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As I passed the Communications Room Jake stuck his head out the door.
    “Oi, Marc!”
    I turned around and saw the old man stood at the open door.
    “What’s up Jake?”
    He nodded his head toward the open door “I think there is something you need to hear.”
    I followed him inside and was hit with a horrible odour. “What the fuck smells in here?”
    “Sorry, I’ve been sleeping in here the last few days.” He answered pointing to a sleeping bag under one of the long tables.
    “Mate you need to wash something then!” I said holding the bridge of my nose.
    “I would say fuck you, but I think this is a little more important.” He sat in his usual chair and flicked a switch.
    A static hiss came from the speakers in the room “…..so it is with a heavy heart that we the New Nation put a bounty on the leaders of the Bunker. We have sent envoys only to have them killed and sent back minus body parts. Their leaders have rebuked all of our attempts to create a vaccine. Our leader Dr Jackson and his team have battled hard with these rebels to create a New Nation.”
    Jake flicked the switch again and the room plunged into silence.
    “The rest of the message is mostly the same shite,” Jake said lifting his feet up onto the desk.
    “How did you find the message?” I asked feeling like I had been punched in the gut.
    He shook his head “I didn’t have to find it. It’s being broadcast on nearly all the civilian channels.”
    “Shit. You told any of the others about this yet?”
    Shaking his head “Nope just started hearing this last night. What the fuck are we going to do?”
    I stood there trying to figure out what we could do. “Do we still have the ability to transmit?”
    “Yeah, but it won’t do any good if they are constantly transmitting their message.”
    I walked to the door “Look, Jake, don’t tell anyone else about this till I have a chance to speak with them about it.”
    “Ok,” He said slipping his headphones on.
     

 
    Chapter Nine
     
    I closed the door and leaned against it and let loose a deep sigh. We really did need to take care of that fucking oil rig and soon. I walked down the hallway to the range and looked inside. All that was inside was the heavy smell of cordite. I headed back to the armoury and knocked on the door. I heard the lock turn and Tom poked his head round the opening.
    His face turned red “Erm…hey Marc!”
    “Hi, Tom is Chris in there with you?”
    He looked at the floor “Sorry no he…erm…he dropped off the rifles and magazines then said something about finding Tessa.”
    “You ok mate?” I asked feeling a little puzzled.
    “Yeah…yeah sure!”
    “Alright, if you see him can you tell him that I’m looking for him?”
    “Sure.”
    I heard a quiet woman’s giggle come from the other side of the door.
    “Hi, Rosa!” I called out.
    “Hi, Marc!” She shouted through the small opening.
    Tom started to panic and I had to laugh as I walked away. The door nearly slammed it was closed that quickly. Laughing all the way to the lifts I took the first one to the entrance. I must have looked like a fool to the couple who rode up with me. Outside was grey and overcast as I stepped out into the fresh air. It felt like the sky was just waiting for the right moment to rain. I headed to the first guard post and asked where Tessa was today. The guard pointed up the slope toward the next guard post. Walking up the slope I felt the first splatters of rain hit my head and neck. I sped up and was soon standing at the bottom of the ladder and the rain had started to fall.
    “Hey, Tessa is Chris up there?” I called out trying not to lift my face to the rain.
    Tessa’s head appeared over the side “Yeah come on up.”
    Climbing the slippery ladder, I stood up in the small shelter. Chris was watching the tree line with a pair of binoculars.
    Without turning, he said, “No fucking way!”
    I tried to lean around him to see what he was talking about. Tessa giggled