Rainbow Nukes

They made haste in packing the diesel Nicholas had found on the way over here."O.K. Mykal inventory 1 12 gauge Remington with 47 shots,a silenced m9 with 2 15 round clips,and this arctic warfare rifle I piked off some dead guy with a back pack full of ammo," Nicholas said with a smirk "Hit it!"Mykal said trying to be as cliche as possible.The pair soon came to a gas station "You know mykal everyone takes the regular gas first but there's"mykal cuts sailor off "ya ya there diesel left you've saying that since we were kids.While sailor fuels up the truck mykal goes inside and scavenges for some food and a few Twinkies.On their way out the were stopped by a man with torn military fatigues armed with a smg  from looks of it.He tells them to get of the truck...Nicholas waits until he comes close to the door then puts his foot on the side of the door and slams it into the guy and floors it."And that Mykal is how you handle car jacker," said Nicholas smugly.

"So whats the plan when we get to coast?"asks Mykal "I think there's an air port in South Carolina the military has taken control of." Sailor quickly replied. Mykal sat in thought of what was going on. Their family's' were all dead and here they are just throwing them selves out here to try to get to something that might not work or even be there for that matter.He decides these thoughts would just madden him so he puts a cd into the radio and they listen to a mix of classic and hard rock from they were in high school."Hey nick"Mykal said half asleep "ya"Nicholas replied "Don't you miss the good ole days were we could just sit your truck and listen to music and relax?"mykal asked "Dude we're only 26...the good ole days,"sailor laughed "Yes i do miss the relative normality of back then"Nicholas replied

Nicholas and Mykal are about 10 miles away from the airport when Mykal stops the truck and wakes Nicholas "Hey Nick YO NICK!,"said Mykal "OK Mykal can you just call me Sailor just because the air force made me use my first name doesn't mean you have to ram it down my throat,"Sailor said groggily."aight Nicholas,"Mykal said jokingly.Sailor then drives them about a mile and a half away then proceeds to scope the place with his rifle.To their dismay the place has a few stragglers trying to figure out how to put gas in an old c47."well that's weird"said Sailor "I thought they stopped using those in the 50's" "That's what you get for thinking"Mykal retorted.