Bug Out! Part 4: Mortars and Motorhomes Read Online Free PDF

maintenance shed.”
    “Good,” Jerry said. “I’m impressed with our new Sergeant, by the way. Sharp as a tack, and he knows how to listen too. A rare combination.”
    “There’s our first camera location,” Jerry said. “How about that tree right there?”
    Frank looked over to where he was pointing.
    “Perfect,” he said. They approached the tree and Frank pulled out the marker and made a large X.
    They continued on to the next spot. It was in back of the buildings.
    “There’s a good spot,” Frank said. “Wish these cameras had panning capability. We won’t get great coverage here.”
    “Maybe we can get some more cameras in town,” Jerry said.
    “Not a bad idea,” Frank said. He went over to the tree they both liked and put the big X on it with the marker.
    They continued down that side of the park, and got just past the barn.
    “Who goes there?” somebody said.
    “It’s Frank and Jerry, setting up the security system,” Frank said.
    Lieutenant James came walking around the corner, smiling.
    “Security system, huh?” he asked. “Good idea. Where’d you get the equipment?”
    “Hilda’s husband bought it a few years ago but never put it in,” Frank said. “It will take some work to tie it into the Wi-Fi system we have here, but it’s doable. We’ll be able to access the cameras from any device on the network once I’ve got it set up.”
    “You know something about this sort of thing, I take it?” asked the Lieutenant.
    “Yes, both I and Jerry worked on this kind of stuff,” Frank said.
    “Excellent,” he said.
    “How’s the barn working out?” asked Jerry.
    “Well, now that we have all of the straw raked out of here, it’s going to be perfect. Thanks for turning on these swamp coolers. It’s nicer in here than it is in the clubhouse, believe it or not.”
    “Good, glad to hear it,” Frank said.
    “We have a little extra room. I was wondering if you guys wanted us to bring the militia vehicles in here too.”
    “Good idea,” Frank said. “We don’t need to have those spotted from the air either.”
    “From the air?” asked Jerry. “Does the enemy have aircraft again?”
    “Forgot, you weren’t in on that conversation,” Frank said. “The enemy doesn’t have the ability to fly anything large. Our Air Force is blowing anything out of the sky that they see in short order. They do have some small drones, though. If you hear a model airplane sound and see one of those commercial drones flying around, shoot it down.”
    “You know that the radio range on those puppies is short, right?” Jerry said. “If somebody is flying one around here, they’ll be within 100-200 yards of it.”
    “I had a feeling that was the case,” Frank replied.
    “By the way, I have one of those small drones in my rig, Frank,” Jerry said. “I’ve got a camera on it. Great fun. If we need it for some reason, just let me know.”
    “Good,” the Lieutenant said. “Nice capability to have. We have some at the base, but they’re bigger and take trained personnel to handle.”
    “We better get going, Jerry,” Frank said. “We’re running out of daylight.”
    “Alright, let’s go to the next location.”
    “See you guys later,” the Lieutenant said. Frank and Jerry nodded and kept going.
    “You know what’s really going to suck?” asked Jerry.
    “What?”
    “If that chopper went down in some ravine around here, it might take years to find it. That means we’ll be looking over our shoulder for a long time.”
    “I was thinking the same thing, and I know it’s chewing up Jane.”
    “Yeah, I can imagine.”
    “Wonder if we’d see smoke if it crashed?” Frank asked.
    “Good question. Depends on a lot of things.”
    “And of course, it might not have crashed.”
    “Yes, the militia might have that chopper right now. Remember any call numbers on it?”
    “No,” Frank said. “I’m kicking myself for that now. I’m going have to make myself remember to pull out my