Saturday, July 20th, 2030
0615 hours
69F, 85% humidity
Wind 2mph out of the east
Approximately 3 miles east of Jerome
Hosted by the CVMC, Sierra spent the night in Lake Village, rising before dawn to proceed with the investigation of Jerome. The team leaves the club leadership with the assurance of an official- pending the governor's approval- deputization/swearing-in ceremony once the reconnaissance of Jerome is complete. The convoy retraces its tracks in the dark, north on the 65, to the 144. They take a left on the two-lane road and drive 6 miles west, stopping at a farm house within visual range of the roadblock. Trees and thick vegetation provide concealment for the team and its quartet of vehicles. The morning is pleasantly cool, although everyone knows that won't last long. Through binoculars, the Sierras study the barricade- a couple of saw-horses, a roll of concertina wire held down by a few old tires, and several high visibility traffic cones. A large hand-painted sign stands next to the barrier. It reads,
STOP!
WARNING!
QUARANTEEN ZONE
DISEASE OUT BREAK
TURN AROUND AT ONCE!
TRESPASSERS WILL BE SHOT
Much closer to Sierra, one of the farm owners emerges from his home; a teenage son hangs back in the doorway of the family home. Both are armed with long guns. They are clearly nervous and confused, a paramilitary convoy having just parked, unexpected and unannounced, on their front lawn. They know better than to point their weapons at the heavily armed trespassers.
"What's this all about?", the man calls out, trying and failing to sound assertive, his confidence clearly a front.
Leaving civil affairs to the experts, Xandra and Watkins launch
Raven 1. With the rising sun behind it, the small UAV will be extremely difficult to spot from Jerome. The drone speeds west, climbing to get a better view of the landscape beyond the Big Bayou River. No living person is seen in the area of the roadblock, but the fallow fields immediately bordering the road on the far side of the red line are speckled with bleached out bones; from the bird's-eye view provided by the drone, they appear animal in origin. As its tiny camera pans across the fields that sprawl out in every direction beyond the river, there's not much to see at first. There's no movement in the prison camp. Several of its long, narrow barracks-type buildings display obvious signs of storm damage, much of it apparently un-patched. No one currently mans the three guard towers still standing at three of the four corners of the camp's rectangular perimeter. The southeast tower collapsed at some point and has not been reerected. A couple of large patches of bare, disturbed earth just south of the camp hint at the presence of mass graves.
However, as the UAV banks north and begins its approach towards Jerome proper, movement is spotted on the ground. A line of people is heading out into one of the fields neighboring the hamlet, shovels and hoes propped on their shoulders. Several of the people wear broad, conical straw hats in light tan or reed green, the kind often associated with Asian peasant farmers. They make no sign that they've spotted the diminutive unmanned aircraft. The drone is nearing the end of its effective range- it can't loiter on station much longer.
OOC: Sierra has traveled 35 miles since leaving McGehee on full tanks. Please deduct the appropriate amount of fuel burned from each of the unit's vehicles.
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