Without Law 18 Eric Vall (reading well TXT) 📖

If it was difficult for us to see, though, then it would be even more difficult for the NK troops. We didn’t have to block an enemy attack, they did, and we could use that lack of clear sight against them.

Once we crossed the bridge into Yorktown, I quickly made it up to Colonial Parkway, and soon enough, I could see our group out by the road working.

There were some sandbag covers set up for people to hide behind, and while I could see them at the moment, it was only because there were people still making them. The places the group had chosen to set the cover up would be well hidden by trees and bushes once everything was in place.

The area around the attack point was mostly grass and foliage with some trees scattered here and there. It was an ideal area to attack from since there was just enough natural cover to hide us in plain sight.

“Hey,” I called as I pulled the jeep up and parked it.

“Hey!” Johnny, the leader of the doomsday prepper guys, called out. “I see you guys brought back something good.”

“We try to always bring back something good,” I laughed as I stepped out of the jeep. “But this time, we got something really good.”

“This thing’s a beast,” he chuckled as he patted the Skysweeper.

“It took the girls and I a good bit of strength to get it attached to the trailer hitch,” I admitted. “It’ll be smoother to take it off if we can get everybody to try at once.”

“Alright.” Johnny nodded. “Let’s get this baby off, then.”

“Wait,” I said, and I looked around at the people still setting up the cover for us. “We need to figure out where exactly it needs to be. It’ll be a lot easier to deal with if we only have to move it once, then I can back the jeep up to where it needs to be.”

“You’re right,” Johnny said, and he looked around. “Where are you thinking?”

I surveyed the area. There was the foliage and trees in front of me where we were setting up our cover, then behind me was the road. There was one bridge on the left, and one on the right. The bridge on my right would be taken out before the NK troops arrived, but the one on the left would remain intact.

If the NK troops had the MiGs out with them, they could fly around anywhere overhead. The aircrafts weren’t limited the way the vehicles would be, which meant it didn’t necessarily matter where the M51 got put, it just needed to be concealed well enough that the MiGs couldn’t spot it easily from the air, and the ground troops couldn’t spot it from the road.

I pursed my lips as I looked around at our hideout area once more. The civilians had set up six sandbag covers already, so the easiest thing to do would be to use one of them.

One of the covers was placed near a small group of tall trees, and I decided that would be the area we’d go with. The trees would be tall enough that the M51 wouldn’t be extremely visible from the sky unless someone was looking for it. There should be enough cover from the sandbags and branches that the ground troops wouldn’t be able to spot it easily, either.

“Let’s set it up over there,” I said with a point.

“I was thinking that, too.” Johnny nodded. “Pull her over, and we’ll help you offload. Hey, everybody, meet me over here!”

“Thanks,” I told the man with a clap on the shoulder, then I hopped back in the jeep and fired it up.

“Thank god we have so many people now,” Tara said as I pulled the jeep over to the treed area.

“I know.” Anna nodded. “I mean, I like to think I’m pretty strong, but that shit was heeeaaaavvvyyy.”

“If I was any older I would’ve thrown my back out,” the platinum-blonde said.

“Isn’t Tav older than us?” Paige asked.

“I am,” I chuckled. “And I assure you, my back is just fine.”

“Yeah, but that’s Tav,” Tara said with a wave of her hand.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked.

“You’re different.” Tara shrugged.

“That explains nothing,” Paige said.

“I don’t know,” Tara scoffed and rolled her eyes. “He’s Tav, he’s, like, not human or something.”

“Are you saying Tav is an alien?” Paige laughed.

“No, he’s like that super man from the movies,” Tara said, and she squinted as she thought. “What’s his name?”

“Do you mean Superman?” Anna asked.

“Yeah, him,” Tara said with a grin. “Tav’s like that guy. He’s just super good at everything.”

“Except disguises,” Paige muttered.

“Hey, Paige, can I borrow your glasses?” I asked with a laugh. “I want to turn into somebody else.”

Bailey, Anna, and Paige cracked up at my joke, but Tara just stared at me blankly in the rearview mirror as I backed the jeep into place.

“I don’t get it,” the platinum-blonde said.

“We know,” Anna sighed and shook her head.

“Did Superman wear glasses?” Tara asked. “I don’t remember ever seeing him in glasses.”

“Well, I guess his disguise wasn’t that terrible,” Anna snickered. “It fooled Tara.”

“Whatev,” Tara said as Bailey, Paige, Anna, and I all shared a laugh.

I followed Johnny’s prompts as I backed up the trailer, and once it was in place, I turned off the jeep, and the girls and I hopped out to help.

All of the civilians had come over to assist as well, and between the two dozen or so of us, moving the M51 became a much easier task than it had been with just the girls and I.

“Have you heard from Hammer?” I asked Johnny once the Skysweeper was in place.

“Not yet.” He shook his head.

“Alright,”