid laughed. “Oh, please.”

They drove down the long path which opened into a meadow. The stream was dry, and didn’t even slow them down. Sid stopped at Barrett Lake Drive and waited for the others.

“Something wrong?” Sam asked.

“I want them to take the lead now,” Sid said. “I don’t know exactly where the hideout is. They should know how to get there from Barrett Lake Drive.”

The other two Jeeps pulled up next to them. Sid rolled his window down.

“That was crazy,” James said.

“It was fun,” Sid said.

“Oh, I agree,” Ryan said. “Why are we stopping at the road?”

“You guys should take the lead,” Sid said. “I don’t know where the hideout is.”

“No problem,” Ryan said. “I know where we are now. I had no idea we could pass through where we just came.”

“We almost can’t,” Sam said.

“Lightweight,” Sid said. “Lead on, guys.”

Ryan pulled onto the road, followed by Tyler’s Jeep. Sid fell in behind them, and they got up to highway speed again.

“Well, that was the easy part,” Sid said.

“What do you mean?”

“You expect the whole tribe to be sitting there waiting for us, completely untouched? I don’t.”

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Bugout! California Part 76 – Road Block in Greenfield

 

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Sam was already awake when the sun came up. He got out of bed and dressed, then checked his M60 and his handgun. There was the sound of vehicles outside. He looked out the window onto the driveway below just in time to see Tyler and James pulling up two of Ji-Ho’s Jeeps.

There was a soft knock at the door.

“You up?” Sid asked.

“Yeah, I’m up,” Sam said as he tied his shoes. He went out the door and followed Sid down the stairs.

“Yvonne’s not going?”

“I talked her into staying here,” Sid said. “Us leaving will make this location a little short on firepower.”

“Makes sense,” Sam said. “Four of us are enough.”

“It’ll be five,” Sid said. “Ryan’s coming too.”

“Oh,” Sam said. “Probably a good thing. That kid is fast.”

“CIF Champion,” Sid said. “We’re bringing bows, too.”

They went out the front door. The third Jeep was pulling up as they got onto the driveway. Ryan got out.

“Good morning,” he said to them as they walked up. “You want to take this one?”

“Sure,” Sid said. Tyler and James turned around and smiled at them. “I’ll get my bow and rifle out of the other one.”

“I’ll ride with you,” Sam said. He put his M60 in the back. “Think we ought to take anything else? Mortars? Grenades?”

“There’s only five of us,” James said. “If we pick a fight we’re liable to get killed.”

“I think it’s a good idea to take them,” Tyler said. “Just in case. We’ll regret it if we don’t and we end up in trouble.”

“I agree,” Sid said. “Is that stuff still in the battle wagon storage compartment?”

“Yeah, and it’s unlocked,” Sam said as he walked towards it. “Who’s in this thing?”

James chuckled. “Kaylee and Trevor.”

“Uh huh,” Sam said, grin on his face. “I’m envious.”

“Me too,” James said. “Kaylee is fine.

“Yes, is,” Ji-Ho said, coming down the steps from the house.

“Oh, sorry, I meant no disrespect,” James said.

“It fine, James,” Ji-Ho said. “Good, you take mortar. Just in case.”

“Leaves you with five,” Sam said. “You guys should think about placing some of them, just in case.”

“I suggest,” Ji-Ho said. “Be careful out there. Dangerous.”

“We will, old friend,” Sam said.

“Yeah, we got this,” Sid said. He helped Sam load the ordinance in the back. Yvonne came down the steps, looking like she’d been crying.

“You’d better take care,” she said to Sid, getting into his arms.

“I’ll be careful,” he said. “I promise. You too. I’d rather you were going, you know.”

“I know, honey,” she said. “We can’t cut ourselves down too thin here.”

“We ready to go?” Tyler asked, standing by the driver’s seat of the yellow Jeep.

“Yeah,” Sid said. “I’ll take the lead. We’ll have some difficult moments back there. Always make sure to take it slow and easy, okay?”

“We got it,” Ryan said, getting behind the wheel of the red Jeep.

“Good,” Sid said, getting into the black Jeep. He fired up the engine as Sam got in. Yvonne stuck her head in the window and gave Sid a kiss.

They rolled towards the gate and made a right turn on Dutchman Canyon Road.

“Which way are we going?” Sam asked.

“South on Highway 94.”

“We can’t go too far that way,” Sam said.

“We’ll make a left on Freezer Road. Follow that to the end, then it’s raw dirt until we get to the western fork of Lucky Six Truck Trail.”

“That the worst stretch?”

Sid chuckled. “No, the worst is when we run out of road just past Skunk Hollow. There’s some rock climbing to do back there. That’s why I wanted only the Jeeps with winches.”

“Oh,” Sam said. They drove down Highway 94 at a good clip, getting to Freezer road after just a few minutes. Sid made the left turn, the two other Jeeps following him.

“Damn, I’d better slow down,” Sid said as they started bouncing on the rough dirt road. “This is worse than the last time I was here.”

“Wonder how the tribe got to the hideout?”

“I’m sure they went south from Barrett Lake,” Sid said. “That’s an easy drive with any kind of vehicle, at least until you get to the dirt road leading to their hideout.”

“Do you think we’ll find them alive?”

Sid thought for moment, then turned to Sam.

“I doubt they’ve been killed or rounded up, but they might have gone further back on their own. Lots of nooks and crannies out there. Many places to hide.”

They followed Freezer road until it ended, Sid stopping at the edge. He got out. The other Jeeps stopped behind them. The group huddled.

“Here’s where the fun begins,” Sid said. “Follow me exactly. Don’t try to go too far on either side of my tire tracks. There’s soft spots along here. If we’re not careful we’ll be winching each other out of the sand over and over.”

“How far is it until we get to better ground?”

“It’ll be close to an hour, and then we can get onto Lucky Six Truck Trail.”

“Is it clear sailing after that?” Tyler asked.

Sid laughed. “No, the worst is further up. Don’t worry, we’ll stop and chat before we go in there.”

The men got back into their Jeeps and Sid took them off the road, over a sharp berm and down a rough rocky slope. They picked their way along a cow trail, zig-zagging between rocks, sand, small bushes, and an occasional tree.

“How fast are we going?” Sam asked.

Sid laughed. “About eight miles per hour. It’ll be this way for a while.”

“It is pretty back here. Why do you know it so well?”

“My friends and I used to hunt and camp back here,” Sid said. “We did a lot of dirt bike riding too, until the state made it illegal.”

Sam laughed. “We’re breaking the law right now, aren’t we?”

“Yep, as of about 1982,” Sid said. “No off-roaders allowed. I think that’s the least of our worries.”

“Governor Sable’s first two terms, huh. I’m shocked.”

Sid looked over at him, smiling. “Don’t like him much, do you?”

“He helped set up the problem we have now,” Sam said. “I like him better than I like President Simpson.”

“I don’t pay much attention to these folks, to be honest.”

“Damn, are we going to be climbing up that?” Sam asked, looking at the hill that stood before them.

“It’s not as bad as it looks when you get on it,” Sid said. They started to climb, Sid dropping the Jeep into low four-wheel drive. He shifted to a lower gear, and the Jeep pulled hard, taking them up the steep grade faster than Sam expected.

“Wow, not bad.”

Sid smiled, eyes remaining out the windshield, concentration showing on his face. “This is what these babies were made for.”

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Sam asked, reaching for the hand-old on the passenger side dash.

“Don’t be a lightweight.”

“If we start rolling backwards we’ll hit the others.”

“We’re almost to the top,” Sid said. They crested the hill, the back end taking forever to get onto the flat plain. “See, told you. It gets a little easier now.”

“I think the others want to rest a minute,” Sam said, seeing them stop. Sid chuckled and put on the brakes. They got out.

“Damn, dude,” James said, shaking his head. “That was frigging intense. I was afraid you were going to roll back onto us.”

“I had things well in hand,” Sid said. “You guys did well too, by the way.”

Tyler shook his head. “How much more of that is there?”

“Some, but it’s going to be easier for a while now. We’ll be back on a road again in a few minutes. We’d probably better keep going.”

Tyler nodded, and they got back in their vehicles.

“I think that scared them,” Sam said.

“Nah, they’re still kids. They think they’re indestructible.”

“Hope they all survive that,” Sam said. “Trevor, especially. He’s better than the guys in my old unit. Total natural.”

“That he is,” Sid said. “The other one is Kaitlyn.”

“She’s a trip,” Sam said. “She’d be dead right now if Seth wouldn’t have been there yesterday.”

“Yeah, saw that. That makes her even stronger in my mind. She knows what Seth can do and she uses it. I think that girl thinks several steps ahead in the action.”

“She does,” Sam said. “I’ve only known one other person who can do that.”

“Who?”

“George Franklin,” Sam said.

“Oh, yeah, heard you talk about him before.”

“Ji-Ho knows him. He’s helping General Hogan now, apparently. Wish I was back with those two.”

“Why didn’t you stay in the service?” Sid asked. “You could’ve risen through the ranks a ways further, I suspect.”

“I got out for the same reason George did. The last battle we had with Saladin.”

“You don’t seem to have the desire to hunt him down,” Sid said.

“Fell into that trap before. Not doing it again. I hope George doesn’t.”

“And yet you’re in a battle, allied with a guy he’s trying to hunt down,” Sid quipped. “Look, there’s the dirt road. We’ll be able to speed up for a while.”

“Thank God,” Sam said.

“Why’s Saladin after Ji-Ho again?”

Sam chuckled. “Ji-Ho almost killed him. Wounded him pretty badly, apparently.”

“How?”

“Claymore mine, as he was leaving what was left of Ji-Ho’s house.”

“Oh, yeah, I remember some of the kids talking about it. He blew the whole place up with that drone he had.”

Sam smiled and shook his head yes. “Saladin figured out what was about to happen and dived out the back window. He was on his way out the front gate. Ji-Ho saw him and triggered the mine right next to him. Saladin is one of the luckiest guys I’ve ever known.”

“Ji-Ho was there?”

“No,” Sam said. “He triggered the mine from Temecula while he was watching the whole thing on surveillance video.”

“Oh. I’m surprised he wasn’t in trouble with the authorities over that.”

“He was, or rather he is,” Sam said. “Most of the enemy fighters involved in those early battles are dead now, though.”

“You think Saladin is still alive?”

Sam thought for a moment. “I know he is.”

“How do you know?”

“I can feel it,” Sam said.

“Think he’s still in California?”

“No,” Sam said quickly.

“How do you know that?”

“The enemy has lost California,” Sam said. “We’re just mopping up now.”

“Pretty tough battles for just mopping up.”

Sam looked over at him, smiling. “We just beat a huge force with a bunch of men on horseback shooting black powder guns.”

“They nearly killed us the day before,” Sid said.

“Yeah, and if they still had control over this area, we wouldn’t have gotten away. If the enemy was still a big presence here, they would’ve had aircraft to hunt us down. You know that the UN has been almost completely kicked out of LA County, right? Ivan’s forces are pushing them out of Orange and Ventura counties right now.”

“So where are they still strong?” Sid asked.

“From what I’m seeing on the internet, the Bay Area and the Sacramento Area. It’ll be a mess up there.”

“Harder than here?”

Sam nodded yes.

“Why?”

“The population is different. A lot of radicals up there think the UN is a good thing to have in our state. We’ll have citizens fighting citizens up there.”

***

“I can’t believe we were first in line,” Jordan said, behind the wheel of the purple rig. They were making good time in the early evening, already half way to their final stop in Portola Valley.

“We should be getting that text with the destination pretty soon,” Ashely said. “It’s only about an hour away, isn’t it?”

“No, it’s more like an hour and forty minutes,” Alexis said from the front end of the couch.

Brooke and Audrey sat at the dinette, chatting quietly, looking out the windows often.

“Why’s the traffic slowing down up there?” Alexis asked.

“Construction, I’ll bet,” Ashely said.

“There hasn’t been any construction up to now,” Jordan said nervously, straining to see up ahead. “The local governments are still pretty messed up.”

“What’s going on?” Brooke called out. “Why is everybody slowing down?”

“Can’t quite see it yet,” Alexis called back.

“Get the guns out,” Brooke said, getting up.

“Son of a bitch, that’s a road block,” Jordan said as it came into view. “Looks like the UN is manning it.”

“Can you get off ahead of it?” Brooke asked.

“Nope, no more off-ramps before we get there,” Ashely yelled back.

“Crap,” Brooke said, checking the magazine of her M60. “You guys have your guns handy?”

“They’re waving everybody through,” Ashely said. “Maybe they’ll wave us through too.”

“I wouldn’t count on it,” Jordan said. “At least there’s not a long line.”

They were in the stop and go now, the blue-helmeted UN Peacekeepers chatting briefly with people and letting them through.

“They know about us,” Alexis said.

Jordan got to the front of the line. One of the Peacekeepers got next to the driver’s side window, another on the other side, both holding M16s. They motioned for Jordan to pull over to the side of the road. Jordan shook his head no and drove forward. The two UN Peacekeepers aimed their weapons at the windows and fired, the bullets bouncing off as Jordan sped up.

“Dammit!” Brooke shouted, sticking her M60 out the gun slit on the driver’s side, firing, hitting one of the peacekeepers. Alexis was struggling to get her M60 pointed out the passenger side when they heard automatic fire hitting the back end of the coach.

“I wish this thing was faster,” Jordan shouted, starting to zig-zag as he drove.

“Can you fire the mini-gun while you’re driving?” Brooke shouted.

“Not really,” Jordan yelled back as the gunfire intensified, hitting them on the sides and the back.

The big diesel shuddered to a stop.

“They took out the engine!” Jordan yelled, panic on his face.

“Put it into siege mode now,” Brooke shouted. “Audrey or somebody, send out a broadcast text like we talked about in the last meeting. We’re just past Greenfield.”

Jordan hit the siege mode button, the shields deploying as more bullets pelted the rig. Audrey typed on her phone.

“Text away,” Audrey shouted.

“Ashely, get on those rear guns,” Jordan shouted. She pulled the tray out and found targets, firing at the men rushing the rear as the mini-gun turret raised out of the roof.

“Now I got you, creeps,” yelled Jordan. He opened fire, killing everybody surrounding the coach, and hitting the vehicles they had parked by the roadblock.

“We aren’t gonna get out of this alive,” Brooke shouted. “Alexis, be ready, they’re gonna try to rush us and throw something under the coach!” She fired her M60 at one group who were running over, dropping about half of them before they got to a place she couldn’t hit.

“They’re coming towards this side too,” Alexis shouted in a panic.

“So shoot them,” Brooke yelled.

“I’m working on it,” Alexis shouted back as she opened fire, hitting some of the rushing Peacekeepers.

“Stop that Gaz Tigr!” Brooke shouted, watching it drive towards them on her side.

“I’m on it,” Jordan yelled, firing the mini-gun, stopping the vehicle, flames bursting out of the windows. Several men rolled out the doors on either side and rushed towards the coach.

“Dammit, I’m out of ammo,” Brooke said, setting down the M60 and picking up an M16. “Reload that, Audrey.”

Audrey nodded and got out of the dinette, frantically trying to get the magazine out of the gun.

“They’ve got better body armor than I can get through with these damn .223s,” Brooke yelled, firing at the rushing men but not stopping them.

One of them slid a black disk along the ground, then another, both sliding under the coach.

“Forget it, we’re dead,” Brooke shouted, grabbing Audrey and pulling her into an embrace.

“Oh, no!” Ashely cried, looking over at Jordan as he was still firing the mini-gun. Then there was a huge explosion mid-coach, killing Brooke and Audrey in an instant, knocking Alexis off her feet. She struggled to get up as the fire started, and then there were more peacekeepers running towards them, Jordan cutting most of them down with the mini-gun.

“We have to get out of this thing,” Ashely cried.

“They’ll kill us the second we step outside,” Alexis shouted, still firing the M60 until the gun stopped. “I’m out.”

Another group of peacekeepers were getting ready to rush the coach. Alexis saw them as she tried to reload the M60.

“Dammit,” Jordan shouted, bringing the mini-gun to bear. He opened fire, hitting about half of them when the ammo ran out. “We’re done.”

“No we’re not,” Alexis said, slapping the magazine back into the M60. She opened fire from the side as the flames got hotter, smoke getting into her eyes, her pant leg starting to burn.

“Look, they just slid more explosives under us,” Ashley yelled in horror.

“I love you,” Jordan said, locking eyes with Ashely. Then the last two charges went off, blowing the front of the coach apart, a mushroom cloud of fire rising.

To be continued…

 

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Bug Out! California Part 75 – Santa Claus

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Trevor climbed the steps of the battle wagon and went in. Kaylee was sitting on the couch, staring into space.

“Everything okay?” he asked.

“I’m worried about my uncle. He’s so tired all the time. Something’s wrong with him.”

“Have you asked him about it?”

“Of course, but he’s not saying anything,” Kaylee said, stretching.

“He coming back here tonight? Getting close to bed time.”

She giggled. “No, he’s sleeping in the house again. I think he’s trying to use this thing as an incubator.”

Trevor laughed. “He is?”

“He wants us to have alone time,” she said. “Surely you’ve noticed.”

“Yes, I’ve noticed,” he said, sitting on the couch next to her. “You don’t think he’s got a terminal illness, do you?”

She leaned into him. “I hope not. Why?”

“Because he seems to be arranging for your protection after he’s gone,” Trevor said. “Sounds like he’s already placed other members of his family in safe places.”

“Korea,” she said. “It’s weird not to think of it as North and South now.”

“Where’s your family from, originally?”

“You mean north or south?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Trevor asked.

“Mom’s family is originally from the north. My dad’s side…Ji-Ho’s side… is from Seoul. He wasn’t kidding about our warrior past. His family was part of the monarch’s secret service.”

“Interesting,” Trevor said. “Do you remember him having a lot of doctor appointments before this started?”

“What, you mean like for cancer or something?”

“Yeah,” Trevor said softly.

“No, but back then I was just a typical young person. I was much more tied up with Matt than I was with any of my family.”

“Matt,” Trevor said. “Emma. I hope they didn’t suffer too much.”

“You think they’re both dead?”

