Bug Out! Part 9: RV Ambush by Robert Boren Read Free Book Online

genius.”
    “Obviously,” Malcolm said. “I’m glad we found each other. I think we’ll have an amazing partnership.”
    “Where are the cretins?” Jeb asked.
    “See that big diesel pusher over there?” Malcolm asked, pointing out the front windshield.
    “Yeah,” Jeb said.
    “That’s them. From what George overheard, that coach is full to the gills with explosives. They’re planning on blowing a bridge.”
    “There more than the four hits I see on the app over there?” Kurt asked.
    “Nope, we’ve only seen the four,” George said. “There are seven guys at the canyon. Looks like two of them drove into town to pick something up.”
    “You know how it is,” Jeb said, chuckling. “You always forget something on a camping trip.”
    Everybody laughed.
    “We might want to put a hold on the social hour for a while, guys,” Kurt said. “The bigger group is still on its way, and they’ll be there by nightfall.”
    “Yes,” Malcolm said. “We’ll need to set up after dark.”
    “Expecting that rig to join them out there?” Jeb asked.
    “That’s a good question,” George said. “The terrain isn’t something I’d like to drive a rig like that into. It might head out directly to the bridge and meet the rest of the men there.”
    “This is going to take some coordination,” Kurt said. “If we take the coach too early, they’ll tip off the group in the camp.”
    “Yeah, and you know as soon as we take out the camp, that coach is going to high-tail it,” Jeb said. “Not going to be a problem, though.”
    “Because we can see them with the app,” George said. “In fact, we might want to take out the camp, and then follow them. It would be good to know what they wanted to blow up.”
    “Yep,” Jeb said.
    “Okay,” Malcolm said. “So at night fall, we should take off for the canyon, but separately, so we don’t draw any attention from our friends there. I’ve got GPS coordinates.”
    “It might even be a good idea to leave this place before it gets dark,” Jeb said. “Why startle them with headlights? There’s not exactly a lot of night life around here. They’re gonna wonder who’s leaving.”
    “You know, that’s a damn good point,” George said. “How much stuff do you guys need to load into the jeep?”
    “Well, the mortars and rounds are already in there, along with a few grenades,” Jeb said. “So it’s just the rifles and the bows.”
    “Good,” George said. “I’ve already got the M107 loaded in our jeep.”
    “You guys have an M107?” Kurt asked, chuckling. “Holy shit.”
    “Yes, nice little gun,” George said. “I’ll take the OICW too.”
    “Now where the hell did you get one of those?” Jeb asked.
    “No comment,” George said, grinning.
    “What’s an OICW?” Jackson asked.
    “The gun that can shoot around corners,” Malcolm said, laughing.
    “It’s a weapon that fires programmable bullets,” George said. “It has a laser rangefinder and computer. If somebody is hiding behind something, you take range off the structure they’re behind, and then fire a bullet to the side. It blows up at the distance that the range finder detects.”
    “Oh,” Kurt said. “I remember reading about that thing. Didn’t the army deep six that program?”
    “Yeah, too expensive and too fragile,” George said. “Pity. I’ve only got about fifty rounds left, and when they’re gone, that’s it.”
    “Wonder if Jerry, Frank, and Gabe can figure out how to make more,” Kurt said. “Wouldn’t put it past them.”
    George laughed. “Well, I must say, I’m pretty damn impressed with these apps. Why is Frank so worried about getting the names?”
    “We’re seeing a lot of hits in Washington DC,” Kurt said. “Pentagon, Congressional Offices, and even the White House. If we could get to the names, then even after the cats out of the bag with the apps, they won’t be able to hide themselves.”
    “We have enemy operatives in our government?” Malcolm