A Survival Story: Scouting trip

A_Survival_Story_CoverWhat follows is just one part of an ongoing survival fiction series written by John Rourke and has been published on Amazon. It is being made available here for free. A new entry is published every day. The story is written in a daily journal format.



September 7th   Scouting trip…..

I am writing this while Bill is glassing the lumber yard. Needed to take a break – didn’t think I would have time to make this entry. Ryan is back behind a tree about 125 yards away watching the area around us. We each have a Midland radio so we can talk.

So far these idiots have no patrols walking the yard. They do have two dogs – looks like pit bulls but difficult to tell – roaming the yard. I guess they are counting on the dogs barking as an alarm.

I drew a map of the building and grounds – with entrance ways, obstacles, methods for cover, and of course windows. It is 3:00am as I write this and we have not seen any activity since about 12:30am. Between 8:00pm and 9:30pm approx 25 gang members entered the yard through the fence. A few were in vehicles, some riding motorcycles, and a couple on mountain bikes. At 10:00pm they let the dogs out to roam free.

I am not real comfortable basing our plans on one evening of surveillance. Will see what happens the rest of the night and suggest we come back in a day or two.

I told M that we were planning an offensive strike against the gang. She started crying and said she doesn’t want to end up like Jennifer or Jessie – alone. I told her I had no plan on dying and was looking forward to many years of  looking into her beautiful blue eyes. I told her we would plan this thing out the best we could – and hit them hard. I explained – and surprisingly she agreed – that gangs like this must be dealt with or we remain all at risk. I went on to asked her how would she feel knowing that we could have taken action against them but didn’t, only to have them enter the neighborhood and something happen to Caleb or Aaron? That pretty much convinced her.

She asked when it was going to happen. Told her nothing was written in stone but Monday was looking good.


It’s now 4:00am – still no signs of people at the yard.

 – Jed





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