“I’d be shocked if Matt is still alive,” Trevor said. “They might have kept Emma alive as a sex slave.”

Kaylee shuddered. “I know, I try not to think about that. Wonder if it bothers Seth a lot?”

“I think it does, but he’s so infatuated with Kaitlyn. He and Emma were almost over. They weren’t in love anymore. Hell, they probably weren’t ever in love. He was always happy on nights when she was busy and he could hang out with us guys instead.”

“Matt was like that,” Kaylee said. “He thought I didn’t know.”

“I never could figure out why you were with him,” Trevor said.

“Don’t say bad things about him, okay?”

“I wasn’t going to,” Trevor said, turning to look into her eyes. “He was my friend. If we could rescue him right now, I would. Without hesitation.”

She sighed. “I know. Sorry. The whole thing makes me feel guilty.”

“Why?”

“Because it led to us being together, and I’m so happy now,” she said. “I think we should take advantage of this time and get to know each other a little better, so to speak. It’s time.”

Trevor kissed her softly, and she responded, turning her body towards him, deepening the kiss. They were both frantic after a few moments.

“Let’s go in the back,” Trevor said, his breath coming hard and fast.

Kaylee nodded, and got up with him. He led her into the bedroom, closing the door behind them.

“Shoot, I didn’t even make the bed from last night,” she said. She pulled her top over her head, Trevor moaning at the sight of her.

“You’re beautiful,” Trevor said, pulling at his own clothes.

She watched him as she finished undressing, and then they were in bed together, kissing and caressing and moaning, taking themselves to the place they both longed for. They laid on their backs afterward, looking up at the housing for the mini-gun. Kaylee giggled.

“How romantic,” she said. “Making love under that thing.”

Trevor snickered. “Anywhere would’ve been good for me.”

“We work,” she said, turning towards him. “Don’t we?”

“I’ve never had it like that before,” Trevor said. “I’m so much in love with you.”

“I know, me too,” she said. “Don’t get too sleepy yet. I’m not finished.” She rolled on top of him, both moaning at the renewed contact, kissing hard. “My, you’re not done yet either, are you?”

Those were the last words between them for a while.

***

Sam walked onto the big veranda and sat next to Garrett, John, and Sid.

“Thanks for putting men on the ridges,” he said, looking at Garrett.

“It’s a pleasure,” Garrett said. “I wouldn’t worry too much, though. Not for a few days. We hurt them bad, and they lost most of their easy routes over the border. I think they’ll have to pull people off other campaigns to come after us now.”

James and Tyler climbed the steps. “Mind if we join?” Tyler asked.

“Not at all,” Garrett said. “You guys are impressive warriors. My hat’s off to you.”

“Likewise,” Tyler said.

“You want to ask us something,” Sam said.

“Our people, in the alternate location,” Tyler said. “We’d like to go check on them. Maybe bring them back here.”

“If they’re still alive,” James said.

“I said to quit saying that,” Tyler said.

“Can’t help it,” James said. “We don’t know how many of our people got captured. I’m pretty sure they’re wondering where all the people at the reservation went.”

“How many people we talking about?” Sid asked.

“Several hundred,” Tyler said.

“You have a way to contact them?” John asked. “Phone, for instance?”

“We don’t know how they’ve been tracking us,” James said, “so we’ve been reluctant to use a phone call.”

“That’s smart,” Sam said. “If you want to sneak there and look, I’m willing to join you.”

“Me too, but Yvonne will probably insist on coming along.”

“I could send some folks with you, if you think it would help,” Garrett said.

“It would be better for a small group to check things out,” James said. “You, me, maybe Sam. Zac, perhaps.”

“That’s what I would suggest,” Sam said. “How far away is it?”

James and Tyler glanced at each other.

“C’mon, Tyler,” James said. “These folks are family. No reason to hold back.”

“I wasn’t holding back because I didn’t consider them family,” Tyler said. “I held back in case any of us was captured.”

“I’ll take a walk,” Garrett said. “I understand why you want to keep it a secret.”

“I’ll join you,” John said. “Sid already knows where it is, I suspect.”

Sid nodded.

Tyler watched as the two men left, then turned back to the others.

“It’s not that far as the crow flies,” he said, “but it’s south. Somebody blew up a pass between here and there, so we have to go around.”

Sam and Sid glanced at each other. Sam snickered.

“Crap, you guys blew that, didn’t you?” James asked. “Should’ve figured that out. Probably stopped the constant influx of Islamists coming over the southern border.”

“Didn’t help us much long-term,” Sam said. “They overran our RV Park anyway, as you know.”

“It was a good try,” Tyler said. “The location is off Barrett Lake Road, about halfway between the town and the lake.”

“If we take Jeeps, there’s a way around our handiwork,” Sid said. “I know that area like the back of my hand. I can get us through.”

“We’ll probably need to take some extra gas,” James said.

“Not a problem, there’s plenty of Gerry cans,” Sam said. “Maybe we ought to take the newer Jeeps instead of yours, though, Sid. They get better gas mileage.”

“That’s true,” Sid said. “We should take the two with winches.”

“When should we leave?” James asked.

“How about sunup tomorrow?” Sam asked. “Where we’re going, the cover of darkness is just going to be a hindrance.”

“I agree,” Tyler said.

“If they’re okay, I suggest we leave them where they are,” Sid said. “We just come back here.”

“I agree,” James said.

“I need to think about that a little,” Tyler said. “I’ll sleep on it. It’s getting late.” He got out of his chair.

“Your wives are there, aren’t they?” Sid asked.

Tyler turned and nodded, then went into the house to find a bed.

“Maybe we should bring three Jeeps,” Sam said. “That should be enough to bring your wives back.”

“There’s kids too,” James said. “Look, we all miss them, but if they’re safe where they are, I’m good with leaving them there until we clean the enemy out of this county.”

“It’s up to you guys,” Sid said. “Sleep on it.”

James nodded and got up, going into the house.

“We’re done, guys,” Sam said in a loud voice. John and Garrett walked back over.

“Everything set?” Garrett asked.

Sam chuckled. “This is going to be a plan-as-you-go operation, I think.”

Sid chuckled. “Yep.”

“That doesn’t sound good,” John said.

“It’ll be fine,” Sam said. “I just hope they find their people safe.”

“They might have left for an alternate location on their own, you know,” Sid said. “There were warriors there to protect them. They might have had a reason to split.”

“That thought has crossed my mind,” Sam said.

***

Tex sat in the driver’s seat of the yellow rig. Karen was still sleeping, laying on the couch in the salon. Alexis came in the door. “You guys decent?”

Tex chuckled. “No, but we’re dressed.”

“Oh, brother,” Karen said, sitting up, trying to shake off the sleep.

“Good,” Alexis said. “I’m just here to pick up my bag. I’m going in the purple coach.”

“That one already has four people in it,” Tex said.

“It sleeps six,” she said, “and there’s two couples there.”

Tex snickered. “Jordan and Ashely got together, huh?”

“Not officially, but they’re sharing that queen-sized bed in the back,” Alexis said. “Nature will take its course. Those two are made for each other anyway.”

“Maybe I should go there and you should stay here,” Karen said. “You seem to be interested in Mr. Tex here.”

Alexis laughed. “Yeah, like you’re not. Sorry honey, but I know when it’s time to cut and run. He’s all yours.”

“Nobody’s asking me what I want?” Karen asked.

Tex chuckled. “Yeah, what do you want?”

“I don’t think I should talk to you about it,” Karen said, face turning red.

“Have it your way, then,” Tex said. “There’s still time.”

“Time for what?” Karen asked. “You men are incredible.”

Alexis snickered and left the coach. “Have fun with her, Tex. She’ll probably be worth it.”

“Shut up,” Karen said, winding up for a tirade. She stopped. “Oh, never mind.”

Tex turned and smiled at her.

“Turning on what little charm you have isn’t going to help,” Karen spat at him.

“Temper temper,” Tex said. Then he paused, looking at her. “On second thought, keep that fire burning.”

“Do you know how sexist that comment was?”

Tex shook his head as he headed to the door.

“Where are you going?”

“I need to disconnect the power cable,” he said. “Mind?”

She shook her head, Tex’s stare making her uncomfortable. “Go. Leave me in peace.”

He left and she laid back down, mind spinning, a mixture of anger, sorrow, and excitement. Control yourself.

Alexis noticed Tex outside the coach, and trotted back over.

“Sorry I’m leaving you with that mess,” she said. “I’m still interested if she doesn’t come around.”

“Can’t get past what happened in there, can you?”

She fought back tears for a second, then took a deep breath. “It’s hard. I had more of a connection with Lily than some of the others.”

“I know,” he said as he coiled up the power cable. “I’m sorry you lost your friend.”

“You’re too good for the redhead,” Alexis said. “Nobody’s going to be able to tell you that, though, are they?”

Tex chuckled as he tossed the cable into the storage compartment and locked it. “She likes me. I catch her looking at me.”

“Oh, I have no doubt you’ll win her over at least partially,” Alexis said. “I’m afraid you might not be happy when you realize what you’ve got.”

He laughed. “If she gives me half a chance, I’m gonna curl her toes good.”

Alexis smirked. “Yeah, I’ll bet you’re damn good at that. I’ll see you when we get to the next place. Be careful.”

“You too, little lady.”

Tex watched as she walked away. She was beautiful in every way, he thought to himself. Then he sighed. She’s not what I want.

“Hey, dummy, we’re next, you know,” Karen said out the door. “Why did you wait until the last minute to do that stuff back there?”

“I wanted the batteries charged up to the max before we left,” Tex said as he climbed back into the coach. “Sticking around, or are you gonna find another coach to ride in too?”

She was silent for a moment. “I’ll stay here.”

“Good,” Tex said, pulling the door shut. He sat in the driver’s seat and adjusted the mirrors and seat. “There’s your seat.”

“You want me riding next to you?”

“Well, if you’re on my lap I won’t be able to steer.”

She laughed sarcastically. “In your dreams.”

“Yep,” Tex said as he fired up the engine. “I like that dream.”

“Oh, brother,” she said. Tex drove forward in a lurch, Karen losing her balance and falling against his side, her arm going around his chest. She righted herself as he grinned at her. “You did that on purpose.”

“I didn’t,” Tex said. “The ground is a little soft. Tires were settled. I liked the contact, of course.”

She got into her seat, flustered, and pulled violently on her seatbelt, causing it to stop before it was out far enough. She yanked again, and it stopped even shorter. “Dammit.”

“Pull it out slowly,” Tex said. “You’re triggering the locking mechanism.”

She tried to calm down, then pulled the belt slowly and clicked it shut.

“See,” Tex said. “Told you.”

“Can you not say anything for a while?”

“I’ll try, but it’ll be difficult,” he said, glancing at her as he made the turn onto the road.

“You’re going to keep at me until you’ve won,” she said.

“No, I’m gonna keep at it until I’m sure there’s no chance,” Tex said. “Big difference.”

She settled in, trying to keep her gaze out the windshield. Tex laughed.

“Quit laughing all the time,” she said.

“I’m a happy guy. Haven’t you picked up on that before?”

“You’re a hick joker,” she said.

“That’s not nice.”

She broke her forward gaze and looked at him. He was already looking at her, and their eyes locked. “Dammit.”

“You are the prettiest thing,” Tex said. “Anybody ever tell you that?”

“Every guy who wants to get into my pants,” she spat back at him.

He laughed again.

“Quit laughing,” she said. “What’s so funny about that, anyway?”

“You,” Tex said. “You know you’re hot, and you think every man wants you. In case you haven’t noticed, every woman with this group is flat-out gorgeous. Not every man is interested in every pretty woman. We all have our types.”

“Oh, that again,” Karen said. “Lucky me. I’m a hick magnet.”

“There you go again, making comments that aren’t nice.”

“Two can play your game, you know,” Karen said.

“Good, flirt with me then. Try to get me interested. Let me know that the yearning you have for me is as strong as the yearning I have for you.”

She laughed. “This is absurd, you know.”

“Oh, I don’t know, I think it’s kinda fun.”

“Fun? Oh please,” Karen said. “You’re so full of yourself.”

“I could make a joke about that…”

“Stop! Don’t be crude. That turns me off faster than anything.”

“Oh, so you’re not turned off now, then,” he said.

“I didn’t mean that. Dammit. Never mind. And quit laughing.”

He glanced at her again, catching her watching him. “Caught you.”

“Shut up,” Karen said. “Ever heard of if looks could kill?

“That’s not the look I’m seeing,” he said.

“Then you aren’t reading me very well.”

Tex snickered. “Maybe not. Time will tell.”

“Can we get off this subject?”

“Sure, what do you want to talk about?”

“How do you know Jules and Ivan?” she asked.

“Why would you want to know about that?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

Tex chuckled and glanced at her. “Because it’s about me. I figured you’d want to talk about something not related to us.”

“There is no us,” she said.

“I meant you and me both, not you and me together.”

“Uh huh,” she said, cracking a slight smile.

“Caught you.”

“This is just ridiculous. Okay, forget about your past. What do you think is going to happen with California?”

“You would ask me something I can’t answer,” Tex said.

“Certainly you have some kind of idea.”

He took a deep breath, then looked at her. “Okay. California is going to be tarnished by this in ways that will be difficult to heal. I’ll probably go back to Texas when the war is over.”

“Tarnished how?”

“Too many people here believe in Santa Clause, and they’ll continue to pursue him even if he’s holding a bloody knife behind his back. The Germans fell for that.”

“You’re talking about Hitler.”

“Yes,” Tex said. “Southern California was bad enough. We’ll really have to watch our backs when we get to the Bay Area. Some people up there think the UN represents a stabilizing authority, and don’t see the danger in giving up liberty to be taken care of.”

“I’ve been on the receiving end of the UN’s caretaking,” Karen said. “All of us need to stay here after the war and remind people about it. Constantly.” She looked at him, tears brimming in her eyes, a look of resolve on her face.

“There,” he said to her, feeling himself choke up. “That’s what I saw in you. That’s why I’m interested. I’d follow you into battle any day of the week, during and after the war.”

“Stop,” she said softly. “I’m upset, but I’m not brave.”

“Yes you are,” Tex said. “Don’t ever say that.”

To be continued…

 

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Bug Out! Texas Book 2 – The New Republic is now available in the Kindle Store. Pick up your copy of this exciting thriller today!

 

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Copyright Robert Boren 2017

Bug Out! California Part 74 – Dodge City

After about an hour of watching, Trevor and Kaylee left the Battle Wagon and joined the others, who were working body disposal around the grounds of the big house. There was a huge bonfire going in the middle of the yard, and bodies were being thrown into it. The smell was bad.

“Where’s Ji-Ho?” Sam asked as they walked up.

“He was behind us, but got a phone call. He’ll be along.”

Seth and Kaitlyn rushed over.

“That mini-gun is frigging awesome,” Seth said.

“It’s scary,” Kaitlyn said. “That sound.”

Sid and Yvonne joined them, then Garrett.

“We’re in your debt,” Trevor said to Garrett.

“Likewise,” Garrett said.

“Where are we going now?” Kaylee asked. “We can’t stay here, can we?”

“You could join us in Dodge City,” Garrett said, a grin on his face.

“That’s that western town you guys have, I suspect?” Seth asked.

“Yeah,” he said.

“Is it safer than here?” Kaylee asked.

“Well, that’s where most of our people are at any given time,” Garrett said. “We haven’t been attacked there, but I don’t doubt that the enemy knows where it is.”

“Do you guys have any idea where the enemy base is?” Sid asked. “Maybe we ought to do a preemptive strike.”

“That didn’t work out so well last time,” Yvonne said. “It was almost the death of us. We lost most of our force, remember?”

“We’ve seen decreasing attacks,” Garrett said. “I think the numbers of these folks are dwindling, frankly. This might have been their last gasp.”

“I’ll believe that when the war is over,” Sid said. “These folks have an uncanny way of coming out of the woodwork.”

Sam walked over. “Nice job on that mini-gun, Trevor.”

“Nice job firing that M60 at a full run,” Trevor said. “Kaitlyn, you always amaze me too.”

“I was scared to death at first,” Kaitlyn said, “but once my blood gets up, I can’t stop myself.”

“Well, you certainly scared me to death,” Seth said.

“You had my back with that big machine gun of yours,” she said.

“Yeah, an M60 is a handy thing to have,” Sam said. “What now?”

“We were just starting to talk about that,” Sid said. “We’re wondering if it’s safe to stay here.”

Sam chuckled. “It might be the safest place in California at the moment.”

Yvonne shook her head. “I don’t want to sleep with one eye open every night.”

“We’ll have that problem just about anywhere,” Seth said.

“Pretty much,” Trevor said. “If the enemy can bring in more people again and again, they’ll eventually give us a real problem.”

“They did, remember?” Kaitlyn asked. “Most of my people are dead.”

“Yeah, Julian was a real mess,” Sam said. “We need to remember what it’s like when things go wrong. We shouldn’t be over-confident, all kidding on the side.”

“You guys have a lot of resources,” Garrett said. “Who’s funding you?”

“Ivan the Butcher,” Sam said.

“No, really? I like his style.”

“I think he’s a nut,” Sid said, “but don’t get me wrong. I’m glad he’s our nut.”

Yvonne sighed. “We’ve been chased all over this county. They destroyed our homes and killed most of our friends.”

“The RV park,” Garrett said. “They’ve paid for that many times over.”

“I know, but it doesn’t make me feel better,” Yvonne said. “I’m just tired and scared.”

“Don’t submit to that,” Sam said. “We can’t. Connie wouldn’t want us to. Either would the others we’ve lost.”

“That’s the first time I’ve seen you mention her without crying,” Sid said.

“Time heals wounds,” Sam said. “I still think about her all the time.”

“Hopefully the anger has settled a little,” Yvonne said. “I was really worried about you.”

“I know,” Sam said. “You have a good heart, Yvonne.”

“So, what’s the verdict?” Sid asked. “Are we gonna stay here?”

“I invited your group to Dodge City,” Garrett said. “It’s been safe so far, and the bulk of our force is there all the time. We had another four hundred there while this battle was going on.”

