"No." "Why not?" "Let me see your license." "How hard can it be?" The advance squad was 2.89 miles from the checkpoint position, several of them standing beside a Stryker ICV in desert camouflage, making itself visually distinguishable against the lush
She thought about the footage of JABS deploying bridges across the Niagara River. She remembered watching the footage of battle tanks, MRAPs, and wheeled APCs moving across southern Ontario. She knew about the steady insurgencies and the need for secrecy. She saw the American propaganda networks showing their victories pushing
"Maybe one of those muffins with the rock salt on it and the chocolate chunks." "Honestly, I'd kill for just like a can of Diet Coke." "I don't think they'll do it for me though, I've burned
I could clearly hear their conversation and see them before they knew I was within range. Two Zeroworries PMC soldiers in plate carriers were focused on debating the merits of the private cargo company equipment, which had been delivering on behalf of BLM and the PMCs back at the resort.
The night was otherwise uneventful. At about 10:30 I had to break up an impromptu mini-stick hockey tourney outside my door, but I still have a teacher voice after all these years. Wobbly-legged parents came to see the hubbub, and between the "It's time for bed&
My eyes opened. The adrenaline coursing through my veins and the heat of the burning Bronco surge into my brain like a cannon shot to the gut rippling against a fat man's stomach. I was back on the ground, covered in... something? I could smell the metallic viscera
"Ultranationalists, or something like that I guess. That's what we're dealing with from what you described," Clyde interrupted. "We're used to those kinds of things but this well armed out here, that's a bit new." "They'
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After driving past the batteries of anti-aircraft ordinance along the ridges into the city, and into the safely defended interior gate wall of the city, I approached the entrance to the underground garages, which split the traffic into the distinct lanes marked for private vehicles, private vehicles with three or
The narcotic haze was washing over me and while I recognized the pain I was in, I truly did not care about it, as my opiate receptors were fully satisfied, leading towards the whatever pathways in the wherever, deep the viscera and ichor that constituted my insides. The TV was
Audio connected. "-you said thirty, I say it's more like fifty." "I'm telling you, it's thirty." No Interface connected Mobility test suite [PASS] Network test suite [PASS] Data Ingress Test [PASS] Data Egress Test [PASS] Downloading updates..............DONE Installing Updates
The power bank switched over to the second array, briefly allowing the stark shadow of the table to shroud the baseboard control panel. After the switch over was complete, it resumed casting the pale green glow of its charge level indicator light. Alexander Williams finished the daily Wordle, and felt
Sitting in the front seat of the Toyota Rav 4, I guessed I had about an hour left of charge before I'd have to switch over to the backup battery, and then I'd need to hope my hotel had a Supercharger, or at least somewhere I
After a night without incident, I was awoken by Jake coming in the front door of the sunroom. I found myself on what had turned out to be a La-Z-Boy sectional. In my drugged out haze, I didn't quite recognize as something more than a thing available to
With my standard arm reattached, David and Clyde had worked out their differences, and were now looking over the diagnostic results on their screens, making sure I'd configured the connection to the correct frequency and rate. Satisfied, we walked on foot back up to the central buildings of
I told Clark first. At least I knew he'd be able to check up on things if I was gone for a while. Pulling into his Supercharger station, I thought about the times I'd stopped in here when I was younger, and not believing they'
I could tell it was Travis by the shape of his silhouette in the light of the doorway. Fully in the throes of extremely poorly timed diarrhea, I hoped to God that he was bringing me another bucket or something because the smell of my own filth was starting to
"Hang on a second," he said to me, putting his left hand on my chest. "What's in those?" The young man in the grey fatigue jacket points his FN P90 awkwardly at my sling bag and then my shoulder, indicating my backpack. I scan
Feeling relieved that I didn't have to relive the experience of hauling another body out of the woods this spring in addition to 500 pounds of crushed fiberglass and steel, I cranked back a couple of caffeine pills, took a sip of water from my dented up Aurora
Looking in the mirror, the bruise from Mitch's shotgun had faded to a greenish yellow which I didn't think was too bad. From the window facing outside I smell meat hitting the grill and I can tell it's going to be "chow time&