Sax and Kevin took up a position under the trailer of their rig, setting up their M60s on the tripods, watching Riviera Road.
“We wait until they’re trapped, right?” Kevin asked.
“Yeah,” Sax said, checking his belt. “This is gonna be a bloodbath. We might not survive.”
“I know, but we can’t walk away,” Kevin said. “It’s our duty. I want this country to be here for my kids.”
“You popped the question yet?”
Kevin chuckled. “Playing hard to get, but Kristi won’t take that for much longer.”
“She’s a fine woman, man. Don’t lose her.”
“I won’t. Hope I live to have her as my wife.”
“You will,” Sax said.
Kevin’s phone rang. “Juan.” He answered it.
“Kevin?” Juan asked.
“Yeah. You guys ready to block up the street?”
“Engines running, rigs pointed in that direction. You’ll see them come through first, so I’ll rely on you to give…
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