“Four hundred men, huh?” Sam asked. “That’s sizeable.”

“You bet your ass,” Garrett said. “We’ve got extra horses, guns, and a huge amount of ammo there.”

“Black powder ammo, though, right?” Sid asked.

“Yep,” he said. “Smokeless powder is damn hard to find.”

“Some of our guns could use black powder, though, right?” Yvonne said.

Trevor laughed. “Some of them could, but we’d be cleaning them a whole lot more often.”

“True that,” Garrett said.

“Which of our guns wouldn’t work?” Yvonne asked.

“The automatics,” Trevor said. “Black powder is less powerful. It wouldn’t run the actions on modern auto-loaders.”

“Yeah, they’d get gummed up even if they would work,” Sam said. “It would work fine in your Winchesters, though. Reduced power, but with those big .44 caliber bullets, they’d still pack plenty of punch.”

“Yeah, more than my old 44-40,” Garrett said.

“We’ve got a lot of ammo,” Sid said. “Why’d you have so much hidden at the park, Sam?”

“We’re in California,” Sam said, “and I didn’t like the way things had been going politically over the last ten years. I was afraid something like this was going to happen.”

“Damn Governor Sable,” Garrett said.

“He turned out to be a hero in the end,” Yvonne said.

Garrett chuckled. “Yeah, he helped the last couple cows out of the barn after he started the fire.”

“I’m not getting into this one,” Sam said, shaking his head.

“Here comes Ji-Ho,” Trevor said. “He’s got a big grin on his face.”

“Good, I was worried about him earlier,” Kaylee said.

“What are you so happy about?” Sid asked.

“Just hear from Ivan,” he said.

“Oh, that’s who called you?” Trevor asked.

“Yes,” Ji-Ho said. “Where we go now. Need location.”

“Why?” Garrett asked.

“For delivery,” Ji-Ho said. “We get six more Battle Wagons in three day.”

“Holy crap, six more of those beasts?” Garrett asked, a smile washing over his face. “How?”

“Build. I ask for an additional ten. He agreed to six more.”

“So we’ll have thirteen of those things when he’s done?” Sid asked. “How about ammo?”

“Ammo provided too,” Ji-Ho said. “Plus automated reload equipment.”

“Hey, Garrett, think we could drive these suckers back to Dodge City?” Sam asked.

“That might be a little tough,” Garrett said. “Plus there’s no electricity out there other than a couple of generators, and we need those to keep our electronics charged up. Maybe you guys ought to stay here.”

“That might be workable with this many Battle Wagons,” Sam said. “I suspect we won’t just be sitting here with them, though.”

Ji-Ho smiled. “No, we take battle to enemy, destroy them in this county and Imperial County, then start moving north. Ivan want meeting with Garrett’s group to talk partnership.”

Garrett chuckled. “That sounds interesting. We’d need to have others on our council involved in the meeting, though.”

“Yes yes, no problem,” Ji-Ho said. “I tell to deliver here.”

“Sounds good,” Sam said. They watched as Ji-Ho headed back to his rig.

“This is bitchen,” Seth said.

“Those things aren’t totally indestructible, and we’re going to take them into battle,” Sid said. “Don’t forget that.”

***

“Your dad is a hero of the rebellion?” Gil asked.

“Not so loud,” Robbie said.

“What’s the matter?” Tisha asked.

“This isn’t safe for him,” Morgan said.

“I trust Ted,” Robbie said. “Not so sure about Jules.”

Ted came out into the living room and headed right for the group.

“Robbie, let’s talk,” he said.

“Can I listen?” Morgan asked.

“Your call, kid,” Ted said.

“She’s my whole life,” Robbie said. “I want her to hear it.”

“Okay,” Ted said. He ushered them into the formal dining room and shut the door. They took seats at the table.

“Okay, Robbie, we got Ivan to agree that you will not be harmed, provided that if you get captured, we agree to rescue you or kill you.”

“Kill him?” Morgan asked, eyes wide.

“I think they mean if they can only blow up the location I’m being held in, that’s what will happen. If it protects my dad, I’m fine with it. Especially now that I know how important he is.”

“Oh,” Morgan said. “Okay, I get it. Can we trust Jules?”

“I think so, but I’ll keep my eyes open,” Ted said. “We’ve got Sparky and Tex on our side, too.”

“Did Ivan want to kill me?” Robbie asked.

“He didn’t say that’s what he desired, but it was something he thought was on the table.”

“I don’t like the sound of that,” Morgan said.

“I can handle Jules,” Ted said. “If anything happens to Tex, Sparky, or me, head for the hills. If Mr. Black and Mr. White show up, head for the hills. Understand?”

“I understand,” Robbie said. “Did you find out any more about my folks?”

“Nothing beyond what you probably know already,” Ted said.

“I don’t know jack,” Robbie said.

“They’ve been chased from one location to another, but they have a strong group with them,” Ted said. “They probably won’t be in Utah for long.”

“Where would they go from there?”

“Probably Colorado,” Ted said. “If I were you, I wouldn’t start doing searches about them. Bad people might see it.”

“Yeah, I agree,” Robbie said. “It’ll be tough, but I’ll stay off that.”

“Good,” Ted said. “We’re leaving tonight. Spread the word to your friends. We’re not going to hold a big meeting about it. It’ll be like last time – we’ll stagger our departures so we don’t go out in a clump.”

“Where are we going to meet?” Morgan asked.

“Portola Valley,” Ted said. “Ivan has an associate with a place similar to this, on the outskirts. We’ll text out the address on the road.”

“What then?” Robbie asked.

“There’s a huge enemy base just south of San Francisco,” Ted said. “We aren’t telling everybody exactly where it is. We’re going to attack there. We’ll be joined by others Ivan has in place.”

“Good,” Robbie said.

“Don’t flee,” Ted said, looking Robbie in the eye. “If you do, Ivan’s people will hunt you down. You don’t want that. Understand?”

“How are you going to hold Ivan to his word?” Morgan asked.

“I’ve already had a brief conversation with somebody who Ivan’s scared of,” Ted said. “Don’t say anything about it. Understand?”

“Who?” Robbie asked.

“Two rather colorful gentlemen who used to show up at my place,” Ted said. He got up. “Go let Gil and Justin know about our departure plans. The first rig leaves at 4:30. You’ll each be given a number denoting when you leave.”

“Thanks, boss,” Robbie said. “I appreciate it. Really.”

“I know, kid,” he said. “Don’t worry. You’ll get through this, and as soon as your father’s work is released, there will be no reason to worry. Probably won’t be too long.”

Ted left the room, leaving the door open.

“I don’t like this,” Morgan whispered. “Do you know who he was talking about?”

“George and Malcolm,” Robbie said softly. “I wouldn’t want those two after me either. That makes me feel a little better.”

“Well, that makes one of us,” Morgan said. “If they take you out, I don’t really care about the revenge.”

“It’s deterrence,” Robbie said. “It’ll be okay. Just remember what Ted said. We need to keep our eyes open. Let’s go talk to Gil and Justin. Don’t tell them the worst parts of this, okay?”

“Okay,” she said. They got up and went into the living room.

“Well?” Gil asked.

“It’s gonna be okay,” Robbie said.

“You sure?”

“Yeah, man, I’m sure,” Robbie said. “Seen Justin and Katie? I’ve got some marching orders for us. We’re leaving tonight.”

“Yeah, they’re still in the kitchen. I’ll go get them.” Gil got up and rushed out of the room, bringing Justin and Katie back.

“What’s up?” Justin asked.

“We’re leaving tonight,” Robbie said. “Ted asked me to tell you guys. They’re spreading the word quietly.”

“Where are we going?” Katie asked.

“Portola Valley,” Robbie said. “Sounds like we’re meeting in a place like this. We’ll attack an enemy base just south of Frisco afterwards.”

“Maybe we should take naps,” Tisha said.

“That’s not a bad idea,” Morgan said. “We should go get our rigs together and take some shut-eye.”

“What time are we leaving?” Justin asked.

“First rig leaves at 4:30. We’ll get numbers for the order. It’ll be staggered again so we don’t raise any attention.”

“Good,” Gil said.

“Everything okay?” Justin asked eyeing Robbie.

“Yeah,” Robbie said. “Ever hear anything from Steve and Colleen?”

“Not a word,” Justin said.

“I’m so worried,” Katie said. “When this is over I want to go find them.”

“It must be so hard,” Morgan said. “I’d be scared to death if it was my brother.”

“It’s tough,” Katie said, eyes tearing up.

“Steve’s resourceful,” Gil said. “Don’t count him out just yet.”

“Oh, I’m not counting him out,” Robbie said. “Not for a moment. I agree with Katie. When we get a break, we need to find him.”

“Wonder when we’ll get a break?” Katie asked.

“We’ve got San Francisco and Sacramento to conquer,” Gil said.

“Conquer?” Justin asked.

“From what I’ve seen online, there are still a lot of extreme leftists up there who are okay with what the UN is doing,” Gil said.

“Seriously?” Morgan asked. “They must be stupid. What do they say when their wives, daughters, and girlfriends get kidnapped and taken to the rape mills?”

Robbie leaned back in his chair, a look of anger and resolve on his face. “This is why we fight.”

“Yes, it is,” Tisha said. “We need to kill as many of these UN bastards as possible.”

“Here here,” Gil said.

Justin looked at the others with worry. “I agree, but we need to keep our humanity while we’re taking our society back. The world will go back to normal eventually. We need it to be a compassionate world.”

Robbie nodded. “Let’s go to our rig, sweetie.”

Morgan nodded, and the whole group got up and left the room.

***

“We leave tonight,” Jules said to Shelly as she finished cleaning up the kitchen. “Thank you for nice job this morning.”

She turned and eyed him. “Where are we going?”

“Portola Valley. Another estate owned by friend of Ivan.”

She set down the towel and walked over. “I’ll take the job.”

“Producer job? Very good. I hoped.”

“That doesn’t mean you get me,” she said. “Do you understand that?”

“Yes, I understand,” Jules said. “I still like you. I still pursue. I can take no for answer. Understand that?”

“Will you make it uncomfortable for me?”

“No, never,” Jules said. “Promise.”

She sighed. “I guess I can’t ask for more than that. Want some coffee before I shut down the machine?”

“No thanks, I need to take nap before we leave.”

“Oh,” she said. “You’re right. I should too.”

“I wait for you,” Jules said.

She looked at him and shook her head.

“Hey, not that,” he said. “When you’re done here, I lock up. You understand, no?”

“Oh,” she said. “Sorry. Why don’t you make a sweep while I finish up in here?”

“I do,” Jules said, walking away, Shelly watching him. When he was out of sight she picked up the big coffee pot and moved it towards the sink, taking out the grounds and dumping the leftover coffee. Jules came back when she was rinsing it out.

“I stripped bed I used. Where you sleep?”

“Just on the couch,” she said. “I used that throw blanket.”

“Oh,” Jules said. “Then we ready when you’re done. Need help?”

“You can lift this coffee pot for me,” she said as she finished drying off the pieces. “It was in the big cupboard next to the dishwasher.”

Jules nodded and approached, his heart fluttering as he was next to her, afraid to look. He picked up the large coffee pot and put it away.

“That all?” he asked.

“Yes, I think so,” she said.

They left the house, Jules setting the alarm and locking the doors.

“Are Sparky and Dana already inside the coach?” Jules asked as they walked.

“I haven’t seen them since breakfast. Dana has a real case on Sparky.”

“I hear,” Jules said.

“Is he okay with it? He seems a little luke warm.”

“Sparky like, but cautious. Better if Dana not push too hard.”

“Do you want me to tell her that?” Shelly asked, looking at him, his gaze making her nervous.

“Couples should work out on their own, no?” he said. “Not our business.”

They got to the door. Shelly leaned forward and knocked.

“Come in,” Dana’s muffled voice said.

Jules reached up and opened the door, and they climbed the steps and entered.

“Sparky not here?” Jules asked.

“He’s off talking with Tex, Cody, and Jordan,” Dana said. “He’ll be along. Ted already told him about the plan. I think they’re passing out those numbers.”

“Oh, good,” Jules said. “Take nap?”

“Sparky and I both slept a little while ago,” Dana said. “You two can have the bedroom. We didn’t use it. We slept out here.”

“I thought I told you guys to take it,” Shelly said.

“Sparky wouldn’t, said it belonged to the boss,” Dana said. “We shared the couch bed. It’s comfortable, and there’s a curtain.”

“Well, that fine, I go sleep. Shelly, welcome to join, or sleep out here. Dinette makes nice bed.”

“You go ahead,” Shelly said.

Jules nodded and left the salon.

“Well?” Dana asked.

“Well what?” Shelly asked, plopping down in the recliner opposite the couch.

Dana giggled. “You still playing hard to get?”

“Oh, please,” she said. “You think everybody riding together are paired off?”

“Sorry,” Dana said, worried at Shelly’s expression. “He didn’t mess with you last night, did he?”

“Nope,” she said. “He’s a gentleman, I’ll give him that. He’s still flirting. Said he’ll still pursue me. He gave me the management job.”

“No strings, I’m sure, knowing you.”

“Damn right no strings,” she said. “What’s going on with Sparky?”

“I’m having a hard time getting him interested,” Dana said. “He did sleep with me in this thing last night, but he wouldn’t do anything.”

“Maybe it’s good to take it slow,” Shelly said. “We’ve just been through hell. A sexual fling right now isn’t a great idea for any of us.”

“I’ll try to take that attitude,” Dana said. “Hell, I have no choice about that. I’m extremely attracted to him, though. Kinda like Jules is with you.”

Shelly shook her head. “Yeah, I know that look. He scares me too much.”

“Too European?” Dana asked.

“No, too much of a mobster,” Shelly said. “I’ll try the dinette bed.”

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The horde of Islamists and UN Peacekeepers huddled behind the ruined vehicles, as the cowboys rode in from all directions, Winchesters and Sharps Rifles pointed at them. AK-47s were tossed out.

“Don’t shoot,” yelled a man in a French accent.

“Where’s the rest of you?” Garrett asked. “Lie and we’ll slaughter you.”

“What others?” the man asked, standing up.

“I said don’t lie,” Garrett said, shooting the man in the head. The other enemy fighters hunkered down, trembling.

“Maybe he wasn’t lying,” Sarah whispered to John.

“Oh, he was lying all right,” John said. “I trust Garrett on this.”

“Anybody else going to answer my question?” Garrett shouted.

Several of the cowboys dismounted and gathered up the AK-47s.

“Okay, come out with your hands up,” Garrett barked. The Islamists and remaining UN Peacekeepers slowly got to their feet, hands in the air, and came out, forming a line in front of the ruined vehicles.

“Now, who’s going to be honest?” Garrett asked. “When is the next wave of your people going to arrive?”

An Islamist slowly raised his hand. The person next to him pulled a knife and stabbed him in the back before he could speak. Garrett shot him right between the eyes. The others broke and ran. The cowboys opened up, dropping all of them in seconds.

“Somebody get in behind those busted vehicles and make sure there aren’t more vermin in there,” Garrett said. “The rest of you start dragging these bodies out of sight. Might as well re-set the kill zone.”

“What if they send a larger group?” Yvonne said, standing up next to Sid.

Garrett chuckled. “We’ve only got a third of the people I called for here. There’s another two hundred of us right around the corner.”

A battered old International Harvester drove through the gate, getting all guns trained on it in an instant.

“Hold your fire, that’s Chucky with the .50 cal ammo,” Garrett shouted.

“Where do you want it?” the grizzled old-timer asked from the driver’s seat.

“Bring here!” Ji-Ho shouted from the door of his rig. The old man smiled and drove next to it quickly, then ambled out of the driver’s side door and went around to the back.

“I’ll need some help carrying this stuff,” he said. Trevor rushed out and looked in the back of the wagon, his eyes getting wide.

“Hey, Ji-Ho, there’s more here than we started with,” he shouted.

Seth and Angel rushed over to help move the boxes into the coach as Ji-Ho walked over to Chucky.

“Thank you,” Ji-Ho said. “This make us whole again. Battle wagon ready for service.”

The two men shook hands.

“Battle wagon, eh?” Chucky said. “Well I’ll be damned. Where’s the .50 cal. Those guns sticking out of the front don’t have big enough holes.”

“Front and rear machine guns 7.62,” Ji-Ho said. “Mini-gun on turret comes up through roof in rear of coach. Full 360-degree range.”

“You’ve got a mini-gun? Jumping Jehoshaphat.”

Garrett chuckled as he dismounted and walked over. “Well, what do you think?”

“I think I like you guys,” Ji-Ho said, smiling. “You really have seven hundred men?”

“Yep, and we’re growing every day,” Garrett said. “The people are DONE. We’ve even got folks showing up with smokeless guns now. Had an illegal alien and his family join us the other day. Guy has a blunderbuss. He fills it with rocks and broken glass and wails away. Love that guy. When this is over I’m gonna vouch for him to get legal. We need folks like him here.”

“Yeah, love Juan,” Chucky said. “He’s had enough of the lousy government south of the border. Wants this to be good like it was. He deserves to be here. We ought to give him a better gun, though. I’m afraid that crazy blunderbuss of his is gonna blow up in his face.”

“Hey, he never runs out of ammo…except for the primers and powder, that is.”

Ji-Ho shook his head. “You guys make good movie. Can see now.”

Garrett chuckled. “We’d best cut this short and get back into position.”

“What Jeeps do?” Ji-Ho asked, watching James, Tyler, Zac, Seth, and Angel drive by the ruined enemy vehicles.

“They’re going to tow the wrecks away,” Sam said, walking up. “We need to re-set the kill zone.”

“That’s good thinking,” Chucky said. “I’d better get the Harvester out of here. I think they got her unloaded.”

“Park it in the back,” Garrett said.

He nodded and slinked back, getting behind the wheel and driving behind the motor homes.

“We’re all loaded up with plenty of ammo to spare,” Trevor shouted from the back. “Should I raise the gun?”

“Wait until need,” Ji-Ho said. “Element of surprise.”

Garrett smiled. “Be careful with that thing. I don’t want our men or our horses hit.”

