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

phone and take pictures in cases like that.”
    “Was it a gunship?” asked Jerry.
    “No, it was armed, but it wasn’t an attack helicopter. No mini-guns or missiles.”
    “Good,” Jerry said.
    “Next site,” Frank said. There was a good tree in the right position. He looked and Jerry, and saw him nod, so he marked it.
    “We’d better hurry, it’s getting dark,” Jerry said.
    “I don’t think we’ll get them all done tonight. There’s about ten to go. We’ll have to finish in the morning.”
    “Agreed. We want a good view of the sites,” Jerry said. “One more?”
    “Yes, we’re almost to the spot.”
    “So what’s the world going to look like in five years, Frank?”
    “I don’t know, but I’ve been giving it a lot of thought. Jane and I had planned on a lot of relaxing years, split between traveling in the motor home and hanging out in Redondo Beach. Now I’ll feel lucky if we survive the next few months.”
    “Make plans and the devil laughs. That the next spot?” Jerry asked.
    “Yep, that’s it. Nice tree right there.” Frank marked the spot. “Alright, let’s head back to the clubhouse.”
    Jerry nodded, and they turned back towards the front of the park. They could see Charlie’s team heading back too. They met up on the Clubhouse veranda.
    “How’d you guys do?” asked Charlie.
    “We have eight or nine to finish. Got too dark,” Frank said.
    “We only have three left,” Charlie said. “Catch them in the morning.”
    “Yeah, it won’t take long,” Jerry said.
    Jasmine saw Jerry walk in, and she ran over and hugged him.
    “You done for the day, honey?” she asked.
    “Yes, finally,” Jerry said. “How are you holding up?”
    “I’m fine,” she said. “I’ll help you guys with the camera setup tomorrow. Maybe we can get it all done if we blitz it.”
    “Hopefully,” he said.
    Jane walked over to Frank and leaned against him. He looked at her and smiled.
    “I’m going to go be with Hilda,” Charlie said. “She got moved into her bedroom. What about Jeb?”
    “Somebody will have to relieve him,” Frank said. “Maybe we can get the Army to help us out.”
    “Yeah, maybe,” Charlie said. “I’ll be back later.” He walked out of the clubhouse.
    Major Hobbs and Lieutenant James walked in. They were talking to each other in hushed tones.
    “Frank and Jerry, have a minute?” asked the Major.
    “Sure,” Frank said. He walked over and Jerry joined him.
    “Any news about the chopper, Major Hobbs?” asked Jerry.
    “Nope, it just vanished,” he said. “They’re sending out some choppers with night vision to see if they pick up any heat profile. This area is huge with a lot of canyons, though, so it’s kind of like looking for a needle in a haystack.”
    “Exactly what we’re worried about,” Frank said.
    “How much chance is there that the crew of that chopper were plants?” asked Jerry.
    Major Hobbs looked down for a minute, thinking.
    “Of course that thought has crossed our minds,” he said. “So far the plants have been lower level folks who joined since the administration started the service for citizenship program. The pilot of that chopper was a twenty year man, so I don’t see him being in on it. There were two airmen on that chopper that were recent enlistees, though.”
    “Could either of them fly a chopper?” asked Jerry.
    “I don’t know, but I’ll try to find out,” Lieutenant James said.
    “What’s on your mind, Major?” asked Frank. “You came over here to talk to us about something.”
    “Yes, I’d like to have some of my men relieve your folks, in the blind and up on the roof of the store, and perhaps have some of them patrol the perimeter. I need to keep them busy and alert.”
    “I was hoping you were going to offer,” Frank said. “Jerry and I were just talking about it. Jeb and the Sheriff have been at it all day long. They could really use a break.”
    “Good,” he said. “Could you call the Sheriff and let