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accepted the goods.”
    “These are your men?”
    “Yes, laborers. Yesterday I hired them for the day. All three can drive, shoot and know the city well, which in this case is very important. Here, look.”
    The host brought the guests to three vans that stood at the gates.
    “Four-wheel drive, reinforced brake system, an ignition I tested personally. The doors, hood and gas tank are covered with steel plates. The keys are in the ignition, and they have full tanks.”
    Clarence threw back the tarpaulin - in the back were green wooden boxes.
    “That's all I managed to buy. I understand that you hoped for more, but I had no time. Handguns – thirty-six pieces, shotguns – forty-nine, semi-automatic rifles – thirty-one, a total of one hundred and sixteen, plus ammunition. Radios, spare batteries, flashlights, maps, flares - all are here. It is for the first time, the rest took on the ground, like a trophy.”
    “Good. Where will our base be?”
    “Look carefully.”
    Clarence laid out the map of the city.
    “Here, here and here – large parking’s, helicopters and drones can’t keep track of what is happening inside, the CCTV systems are disabled. Here you will collect the first groups and send them down to the city. My team will be at location number four, there is a good workshop.”
    “So, let's not waste time.”
    The gates opened very quickly - just a few seconds and the first pickup left the garage, followed by the second and third, then the gates were lowered just as quickly. After escorting his guests to their tasks, Clarence took a small radio, gave a few orders and returned to work.
    “The kids are back,” his wife said, as she opened the steel door and let in a boy and a girl of about sixteen, carrying sports bags, in which they hid air rifles.
    “I made nineteen hits, including two cops and an emergency doc.”
    “I made twenty-three, but no cops - only a couple of firefighters and some repairers. The rest are civilians, they ran in the right direction.”
    “Excellent. The new wave of hungry will attack the cops who are trying to keep the south and the city center. Their defense will be crushed. Help Mom with her loading.”
    The children fill the last car with boxes of weapons and items, putting a few short, thick tubes on top.
    “What are these?”
    “Home-made mortars, I saw these in Afghanistan. They’re primitive, but they work. There are mines in those green boxes, be careful. Is that all?”
    “Yes.”
    “Then let's go.”
    Mr. and Mrs. Clarence, with their children, promptly jumped into the car and left almost immediately. Mr. Clarence shouted, “Give it five minutes and then go!”
    His men complied with his order with precision. They waited five minutes, then opened the gate and drove out of the garage on light motorcycles with big black bags on the pillion seat. The last one slowed and threw a burning match into a big puddle of gasoline spreading from the overturned two hundred liter barrels. Meanwhile, the first one had reached the intersection. He stopped at a hydrant, pulled heavy steel coils out of his bag and threw them onto the road. The metal clanged on the asphalt, and turned into a long spiked strip. Thirty seconds later, these spikes pierced the wheels of the first car, which crashed into a lamp post at full speed. Another twenty second passed and the spikes pierced the next car.

14. Crossroads
     
    “We urgently need reinforcements!”
    “Call the medics!”
    “We have two dead and one injured…”
    “Firearms, repeat, there are firearms being used against us!”
    “Civilian casualties, the number isn’t clear, a lot of…”
    “I was forced to open fire…”
    “No connection to the third car…”
    “Repeat, didn’t obey…”
    Number Three listened to the police radio, noting with satisfaction that things were moving according to plan, and perhaps even more swiftly than originally intended. Panic was growing, covering more and more city areas, with the