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Bugout Part 119 – Street Pickup

Bob:

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

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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Jeb’s jeep led the way this time, with Malcolm’s following closely behind. They raced down the dark highway, heading for the interstate.

“Any other movement?” Jackson asked, seeing Kurt looking at his iPhone.

“At the RV Park? No, still the same number of icons. Hope Jane and Jasmine are watching. They get a lot more detailed view. I can’t tell if they’re heading towards our coaches or not with this app.”

Jeb’s phone dinged. He pulled it out and looked at it as he drove.

“The girls?” Kurt asked.

“Here, read it,” Jeb said, handing his phone over to him. “I’m about to get onto I-80.”

Kurt nodded and looked at the text message. “Uh oh.”

“What?” Jeb asked.

“There’s another group of cretins heading east on I-80.”

“Really? How many?”

“Jasmine’s saying about forty. Probably wondering why they lost contact with their away team.”

“That means they’ve probably alerted…

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Bugout Part 118 – Fire in the Canyon

Bob:

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

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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Jeb froze as the young Islamist pointed his AK-47 at him. Then the Islamist heard a click. He looked up just as an arrow from Malcolm’s crossbow struck him in the chest. He fell to the ground, his rifle falling out if his hands and starting to slide. Jeb lunged for it, grabbing it before it could make a noisy fall down the side of the hill.

“Freeze, one of em’s looking up here,” Kurt whispered. Jeb stopped, his heart racing, afraid to move a muscle.

“Okay, he turned around,” whispered Kurt. Jeb slowly backed up and over the ridge, out of sight.

“Good thing the pajama boys insist on wearing black,” Jeb whispered. “They probably can’t see him lying there.”

“Yeah,” Kurt said. That was close.

Malcolm came over. Jeb looked up at him and nodded. “Much obliged,” he said. “Nice shooting.”

“Don’t mention it,” Malcolm said. “I only…

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Bugout Part 117 – Mortars on the Ridge

Bob:

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

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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“Ready to go?” asked Jeb.

“Yeah, we’re taking off now,” Malcolm said.

“We’ll be behind you in about fifteen minutes,” Jeb replied. He sat back down in the driver’s seat of his coach and looked out through the front windshield. The shadows were getting long, but it was still over an hour before sunset.

“You be careful,” Rosie said. “I want to see my man again.”

“I will, honey,” Jeb said. “Don’t worry. We’ll be alright.”

“Come here and give me kiss,” she said, her eyes welling up with tears.

He got up and kissed her, then stared into her face for a few seconds, brushing the tears away. Then he got up and went to the back, to grab his handgun and his bowie knife.

“Just about time, Jeb?” Kurt asked.

“Another few minutes,” Jeb replied.

“Good. Looks like the two pajama boys that went to town are back…

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Bugout Part 116 – Stowaway

Bob:

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

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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“We almost there?” Rosie asked, sitting in the passenger seat of Jeb’s rig.

“Yeah, about ten minutes, I’d say,” Jeb said.

“Good,” she said. “You afraid?”

“No,” Jeb said. “I’m anxious.”

“Okay, then I be afraid enough for both,” she said. Jeb looked at her and chuckled.

“It’ll be okay,” Jeb said.

“Hey, Jeb, the bigger group of cretins is only about two hours from Sidney now,” Jackson said, “but they aren’t moving very fast. Probably traffic getting out of the Denver area.” He was sitting at the dinette with the other men.

“Not surprised,” Jeb said. “Everybody’s trying to high tail it.”

“We’ll have to arrange a nice welcoming party,” Earl said.

“Hey, I just thought of something,” Kurt said. “We’re going to have to be careful at that RV Park. Remember that our pictures made their wall of shame…some of them might recognize us.”

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