Grid Attack (Cyber War #2) Read Online Free PDF Page A
Author: Emerson Hawk
Tags: post-apocalyptic fiction
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Tony, Kat and Carl spent the rest of the day planning their route. They knew it was going to be a long trip. The truck they had wasn’t a four-wheel drive so they couldn’t take anything that would leave them stranded. They had to stay on some kind of road at all cost.
It took them several days to pack up everything they were planning on bringing. Most of it being food and water, the water filters, ammo and guns and as many clothes as they could bring for both summer and winter.
Since they figured they may not ever see the house again because it most likely would have be looted before they made it back up to the city, they limited the personal items only taking things like a few photographs.
It was heartbreaking for all of them. There were so many memories that they wanted to bring, but they just didn’t have the space. Kat decided to take a couple of plastic tubs and put some of their personal items that they were leaving in it and had the guys put it up in the attic. At least if the house were looted, the odds of someone actually going up into the attic was slim.
They all made sure to also pack a backpack that they could each take should something happen and they had to abandon the truck or if the truck died.
They pulled out the leaves of the dining room table to use as a template. It was almost as big as the truck bed and they figured they wanted to put as much as possible in the truck but keep it low enough to pull a tarp tight over what they had.
Plus, they figured that one of them could travel in the truck bed under the tarp, lying down so that they were out of sight.
The worst part was that the truck was white, so it stood out especially at night. They figured it would be best to travel in the early morning when most people would actually still be sleeping or waking from sleep and the odds would be smaller that they would run up against someone.
They spent the time going over plans until they were all exhausted from even trying. Their minds were all turning to mush, so they chose to just give themselves a day to just rest and not think too much about the trip.
It helped that Kat was really good now at making stews and soups that were hearty and tasted good. They all had a great meal and took turns napping to try to recoup some of the energy that they all had expended the last few days trying to make sure they didn’t forget anything.
Katherine had found several boxes and punched holes in them for the chickens. There were eight birds and she figured two birds per box so they wouldn’t freak out because they had a pal for the trip. Plus, chickens normally go quiet in the dark so it wouldn’t hurt them to be in the box for a day or so if needed.
She wasn’t sure where she would put them once we got to her mom’s house but she figured there would be plenty of garage space if she needed it.
Tony told her to just wait until we got there before she started planning that. She knew he was right. At this point, getting out of the city was the priority.
They knew they had a hectic trip ahead of them and since they had no way of knowing what lie ahead, there was no sense in planning.
Kat set her phone to go off at 3 a.m. They figured it would take them an hour to get the truck loaded and didn’t want to do it until they were ready to actually leave.
They would be on the road by 4 a.m. at the latest. It was going to be hard to sleep due to the high anxiety, but they tried anyway.
They guys sprawled out on the sectional while Kat curled up on the recliner as they watched the firelight.
“I love you.” Kat spoke into the darkness over to Tony. “No matter what happens, I love you.”
“I love you, too. Don’t worry. We’ll make it.” He responded with a certain amount of reserve in his voice.
“Well, since we are all getting emotional, I just wanted to say thanks to you both. Being here with you has really helped me
Tony, Kat and Carl spent the rest of the day planning their route. They knew it was going to be a long trip. The truck they had wasn’t a four-wheel drive so they couldn’t take anything that would leave them stranded. They had to stay on some kind of road at all cost.
It took them several days to pack up everything they were planning on bringing. Most of it being food and water, the water filters, ammo and guns and as many clothes as they could bring for both summer and winter.
Since they figured they may not ever see the house again because it most likely would have be looted before they made it back up to the city, they limited the personal items only taking things like a few photographs.
It was heartbreaking for all of them. There were so many memories that they wanted to bring, but they just didn’t have the space. Kat decided to take a couple of plastic tubs and put some of their personal items that they were leaving in it and had the guys put it up in the attic. At least if the house were looted, the odds of someone actually going up into the attic was slim.
They all made sure to also pack a backpack that they could each take should something happen and they had to abandon the truck or if the truck died.
They pulled out the leaves of the dining room table to use as a template. It was almost as big as the truck bed and they figured they wanted to put as much as possible in the truck but keep it low enough to pull a tarp tight over what they had.
Plus, they figured that one of them could travel in the truck bed under the tarp, lying down so that they were out of sight.
The worst part was that the truck was white, so it stood out especially at night. They figured it would be best to travel in the early morning when most people would actually still be sleeping or waking from sleep and the odds would be smaller that they would run up against someone.
They spent the time going over plans until they were all exhausted from even trying. Their minds were all turning to mush, so they chose to just give themselves a day to just rest and not think too much about the trip.
It helped that Kat was really good now at making stews and soups that were hearty and tasted good. They all had a great meal and took turns napping to try to recoup some of the energy that they all had expended the last few days trying to make sure they didn’t forget anything.
Katherine had found several boxes and punched holes in them for the chickens. There were eight birds and she figured two birds per box so they wouldn’t freak out because they had a pal for the trip. Plus, chickens normally go quiet in the dark so it wouldn’t hurt them to be in the box for a day or so if needed.
She wasn’t sure where she would put them once we got to her mom’s house but she figured there would be plenty of garage space if she needed it.
Tony told her to just wait until we got there before she started planning that. She knew he was right. At this point, getting out of the city was the priority.
They knew they had a hectic trip ahead of them and since they had no way of knowing what lie ahead, there was no sense in planning.
Kat set her phone to go off at 3 a.m. They figured it would take them an hour to get the truck loaded and didn’t want to do it until they were ready to actually leave.
They would be on the road by 4 a.m. at the latest. It was going to be hard to sleep due to the high anxiety, but they tried anyway.
They guys sprawled out on the sectional while Kat curled up on the recliner as they watched the firelight.
“I love you.” Kat spoke into the darkness over to Tony. “No matter what happens, I love you.”
“I love you, too. Don’t worry. We’ll make it.” He responded with a certain amount of reserve in his voice.
“Well, since we are all getting emotional, I just wanted to say thanks to you both. Being here with you has really helped me
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