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.We did the run more or less exactly as we planned the warehouse operation.Two humvees pulling up blocking positions, the HRT doing its loop, but instead of the semi we had the dualie and the fifth wheel trailer for the cows.It wasn’t exactly a carbon copy of what exists at the warehouse, but the mindset and practice of moving fast was helpful.All in all, it went very well.And by very well, I mean shitty.One humvee parked too far away, one humvee too close, Martin took too long to back the trailer up to a pseudo dock, and we had no way to practice a breach action at Lenny’s place.We definitely need a good building somewhere to practice.I’m thinking we take that team out and hit some large houses just to get some lead downrange and get the blood moving.Even if the damn warehouse is empty, I want no mistakes.Fuck that noise Mr.Journal.The more we sweat in this training, the less we will bleed outside the wall.It’s an old saying, but it’s very true.Returning back home we did a quick debriefing with the various teams to get their feedback, and to critique their work.I really hit hard on the details, as did Mike.Little mistakes need to be addressed just as much as the big ones.Some of the folks didn’t take the criticism well, but once we explained how important it was to be mistake free, they more or less got on board and understood we aren’t trying to ridicule, we are trying to come home alive.After the meeting Dwayne, Renee, Mike and Patty left for MGR.What a weird moment that was.The folks close to those leaving were sort of sad and awkward, but it was also sort of exciting at the same time.It almost felt to me like we were sending a ship across the ocean to colonize a new land.The ALPA seeds were thrown into the wind, and they were taking root elsewhere.Almost like humanity was taking a little bit of the world back from the dead.That felt good.I’m going to remember that.Mike and company took a small minivan that was here on campus as their vehicle.They left with about five gallons of gas in the tank in the event the vehicle had the tank drained via theft, or if the van was stolen.We had them take 500 rounds of 5.56, as well as two bolt action rifles and a hundred rounds for the two of those.They have food for roughly ten days, as well as water for about four days.We’re figuring we will restock them about every three days or so.In my wildest dreams I am hoping we’ll get enough hydro gear from that plumbing shop to set up another hydro setup there so they can be far more self-sufficient.Water will still be an issue, but what’s new? We’re anticipating a return to MGR on the 8th.Oh… our radio protocol is a single “all is well” message at 1am, and 1pm each day.Every subsequent day the message moves up one hour, and every week we will reset the time so it can’t be easily followed.We will return the message with a “that ends well.”I thought it was clever.We are doing more runs to Lenny’s farm tomorrow to get the rest of the cows.We won’t have the MGR people with us, but that’s fine.We can do enough dry runs of practice to get folks more comfortable with the plan, and break the proverbial ice.At the very least, it’ll mean time outside the wall for them, which might make them less shaky later on.After that, we’re focusing on weapons training and driving in the event someone needs to take over for a wounded person.Fall out drills, as it were.Lindsey has agreed to give a first aid seminar to everyone as well before we go, that way we can apply tourniquets, and folks know how to give basic combat lifesaver treatment.I’m planning on helping her with that, as I was combat lifesaver trained when I was active duty.Fun stuff.-AdrianAugust 7thSo we had a premature ejaculation last night.And I mean that in the least sexual way possible.Jenna, one of the girls that came over from Westfield somehow had a handgun.As you might recall, she was living with Lindsey and the little one at the Jones Road farm, and sometime in the middle of the night she thought she heard something outside the farm, and decided to investigate the issue with her brand spanking new.44 revolver.It should be noted that Jenna MIGHT weigh 125 pounds.I think her revolver weighed ten pounds, and shot two pound bullets for Christ’s sake.That hand cannon is big enough to shoot cocktail franks out the end of it.Apparently she went downstairs, and heard something move at the back door, and kaboom, now there’s a fist size hole in the back door, and Jenna’s got a sprained thumb and index finger.Lindsey shat a brick, radioed for assistance, and a handful of us responded in force, only to find there was NOTHING going on.No footprints, no signs of life, nothing.Probably just that damn skunk that nearly sprayed Ryan the other night.Or maybe a raccoon, or another of the dozen small animals that have started to appear around here.The point of this whole ramble is that gun training is sort of a big deal, so that became our yesterday instead of runs to Lenny’s farm.Needless to say, Jenna no longer has her.44, and now she’s received some gun training.After returning home, getting some sleep, and making a plan, Hector, Abby and I went back out to the ass end of campus and plastered targets on the trees we’ve been shooting at all this time.Our targets are just colored paper from the art room with head shaped outlines on them, but they do the job.We gathered small caliber weapons and started the training.We used.22 rifles and.38 revolvers to get folks broken in.It made far more sense to get them accustomed to the loud bang of the gunfire first and then getting them into the larger calibers so they could learn recoil, and the more advanced shit like magazine changes and reloading.As you might recall, Mike had made a dedicated training program over in the gymnasium at the school in Westfield some time ago when it looked like they were going to be attacked by the returning survivors at the beginning of summer.Happily enough, it appears that Mike did a really good job.Most of the people were very competent with the low caliber weapons, and a few of them professed some skill with more complicated weapons and stuff like mag swaps etc.They were correct in their assertions.I won’t spend the time to go into every single person’s skill set or experience, but I am happy to say the overall weapons training process was a delight.We had almost no problems at all, and everyone who participated learned a great deal.I did not issue out firearms willy-nilly however.Just because folks can handle one, doesn’t mean they deserve one.It almost makes me want to yank Ryan’s gun back.I sort of gave him his without doing enough vetting, and I almost feel like it was a mistake
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