Bugout Part 36 – Canada On Fire

Bob:

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

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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“How long should it have taken for the chopper to get back to base?” Frank asked. “It only just left.”

“It should have been back within twenty minutes,” Major Hobbs said. “Fifteen if they had a tail wind. The base isn’t all that far as the crow flies. It’s a ways to drive to because of the way the highways are laid out around the hills.”

“So it’s only about half an hour late at this point?” asked Earl. “Maybe they stopped to help somebody else out.”

“Maybe,” Major Hobbs said. “They can’t get them on the radio, though. That is worrisome.”

“Yes, it is,” Jane said.

“We should have just shot that creep here,” Jackson said. “He has an uncanny way of making it out alive, in case you hadn’t noticed.”

“Why don’t we go about our business and not worry about it right this second,” Frank said. “We…

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Bugout Part 35 – Chopper Transport

Bob:

The next chapter of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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“Well, what now, Major?” asked Officer Simmons. “It will be a pleasure to end your career.”

Jerry laughed from up in the blind.

“You’re no CIA agent, traitor. And now you’ve got four rifles and a shotgun pointed at you. Please don’t drop the gun.”

Officer Simmons looked around at all the guns pointed at him. Then he shook his head and threw his pistol to the ground.

“Sheriff, you got your handcuffs on you?” asked Major Hobbs.

“Sure as hell do,” he said. “Everybody keep this jerk covered. I’ll cuff him and frisk him.”

The Sheriff handed the shotgun to his Deputy, who had snuck around behind him in the bushes.

“If he tries anything, blast this jerk,” the Sheriff said. He walked over to Officer Simmons, spun him around, and got his hands behind his back. Then he put the cuffs on. He frisked him, stopping at his…

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Bugout Part 34 – Arizona’s Finest

Bob:

Here’s another episode of Bugout! from my story blog.
If you want to start from the beginning, go here:

http://scagsdalestales.wordpress.com/2014/06/23/bugout-part-1-lock-down-and-leave/

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“How are you nice folks doing?” asked Officer Simmons as he got out of the car. “I’m Officer Simmons.” He shook hands with Major Hobbs, and then looked over at Frank, who had a terrified look on his face.

“You remember who I am?” asked Frank.

“You don’t forget being shot,” Officer Simmons said. He had a smirk on his face. “If I wouldn’t have had body armor to deflect your shot, I wouldn’t be here now. Why the hell were you packing a .44 mag, anyway?”

Frank ignored the question.

“So what now?” he asked.

“You don’t need to worry about me,” Officer Simmons said. “I was trying to keep you guys in the Williams campsite because I thought you were all part of the militia. I know now that you weren’t, and I’m sorry about that.”

“We’ve continued to hear stories about you working against and then with…

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Bugout Part 33 – Dead Soldiers

Bob:

The next chapter of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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“You are right,” Major Dobbs said. “I haven’t seen any militia men anywhere back here. Only Islamist fighters. Even in the truck that we hit with the mortar round.”

“Did you contact Major Darcy yet?” asked Frank.

“No, and that’s worrisome,” he said. “Feel like sneaking up there with me?”

“I was going either way. Jane is up there.” Frank said.

“Alright, I’ll let my privates know. You want to take anybody else?”

“I’d say Jerry, but he’s tracking right now. Probably a good idea to keep him on that.”

“OK,” Major Hobbs said. He trotted over to where his men were going through the wreckage of the trucks, and let them know he would be gone for a few minutes. He rejoined Frank, and they walked towards the gate.

“Sheriff, we are going up front for a few minutes,” Frank said as they went by the blind.

“Who?”

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