Originally published at Notes from the bunker…. You can comment here or there.
I’m in Virginia. There are huge government contractor and computer compnay buildings everywhere. And…I KNOW this place is just rife with all sortsa hardened bunkers, access tunnels, hidden garages, and whatnot.
I should get business cards made up and pass myself off as a ‘disaster survivability consultant’…charge $250 an hour to tell a bunch of scared sheeple to keep a flashlight and a pair of comfortable shoes in their desks.
I’m travelling relatively light..my AR and a good pistol. For an urban environ such as this the emphasis, initially anyway, is on security rather than sustenance. When the lights go out in MT your concern is food and heat, when the lights go out in a place like this or NY, the concern is security. Fortunately, I am not only armed at the moment but I have a beautiful LMI available to help should things suddenly get ugly.
I’ll return to my little fortress later today, taking with me an appreciation for MT and its relative lack of humidity. (And lower gun prices.)
“Hey Commander, what happens to all your preps if the apocalypse occurs while youre out of town?”
Easy. The LMI’s have standing orders. If one of us is out of town and things get nasty the others take all his gear and preps and secure them with our own until such time as he returns. That way no inner city urban mutant winds up becoming a local warlord because he happened to pick the right house to break into.
What happens to me if Im out of town and the apocalypse occurs is a completely different matter.