“Whatever gave you that idea?”
Laughing we moved towards the warehouse. The two deer decoys ram the fence setting off the alarm in the response team’s office, “Hey, what was that?”
“Looks like a deer ran into the fence again. “
“Yea, I told the Captain we should light up the fence, that’s the damn fifth deer to run into the fence this season, means we’re going to have to check it out in the morning.”
“Damn deer hit the weak pole bending the pole; the camera’s view is tilted.”
“Happens every damn time a deer hits the fence, we’ll check it tomorrow, I don’t feel like going out there in the middle of the night. If everything else is quiet, there’s no reason to rush. No one knows what in the warehouses.”
“If they did, we’d have to have the army protecting it.”
“Yup, some of the firearms stored there are nice; I think we have over five thousand ARs and four thousand AKs, not counting the ten thousand shotguns, plus a few hundred thousand rounds of ammo. If any of those dumb Tea Party nuts knew what’s in the warehouses, they would try to break in every night. Let’s get a fresh cup of coffee, I just hope we don’t have to clean up another injured deer tomorrow.”
“Why don’t we leave it for the day crew to handle?”
“Great idea, last time I had to clean up a deer, I ruined a new pair of uniform pants.”
“You know it’s too bad we can’t take a couple of the firearms. I’d like to have a few of the Winchester lever action rifles.”
“Ralph don’t go there, don’t ever touch them. You’ll leave DNA and fingerprints; the bosses in DC will bust you so fast your head will spin. Before you can count to three, they’ll have you in federal prison.”
“I won’t, when are they coming to collect them?”
“Three days, the trucks will come to collect and destroy them. After that, we move to another location.”
“What a waste.”
“You got that right.”
Ten of the men with Ron and I crawl to the fence where we cut a hole large enough for us to crawl through, we reach the door, the keycard and code works, the door unlocks, we’re in! We close the door behind us. Ron says, “Don’t turn the lights on, use your flashlights.”
Shining my flashlight around the warehouse I say, “Oh my God, this is an armory; it’s loaded with the weapons and ammo they took from us.”
Ron smiles replying, “Yes, there’s over twenty thousand weapons in here plus over two hundred thousand rounds of ammo.”
I’m standing still in shock, “Ron, how are we going to get them out?”
“We’re going to do the old time bucket brigade to the fence where we’ll load the trucks. Go slowly, don’t drop anything and take only 12 gauge shotguns, ARs and 9mm pistols. We should standardize on the types of weapons we take; these are also the same types used by the local police and sheriffs.”
Jimmy says, “Man, I like AKs over the stupid Mattel AR.”
Ron responds, “Doesn’t matter what you like, it makes it easier for all of us if we all use the same weapons.”
I say, “Well then, OK, let’s get started.”
Two hours later we’ve loaded two trucks. We use gray duct tape that is close in color to the fence to hold the bent section together, two of us use tree branches to sweep the wheeled tracks the deer decoys left behind. We load the decoys in one of the trucks; the DHS security detail will figure the deer ran into the fence got dazed and ran off.
Ron says, “Next stop breakfast at the iHOP, pancakes with Joshua. Christmas gifts for all.”
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“General, Joshua left you a message. He said there were fifteen operations last night to reacquire firearms. Thirteen went like clockwork, one’s timing just sucked, something alerted the DHS rapid reaction team, the guards showed up at the warehouse as our people were carrying the weapons out, they got caught
Laughing we moved towards the warehouse. The two deer decoys ram the fence setting off the alarm in the response team’s office, “Hey, what was that?”
“Looks like a deer ran into the fence again. “
“Yea, I told the Captain we should light up the fence, that’s the damn fifth deer to run into the fence this season, means we’re going to have to check it out in the morning.”
“Damn deer hit the weak pole bending the pole; the camera’s view is tilted.”
“Happens every damn time a deer hits the fence, we’ll check it tomorrow, I don’t feel like going out there in the middle of the night. If everything else is quiet, there’s no reason to rush. No one knows what in the warehouses.”
“If they did, we’d have to have the army protecting it.”
“Yup, some of the firearms stored there are nice; I think we have over five thousand ARs and four thousand AKs, not counting the ten thousand shotguns, plus a few hundred thousand rounds of ammo. If any of those dumb Tea Party nuts knew what’s in the warehouses, they would try to break in every night. Let’s get a fresh cup of coffee, I just hope we don’t have to clean up another injured deer tomorrow.”
“Why don’t we leave it for the day crew to handle?”
“Great idea, last time I had to clean up a deer, I ruined a new pair of uniform pants.”
“You know it’s too bad we can’t take a couple of the firearms. I’d like to have a few of the Winchester lever action rifles.”
“Ralph don’t go there, don’t ever touch them. You’ll leave DNA and fingerprints; the bosses in DC will bust you so fast your head will spin. Before you can count to three, they’ll have you in federal prison.”
“I won’t, when are they coming to collect them?”
“Three days, the trucks will come to collect and destroy them. After that, we move to another location.”
“What a waste.”
“You got that right.”
Ten of the men with Ron and I crawl to the fence where we cut a hole large enough for us to crawl through, we reach the door, the keycard and code works, the door unlocks, we’re in! We close the door behind us. Ron says, “Don’t turn the lights on, use your flashlights.”
Shining my flashlight around the warehouse I say, “Oh my God, this is an armory; it’s loaded with the weapons and ammo they took from us.”
Ron smiles replying, “Yes, there’s over twenty thousand weapons in here plus over two hundred thousand rounds of ammo.”
I’m standing still in shock, “Ron, how are we going to get them out?”
“We’re going to do the old time bucket brigade to the fence where we’ll load the trucks. Go slowly, don’t drop anything and take only 12 gauge shotguns, ARs and 9mm pistols. We should standardize on the types of weapons we take; these are also the same types used by the local police and sheriffs.”
Jimmy says, “Man, I like AKs over the stupid Mattel AR.”
Ron responds, “Doesn’t matter what you like, it makes it easier for all of us if we all use the same weapons.”
I say, “Well then, OK, let’s get started.”
Two hours later we’ve loaded two trucks. We use gray duct tape that is close in color to the fence to hold the bent section together, two of us use tree branches to sweep the wheeled tracks the deer decoys left behind. We load the decoys in one of the trucks; the DHS security detail will figure the deer ran into the fence got dazed and ran off.
Ron says, “Next stop breakfast at the iHOP, pancakes with Joshua. Christmas gifts for all.”
@@@@@
“General, Joshua left you a message. He said there were fifteen operations last night to reacquire firearms. Thirteen went like clockwork, one’s timing just sucked, something alerted the DHS rapid reaction team, the guards showed up at the warehouse as our people were carrying the weapons out, they got caught
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