Bugout Part 161 – Used Tioga

Bob:

Here’s the next episode of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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It was a cloudy morning. Humidity was high, and it smelled like rain. Trish woke up sweaty, tight against Terry. She reached up to his head and petted his cheek. He stirred.

“Good morning, beautiful,” Terry said sleepily, turning towards her.

“Muggy,” she said. “My nightgown is stuck to me.”

“Well, you should have left it off,” Terry said, grinning.

“Yeah, you’d like that, mister,” she said. “What’s up today?”

“I don’t know,” Terry said. “I have guard duty on the roof, but not until late this afternoon. I thought maybe I’d get back to working on this place.”

“Doing what?” she asked.

“Getting the other power masts working,” he said. “We’ve got to clean up that mess on the front lawn, too, but that’s going to take more than just me.”

“The General’s helicopter,” Trish said. “Maybe we ought to leave that there, and put a little fence around…

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Bugout Part 160 – Big Freezer

Bob:

Here’s the next episode of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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The two Jeeps and a rented Ford pulled up to the clubhouse, and everybody got out.

“C’mon, I’ll show you the dungeon,” Malcolm said to Ted. “You ain’t gonna believe it.”

The two of them went down into the lounge with George and Heidi.

The Sheriff, Charlie, and Jackson went into the clubhouse. Jerry, Frank, Jasmine, and Jane were at the computer table. Mary walked out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee, Kurt following her. They joined Hilda at a table near the kitchen door. Hilda got up when Charlie walked in, and rushed over to him.

“Thank God you’re back,” Hilda said, hugging him. “You guys stop her?”

“Yeah, we got her and her clan,” Charlie said. “She had quite a few people with her. Turned into a shootout.”

“I was afraid of that,” Hilda said.

“I don’t think the local cops thought much of that,” the…

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Bugout Part 159 – Urban Warfare

Bob:

Here’s the next episode of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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Malcolm’s Jeep Unlimited slowed as it cruised down the street.

“That’s it, at the end of the block,” he said. It was a two story building, with a storefront on the ground floor and a residence on the second.

“Don’t go up any further,” Jackson said. “There’s somebody up on the roof. See him? He’s got a rifle.”

“You’ve got good eyes, Jackson,” Malcolm said as he pulled to the curb. “Wonder if I can get close enough to take him out with the cross bow?

“That’d be good,” the Sheriff said. “Wonder how many people are inside?”

“No lights on the ground floor,” Malcolm said. “Wonder if that’s still a store?”

“Can’t tell,” the Sheriff said.

The three men got out of the car. The street was quiet, it’s early 20th century Main Street buildings all dark. George parked his jeep behind Malcolm’s and got out with Heidi…

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Bugout Part 158 – Double Double Cross

Bob:

Here’s the next episode of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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General Hogan came back into the clubhouse. He walked over to Frank and Jasmine.

“The others still watching that VHS?” he asked.

Frank sighed. “Yeah. What’s up?”

“You guys were right about the lead. They’re building shelters. Call up this satellite.” He slipped Frank a piece of paper. Frank typed on his keyboard, and logged into the satellite.

“See, look at those modular houses there,” he said.

“They look like double wide’s,” Frank said. Jasmine looked over Frank’s shoulder.

“There’s enough of those for a thousand men?”

“That’s only part of them. Move to the south about two miles.”

Frank navigated south, and gasped. “There’s an industrial park that close?”

“Yeah,” General Hogan said. “It was abandoned.”

“They know they can’t win, so why go through this?” Jasmine asked. “Why not just make for Mexico and slip out through a harbor or something?”

“They aren’t interested in getting away,” General…

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