“We be careful,” Ji-Ho said. “Won’t even use unless we’re in trouble. Goes through ammo like crap through goose.”

Garrett laughed as he got back on his horse. “Hope they’re wearing brown pants.”

Ji-Ho and Sam laughed. Then Sam went back to his position and Ji-Ho went back into the battle wagon, shutting the door.

Sam checked his M60 magazine and ammo, sitting next to Sid and Yvonne.

“Hey, we still got claymore mines in the rig?” Sid asked. “Maybe we ought to place a few.”

“Those things have too large a blast range,” Sam said. “We’ll hurt good guys.”

“Oh,” Sid said. “Yeah, probably right.”

***

Ji-Ho settled on the couch, catching his breath. Kaylee got next to him.

“You don’t look so good, uncle. Everything okay?”

“I got touch of something,” he said, avoiding eye contact. “Don’t worry. I be fine.”

Trevor sat in the driver’s seat, eyes on the sight, scanning the area with the target reticle.

“Trevor, use mini-gun only as last resort,” Ji-Ho said. “I don’t want friends killed.”

“I know, I was thinking the same thing,” Trevor said. “You up to running this thing? If I’m needed, I’ll go back out with the Winchester.”

“Dammit, Trevor, I don’t want to lose you,” Kaylee said.

“You won’t,” Trevor said. “I know what I’m doing. Hell, I’m not as good as Kaitlyn. You see her?”

“Yes, you are,” Ji-Ho said. “You better, but not by much. You perform better than her with museum piece. She have AK-47. Better than lever gun.”

“Don’t encourage him,” Kaylee said.

Ji-Ho chuckled. “Don’t worry, he survive to marry and fill your belly with babies.”

“Uncle!” Kaylee said.

Ji-Ho chuckled, breaking into a cough.

“You sound terrible,” Trevor said. “Sure you’re okay?”

Ji-Ho composed himself. “Yes, I fine. Don’t worry about me. Worry about task at hand.”

“Uh oh,” Trevor said. “Here they come. It’s a larger group than last time. I see two Gaz Tigrs in the front.”

Ji-Ho’s phone dinged. “It Sam, he say use mini-gun on Tigrs.”

“Yeah, that’s what I’m thinking,” Trevor said as he pushed the button. The motors at the rear of the coach started, the gun raising. “They’ve seen it. They just stopped.”

The ready light indicator came on, and Trevor opened fire, hitting both Gaz Tigrs in an instant, blowing one up, causing the other to go up in flames. Then the Cowboys rode out of their hiding spaces and opened fire, hitting the trucks that were rushing through the broken fences again.

“Dammit, there’s a lot of enemy fighters out there,” Trevor said. “Hey, Kaylee, get up here and run the front machine guns, okay?”

She nodded and leapt into the passenger seat, pulling out the tray and getting on the joystick. She opened up on the enemy fighters who were running in, cutting down wave after wave.

“Save mini-gun for more heavy vehicles,” Ji-Ho said.

“I think I ought to go out there,” Trevor said.

“No, stay, I not up to running guns,” Ji-Ho said.

“Yeah, stick around, and stay on that mini-gun,” Kaylee shouted as she let off another volley. “How much ammo we have for the forward machine guns?”

“Lots,” Trevor said.

“There goes Sam, running while firing that M60,” Kaylee shouted. “That guy’s good. Kaitlyn and Seth are out there fighting too, and James, Tyler, and Zac. Wow. The enemy’s starting to panic.”

Bullets hit the back of the rig, the sound rushing through the coach. “We got company coming in the back way,” Trevor said, wheeling the mini-gun to the rear. He opened fire, flooding the area with lead as Kaylee fired the rear machine guns.

“You see how many there are back there?” Kaylee yelled in a panic.

“Over a hundred, I’d guess,” Trevor said. “They’re not very good. I’ve killed a lot of them already.”

“More just came in the front,” Kaylee screamed.

“Keep calm head,” Ji-Ho said. “The other cowboys haven’t arrived yet.”

“Another Gaz Tigr,” Trevor said, spinning the mini-gun around again and firing, the vehicle stopping in an instant, doors opening, men and smoke flowing out. Sam, Sid, and Yvonne dropped all of them before they could get ten feet, and then another vehicle came in, ramming the first from behind, trying to get close enough to the Battle Wagon to do some damage. Trevor hit them with mini-gun fire before they could get close.

“My God, look at all those ground troops,” Kaylee said. “We’re in trouble. This reminds me of Julian.”

“Calm down,” Ji-Ho yelled, picking up an M60. He slid open one of the gun ports and opened fire, stopping a group of twenty men trying to rush into the area from the left side.

“Wow, Kaitlyn is amazing,” Trevor shouted, watching her as she ran, firing her beaded AK-47, hitting almost everybody she aimed at, then leaping behind cover as bullets hit the trees around her. Seth waited until several approached where she was hiding and then fired his M60, surprising them, dropping most of them where they stood, a few rushing away in a panic. Sam was still running from one location to another, firing the M60 like a maniac.

“They keep on coming!” Kaylee shouted, firing the rear machine guns again, taking out a group that was trying to rush in. “They’ve got us surrounded.”

“Keep fighting,” Ji-Ho said, rushing to the other side and using the gun slits, cutting down a group of about twelve Islamists who were rushing in from behind the house. He killed half of them as bullets hit the side of the coach, bouncing off the metal and the plate glass. “Got you, creeps.”

“Another Gaz Tigr coming in the front,” Kaylee shouted.

“On it,” Trevor said, aiming the mini-gun and firing, blowing up the vehicle, pieces of it flying high in the air. “Damn, that thing had ammo in it or something. Big secondary there.”

“Enemy about to crap pants,” Ji-Ho said. “You hear? Hundreds of horse hoofs. Wow.”

The second group of cowboys galloped into the scene, guns blazing, causing panic in the enemy ranks.

“Yes!” Trevor shouted. “Look at that. My God, a few hundred men on horseback are an amazing sight.”

“Keep on target,” Ji-Ho said, firing at the fleeing Islamists and UN Peacekeepers. “Don’t let escape. Kill the ones who run. Watch for more Gaz Tigrs.”

The area was filled with black powder smoke, gunshots going constantly now, sounding like the finale of a huge fireworks show, sulfur smell floating through the air, cowboys starting to cheer, joined by James, Tyler, and the other braves with their war cries. Everyone had their blood up.

“We’re gonna win,” Trevor shouted, watching now, not having any targets to fire on. The gunfire diminished quickly, cowboys riding up to wounded or hiding enemy fighters and finishing them.

“We aren’t taking prisoners, are we?” Kaylee asked as she watched.

“No, and we shouldn’t,” Trevor said.

“I agree,” Ji-Ho said.

“We’ll never be the same,” Kaylee said, watching the carnage continue to unfold. “Shoot, some of the cowboys are using their swords now.”

“Probably out of ammo,” Trevor said, watching as the action died down. Soon it was silent.

“Our people are gathering around,” Trevor said. “Should we go out there?”

“Just wait a while,” Ji-Ho said, plopping back on the couch, setting his M60 on the floor. “In case we get guests. Maybe reload mini-gun.”

“I’ll do that now,” Trevor said, getting up and rushing to the back.

“I’ll reload the front guns,” Kaylee said. “I watched you last time.”

***

Jules, Tex, Sparky, and Ted sat in the den.

“You sure we have to do this,” Ted asked.

“If Ivan doesn’t know and something bad happens, he’ll come after us,” Tex said. “You know him.”

“I meant what I said about the kid. I won’t allow him to be harmed over this. Period, and I’ll make sure George and Malcolm find out about it too. You know how George will react, especially if he becomes friends with this guy.”

“Yes, he only person Ivan scared of,” Jules said. “That why we don’t have problem. We be fine on this. Trust me.”

“If I see Mr. White and Mr. Black showing up, I’m gonna take them out,” Ted said. “Unless I know ahead of time, and there’s a good reason for them to be close to us.”

“Understand,” Jules said. He pulled his phone out and hit Ivan’s contact, then set it on the table next to the PC. It rang once.

“Jules, how are you doing?” Ivan asked. “Didn’t expect to hear from you so quickly. Nothing’s wrong, I hope.”

“Hi, Ivan,” Jules said. “Ted, Sparky, and Tex in room. Issue came up. We must discuss.”

“We in trouble?”

“No, boss,” Jules said, “but we want cards on table. Have new information about team member.”

There was a pause on the line. “None of these folks are indispensable.”

“Listen carefully to us,” Ted said. “This is important.”

“Okay,” Ivan said. “Of course, go ahead.”

“One of our team members is the son of General Hogan’s most important asset,” Ted said.

There was silence on the line for a moment.

“You there, boss?” Jules asked.

“Yes, I’m here,” Ivan said. “Which one? How do you know?”

“He saw an article about the resistance in Utah,” Ted said. “His parent’s RV was in the picture.”

“He sure about that?” Ivan asked.

“He could see his mother’s face through the windshield,” Ted said. “Just barely, but you can make it out.”

“What site?” Ivan asked.

The Constant Watcher,” Ted said.

Ivan chuckled. “That site puts out a lot of bogus information.”

“And sometimes they get things right, partner,” Tex said. “This is legit. Trust me.”

“I concur,” Sparky said.

“Okay, what do you want to do? Get rid of him so he can’t talk if he’s captured?”

“That’s exactly what we want to prevent you from doing,” Ted said.

“It’s the safest path,” Ivan said. “You know that. Think big picture.”

“This is a good kid,” Ted said. “He worked for me before this garbage started. I won’t allow you to kill him.”

“You watching him right now?” Ivan asked.

“He out with others,” Jules said. “I not lock up. We protect him. Just want you to be aware.”

Ivan was quiet for a moment again, his breath coming over the line.

“You tell General Hogan yet?” Ivan asked.

“Boss, we not go around you in that manner,” Jules said. “This us. You know me.”

“I can’t commit,” Ivan said. “I need to talk to some people.”

“There won’t be any more discussion,” Ted said. “We’re telling you about this as a heads-up only.”

“Heads-up?”

“Yes,” Sparky said. “This kid is valuable in his own right, and besides that, why would we kill the child of a patriot like we’re talking about?”

“To keep the patriot from getting killed and causing the war to be lost,” Ivan said. “You have thought about that, correct?”

“Of course,” Jules said. “That why we call. To make case.”

“I’m more than making a case,” Ted said, his face starting to turn red.

“Calm down, Ted,” Tex said.

“No,” Ted said. “I got coerced into fighting with you guys. I’m glad I did, but I know how you operate. I will not allow you to harm this kid, Ivan.”

“He’s a man, not a kid,” Ivan said.

“Yes, I know that,” Ted said. “Figure of speech.”

“How can you stop me if my advisers suggest we neutralize him.”

“You mean murder him, partner,” Tex said. “Don’t mince words. We deserve more respect than that.”

“This isn’t personal,” Ivan said.

“Okay, well here’s how I’m gonna stop you,” Ted said. “I’ve got a message set up, and it’ll get sent out if anything happens to us or to the kid.”

“Message? To whom? The enemy?”

“No, Ivan,” Ted said. “It’s going to George and Malcolm. You know what George will do if you go down this road, and Malcolm will help him. Malcolm is a mad dog, you know, and George is worse. Those two will find you and gut you. Oh, and I’ll make sure General Hogan knows about it too.”

“Settle down, partner,” Tex said. “I agree with your position, but let’s not make an enemy out of our partner. He’s not going to do this. Are you, Ivan?”

“Dammit,” Ivan said. “No, I won’t. I’ll give you my word. One thing, though. If he gets captured, you guys must either rescue him or kill him. Understand?”

“I can live with that,” Ted said. “What do you think, guys?”

“I agree,” Jules said.

“Me too,” Sparky said.

“And I,” Tex said. “Do we have an understanding?”

“Yes,” Ivan said. “I wish you guys would give me a little more credit.”

“No offense,” Ted said. “Any news for us?”

“Yeah,” Ivan said. “I was about to call you guys.”

“Good, go ahead, boss,” Jules said, face still red, sweat beaded on his brow.

“Ji-Ho linked up with a very strong outfit. They just took on almost two hundred enemy fighters and won.”

“Really?” Ted asked. “That’s great news.”

“Yes, it is,” Ivan said.

“We still need to help him?” Tex asked.

“No, we’ll get somebody else to take care of delivery of the new battle wagons,” Ivan said.

“Who help him?” Jules asked.

“A crazy bunch of black-powder enthusiasts on horseback,” Ivan said.

Tex chuckled. “Really, now? I used to be into that.”

“Sounds like a joke,” Sparky said.

“I did a little research on this group,” Ivan said. “They’re seven hundred strong and growing in that area. I think we can convince them to strike out to the north after they’ve crushed the remaining enemy fighters in eastern San Diego County and their end of Imperial County.”

“Well, then I hope that works out,” Sparky said. “When are the new battle wagons ready?”

“We accelerated a little,” Ivan said. “Three more days. I’m going to call Ji-Ho about it as soon as we’re done here.”

“Anybody have anything else?” Tex asked.

“I do,” Ted said. “Sorry I got so testy.”

“No problem, old friend,” Ivan said. “Things will work out fine. Good luck to you all.”

Ivan hung up.

Jules took a deep breath, then looked at Ted and shook his head. “You have guts, my friend.”

“Think we convinced him?” Sparky asked.

“Until somebody else talks him into a different path,” Ted said. “Now we got to watch both the enemy and our boss.”

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Bugout! California Part 72 – The Folks

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It was morning. Robbie sat in the dinette of his coach, setting down his phone. Morgan came out of the bedroom.

“Who were you talking to?” she asked.

“My folks. I hate lying to them.”

“They still think you’re in the Army?”

“Yep,” he said. “It’s for their own good, and ours.”

“What’s up today?”

“I think we have the day to ourselves,” Robbie said. “We aren’t supposed to leave until tomorrow.”

“Good, then maybe we can take a walk. It’s so pretty here.”

“I’m game. I’ve seen some of the others walking towards the house. Maybe they’ve got some coffee going.”

“Or some breakfast,” Morgan said. “Wonder how Gil did last night?”

Robbie chuckled. “They probably had as much fun as we did.”

“I hope so,” she said.

“I was afraid you’d have a real problem with that, after what happened.”

“They’re two different things in my mind,” Morgan said, “although I was worried about it too.”

“If it ever is, you tell me, okay?”

“I will, sweetie,” she said. “I’ll go get dressed.”

Robbie nodded, and picked up his phone, looking for news. His usual sources were locked down. Obviously censored. He went to a site that he rarely trusted. Too many conspiracy stories, but every so often they found something nobody else did. Perfect. Stories of the resistance. That was what he was looking for. He raced through a story about Governor Nelson of Texas. Innuendo. Not believable. The Republic of Texas making deals with foreign countries? He chuckled. Then he hit a story about General Walker and General Hogan, and how they were training civilian groups to take on the enemy in the Southwest and Mountain states. He zeroed in on one story about an RV Park in Utah. A picture caught his eye. A row of motor homes. One of them looked just like his folk’s rig. The picture was too small to see well.

“You about ready?” Morgan asked.

He didn’t answer for a moment.

“Earth to Robbie.”

“Oh, sorry,” he said, saving the link. He stood up and stuffed his phone into his pocket.

“You see something interesting?”

He sighed. “I think I’m just missing my parents,” he said. “There was a story about the resistance in the Southwest, and one of the pictures had a motor home that looked just like theirs.”

Morgan’s eyes got wide. “You think it’s them? You think they’re part of the resistance?”

“Probably not,” he said. “Picture was too small on my phone. I’d like to take a closer look on a PC or an iPad.”

“Maybe there’s something in the house,” Morgan said. “C’mon, let’s go.”

The couple left the coach, walking to the main house. Gil and Tisha were in front of them.

“Hey, Gil,” Robbie said.

“Good morning,” Gil said. Tisha eyed them, then smiled.

“Good morning,” she said, arm going around Gil’s waist. Morgan shot a glance to Robbie.

“Hi,” Morgan said. “You guys sleep well?”

Gil nodded yes, an embarrassed smile on his face. Tisha’s eyes showed confidence. “We did. You?”

“Best in days,” Morgan said. “Wonder if they got some food going?”

Tisha laughed. “I saw Shelly go into the house last night. She’s probably got everything set up.”

Morgan chuckled. “She does like to take charge. You don’t think her and Jules…”

Robbie laughed. “Jules likes her, but she wasn’t having it at the warehouse.”

“Any man would like her, dude,” Gil said. “She’s gorgeous.”

“Hey,” Tisha said.

“Don’t worry, she’s not my type,” Gil said.

“Uh huh,” Tisha said, breaking into a giggle. “I’m just teasing you. I can be kind of a jealous bitch, though. Fair warning.”

“I think I figured that out pretty fast,” Gil said.

They climbed the veranda steps and entered the house. The smell of bacon and eggs hit them.

“Yes!” Morgan said.

“Ah, good morning,” Jules said. “Breakfast in kitchen. Plenty. Eat up. Enjoy.”

“Thanks,” Robbie said. “You know if there’s a PC around here that I can use?”

“In den, down hall past bathroom,” Jules said. “Might have password. Why?”

“I was looking at an article about the resistance on my phone. There was a picture that I want to get a better look at.”

“That right, you blog writer,” Jules said. “Don’t give away position.”

“I won’t,” Robbie said.

They went into the kitchen. People were eating at the table and at the long bar which made up part of the generous island. Shelly was working the food service with Dana and Alexis.

“What’d I tell you?” Trisha whispered. “Queen bee is in control.”

Gil chuckled. “Yep, you called it.”

“Hey, guys,” Justin called out from the table.

“Good morning,” Katie said, sitting next to him.

How are you two doing?” Robbie asked.

“It was nice to get a decent night’s sleep,” Katie said. “Wish we were staying here longer.”

“Seriously,” Morgan said. She got in the food line next to Robbie, Gil and Tisha following.

“This is quite a spread,” Tisha said to Shelly.

“I was surprised there was so much here,” Shelly said.

“You sleep in here last night?” Tisha asked.

Shelly turned red. “Yes, by myself.”

“Uh huh,” Tisha said, eyes twinkling.

