Going Home by Angery American

Author:Angery American [American, Angery]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Tags: General Fiction, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9781479743254
Google: g5q0mPZOEQUC
Amazon: B00AGEXVV0
Barnesnoble: B00AGEXVV0
Goodreads: 17085384
Publisher: Xlibris
Published: 2012-11-28T08:00:00+00:00

7

I took one more look at the little hammock; people were still moving around, evidenced by lights moving around the camp. I gave Jess a last wave; she returned it. Turning around, I headed off into the woods. I finally found a place that suited me; these were some of the tallest palmettos I had ever seen. The stalks were a good four feet tall, the fans blooming out of the top. Looking back, I couldn’t see any sign of lights. I guess I was at least 150 or two hundred yards into the woods.

I set up a ridgeline for the tarp between two large stalks, about three feet off the ground, then stretched the tarp out and staked it out. After putting the pad and sleeping bag in, I dragged the pack in under the tarp with me. I quickly shucked my coat and boots and got into the bag. I laid the carbine down just under the edge of the bag and had the XD inside it with me. I was asleep before the sun ever breached the horizon.

Inside the bag, I was as warm as I could want. I slept well, although I woke up a few times, each time falling back into a restful sleep. The sun rose over a cloudy sky; it was very overcast, with a stiff breeze blowing, the sound of the tarp popping in the occasional gust that found its way through the trees. I stuck my head out of the bag and looked out the end of the shelter. Hmm, it’s gonna get cold. Checking my watch, it was three thirty in the afternoon.

Before the rain that I felt was inevitable started, I climbed out and stuck my feet in the boots, taking the antenna and slick line with me to get it put up. I knew I was supposed to move, but the weather was going to be shit, and I ain’t moving; I just don’t give a damn. It took several tries to get the slick line through the top of a large pine, but I finally got the wire pulled up and strung back to the shelter. Once inside, I pulled the radio out of the bag and turned it on. Putting the headset on, I started to scan the frequencies, just to see what I could find.

The traffic on the radio was picking up, or maybe I just had a better set for the antenna—I don’t know. I heard a transmission from a guy near Dallas. He was talking with another ham in Phoenix. They were comparing their situations. From the sounds of it, both cities were absolute hellholes.

The operator in Phoenix said the Mexican gangs were running wild. The local authorities tried to maintain order for a while, but they finally gave up. A group of MS13 attacked a food distribution site with automatic weapons. There were many deaths on both sides. Civilians caught in the cross fire died from rounds fired by both the gang members and LEOs on site.

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