Interstate 95, En route to New Boston
May 6th, 3027 CE
Adrian looked out the window into the night sky as the convoy of collecting trucks rode silently down the interstate. The highway, as usual, was empty. Most people generally didn’t have the money to own cars these days, leaving the extensive network of roadways with really no purpose except for providing the Collectors with direct routes to each city.
He was anxious and worried about going back to New Boston. It would be the first time since he ran away that he’d be coming home. He had always wanted to join the army, to serve the New King and do him proud. While others only saw the harshness and irrationality of the King and his punishments, Adrian had seen strength and power. The amount of respect and fear that the King commanded had always fascinated him.
One day Adrian hoped to achieve those levels of power and respect. Then he laughed at the thought, he was just a soldier and that’s all he’d ever be.
Adrian leaned in closer to the window. He thought he had seen something. Wait there he saw it again. There was movement off in the distance. But how could that be? It was nearly four in the morning. People rarely left the safety of their homes nowadays, especially not at this time. He reached for the walkie-talkie on the dashboard.
“This is C-truck 56 reporting, be advised for possible movement to the East. I repeat, possible movement to the East, over.” A few seconds later Captain Hanson’s rough voice came over the line.
“Copy that C-truck 56. Ok men safeties off and everyone keep an eye out for anything out of the ordinary, over and out.”
Adrian put the walkie-talkie back on the dash and flipped the safety off on his Scar-L assault rifle. It may just have been his eyes playing tricks on him, but it was always better to be on the safe side. He focused all his energy on scanning the horizon. That’s when he saw a flash in the distance and a heavy trail of smoke making its way to the convoy.
“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!” He quickly scooped up the walkie-talkie and switched it on, all in one swift movement. “RPG!! I repeat RP….” The truck in front of him exploded before he could finish the message.
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