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they place the charges to blow the bridges. This is not a seek and destroy mission yet, this is strictly a securing the borders mission. Does anyone want to change their mind? Now is the time." I said. Not one hand went in the air. They all just looked at each other, and at the provided notes and maps scattered around the table.
                  "Alright. Well, enjoy your night tonight, any of you that were on patrol tonight are excused. The ship cast off is at eight am sharp, make sure you're on them. The loadmaster will be on the pier between the ships at seven am to let you know which ship you are boarding. Have a good night."
                  They all went their own ways, hopefully to prepare themselves. I hoped the mission went well, and we could have this project wrapped up by Thanksgiving, or New Years at the latest. It would be nice to have actual farmland to plant some crops in next year. I gathered all of the notes and maps up and put them away, then went to my quarters and got ready for bed myself. It was a long day, and I knew I would be stressed the next few days until the ships came back. I set my alarm for six so I could see the ships off.
     
     
    Aug. 31, 2020
                  After a fitful sleep, six o'clock came early. I got up, took a quick shower, then dressed and headed out to the pier. Several of the volunteers were on their way at the same time. We walked together, no one really saying anything, but I could tell they were all mentally getting into the right mindset. That was good, and if they stayed sharp, they would stay alive. I heard the loadmaster yelling names out already, guiding each man to the proper ship so we knew where everyone was. I walked up to the loadmaster, who continued barking out names, and pointing to the appropriate ship. Once the last man was headed toward his appropriate ship, I nodded to the loadmaster, who simply nodded back then started back to the carrier. I waved to the ship captains who apparently got my message and were both walking down their gangplanks towards the pier. They both walked up to me, and I passed along the final orders to them.
                  "Jack, I want you and the Port Royal to head through the bay on the east side. As you make your way north to the canal, measure the depth of the bay and the marinas if possible. I need depth charts for that whole area. You will also fortify the southern bridge, but do it last, on the return trip. Mike, you and the Leyte Gulf stay to the west. You will have the most bridges to take out or fortify, just don't get in a hurry. I want you all safe. If either one of you get a chance to take out some infected along the way, that's fine, but don't put yourselves at risk. I trust both of you to captain these ships and bring your crew home safe. Please don't prove me wrong." I said to them. I then shook both their hands, and watched them both walk back to their ships to finish preparations. Line crews were already in place to cast off the lines in just a little over an hour.
                  I made my way back to the ship and walked up to the flight deck so I could watch the ships leave. I heard the unmistakable sound of boots on the flight deck behind me.
                  "You are always like this, you know? You just have to watch them leave, don't you?" Jeff asked as he stepped up beside me.
                  "I've watched out for this group for over two years now. I accepted the responsibility when I first presented my plan to you at the beginning. It doesn't stop now. This is the start of the final step in my plan for long term survival. After this is done I'll relax." I answered him. I saw Michelle come out of the tower hatch and start walking towards us too.
                  "Now don't you start in on me too." I said to her as she joined us.
                  "What? We can't watch the ships leave too? You know there will be