Free Moosehill Militia (Book 1): INFECTED by Paul Christian Page B

two vehicles a day in a ten hour period and it won’t degrade performance on the kind of off road terrain around here either. I was just checking over some maintenance and these will be good for a spin.” Mac replied.
    “All right, I promised you know who, a ride if she behaves herself at school, you up to driving Miss Daisy.” Mike winked at Mac.
    “Dad! I thought Sergeant Mac was going to drive us.” Mary complained.
    “He is honey, just a figure of speech from an old movie. Let’s mount up.”
    Mike, Mary and Mac entered the M113 and the ramp lifted off the ground and closed. Mac sat in the driver’s seat with the drivers hatch open for an unobstructed view. The command chair was occupied by Mary on Mike’s lap and elevated the command chair until they were riding above the command copula. Mike put on the commanders helmet and gave the order to Mac to move out. Mike and Mac envisioned the Museum being very hands on so with that in mind they designed a course through the woods for about a half a mile loop that they could give rides. They went down the dirt path around 10 mph and Mary was whooping it up the entire time. By the time they got back the tour group that was there, a bunch of little people were demanding rides, so Mike and Mac became drivers for an hour or more and those kids never had so much fun.
     
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    Day -100
    Mac followed Mike into the Mohan Manor. After going through the main gate that looked like an old castle entrance they entered the main building and entered the large hall with a wooden table that looked like it could seat fifty people. Mike and Mac went to either end and sat down, nodding to about thirty people that were at the table. Everyone here was in the loop, and by loop he meant something more was going on than just the show to the public, to certain extent or another. He was going to tell everyone her the whole truth.
    “Thank you all for coming today, this will be our final full meeting of the Mohan Group before I either go to jail or I’m hailed as the greatest planner in history.” Most of the people laughed and gazed around the table. Some looked back at him with neutral expressions. Some looked confused like they didn’t know what he was talking about.
    “Before we proceed and I explain the full purpose of the Mohan Group to those looking confused. Lets’ hear from our department heads first.” Mike looked down the table at Mac his executive officer of the Mohan Group, to proceed.
    Mac stood and turned to Lester Holt, the recent expert hired in the last six months to get their power supply up and running. “Lester please give us your report on the Mohan Power Company.”
    Lester stood up. “Gentlemen the Mohan Power Company is operating at sixty percent of capacity, crews are still assembling Photovoltaic panels and installing inverters and equipment associated with them and the wind turbines are still to be finished and come on line. This location is perfect for wind power, the first of ten, two hundred foot towers are going up now. We figure in three months we should have all but two up and running that should add a considerable jump in power production with about three additional megawatts. The system is set up in blocks with all its own associated equipment. So seven blocks are online, and three are yet to be finished. They should be done within a month and a half. As of right now we are producing close to ten megawatts of power. We’re using about one megawatts and selling back approximately $30,000 worth a month at a reduced cost, of course. By any standards a complete success. Upon completion we can produce eighteen megawatts of power enough to run the whole complex three times over. Plans and supplies are also in place to tie in additional solar farms adding around twenty more megawatts.
    “Thank you Lester.” Mike Said.
    “Next how about our museum curator. Master Sergeant Sean Thornton, retired.” Mac added.
    “Thank you Mr. McDermott, and I’ve