“Stop,” she said. “All we did is have a couple of drinks. Really.”

“She’s just teasing you,” Gil said. “Thanks for doing this.”

“You’re welcome,” Shelly said. “It wasn’t just me, though. Dana and Alexis did as much as I did.”

“Thanks,” Alexis said. “You guys see Tex yet?”

“Nope,” Gil said. “Want me to go check?”

“No,” Alexis said, looking embarrassed.

Dana whispered something in her ear, and they both cracked up.

“What?” Gil said. “Oh, never mind.”

“He’s probably still in bed with the redhead,” Tisha whispered as they took their food to the table. Gil looked at her and shook his head no.

“Let’s not start up on that, okay? I like Tex.”

“Okay, sorry,” Tisha said as they sat down.

Tex walked in alone, scanning the kitchen before getting into the food line. Alexis picked up on it right away.

“So, where’s Karen?” Alexis asked.

“She wanted to take a shower,” Tex said. “Why?”

“Just wondering,” Alexis said. “You got her dirty, I suppose.”

Tex chuckled. “I never touched her. She’s a challenge.”

“You’re kidding.”

“Nope,” Tex said. “Where’d you end up?”

“In Sparky and Dana’s coach,” she said. “I don’t think I can sleep in ours. At least not yet.”

“Oh,” Tex said. “Understand. Karen was having a problem with it too. We both slept out in the front of the coach.”

“Is it cleaned up yet?” Alexis asked.

“Oh, yeah, I did that last night,” he said. “Kinda got to me.”

“I’ll bet,” Alexis said. “Poor Lili.”

Robbie finished his breakfast quickly, Morgan still working on hers. He started to get up.

“You’re going already?” Morgan asked.

“I’m just going down the hall to try out the PC,” Robbie said. “Mind?”

“No, not at all,” she said. “I’ll bring you a cup of coffee when I’m done.”

“That would be excellent,” he said.

“Okay, sweetie,” she said. “Don’t get too worked up.”

“I won’t,” Robbie said as he walked away, heading into the hallway. Jules nodded to him as he walked by the living room. He was seated in front of the bar with Ted, Stacey, and Jordan.

The den was masculine, dark paneled walls and over-stuffed dark leather furniture. A pool table sat to the left, another bar in the middle and a huge TV across the room. The PC was on a desk just inside the door, running, cycling through security camera video. He watched the pictures from the video feeds flash by for a moment, then clicked on the browser. It loaded, much to Robbie’s surprise. He looked at his phone, and input the URL of the story. It came up in a few seconds, the pictures showing up large and clear on the big monitor. The photo wasn’t very high resolution, but it was much easier to see than it was on his phone. He was just about to zoom in when Morgan came in with coffee.

“Here you go, honey,” she said, setting the cup down next to the keyboard. He nodded to her and took a sip.

“This hit’s the spot,” he said.

“Still think it might be your folk’s coach?”

“Sure looks like it. Wish this was a higher-res picture.”

“Where is it?”

“Someplace in Utah,” Robbie said, zooming in closer. “Holy crap.”

“What?”

“See the face inside?” Robbie asked, pointing.

“Barely,” she said.

“That’s my mom,” he said. “Wonder if she knows about this picture.”

“Your parents are part of the resistance?” Morgan asked.

“Looks that way,” Robbie said.

“Oh, good, you on,” Jules said, walking in. “You find what looking for?” Ted followed him in.

“It’s my parent’s coach all right,” Robbie said.

“Maybe you shouldn’t say anymore, kid,” Ted said.

Jules shot him a glance. “We on same side. What about article?”

“You want to read it?” Robbie asked.

“Yes, please,” he said.

Robbie un-zoomed the picture and got up, giving his chair to Jules. Ted read over his shoulder.

“You know this is an unreliable source, right?” Ted asked after he finished reading.

“Yes yes, but right sometime,” Jules said. “What your dad do?”

“He’s retired,” Robbie said, Jules’s intense stare making him nervous.

“Before retire?” Jules asked.

IT manager at a big aerospace firm,” Robbie said. “Why?”

“What are you thinking, Jules?” Ted asked.

“I hear some things from Ivan. Remember when I say Malcolm and George needed by General Hogan?”

“Yeah,” Ted said.

“This why. One asset make this group crucial. I bet it Robbie’s father.”

“What are you talking about?” Robbie asked.

“When last time you talk with?” Jules asked.

“This morning.”

“Everything okay? He sound okay?”

“Yes, Jules, he and my mom sounded about normal. I feel a little guilty lying to them about where I am, but it’s probably just as well. They’d worry too much if they knew what I was doing.”

“What cover story again?”

“I joined the army to get away from the martial law situation,” Robbie said, looking more agitated.

“Calm down, Robbie, you’re with friends here,” Ted said.

“Sorry. I know that.”

“What father’s specialty?” Jules asked.

“Sure we should go there?” Ted asked.

“Yes,” Jules said.

“It’s okay,” Robbie said. “He was a manufacturing systems expert. I don’t know that much, but he wrote papers. I think he was highly regarded in his field.”

“He ever mention RFID?” Jules asked.

“Jules,” Ted said.

“Yes, as a matter of fact,” Robbie said. “He invented some stuff for that. Got an award.”

Jules looked at Ted. “You didn’t know about this?”

“Hell no,” Ted said. “We should talk to Ivan.”

“I agree,” Jules said. “Close door. We do in here.”

“What the hell is going on?” Robbie asked.

“Your father is most important person in country,” Jules said. “He holds key to victory in head.”

“I can’t get anything from him,” Robbie said.

“We don’t want you to get anything from him,” Ted said. “The enemy is looking for him. They’ve made several attempts to capture or kill him already. We need to make sure there’s no way they can figure out that he’s your dad. The enemy could use that against the resistance.”

“Crap, my parents are in danger?” Robbie asked. “They didn’t sound like it.”

“And you sounded like you in army.” Jules chuckled. “You should be proud, but we need to protect. It may affect how we use you.”

“You really have no idea where they are?” Ted asked.

“I only know the state,” Robbie said. “They said they couldn’t tell me anything else over the phone.”

“That’s good,” Ted said.

“Not stop enemy from using him,” Jules said.

“I know that, Jules,” Ted said, pacing around behind them. “We have to tell Ivan.”

“Why?” Robbie asked.

“Everything Ivan is doing has same focus,” Jules said. “Win war only.”

“Does that mean he might lock Robbie up to protect his father?” Morgan asked.

“If he does, I’m through,” Ted said.

“No, he not do that,” Jules said. “I’ll make sure. I have influence.”

“What difference does it make if I don’t know where he is?” Robbie asked.

“If they captured you and knew who you were, it could be a big problem,” Ted said. “They could use you to drag your father out of hiding.”

“Are either of those things really likely?” Robbie asked.

“This war, anything possible,” Jules said.

“Jules, let’s talk about this and call Ivan later,” Ted said. “I don’t want to go off half-cocked over this. We need to have Tex in the conversation, and Sparky too.”

Jules sat silently for a moment. “Okay, I can agree to that.”

“You’re going to discuss my future in private?” Robbie asked. “Should I be worried?”

“No,” Ted said. “Ivan isn’t going to want to hurt you. He’s going to want to protect you.”

“Wait a minute,” Morgan said. “If you’re worried about Robbie being taken captive and used to get his dad, Ivan might want to do him in so that’s not a possibility.”

Robbie’s face went white.

“No,” Ted said. “That won’t be allowed. We go with united front to Ivan. Sparky, Tex, Jules, and me. He’ll listen. I know him.”

“Yes, Robbie, don’t worry,” Jules said. “If I thought like that, I’d lock you up right now. You two go be with others. Send Tex and Sparky. Go relax.”

Robbie shook his head yes, and took Morgan’s hand, leading her into the hallway.

“Should we split?” Morgan asked.

“They’d only find us,” Robbie said. “I trust Ted.”

“I trust Sparky, too,” Morgan said, “but this makes me nervous.”

“I know, me too,” Robbie said.

***

Trevor and Kaylee left the house to take a walk around the grounds.

“Well, our friends are happy,” Kaylee said. “You notice?”

“I noticed,” Trevor said. “I haven’t seen Seth like this before. Angel either.”

Kaylee froze. “Hear that? Sounds like horses.”

“Yeah, I hear it,” Trevor said. Suddenly there were a large number of men in western garb riding towards them, Garrett in the lead. They stopped when they met the couple.

“Where’s John, Sam, and Sid?” Garrett asked.

“In the house,” Trevor said. “What’s wrong?”

“You guys must be hot, because there’s a large force of Islamists coming this way,” Garrett said. “With some of their UN thug buddies.”

“Oh, crap,” Trevor said, pulling his phone out. He sent a broadcast text to the group. “Sent them a message. I’ll go get the battle wagon ready to go.”

“We’re going into the trees. Got over a hundred men here now, and another two hundred on the way.”

“Here they come,” Trevor said, nodding towards the veranda as everybody flooded out, weapons in hand.

Sam rushed over. “How many coming at us?”

“Sixty to eighty, from what we could tell,” Garrett said. “You guys got plenty of ammo?”

“For everything except the minigun,” Sam said. Ji-Ho and John showed up, with Tyler and James.

“Get ready,” Garrett said. “We’ve got maybe ten minutes.”

“We need more .50 cal,” Ji-Ho said. “Dammit.”

“We got some of that, but no gun to use it in,” Garrett said. “I’ll have it brought over. Might not be in time for this fight.”

“Very good,” Ji-Ho said. “Battle wagon still in siege mode?”

“Yep,” Trevor said. “C’mon. Front and rear machineguns are loaded, too.” Trevor, Kaylee, and Ji-Ho ran into the rig and got inside, turning on the weapons systems. The barrels of the machine guns inched out of the lower front and rear of the coach.

Kaitlyn and Seth raced to their Jeep to grab the AK-47 and the M60, Angel and Megan doing the same.

“We should take these Jeeps to the back, just in case we need to hi-tail it,” Angel said.

“Yeah, let’s do that,” Kaitlyn said. “I can’t believe we’re back in this so fast.”

“Tell me about it,” Seth said. “Look, there goes James, Tyler, and the others.”

“We don’t have enough people,” Angel said.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Megan said. “I saw a lot of those cowboy folks out there. Way more than fifty.”

“Let’s get these Jeeps hidden,” Seth said. They parked them toward the trail-head at the back of the property, then raced back up in a crouch, staying in the underbrush as much as possible.

Sid and Yvonne and John and Sarah moved their vehicles to the back also, then came out with their guns and ammo, and hid around the house. Sam was ahead of them, going towards the front of the property where Tyler and James were.

“I hope he doesn’t still have that death-wish,” Sarah said, checking the magazine in her M-16.

“Seriously,” Yvonne said.

“He’ll be fine,” Sid said. They were all in position, waiting. The grounds were peaceful, everybody out of sight.

“Maybe they were wrong,” Sarah whispered.

“Doubt it,” Sid whispered back. “Look.”

A UN van drove into the driveway, heading up to the house, followed by several troop transport trucks. Men jumped out, looking around, surprised that nobody was in sight.

“Crap, if we hide long enough, they might just leave,” Sarah whispered.

“No they won’t,” John said.

A horse whinnied from one side. Several of the Islamists turned, just in time to be hit with the first volley of shots, black powder smoke getting into the breeze as the survivors rushed for cover in a panic. The machine guns on the RV fired, ruining the vehicles in front and cutting down most of the UN peacekeepers in a few seconds.

A stream of trucks raced onto the property, busting through the split-rail fences on either side of the gate.

“My God, how many are there?” Yvonne asked, her eyes in the scope, taking out the drivers of the trucks one by one.

“There’s too many of them,” John said, firing with his M-16.

Trevor burst out of Ji-Ho’s rig with his Winchester, acting like he was on a combat range, taking out enemy fighters one by one as they panicked. Then the cowboys showed their numbers, riding in from both sides of the property at a gallop, guns blazing. There was a commotion at the front of the property, and many more cowboys rode in firing. The enemy took cover behind their trucks as best they could as they were surrounded.

To be continued…

 

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Bugout! California Part 71 – Producer

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Jules walked back into the house after the others left the meeting. He pulled out his phone and hit Ivan’s contact. When it clicked, he punched the speaker button, then put it on the bar in the living room, freeing his hands to mix a drink.

“Finally,” Ivan said. “How’s it going? You settled in for the night?”

“Yes, Ivan. I drink your friend’s booze. How’s it going up there?”

“We’ve got everything in place. We’ll knock the UN out of power even quicker up here.”

Jules took a sip of his drink. “Which first? Frisco or Sacramento?”

“We’re hitting Frisco first,” Ivan said, “I’ve got a lot of recruits up here already. You guys are going to be PR at first. That’ll be as important as the number of UN thugs you actually kill.”

“PR? What is PR?”

Ivan laughed. “We need you guys to make a big show. We’ll have as many people with video cameras there as you have in the attack force. I’ll break into the TV stations again and make a big deal.”

Jules chuckled. “That good, boss. Rally citizens.”

“How’s the team dynamics?”

“You never ask before? Worry about? What different this time?”

“You’ve got a bunch of damaged women with you,” Ivan said.

“Some already fought,” Jules said. “We had management meeting. Rate team. Better than I expect. These women tough as nails, boss.”

“Glad to hear it, but remember that your objective is the job, not protecting your new girlfriends. Think you can handle that, Jules?”

“I do okay before, no?”

“I understand that, but now there’s all these women, and I saw pictures. At least the UN thugs have good taste.”

“They be fine,” Jules said. “Trust.”

“When we get to a good break, I want you guys to help Ji-Ho,” Ivan said.

“I do what can,” Jules said. “We go down south first?”

“No, we have to plant the seeds up here, in both cities,” Ivan said. “It’ll snowball. Then you’ll go down there.”

“You got plan already, boss. I hear in voice.”

Ivan laughed. “You know me too well, old friend. Yes. Have six more battle wagons almost completed. We need to get them to Ji-Ho’s team. They’ll finish cleanup in the Inland Empire and San Diego County, outside of main city.”

“Feds still control San Diego?” Jules asked.

“Feds don’t control San Diego anymore,” Ivan said. “Top secret. Don’t tell the team yet. Understand?”

“Why?”

“The Feds don’t know that they don’t control the Navy anymore,” Ivan said.

“So, who control?”

“At this point, they control themselves,” Ivan said. “They work with General Hogan part of the time. Same with the US Air Force, but the enemy has infiltrated there more than the Navy. There have been some regrettable incidents. The Air Force leadership is trying to lock it down. It’ll take some time. Hard to tell who’s good and who’s bad.”

“I don’t see help from either of those forces,” Jules said.

“They’re keeping outsiders from joining the battle,” Ivan said. “Much more danger of that than you know. The UN has been pressuring the EU countries to help the Feds in the areas with martial law. They don’t have enough peacekeepers to handle the job.”

“Like Cali,” Jules said. “We kill lot of UN punks.”

“Yes, like here, and also Washington state, and all of the eastern seaboard between Maine and North Carolina. The citizens are fighting back almost everywhere now.”

“Air Force threaten?”

“Air Force, Navy, and our main Allies,” Ivan said.

“Who main allies?”

“Britain, Japan, Russia, South Korea, and Israel. A handful of Eastern European countries.”

“Let guess,” Jules said. “Countries that reject globalist tyrants.”

“Pretty much,” Ivan said. “We’re lucky Britain got out of the EU when they did.”

“They still have warrant for our arrest?” Jules asked.

Ivan chuckled. “In the open, yes, but I’ve been dealing with them through back channels for a while now. Where do you think I got the mini-guns?”

Jules chuckled. “The limeys give? No way.”

“Ji-Ho got his through Asia, but the UN figured it out and clamped down on the arms dealer he was working with. The final straw was that stupid drone. The CIA found out.”

“Well, at least he almost get Saladin with it. Wound him, no?”

“He’s recovered, and now he’s acting like a wounded animal,” Ivan said. “The only good thing to come out of that was his manic reaction. Saladin spent too much time and resources chasing down Ji-Ho. Made our job in LA County easier.”

“Where Saladin now?”

“He’s building a big base in Utah,” Ivan said. “His team thinks nobody knows.”

“They’re stupid, no?”

“Saladin’s not stupid,” Ivan said. “The people who surround him aren’t that bright, though.”

“What about EU? I hear grip of globalists starting to fall apart.”

“Where’d you hear that?” Ivan asked.

“Sister in Belgium,” Jules said. “She say ministers worried. France run another conservative. Better chance to win than before.”

“They had the last one killed,” Ivan said. “Those globalist creeps are capable of anything. They might pull that off again.”

“They might, boss. Wish we could help. German leadership on ropes too, no?”

“Same situation,” Ivan said.

“Jules?” a woman’s voice asked from the entry way.

“Who’s that?” Ivan asked.

“Shelly,” Jules said. “Woman on team. Good one.”

“Oh, I see,” Ivan said. “We’re done. I’ll talk to you later. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

Jules chuckled. “Talk later, boss.”

“Jules?”

“I here, Shelly. In living room, at bar. Want drink?”

He heard her footsteps, slowly moving into the room. Shelly poked her head into the archway, her short, shiny blond hair swaying. “Oh, there you are.” She smiled and walked over. “What’s you drinking?”

“Gin and tonic,” Jules said. “You want? Tonic a little flat, but okay.”

“Sure, what the hell,” she said, sitting on one of the barstools. Jules mixed her a drink and handed it to her, pausing for a moment to watch her pretty face. She noticed, turning red.

“What you do? Are others settled in?”

She took another sip of the drink. “This is good.”

“Something wrong?”

“I think Dana wanted me to make myself scarce,” she said.

Jules chuckled. “She make time with Sparky, no?”

“She’s trying,” Shelly said. “Made me feel a little uncomfortable. I told them to take the bedroom. Hope you don’t mind.”

“Fine,” he said. “I might stay here tonight. You join?”

“I’m not sure that’s such a good idea,” she said.

“We drink, then decide, no?”

She giggled. “I’m sure that seems like a good idea to you. What were you doing in here, anyway? Everybody else is in their coaches already.”

“I talk with Ivan,” he said.

