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and put on his holster. Then he grabbed his Winchester. He ran out into the salon as Jane checked her weapon out. He hooked Lucy up on the leash and they jumped out of the coach. Mr. Wonderful tried to rush the door, but Jane grabbed him just in time, tossed him inside, and shut the door. They ran towards the barn, and were joined by Jerry and Jasmine, with Earl. Jackson, Jeb, and Charlie were ahead of them. Small arms fire started to erupt in the back, and the sound of mortars. Another blast came from the tank, and then a mortar shell landed inside the park and blew up. Instinctively they turned away from it. Luckily it hit in a place where there weren’t any coaches.
    “General, where do you need us?” Charlie cried out as they made it to the barn door.
    The general saw them, and told Major Hobbs that he’d be back in a second.
    “Well, our plan is going to have to change, folks. Sorry.”
    “What do we do?” asked Frank.
    “Get into your motor homes and get the hell out of dodge. NOW!”
    “Is that safe?” asked Jasmine.
    “There are about forty thousand enemy troops on their way here right now. We’re going to get over run. You have about half an hour to get out of here. That noise in the back….that was just a scouting party. We can see the larger force coming via our drones.”
    “Where should we go?”
    “Get back on route 89. Take it to route 12, then to route 24. Then get on I-70, and try to make it into Colorado. You’ll probably be alright if you make it there. We still control the air, so I’ll tell headquarters to look out for a long line of motor homes, and protect you if possible.”
    “What’re you guys going to do?”
    “Evacuate,” General Walker said. “Regroup. Hit them.” He had a scared look on his face.
    “Are we driving to our deaths?” Jasmine asked.
    “Enough talk, folks,” General Walker said. “I’ve got to get back to work. Get the hell out of here as quickly as you can. If you stay here, you will be killed. No doubt about that.”
    “Alright,” Jerry said. “C’mon, folks, let’s spread the word and get the heck out of here now!”
    Everybody ran back to their coaches except for Frank. He ran over to the squad car, jumped in, and drove it into the middle of the RV spaces. He got on the loud speaker.
    “Everybody, this is Frank. There is a large group of enemy fighters on their way here right now. We have to leave right away. Get back to route 89. Then go to 12, and then 24, and then I-70. We have about 15 minutes to get out of here.”
    Frank ran from the squad car to his coach, and unhooked the electrical and water. He saw the rest of the group doing the same. He pulled out the black water valve to dump the tank.
    “Jane, go ahead and start bringing in the slides,” Frank yelled.
    “On it,” she replied, out of breath.
    Frank got the tow bar out of the back compartment and put it on the back of the coach. Then he got into their toad and pulled it in back, ready to hook up.
    “They’re all in, Frank,” Jane shouted. “Should I bring in the levelers?”
    “Yeah, go for it. Start the engine first.”
    The coach engine roared to life, and Frank saw the coach lurch and settle. He shut the black tank valve and pulled the grey tank valve out. He could hear the water flowing through the thick sewer hose. He pulled on rubber gloves from the back compartment. When the water stopped flowing from the grey tank, he shut that valve, pulled off the sewer hose, and stowed it. Then he shut all of the compartments on that side of the coach and locked them. He ran around to the other side, picked up the chairs and table, and threw them into the rear storage compartment.
    “Shall I let her idle?” asked Jane.
    “Yeah, all I have left to do is hook up the car. Bring in the awning.”
    “Okay,” she said. Frank heard the motor for that spring to life. He jumped into the car and inched it forward, and then got out and hooked the car up to the tow bar. He put in the pins,