Bug Out! Part 4: Mortars and Motorhomes

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just left for town, but we may have a problem,” Frank said.
    “What’s that?” asked Jackson.
    “The guy who knows how to fix it was guarding it last night. He’s dead.”
    “Oh, shit,” Charlie said.
    “I know how to work on those,” Jackson said. “I can go into town and help.”
    “Good, I was hoping somebody here knew about cellular,” Jerry said.
    “Let’s wait until we hear from the Sheriff,” Frank said. “Might just be cut wires again, or something simple like that.”
    “There might also be other experts in town, too,” Jasmine said.
    “Look, the President is about to speak,” Jane said, pointing to the screen. The group gathered around in front of the TV and waited.
    The President walked to the podium. He looked like he hadn’t gotten any sleep for days.
    “My fellow Americans,” he said. “By now you all know what happened in Chicago, in Brussels, in Singapore, and in Varanasi, India. Two things are obvious. First, our enemy wants to make this a war between civilization and their twisted view of Islam. Second, there is a second source of nuclear weapons available to them.”
    He paused as somebody walked up and handed him a piece of paper. He looked at it, his face grim. Then he looked back up.
    “We have been able to pinpoint the source of the nuclear weapons. It is Iran. Our intelligence had told us that they were not yet capable of producing weapons, but obviously that was incorrect. In the coming days, we will bottle up Iran, taking out every port, road, and airport. Nothing more will get in and out of that country. We don’t know how many more devices have already left that country. We expect more attacks, but will do everything in our power to prevent them.”
    “Finally, I have a message for Muslims. I know that most of you are good people who don’t condone this war. What I’m about to say is painful to me, and will be a shock to many of you. The civilized world will not allow itself to be dragged back to 600 AD. That will never happen. Muslim countries worldwide are now on notice. You are with us or against us. Countries that do not actively, concretely take steps to destroy the radical element in their countries will be attacked by the armed forces of the civilized world. The attacks won’t be pinpoint tactical attacks. They will be the kind of attacks visited on the Nazis during world war two, the last time that civilization was in danger of being destroyed. Do not make the mistake of thinking that we will go softly at this because we need your energy resources. We have discovered more of these resources in North America than exist in any other region of the world. We do not need you. We will not rebuild your countries, unless it is clear to us that radical views in your country are no longer prevalent. If you ignore us, we will destroy your country and your society, and walk away. The choice is yours. This has already gone too far. That is all for tonight. Sorry, I won’t take any questions.”
    Everybody in the room was silent for a few minutes, just staring at the TV.
    “This isn’t going to be over in our lifetime, is it?” Jane asked.
    “Probably not,” Jerry said. “There are radicals all over the globe, just hiding out. We are going to have to root them out and kill them, and it’s going to be a long, bloody job.”
    “Hey, the cell tower is working again,” Jasmine said, holding her phone above her head.
    “Good, I’m calling Sarah,” Jane said. She pulled out her phone and dialed. Then she put it down.
    “All circuits busy,” she said. “I’ll try Robbie.”
    Frank put his hand on hers. She looked over at him, worried.
    “What?” she asked.
    “Before you talk to him, I’ve got something I need to tell you,” Frank said.
    “He joined the army, didn’t he?” she asked.
    “Yes. He was about to tell you when the phones went dead last night.”
    “I had a feeling that was the case, when you said you were proud of him,” Jane said.
    “I’m

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