“Oh, did I interrupt something important?”

“No, it fine,” Jules said. “We done anyway.”

“Anything wrong? Are we safe here?”

“Safe?” Jules asked, smiling. “World too crazy. There no safe anymore. Not yet.”

“That sounds a little more pessimistic than you let on in the meeting.” She gulped down the rest of her drink.

Jules snickered. “Meeting for rally troops. This just you and me. Another drink? I have one.”

“Sure, why not,” she said. “I’ll probably regret it, but what the hell. Might be dead in a couple of days.”

“You not be dead,” Jules said. “I make sure of that.”

“What, you’re going to protect me?”

“You valuable,” Jules said. “I see.”

“What do you see? You don’t know me.”

“You like to organize. I see in warehouse. What job, before?” He slid a fresh drink to her, then mixed another for himself.

“You don’t care about that,” she said.

“Come on,” Jules said. He took a sip of his drink, eyes on her.

She giggled. “That’s so European.”

“What?”

“You take a sip but your eyes are still glued to the person you’re talking to.”

“Oh, that,” Jules said. “Maybe I like what I see. Where worked?”

She sighed. “You see, this is the problem. I know I’ve got a look that men like. We can tell when you’re looking at us that way, you know.”

“You missed last part of question. Where worked before?”

She was about to shoot an answer back at him, but stopped herself, thinking for a moment. “Why do you care?”

“I see management and organizational skill. Trust me, I good judge. Run business as manager. Know types, and how to use in organization.”

“Okay, I’ll bite,” she said, downing her drink. She set the glass on the bar and slid it over to him, smiling demurely. “I was a producer for a fashion magazine. I arranged things, and got teams together. For shoots, mostly. They gave me some video production stuff to run right before everything went crazy. I was hoping I’d make it into TV eventually.”

Jules smiled. “Exactly what I expect. You do producing job for us.” He mixed her another drink and slid it towards her.

“Thank you,” she said. “What I was doing is nothing like what this world is going to throw at us.”

“You wrong about that,” Jules said. He tossed back his drink and mixed himself another. “You gather resources and decide how to use. That skill translates everywhere. You manage one thing well, you can manage others. Trust me. I see.”

She took a big sip of her drink. “You’re just trying to butter me up so you can get into my pants.”

“No,” Jules said. “Not that I don’t want to be in your pants. We have small team. You only person other than me and Ted that has demonstrated skills.”

She giggled. “So what, I get the job if I put out?”

“No,” Jules said. “You get job no matter what. If we get together some day, all the better, but not requirement. We need to win and stay alive. You understand that, no?”

She looked at him, not sure what to say, then pushed her glass away. “Maybe I’ve had enough.”

Jules downed the rest of his. “I have enough. Can still fight after three. More, no.”

“You expect to fight?” she asked.

“Wartime. Never know. We talk tomorrow about job. If you want.”

She eyed him cautiously. “I’m not sure I can trust you.”

“You can trust,” he said. “Not Hollywood trust. Real trust.”

Shelly snickered. “Oh, please.”

“I mean what say, but you learn on own. You want to take bedroom here? Inside house?”

“I’m not sleeping with you,” she said.

“And I’m not sleeping with you either. Many bedrooms. Pick. All upstairs.”

She eyed him again. “How do I know you won’t sneak in later?”

He laughed. “Hey, you don’t trust, go back to rig and sleep with Dana and Sparky.”

She thought about it for a moment, her mind starting to cloud as the gin hit her system.

“You okay?” Jules asked.

“Maybe I drank too fast,” she said, getting off the barstool. She felt dizzy and had to grab the bar to keep from falling over.

“Okay, let’s sit on couch for while,” Jules said. “Talk more. I grab snacks from fridge. Sober up.”

“Now I feel like an idiot,” she said, watching as he came around the bar to her, taking her by the arm, helping her to the couch. “I make toast to soak up some. Jam?”

“Just butter would be fine,” she said, leaning back, looking up at the ceiling. “I actually feel kinda good.”

“Don’t look up for too long. Get spins.”

“Oh, shoot, you’re right,” she said.

Jules went to the kitchen, shaking his head. He found the bread and the toaster. The butter was buried in the fridge, but he found it just in time for the toast. He rushed back out with two pieces on a plate.

“Here you go,” he said, handing it to Shelly. She studied his face as she took it.

“Sorry, I feel like an idiot,” she said.

“You were victim of bad things,” Jules said. “Maybe a little drinky is a good thing, you know. Help little, no?”

She nodded and took a bite of the toast.

“So how you get fashion magazine job?” Jules asked.

She laughed. “Believe it or not, at first I was a model. It was when I was very young.”

“You are beautiful,” Jules said. “I can see.” He watched as she took another bite of toast.

“That didn’t last,” she said. “By the time I was nineteen, my hips got bigger, and I quit growing. I’m just over five feet. Neither of those things are good if you want to be a model.”

“You went from that to producer?” Jules asked.

“They took pity on me and gave me a job as an assistant to the producer I worked with. I did well at that. The rest is history.”

She finished the toast and set the plate down on the coffee table. “Thanks. That was a good idea. I already feel a little better.”

“Good,” Jules said. “I’m tired. Go upstairs.”

“Okay,” she said. “I think I need to sit up a little longer.”

“Feel free,” Jules said. “I’ll be in room at top of stairs, to right.”

“Why did you tell me that?”

“So you don’t stumble in there later and get big surprise,” Jules said with a grin. “I not touch you. Okay? I promise.”

She looked at him, then shook her head. “You’re something. I never know what you’re going to say, and after you’ve said it, I never know how to take it.”

“You get used to me,” he said. “Tomorrow I start training you. That’s okay, no?”

“I don’t know. I think I’ll sleep on it. Maybe I just want to shoot bad guys.”

“Don’t worry,” Jules said, standing up. “We all get chance for that.”

She watched as he went up the stairs, and then leaned back on the couch. It felt good to be comfortable, but the dread was building. The dread of those dreams.

***

Trevor was sitting at the dinette in Ji-Ho’s rig. He’d opened the curtains, the bright mid-morning sun shining in.

Kaylee came out of the bedroom. “I expected you to be there when I woke up.”

“Sorry,” he said. “Got this idea about Seth and Angel when I woke up.”

“What time is it, anyway?” she asked.

“After eleven,” he said. “I didn’t wake up until half an hour ago. We both needed the sleep.”

She nodded, then went to the coffee machine and turned it on. “What about the rest of us?”

“Haven’t seen any of them up and around yet,” he said. “Battle fatigue.”

She snickered. “Okay, I could see that. What’d you do about Seth and Angel?”

“I sent them a cryptic text, suggesting where we are. Also threw them a hint about using the walkie talkie.”

“Oh, so that’s why it’s out,” she said. It was sitting next to Trevor on the table. “Think they’ll bite?”

“I just hope they’re alive at this point,” Trevor said. “They might not be, you know. We need to prepare ourselves for that possibility.”

“Oh, God,” she said. “Did they receive the text?”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean anything,” Trevor said, getting up. He got two coffee cups down from the cupboard above the sink. “Think we should take this out of siege mode?”

“We can get in and out like this, right?”

“Yeah,” he said. “I slipped out and plugged in the electrical when I got up. Figured the batteries would need it by now.”

“Then just leave it,” she said. “You never know when we might get attacked.”

“Well, there is that,” Trevor said, looking at her. “You’re always so pretty.”

She laughed. “Yeah, right. My hair’s a mess, I probably stink, and I haven’t had any makeup on since before we left South Bay. I’m a real prize.”

“Yes, you are,” Trevor said, pulling her close, arms going around her waist. She turned her head up to him and they kissed passionately.

“I was hoping you’d be ready for some play time this morning,” Kaylee whispered, looking into his eyes. “We still have some unfinished business there, you know.”

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I was so worried about my friends. Still am.”

“I know, me too,” she said. “I hope we hear from them. I’ll make coffee.”

“Maybe playtime later, okay?” Trevor asked.

“We’ll see,” she said as she fiddled with the coffee machine. The walkie talkie squawked. They looked at each other.

“Hope it’s them,” Trevor said, practically leaping over to it. He pushed the button and talked.

“Who’s there?”

“Seth. Where are you guys?”

“Oh, thank God,” Kaylee said. Trevor smiled at her.

“We’re outside of Dulzura. Where are you?”

“In Dulzura,” Seth said.

“Good,” Trevor said. “Drive south on Highway 94. I’m going out to the front of the road. Watch for me on your left side.”

“Roger that,” Seth said. “We’re in two of Ji-Ho’s Jeeps. See you in a few minutes.”

“Well there you go,” Trevor said, beaming.

“You didn’t want to tell them the road?”

“Nope,” he said. “This isn’t very secure communication. Get dressed, and let’s get out there.”

“Okay,” she said. “We can take our coffee with us.”

They were dressed and leaving the coach in a couple of minutes, Trevor carrying his Winchester, Kaylee with her M16.

“I’ll send a text to my uncle,” Kaylee said.

“Good idea.” They rushed out the gate and down the road. “The highway is further than I thought.”

“He was happy to hear that they’re okay,” Kaylee said. “He still sounds like a bundle of nerves, though. Something’s going on with him.”

“Maybe just battle fatigue, like we’re having. Hell, like we’re all having.”

“There’s the highway,” Kaylee said. “We can slow down now.”

“Yeah,” Trevor said. They got out to the intersection, half in the trees, and watched the road.

“They’re probably gonna be here quick,” Kaylee said. “The town’s not far from here.”

“There they are!” he said, stepping out and waving his arms. Angel was in the lead, and turned on his signal for the left turn, Seth right behind him. They pulled over about twenty yards from the highway.

“How about a ride?” Trevor asked.

Angel smiled at him. “Dude, I’m so glad to see you guys.”

“Seriously,” Seth said from behind in the other Jeep.

Megan pulled back the rear cover. “One of you can take shotgun in this one. The other can take shot gun in Seth’s vehicle.”

They got in and rolled down to the gate, pulling up next to the two motor-homes.

“Ah, very good,” Ji-Ho said, coming down the steps. Sid and Yvonne followed, then John and Sarah, and the rest.

“What happened?” James asked, rushing over. “We were so worried.”

“We were in a motel in Jamul last night,” Megan said.

“Yeah, and we got attacked this morning,” Kaitlyn said.

“They found us pretty easily,” Seth said. “Hope this place is safe. We’re so tired of running.”

“Come on in,” Ji-Ho said. “Tyler and Kenny are cooking pancakes.”

“Sounds great, man,” Angel said.

Everybody headed towards the veranda.

“I’m gonna go lock up the coach,” Trevor said.

“I’ll go with you,” Kaylee said.

They walked over hand in hand.

“I’m so glad they’re back,” Trevor said.

“You catch the vibe?”

“What vibe?” Trevor asked.

“They’re couples now,” she whispered. “They’re bonded.”

“That’s good, right?”

“We need some bonding too,” Kaylee said. “I want some us time later.”

Trevor nodded as he locked the coach. The two joined the others in the house.

To be continued…

 

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Here’s an excerpt from Bug Out! Texas Book 7 – currently in editing.

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Chapter 12 – News Conference

Richardson and Lita sat on the front porch next to Roberto and Kris.

“You think we’re gonna be safe here?” Kris asked. “We really poked the hornet’s nest.”

“Depends on if there’s more bases close by,” Richardson said.

“Yeah, that’s the real question,” Roberto said. “You get chewed out by your CO?”

“Not really,” Richardson said. “After I explained it to him.”

“It went viral,” Lita said. “Big time. We’re even in the international news.”

“I’ll bet half of the media thinks we’re villains,” Kris said.

“Pretty much,” Lita said.

“Screw ‘em,” Roberto said. “Let them have their families attacked.”

“Wish we had an alternate location,” Richardson said. “I feel completely exposed here.”

Roberto’s phone rang. He fished it out of his pocket. “Gerald. I’ll put it on speaker.”

“Okay, Gerald, what’s up?”

“Governor Nelson is gonna do a speech in a few minutes,” he said. “Rumor has it that he’s going to address our posting.”

Richardson chuckled. “This ought to be interesting.”

“I’ll go get the TV turned on inside,” Kris said.

“Yeah, I’ll go with you,” Lita said.

“Better go round up the kids,” Richardson said.

“Shouldn’t we have somebody stay in that boat?” Lita asked.

“We’ll get early warning from the dogs,” Roberto said. “Bring guns inside though, just in case.”

“For sure,” Richardson said, heading towards the boat. “Hey, guys, come on in the house. Nelson’s about to talk.”

“What about guarding the place?” Brendan asked.

“Roberto’s leaving the dogs out here,” Richardson said. “It won’t be for too long.”

“Good, I want to see this,” Juan Carlos said, helping Madison up.

They rushed into the house, Madison barely using her crutches now.

“I’m gonna be nervous the whole time we’re in here,” Hannah said.

“It’ll be okay,” Brendan told her as they went through the door. The TV was already on, the reporters milling around in a crowded press room, waiting for the Governor to come out.

“That’s in the bunker,” Richardson said. “Been down there once.”

“Really?” Lita asked. “Why?”

“Tour, believe it or not,” Richardson said. “Seems like that was a whole different world.”

“Tell me about it,” Roberto said. “Look, here he comes.”

Governor Nelson walked up to the podium, flanked by Major General Gallagher and Chief Ramsey.

“Thank you all for coming. This will be brief. I’ll allow a few questions after the statement.”

There were murmurs in the room. Nelson waited till they died down.

“I’m sure you saw the meme which went viral on the internet last night. It touched off a firestorm in the establishment media, which disturbs me more than the graphic nature of the photos. We’ve had an alarming reaction from the foreign press, particularly in the EU. There are now calls for the UN to move into Texas, if the US Federal Government can’t settle things down here.”

He paused for a moment, watching the press corps, making eye contact with several of the more prominent members.

“I’ve given careful consideration on how to respond to both the meme, and the emotional reaction from the press and some foreign governmental entities.”

Murmurs flooded the room again, as reporters hammered away on their cell phones and tablets.

 “The United States is under attack by foreign groups, aided by treasonous government officials at the state and federal levels. The foreign groups include the following: The Islamic Caliphate. The UN. The Government of Venezuela. The Government of North Korea. Secessionist Militia Groups in the Southwestern states, who recognize neither the Federal Government nor the Republic of Texas. These attacks are being coordinated by the EU leadership in Belgium and their Globalist partners, foreign and domestic.”

The room exploded with reactions, from boos to cheers. Nelson waited for the crowd to settle down. Some in the crowd began arguing with each other. Chief Ramsey stepped near the microphone, Nelson backing away.

“Settle down or you will be removed from this facility,” the Chief said sharply.

The group quieted down after a moment.

“Wow,” Richardson said, eyes glued to the screen.

“I love this guy, dude,” Juan Carlos said.

Nelson stepped back up. “The story that the meme tells is true. My office checked it out. Islamist fighters near San Marcos were kidnapping young women. These thugs took them back to their hideout at an abandoned recycling center. They used our women for sex slaves. Some victims were under sixteen years of age.”

“You have proof, I assume,” one reporter spat.

“Yes,” Nelson said. “I talked to some of the parents, and to others living in the area.”

“That doesn’t excuse what our people did,” the reporter said.

“Yes, it does,” Nelson said. “The enemy killed the hostages when Texas Patriots attempted to rescue them. The bodies were still warm when the patriots found them. This cannot stand. I support the actions of these Texas Patriots, and advise the Islamist invaders and their allies to expect similar treatment if they harm Texas citizens in this manner. Do I make myself clear?”

“This is barbaric,” said a female reporter near the back of the room.

“You can say that, as a woman?” another female reporter said. “You’re trash, and so is your movement. I ought to bust you right in the chops.”

“That’s enough,” Nelson said.

“Yes!” Hannah said.

Nelson waited while the crowd settled down.

“Geez, some of these reporters are clueless,” Lita said. “What if this was their wives or daughters?”

“Now, a few comments directly to the EU Leadership and the traitors in the Federal Government,” Nelson continued. “Texas left the union because we discovered what you were planning. We will fight you to the death. If you attack Texas, I suggest you bring a lot of body bags. We have twenty million armed citizens in Texas and they have at least thirty-four million guns between them. That’s not counting our Police Departments and the Texas National Guard. You’ve seen how effective our people can be, in places like Austin, Fort Stockton, Riviera Beach, and most recently San Antonio. Attack us at your peril. As a point of reference, the army of China is under four million troops.”

You could hear a pin drop in the room. Gallagher shot a smile at Ramsey as Nelson collected his thoughts.

“Finally, I have a special message for the UN, which is doing a lot of sabre rattling due to the meme in question.”

“Here it comes,” Richardson said.

“We know what you are doing in California. We know about the murders and rapes. We know about the attempted lockdown of that state. We know you are teamed with the Islamist Army there. We also know California Patriots are fighting you, and we know they will win.”

One of the reporters chuckled. Nelson smiled.

“Contrary to popular belief, there are almost as many guns in private hands in California as there are in Texas. The UN and their Islamist partners will not defeat the armed citizens of California. To aid in the struggle, this administration will make public all reliable stories we receive about actions of the UN in California, and we wish our California brothers-in-arms well.”

There was a smattering of applause in the room.

“If the UN attempts to enter the great state of Texas, they will be met by a hail of bullets. We will hunt you down and kill you like the dogs that you are. You cannot defeat us. We will kill you wholesale. Do I make myself clear?”

Murmurs erupted again, some reporters visibly shaken and others smiling.

“That’s the end of my prepared comments. I’ll take a few questions.”

A reporter in the front raised his hand. Nelson pointed to him, and he stood up.

Price Jones, Washington Post. What’s to stop the Federal Government from just nuking Texas and moving on?”

Nelson chuckled. “They could do that, but they won’t. Texas has friends who understand what the Federal Government is up to. They are prepared to step in.”

“Foreign friends?” the report asked. “Would you like to get more specific?”

“Nope,” Nelson said. “Next question.”

“What’s he talking about?” Brendan asked.

“Probably the Russians,” Richardson said. “They’ve been on our side since the beginning.”

“Quiet, he’s talking again,” Madison said.

