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really, spread out over the table in the command tent.  “The only logical place for them to lock them up would be,”  Her finger tapped a storage shed that I had overlooked while acquiring the tank for Viking.  Clearly she had not.  “Here...  Only one door, out of sight from the main building.  Isolated.  The sort of place where only people … making use of them … would be able to hear anything, in case the noises disturb some people.”
     
    Before I knew what I was doing I had already volunteered to be part of the group raiding The Followers.  Apocalypse Girl looked at me for a moment, then nodded.  She knew that she would have to sit this one out, I knew that she was pissed off about it, and we would talk about it when I get back.  Redbeard and The Soldier also signed on for the raid, and The Colonel finished the briefing.
     
    The rest of the troops would rendezvous with The Mech-Techs at their own warehouses a couple of kilometres away and assist them with anything they needed.  We were to be given a truck to load the women up onto once they had been freed, driven by the very same trooper that had taken us out the first time, expecting us all to die.  He grinned when he saw Redbeard and I, high-fived The Soldier, as the pair were old friends, and took us out.
     
    noon
    Without headlights it was almost impossible to see where we were going, fortunately Driver seemed to have a built-in GPS that was telling him exactly where he needed to go.  He pulled over, telling us that the warehouse was maybe two hundred metres away, pointing to a vague lump that may or may not have been a solid object.  The Soldier led the way, Redbeard and myself struggling to keep up with him.  Sure enough, Driver had been correct.  The warehouse loomed above us, in the distance we were able to hear rough voices laughing as The Followers considered the military that had been spotted heading their way.
     
    Finding a section of wall that had fallen partially inward, we slipped inside.  The noise inside the warehouse was almost deafening, yet the three of us were still barely able to hear one another.  The Soldier suggested that the three of us look enough like any of the others that we should be able to blend in easily enough, as there were at least a couple of hundred men present.  Because of this, he suggested that we split up and try to find out as much as we can about their defences and possible plans as well as getting the women out.  Redbeard and I agreed, he instantly, me more slowly, but I saw the sense in it.  We had changed into normal filthy civilian rags before leaving camp on the off-chance that their numbers were great enough to infiltrate easily.
     
    Redbeard and The Soldier moved off in separate directions, and I wandered through the group.  Several of the men present greeted me slurrily, assuming that since I was not yet drunk that I had just come back from patrol, one even asking me if I had seen that bastard with a sword while out in the field.  I replied that I had not, thinking that it was a damn good thing that I had left my katana with Apocalypse Girl.  The Follower belched in my face and turned away, presumably searching for more booze.  I breathed a sigh of relief and moved on myself.  I was not really certain what sort of information I would be able to discover, but I moved through and around a few groups of men sitting around fires, trying to keep the Cold at bay listening where I could to whatever snippets of conversation I happened past.  Most of it was irrelevant, but one theme kept coming up; an attack on The School.  They awaited only the order from The Disciple.
     
    There seemed to be a large group gathering near the back of the warehouse so I moved on over that way, it turned out to be one of The Disciples sermons just beginning.  One of his toadies had just finished ranting some bollocks about how they were now the chosen people of earth, the only ones worthy of survival, that