Somewhere in Nevada, August 2020
There was supposed to be a good reason for being in the desert in the middle of August. An important base was their target and it was around here somewhere. They hadn't located it yet though. Reese's team were out of their element. They were used to the urban wasteland of LA, not the great outdoors with no consistent cover.
The sun had been down long enough for them to make camp for the night. While they hadn't seen any metal out here yet, the chances of running into something that could see better in the dark than they could were high and the chances of falling down into a hole you couldn't see coming were even higher. They were staying put until pre-dawn. Lieutenant's orders.
Kyle took this particular opportunity to rid his jacket of as much sand as he could. Today hadn't been a good day for him, what with leading the way down a slippery slope of rock, dust and sand head first. The scrapes and bruises weren't anything to worry about, but the sand had to go.
The sun had been down long enough for them to make camp for the night. While they hadn't seen any metal out here yet, the chances of running into something that could see better in the dark than they could were high and the chances of falling down into a hole you couldn't see coming were even higher. They were staying put until pre-dawn. Lieutenant's orders.
Kyle took this particular opportunity to rid his jacket of as much sand as he could. Today hadn't been a good day for him, what with leading the way down a slippery slope of rock, dust and sand head first. The scrapes and bruises weren't anything to worry about, but the sand had to go.