“Second row center,” Nelson said, pointing into the sea of raised hands.

A woman stood up. “Kat Bower, MSNBC. Do you consider what was done to the Islamists by the dogs cruel and against the Geneva Convention?”

“Yes,” Nelson said.

“Are you intending on punishing the men who did that?” she asked.

“Nope,” Nelson said.

“Why not?”

“Because child rape and murder of civilians are also against the Geneva Convention,” Nelson said sharply. “That behavior needs to be answered, and the answer needs to be in language that these savages understand. Next question.”

“This is barbaric,” the woman cried.

Nelson ignored her and picked another reporter, towards the back of the room.

“Harrison French, Fox News. Have you been in contact with Ivan the Butcher, and do you support his actions in California?”

Nelson chuckled. “Ivan the Butcher. Colorful fellow. I enjoyed his videos, and look forward to more. I’ve had no contact with him, but I fully support his actions against the invaders in California.”

“Thank you,” Harrison said.

“You’re not going to ask a follow up?” the CNN reporter next to him asked. She was a young woman with blonde hair and an attractive face.

Harrison laughed at her, shaking his head. “No, he answered my question. Do you want me to hammer the Governor for his support of an obvious patriot?”

“This is interesting,” Nelson said. “Bree, what is your follow-up?”

She stood up, a smirk on her face. “This ‘Ivan the Butcher’ character made his fortune on vice operations. Prostitution, gambling, and drugs.”

“That was a statement, not a question,” Nelson said.

She sighed, an exasperated look on her face. “How can you support him given his past actions?”

“Do you support the UN?” Nelson asked.

“Of course,” she said. “They’re a stabilizing influence, and we need that in the world today.”

Harrison burst out laughing. Others joined him.

“Next,” Nelson said.

“You don’t have a comment?” Bree asked.

“Sorry, but you aren’t too bright. Any response to that is a waste of time.”

Half the room cheered, the other half booed. Gallagher was laughing, and shot a glance at Ramsey again, who shook his head. Bree left the room in a huff.

“Sorry folks, that was a little harsh,” Nelson said. “I’ll try to behave. There’s time for a couple more questions.” He pointed to a reporter in the middle of the room.

“Brice Ketchum, Austin American-Statesmen. Are there plans for Texas to rejoin the Union, and if so, when?”

Nelson thought for a moment, the room silent.

“Uh oh,” Richardson whispered, eyes glued to the screen.

“Yes, we expect that Texas will rejoin the Union,” Nelson said. “I can’t tell you the timeframe or the exact circumstances that will lead to our re-entry, but I never intended to have Texas remain an independent republic for the long term.”

“You can’t give us any more info than that?” Brice asked.

“Well, this war must be over, and the Federal Government must be back under the control of the citizens,” Nelson said. “I’m hoping that’s sooner rather than later. Good enough?”

“For now,” Brice said.

“One more,” Nelson said. He pointed at a woman on the far right-hand side. She stood.

“Christine Simon, KXAN News. Will Texas hold their statewide elections for the next cycle, or will they be put off until the war is over?”

“I’m glad you asked that question, Christine,” Nelson said. “We will absolutely hold our Texas state elections on schedule no matter what, and they will be free and open. I won’t run for re-election, since this is my second term.”

The room burst into questions, reporters raising their hands frantically. Nelson waved to the crowd, left the stage, and headed for the door, Ramsey and Gallagher following him.

“Wow,” Roberto said. “That was quite a press conference. I didn’t vote for this guy, but I’m glad he’s in the job now.”

“This is gonna start a shit-storm,” Lita said.

“Only one thing surprised me,” Richardson said.

“What’s that, honey?” Lita asked.

“Texas has no term limits for Governor,” he replied. “Nelson could run again.”

“He’s doing the right thing,” Kris said. “And I did vote for him. Canceled Roberto’s vote right out.” She giggled.

“Why do you think he’s doing the right thing?” Richardson asked.

“To avoid any appearance that he wants to hold onto absolute control,” Kris said. “This is a great man. I hope Texas appreciates him.”

“He’ll get a lot of heat for what he said to that one idiot,” Brendan said.

“The CNN reporter,” Madison said. “She kinda pissed me off, after seeing what happened to those poor girls at the recycling center. The MSNBC reporter pissed me off more, though.”

“Seriously,” Lita said.

“What now?” Juan Carlos asked. “Should we go back to the boat?”

“Why don’t you stay in here and get some sleep,” Roberto said. “Trust me, the dogs will alert us if anybody shows up. I’ll let them loose. We got the M60s and M-16s in here.”

“You okay with that?” Brendan asked Richardson.

He thought about it for a moment. “Yeah, I am. Chances are good that we destroyed their local capability anyway, and we’ve been running on too little sleep for a few days. It’d be nice to catch up a little bit.”

“Good, then it’s settled,” Kris said. “I’ll show you were the guest rooms are.”

She got up, Lita, Madison, and Hannah following.

“You forgot your crutches,” Juan Carlos shouted to Madison.

“Don’t need them,” Madison said. “Don’t worry about it.” The women disappeared down the hall.

“So, you really think we’re safe?” Juan Carlos asked softly.

“Yeah,” Richardson said. “There was command and control stuff at the recycling center, those Gaz Tigrs, and all of those other supplies. That was a major base. They don’t have the bandwidth to man another one of those close by.”

“I hope you’re right, dude,” Juan Carlos said.

“Me too,” Roberto said. “We’ll find out soon enough.”
 

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Bugout! California Part 70 – Safe Havens?

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“Here they come,” Trevor said, looking out the driver’s side window of Ji-Ho’s massive coach.

“Thank God,” Kaylee said. “That was scary.”

They could hear Sid’s Jeep on the gravel next to them, car doors opening. John got up and opened the door. Yvonne climbed in, followed by Sid and Sam, carrying weapons.

“Sorry we took so long,” Sid said to Ji-Ho as he set down the guns.

“Yeah, sorry,” Sam said. “That was quite an experience.”

“We can’t go get our rigs?” Sarah asked.

“No, we need to stay away from there, and we need to get out of this spot before we get seen,” Sam said.

“You really okay?” Ji-Ho asked. “It your place.”

“It’s still my place,” Sam said. “It’ll keep until after the war. I like what Garrett’s men are doing there.”

“Where’s this safe place?” Trevor asked.

“Near Dulzura, off Dutchman Canyon Road,” Sam said.

“I know that place,” John said. “I was one of the few people around here who actually got along with old man Williams. He gonna be okay with us showing up? He can be a little dicey.”

“He’s dead,” Sid said. “Killed by the enemy shortly after they showed up in the area.”

“Oh,” John said. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“He’s got RV hookups and an extra coach there,” Sam said.

“We should get going, then,” Trevor said.

“Wait,” Ji-Ho said. “Sure you trust?”

“I think those guys have the town locked down pretty good, and they’ve got seven hundred men.”

“You see?” Ji-Ho asked.

“No,” Sam said. “But I believe it. I know Garrett. He’s a little kooky, but he knows what he’s doing. He’s a survivor, and his group is growing.”

“Attract bad attention,” Ji-Ho said.

“Don’t be so sure about that,” Sid said. “They’ve taken back this area. That’s pretty clear.”

“Then why enemy at RV Park?” Ji-Ho asked.

“It’s about ten miles outside of town,” Sam said. “They’re losing people there, and they don’t understand why, plus there’s something going on with the bodies, because they’re tracking them with their cell phones. Saw that with my own eyes.”

“RFID Chips,” Ji-Ho said. “I hear about from Ivan.”

“Yeah, that’s probably it,” Sid said. “Couldn’t believe when those black powder guns started going off. Nothing smells like that.”

“Wait, they use black powder guns?” Ji-Ho asked. “Like muskets?”

Sam chuckled. “No, they’re using late 19th century guns. Probably replicas, for the most part.”

“Yeah,” Sid said. “Old 1873 Winchesters, Colt Single Action Army pistols, even cap and ball revolvers. Saw one of them with a nice pair of Colt 1851 Navy guns.”

“That’s bitchen,” Trevor said.

James, Tyler, and Ryan chuckled.

Ji-Ho shook his head. “Why use? Old garbage.”

“They actually had some good reasons for that, beyond the fact that they’re black powder hobbyists,” Sid said.

“Oh yeah, what that?” Ji-Ho asked.

“They make their own powder,” Sid said. “We haven’t had to go into a store and buy ammo. He said it’s locked down tight in this state. This is a good fit.”

“Old garbage,” Ji-Ho repeated.

“Oh, I don’t know, they’ll kill people just as well as smokeless guns do,” Sid said.

“True, but it like travel. You can still sail across Pacific, but you don’t do, if objective is only to cross Pacific.”

Sam chuckled. “I get your point, Ji-Ho. Let’s talk about this later. You should meet these guys. I think you’ll like them, but right now we need to get out of sight. Our butts are hanging out too much here.”

“Yeah, let’s go,” Trevor said. “You guys lead the way.”

Sam nodded, and he went outside with Sid, followed by Tyler, Zac, James, Ryan, Bradley, and Kenny. They got into their Jeeps, Sid leading the way down the highway.

“I hope we can get a good night’s sleep,” Kaylee said. “Wonder what happened to Seth and Angel?”

“I don’t know, honey,” Trevor said from behind the wheel. “I’m pretty worried about them.”

“I pretty worried about us,” Ji-Ho said. “Need to get team to Temecula to get more fifty-cal. Wonder how much ammo Sam get from park?”

Trevor chuckled. “Crap, we didn’t even ask him about that.”

“Lots,” Yvonne said. “More than I expected. More than we started with.”

“That good,” Ji-Ho said. “If area really locked down like they say, maybe we use as base for while.”

“What’s this house like?” Kaylee asked.

“Huge,” Yvonne said. “I’ve never been inside, but I’ve seen the outside. Looks like about six thousand square feet.”

“I’ve been there,” John said. “It’s seven bedrooms. Huge kitchen. Used to have chickens and goats. It’d make a good base, if we could protect the surrounding ridges. You can’t see it from the main highway.”

“Then why don’t Garrett men stay there?” Ji-Ho asked.

John chuckled. “You really don’t want to trust these folks, huh?”

“They not sound serious,” Ji-Ho said. “That all.”

“They have that western town,” Sarah said. “Been there for a carnival they ran once.”

“You’re joking,” Kaylee said.

“It’s pretty cool,” John said. “They own several hundred acres. Built the town themselves. Had a big battle with the county over permits. Had to tear parts of it down and rebuild.”

“Like I say, not serious,” Ji-Ho said. “Hope they not get us killed.”

“They handled the enemy fighters without breaking a sweat,” Yvonne said. “Not that I don’t agree with being cautious.”

“We’re almost there already,” Trevor said, gripping the wheel tight as the Jeeps took a right turn. He followed them. “Tight street.”

“It says no outlet,” Kaylee said. “Hope it’s not a good place for a trap.”

“We could take the Jeeps out through the back in a pinch,” John said.

“Maybe we ought to get some horses, like Garrett’s men had,” Yvonne said.

“Wait, they on horseback too?” Ji-Ho asked.

“Yep,” Yvonne said. “Perfect for back there. If they get hit with more enemy fighters than they can handle, they can ride into the canyons in every direction from that RV Park.”

“Whoa, that it?” Trevor asked as they approached the huge house. The Jeeps drove through the gate.

“Yeah, that’s it,” John said, looking out the windshield from behind. “See where that other coach is, sitting next to the garage? Pull up next to it. There’s electrical and sewer hook ups there.”

“Why’d he have two?” Kaylee asked.

“Son-in-law had a rig,” John said. Used to come here a lot, even after his wife died.”

“So somebody could be coming back, then?” Trevor asked. “Somebody who could kick us out?”

“Nah, he wasn’t a relative anymore,” John said. “Had no claim on this place. He was a nice guy. Wish he was around. Used to be a drinking buddy.”

“I’m glad he isn’t around,” Sarah said. “You two were a bad influence on each other.”

“I know,” John said. “I’m not that person anymore. I can still like the guy, though.”

“He how you know place?” Ji-Ho asked.

“Yeah, as a matter of fact,” John said.

Trevor made a sweeping curve and backed in next to the other coach. “That’s a nice one. Maybe we can take off with it.”

“Tire flat on rear driver’s side,” Ji-Ho said, pointing. “Fixable. We check out in morning. Sleep tonight.”

“We can cover the entrance road with the forward machine guns,” Trevor said. “I’ll help Sam reload them.”

“Yes, do,” Ji-Ho said. “You in charge of coach. Maybe you and Kaylee stay here tonight. Rest in house.”

“Makes sense,” Kaylee said. “We’ve already been using the bed anyway.”

Everybody piled out of the motor home and walked to the wrap-around porch of the huge house. There was a barn behind it, and horse facilities. The porch light turned on as they approached.

“Crap, there’s somebody here,” Trevor said.

“Hold it,” Sam said. “There’s Garrett’s horse. See it, in the coral by the barn?”

“Good, I meet,” Ji-Ho said.

“Hey, folks,” Garrett said, walking out onto the porch with his Winchester in his hand. “Thought I’d better get over here and get the place unlocked. Keys are on the table next to the door.”

“Thanks,” Sam said, walking up the steps. “I’ll introduce you to our folks.”

“That’s an interesting motor home you got there,” he said.

“You don’t know the half of it,” Sid said. “Hi, Garrett. Long time no see.”

Garrett nodded and shook hands with him and Yvonne.

“Hi, I’m Trevor, and this is Kaylee,” Trevor said. “Love to chat with you about black powder sometime.”

“Sure, it’d be a pleasure,” Garrett said, smiling as he shook hands. “Always ready for some new converts.”

“This is Ji-Ho,” Sam said, nodding to him as he walked up. “He’s our leader.”

Ji-Ho smiled. “I not leader. Sam better, or Tyler here. Good to meet you, sir.”

“Nice to meet you too,” Garrett said, giving him a warm handshake. “Tyler – which tribe?”

“Barona,” Tyler said. “What’s left of them. We nearly got wiped out earlier tonight.”

“I heard,” Garrett said. “Take some time to recharge. Maybe we can work together. We’ve got the bad guys on the run around here.”

“Hey, Garrett,” John said, walking up with Sarah.

“Oh, thank God,” Garrett said. “I was so glad to hear you survived. You knew old man Williams, didn’t you?”

“Yep, been to this house quite a few times,” he said. “Sorry to hear about what happened. Heard anything about Clinton?”

“Ah, the brother-in-law,” Garrett said. “Last I heard he was in Utah.”

“Not a great place to be,” Ji-Ho said. “I hear much bad. Islamist and Militia slaughter people there.”

“Yeah, heard some of those same stories,” Garrett said.

“I’ll show everybody around this place,” John said. “It been closed up?”

“Yeah, for the most part,” Garrett said. “We had to chase some kids out of here a while back, but they didn’t do damage. Might find a beer can or two laying around.”

Sam introduced the rest of the group to Garrett, and they went inside.

Kaylee stopped Trevor at the porch. “You care about the tour?”

“Not really,” Trevor said.

“Good, then let’s get the ammo out of Sid’s Jeep, reload the machine guns, and hit the sack. You mind?”

“Not even a little bit,” Trevor said. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. “We haven’t been alone for a while.”

“I know,” she said. “C’mon.”

They walked to the Jeep and opened the tailgate. “There it is,” Trevor said.

“Hey, you guys gonna reload the guns?” Sam asked from the porch.

“Yeah,” Kaylee said. “And then we’re going to bed. I’m beat.”

“Good,” Sam said. “See you two in the morning. I’ll stash the rest of the ammo later.”

Trevor nodded and picked up one of the metal boxes, then followed Kaylee back to the rig.

“You think we’re safe here?” Kaylee asked, closing the door behind them.

Trevor went to the driver’s area and removed the floor in front of the passenger seat to reload the guns. “Yeah, I think we’ll be okay for now. Maybe we ought to put this baby in siege mode, though, after I get her reloaded.”

“I’ll text my uncle and ask him about that.”

“Good, do that. I’ll be finished here in a couple minutes.”

She typed on her screen as Trevor finished loading. “Perfect. Only used about a quarter of the ammo in this box so far, and there’s five more boxes in the Jeep. I’ll go do the back guns too, just in case.”

“My uncle agreed with the siege mode,” Kaylee said, following Trevor into the back, watching as he reloaded the rear guns.

“Done,” Trevor said.

“Good. Show me how to put this into siege mode.”

Trevor nodded and took her back to the driver’s seat. He went through the steps slowly as she watched. The metal plate moved in front of the windshield, and they could hear the plates coming down around the tires as well.

“We don’t want to hook up?” she asked. “Forgot about that.”

“In the morning,” Trevor said. “I’d rather be able to hi-tail it in a hurry.”

“Good, then take me to bed,” she said, slipping her arm around his waist. They undressed, got under the covers, and were out like a light.

***

Angel woke up startled, looking around in a panic, then seeing Megan next to him, lying face down. The night came rushing back at him. He got up to use the bathroom. When he came back, her eyes were open.

“Morning,” she said. “What time is it?”

“Almost eleven,” he said. “That was quite a night. I don’t think we fell asleep completely till about four.”

“Well, you kept waking up and getting me started again,” Megan said, turning over and stretching, her naked body before him.

“Oh, yeah,” Angel said.

“Stop! I’m sore. Give me a little time, okay?”

Angel chuckled. “Okay, I guess I can live with that. It’s your fault, anyway.”

“My fault?”

“You said you were going to wear me out last night,” he said. “Didn’t think I heard that, did you?”

“I wanted you to hear that,” she said, getting out of bed. “I need to use the bathroom now. Maybe we ought to get some breakfast.”

“I could eat a horse,” he said. He got dressed, then opened the door. A shot rang out, just missing him, hitting the door. He slammed it and dropped.

“Get down!” he yelled.

“Oh, shit,” Megan said, crawling back out, trying to pull her shirt on. Angel grabbed his M60, then used the barrel to break out the window. He fired on the van that was sitting at the back end of the parking lot. Then more gunfire erupted from behind the van. There was more glass breaking, and Seth opened up with his M60, hitting several UN thugs as they tried to run for cover.

