Redaction: Extinction Level Event (Part I)

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David thumped the steering wheel, felt the impact rattle up his arm. Son of a bitch! He had more than one man in his unit, and there sure as hell wasn’t a thousand soldiers on base. Hell, there might not be that many Reservists in Phoenix. His men would damn well survive.Leaning to the left, he cranked the wheel, turning into his temporary base. The paper Mavis had given him slid across the seat.Plague.Hanta.Redaction.And fucking nuclear meltdown.Where were the swarms of locusts blotting out th...e sun and frogs raining from the sky? Tires squealed as he braked to a stop near the guard shack.A rail thin private flew out of the two-by-four foot plywood building aiming his M-4 at David’s head.Great! A fucking nervous private. A sure fire way to get his ass shot. Wouldn’t that be the cherry on his day? Eying the M-4’s quivering muzzle, David kept his hands in view as the young soldier approached.Halfway toward the driver’s side, the private switched on the flashlight attachment.Light burned the back of David’s eyes, and he squeezed them shut.MoreLess

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