“Son of a bitch,” Seth yelled. “How many do you see?”

“You just killed four. I filled the back of the van pretty good. I think we’d better get the hell out of here.”

“There might be more out there,” Megan said, checking the magazine on her AK-47.

Seth rushed out of his room, Kaitlyn following, both running to the back of the parking lot. Somebody popped up from the bushes and Kaitlyn dropped him, then ran towards the van with her gun blazing.

“Whoa, that woman can fight,” Angel said. He opened the door. A couple more shots hit the door frame and the wall, and then Seth fired, killing three more men who were coming in from the left. Megan burst out, her AK-47 blazing.

“Hope the Jeeps aren’t ruined,” she said, stopping behind theirs, trying to look it over. Seth was already inside his Jeep as Kaitlyn covered him. He started it up and rolled forward.

“Good, theirs is okay,” Megan said. “Get in and start this puppy. We need to leave now.”

Angel nodded and jumped in, starting the engine and backing out.

“You get the ammo?” she asked.

“Yeah, I got it. Let’s go out the back. Throw her in four-wheel drive. That courtyard is a good place for an ambush, and I don’t trust the street either.”

“Yeah,” Megan said. “That’s what Seth is doing.” She got in and they took off towards the rear of the lot, guns out the windows. They went over the back curb and raced down the dirt road, which curved around the hillside quickly, picking up speed as they raced for the nearest of the canyons bordering the town.

“How the hell did they find us?” Angel asked. Megan had her eyes peeled outside, looking for vehicles on their tail.

“I don’t know,” she said. “This sucks.”

“Maybe it’s our cellphones,” Angel said.

“Look, Seth and Kaitlyn are stopping ahead.”

Angel nodded and pulled up next to them. They got out with their guns.

“Stay low, between the Jeeps,” Seth said. “For all we know they might have snipers around.”

“Why didn’t they destroy our vehicles?” Kaitlyn asked.

“Probably figured the noise would tip us off,” Seth said. “How the hell did they find us so quick?”

“It’s probably simpler than we think,” Kaitlyn said. “There’s not that many places to check, and they knew what kind of vehicles we had. They might even have pictures of them from the earlier battles.”

“Crap, you’re right,” Seth said. “They could take a map and look at how far we could’ve gone. Draw a circle, then check out every town within it. If they figured out we skipped I-8, that helps them a lot.”

“You might be right about that,” Megan said, looking at her phone. “There’s not that many towns that have motels.”

“How many motels does Jamul have?” Seth asked.

“Three,” Angel said.

“Dammit,” Seth said. “They might have seen us from that ridge last night, too, you know. That would cut their search area way the hell down, if they took the time to see where our dirt road dumped off.”

“Oh, crap,” Kaitlyn said. “Forgot about that.”

“Son of a bitch,” Megan said. “If they figured out what road we were going on, there’s only one town to check – Jamul. That means they had to check three parking lots to find us.”

“How could we have been so stupid?” Seth asked.

“We were tired and scared,” Kaitlyn said. “We would’ve been better off going to El Cajon. At least there are a lot more motels there.”

“What do we do now?” asked Megan. “One of those slugs might have gotten a call out before we killed them.”

“I know, I’m thinking the same thing,” Angel said. “Let’s look at the map again.”

“Wait,” Seth said. “We should risk a call to Trevor.”

“What if they’re tracking our phones?”

“They are,” Kaitlyn said. “They were watching I-8. That’s why we saw them on the ridge looking for us.”

“We need to find a land line someplace,” Angel said.

“That’s going to be tough.” Megan said.

“We can’t send them a text?” Kaitlyn asked. “Not even one?”

“Not sure how that would help us,” Seth said. “It’s not like they can state their location.”

“Dammit,” Megan said. “Maybe it’s time to just go into San Diego and disappear.”

“If they even let us in,” Angel said.

Seth’s phone dinged. He pulled it out of his pocket. “Trevor,” he whispered. “Text. This is weird.”

“What does it say?”

“It says Samstown remember TV show on channel 6.”

“What the hell?” Angel said.

“Think,” Kaitlyn said. “It’s a message. You know it is.”

“Sam’s Town – that was a casino at Laughlin,” Angel said.

“Maybe he’s talking about Sam,” Kaitlyn said.

Megan laughed. “Where did Sam live?”

“Crap, that’s got to be it,” Seth said. “Dulzura.”

Megan looked at her phone. “That’s right down Highway 94 from here.”

“Can we get to that road without going back into Jamul?” Angel asked.

“Yeah,” Megan said. “See?” She showed her phone to the others.

“That’s only part of the puzzle,” Seth said. “Show on channel 6. That’s a San Diego station.”

“Dude, you still got Ji-Ho’s walkie-talkie?” Angel asked.

Seth smiled. “I think it’s still in the glove box, but remember that I didn’t drive it the whole time. Somebody might have grabbed it.”

“Let’s check,” Kaitlyn said, opening the door. “Yep, it’s here.” She turned it on. “Looks like there’s still battery, too.”

“Perfect,” Seth said. “Let’s get going before our friends find us again.”

“We’ll be lucky if we don’t run into them on Highway 94,” Megan said. “I think we need somebody in the back of these Jeeps with guns again.”

“Worked last time,” Kaitlyn said. “Let’s get out of here. You mind driving, Seth?”

“Not at all,” Seth said.

They got into their Jeeps and took off, moving south-east towards the highway.

To be continued…

 

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Bugout! California Part 69 – Court and Balcony

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“Angel sees a place,” Kaitlyn said. “We’re going to the right. Pretty dead around here.”

“Dead is good at this point,” Seth said. “Yeah, look, he’s driving into that parking lot over there. Looks like an early 60s motel. Classic.”

“Good, the parking lot isn’t visible from the street,” Kaitlyn said. They parked next to each other.

“You really think I should stay in the car?” Seth asked.

“We were kinda messing with you about that,” Kaitlyn said, “but we’ve got the guns out here. We need to leave somebody to guard them.”

“We’ll have to sneak them into the rooms, too,” Seth said.

“Yeah,” Kaitlyn said. “We’ll try to get a place in the back.”

Seth pulled out his wallet and gave her a wad of cash.

“Wow, this is a lot,” she said.

“I cleaned out one of my bank accounts right before things got really nuts. I’ve got a bigger account if we need it. Seems like the banking system got back to normal.”

“Where’d you get so much money?”

“Inherited it from my mom,” he said. “And saved from my job, too.”

Angel and Megan came over.

“Hey, dude, you staying to watch the hardware?” Angel asked.

“Yep,” Seth said. “I gave Kaitlyn a wad of cash.”

“I’ve got plenty in my bank account,” Angel said.

“Pay cash,” Seth said. “We’ll settle up later. We don’t need transactions for this with any of our names on them.”

“They don’t know our names, do they?” Angel asked.

“We both disappeared, and the UN was checking for people who didn’t show for work, remember? We also don’t know what Emma and Matt said after they were captured.”

“Damn, dude, forgot about that noise,” Angel said. “Cash it is.”

“What about these vehicles?” Megan asked.

Seth chuckled. “These are Ji-Ho’s Jeeps. Who knows what name he’s got them under. That guy isn’t exactly legit.”

“Let’s go get the rooms,” Angel said.

“Yeah, I’m getting cold,” Kaitlyn said. “I just want to cuddle up in bed with my man.”

“That makes two of us,” Megan said.

“You guys go,” Seth said. “I’ll keep watch.”

Kaitlyn came over and kissed him, then turned and followed the others. Seth had his eyes glued to her until she was inside the office door, his heart beating faster. Then he looked around the small courtyard where they were parked. There was two stories, a walkway for the second story running in front of the doors. An opening at the back of the courtyard led to more parking and a swimming pool. It looked like most rooms were vacant. There were dim lights on in the room next to the office, and one lit room on the other side of the courtyard. What time is it? He looked at his phone. Not as late has he thought. Barely eleven. The office door opened, light flooding out into that end of the courtyard as Kaitlyn, Megan and Angel walked out.

“We’re in the back section,” Kaitlyn said as she slid in. “We told them we were newlyweds.”

Seth laughed. “How’d Angel take that?” He started the car.

“He looked a little embarrassed. They gave us rooms across the rear parking lot from each other.”

“Oh, really,” Seth said. “I expected to be next to them.”

“I expect to get loud,” she said, shooting him a wicked grin.

Seth couldn’t respond. He put the Jeep into reverse, grinding the gears. Kaitlyn laughed.

“What’s the matter?” she asked. “Something on your mind? You look a little pre-occupied.”

He glanced at her. “Having fun?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact,” Kaitlyn said. “Megan’s going to wear Angel out.”

“She said that?” Seth asked, smiling as he finished backing out.

“Whispered it to me when we were walking back to the car,” she said. “I think Angel heard her.”

“I suspect she did that on purpose,” Seth said. “What’s the room number?”

“It’s 183,” she said. “Go to the right. Angel and Megan are in 163, to the left.”

“Ground floor, huh?”

“Well, we thought that was better than lugging machine guns up the stairs,” Kaitlyn said, flashing him a smile again.

“You have a point,” he said. “Good, we can park right outside the door.” He pulled in, and saw Angel do the same on his side.

“This looks too symmetrical,” Kaitlyn said.

Seth laughed. “I’ll move it over after we’ve unloaded if you want.”

“I’ve got one suggestion.”

“What?”

“Back in,” she said.

“Oh, you’re right. He backed out and k-turned, then pulled back into the space facing out. “Better to unload.”

“And better to leave in a hurry,” she whispered.

Seth shut off the engine. “Ready?”

“Yeah,” she said. “I’ll get the door opened.”

Seth nodded and got out, heading to the tailgate as Kaitlyn went to the door and unlocked it. He looked over at Angel, who waved as he helped Megan out of the car.

“Okay,” Kaitlyn said, pushing the door all the way open.

Seth took a look around, then grabbed the M60 and the AK-47 and rushed them inside. He went back for the ammo and the two hand guns, stashing them inside and then going back out to shut the tail gate. He saw Angel take his load inside, while Megan shut the tailgate. She waved to him, then went into the room and shut the door.

“They’re in okay,” Seth said, pulling the door shut.

“Put on the night lock,” Kaitlyn said from the bathroom. “I’m going to take a shower.”

“I could use one of those too,” he said.

“I know. You can get in after me.”

“Oh, we aren’t going to shower together?” he asked. “Darn.”

“No, that ruins the mystique,” she said. He heard the shower turn on, and then sat down on the bed, taking off his shoes. He felt incredibly tired all of a sudden. Battle fatigue, he thought to himself as he laid back, drifting off in seconds. He woke to Kaitlyn pulling on his ankle.

“Hey, sweetie, wake up,” she said. He opened his eyes. She was standing over him, towel wrapped tightly around her body, another towel wrapped around her hair.

“Hey,” he said. “Sorry, didn’t realize how tired I was.”

“Get up and shower,” she said. “Might as well keep the bed clean.”

“Okay.” He went into the bathroom, still misty from Kaitlyn’s shower, peeled off his clothes, and turned on the water. It was already warm, so he got right in, letting the hard flow wash away the sweat and the grime, remembering that they’d just showered earlier in the day, in a place that was now ruined. The memory shocked him awake. He raced through his shower, not wanting Kaitlyn to be out of his sight for more than a moment or two.

He dried off quickly, wrapped the towel around his waist, and rushed out, freezing in his tracks when he saw the door hanging open.

“Kaitlyn,” he said.

She appeared with the hairbrush, pulling the door closed as she entered, and tossing the car keys back on the dresser. “Sorry, forgot to bring this in. My hair will be a tangled mess if I don’t brush it out.”

“Oh.” He walked over to the door and put the night lock on, then looked out the window next to it for a moment. Quiet as a church.

“You got done in a hurry,” she said as she pulled the towel off her head. She looked in the mirror over the dresser and began to brush her thick black hair, water hitting the wood of the dresser. “Shoot, I’d better do this in the bathroom. I’m getting everything wet.”

“Mind if I watch you?” he asked.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, but I got nervous when I couldn’t see you.”

She chuckled. “Oh, great, and then I’ve got the door hanging open. Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” he said.

“What got you so nervous?”

“I remembered that we’d taken a shower earlier today, in a place that’s been destroyed,” he said. She froze.

“Crap. You’re right.”

“Sorry,” Seth said. “We’re miles away from there, and they don’t have a way to find us. We’ll probably be fine.”

“I know, but we’ll both be nervous for a while,” she said.

“You look pretty calm.”

“I’m with you, and we’re away from it all,” she said. “I know it won’t last long, but I’m going to enjoy it while I can. You coming?” She walked towards the bathroom.

He followed her, mind still reeling, trying to think of anything that might lead the enemy to them.

“You didn’t have to give names in the office, did you?”

She began brushing her hair again. “We gave phony names. Megan and I are sisters. We’re both newlyweds, like I said.”

“They didn’t question why I wasn’t there?”

“Nope,” Kaitlyn said. “The old lady in the office looked half-asleep. She’s tribal.”

“Why’d you bring that up?”

“So you’d know she’s not connected to the bad guys,” Kaitlyn said.

“Oh. Good.”

“You think you can leave me alone for a few minutes, so I can finish up?”

“Sure,” Seth said. “I’ll climb into bed. Maybe turn on the TV.”

“Okay, be there in a few minutes,” she said. “Hey.”

He stopped, looking back at her.

“I love you. It’s going to be okay. Don’t worry.”

“I won’t,” Seth said, knowing that wasn’t true. Clear your mind, he thought to himself as he picked up the TV remote. He switched it on, then dropped his towel and slid into bed. The sheets felt nice after sleeping who-knows-where for a while.

The local news was just ending, one of the late night comedy shows coming on. The host was heaping ridicule on Governor Nelson of Texas, making him out to be a poor-man’s Sam Houston, clamping down on non-whites in Texas. Seth angrily changed the channel, finding one of the celebrity gossip shows, turning the sound down to background-noise level.

“Hey, honey, want me to fill a water glass for you?” Kaitlyn asked.

“Yes,” Seth said. He felt nervous all of a sudden. Kaitlyn noticed when she came in.

“Something on TV bothering you?” She still had the towel wrapped tightly around her curvy form, putting her hand on the front as she bent down and set the glass of water down on his bedside table.

“Just butterflies,” he said. “This is the first time we’re in a real bed together.”

She chuckled, moving to her side of the bed. “You always sleep on the right?”

Seth laughed. “Hell, I don’t know. I haven’t lived with anybody before, so I never really gave it much thought. I’m flexible. At home my bedside table was on this side.”

“Well, I like the left,” she said.

“Should I turn off the light?”

“Do you want to?” she asked, standing before him. “You haven’t gotten a good look at me, you know.”

Seth groaned, feeling himself starting to respond. “Yes, I’d rather leave it on.”

“Good,” she said, undoing the towel, letting it drop slowly off her body, her soft curves coming into view.

“Oh, geez, you’re beautiful,” he said, eyes locked on her.

She pulled the covers all the way back, exposing him. “Yes, you like me all right.” She climbed onto the bed and pulled the covers back over them, moving towards him.

“I didn’t think women were visual the way that men are,” Seth said, his hand going onto her side as she cuddled against him. She was soft, a little on the cool side.

“Men don’t understand what women like,” Kaitlyn said. “You’re handsome and well built, but I already knew that. I need to warm a little bit. You mind?”

“I love it,” he said, pulling her closer, his hands roaming on her back.

“If I get any closer, I’ll be on top of you,” she whispered.

“Is that a problem?”

“No,” she said, moving over further, all the way on top of him now, her face against his, kissing him lightly. Their hands roamed all over each other, and then Seth kissed her on the mouth, tenderly but with passion that was rising fast.

“Oh, God,” she said, starting to move around on him, returning the kiss. “Tonight won’t be a marathon, but I need you. Now. I’m ready.”

“Yes,” Seth said, kissing her again as they joined.

“Oh, Seth,” she cried. “I love you so.”

Their passion rose to a fever pitch, but was over quickly, both of them crashing afterwards, not waking until it was light. Kaitlyn woke up first and turned towards him, watching him sleep, his expression almost angelic. He woke after a few minutes.

“Hey,” he said softly, eyes barely open. “Is it morning already?”

“It is,” she said, kissing him on the forehead. “I’m glad we got that over with.”

“Over with?” Seth asked, turning on his side towards her. “That didn’t sound very good.

She kissed him passionately, then broke and stared into his eyes. “Doesn’t it make you nervous the first time? Especially with somebody you really want?”

“Not sure what you mean.”

“Some people who are compatible mentally have problems physically,” she said. “You’ve never had that experience?”

“I’ve had it the other way around.”

“Men,” she said, smirking at him, coming in for another kiss, then studying his face with sharp intensity.

“You okay?” he asked. She didn’t say anything; she just petted the side of his face, looking serious, eyes locked on him.

“So, this is what it’s like,” she muttered.

“What are you saying? Do we work?”

“Oh, honey,” she said. “You’re kidding, right?”

“Well you haven’t said anything.”

“We’re perfect,” she said. “Won’t be able to keep our hands off each other. We need to discuss some things.”

“Like what?” he asked. “You’re so serious all of a sudden.”

“Timing,” she said.

“Timing?”

“Kids, silly,” she said.

“Oh. Yeah, we’d better talk about that. I’ll need to get some protection.”

“Not today, though,” she said. “I should be safe for at least a week.”

“So, what should we do today?”

Kaitlyn’s phone dinged. “Text.” She rolled away from him and took it off the charger on her bedside table.

“Megan?”

Kaitlyn snickered as she read. “Yeah. Wow.”

“What?”

“Never mind. Girl talk.”

“Oh, brother,” Seth said. “We were talking about today, remember?”

“Do we have anywhere to be?”

“Not really,” Seth said.

“Good, then I suggest we stay in bed, except when we need to get food,” she said.

“Oh, really?” Seth asked.

“Yeah, I think we can keep each other plenty busy, and I doubt we’ll hear much from Megan and Angel.”

“Good, then come here,” Seth said, pulling her over, rolling on top of her. They kissed passionately, forgetting about the world for a little while, knowing in the back of their minds that their break would be over soon enough.

To be continued…

 

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