Shepard
August 11, 2029 7:18 PM
Alan Shepard made his way from the hill where he and Julie had relocated. It was not pretty up there. As it was, the area needed improvement. With less than a quarter of Waterville taking head to the military warnings, it had already been too over crowded.
Shepard had to check on his fishing business before he made his last move. It was not a huge deal with all that he considered, but money was getting scarce. If nothing wound up happening here, then he would immediately re-open. But, it had been a coy to cover for himself from Julie. In reality, all Shepard wanted to check out was military action on the shore line, and it was exactly what he thought it would be. Tanks, missile launchers, artillery pieces, heavy machine guns, ad several mortars were placed on key locations. He also noticed several soldiers placing sandbags around ditches dug by bulldozers.
Would it be enough, Shepard asked himself as he took several more steps forward. It was not back in 1954, but then again…
His mind was snapped back into reality when three more tanks rolled down a street beside him. They set up between two docking buildings, one with a huge radio tower on it. They parked in a straight row as other soldiers moved in between them: then came four trucks that pulled light artillery pieces into place. Men from the back of the vehicles jumped out and removed them from the back, pulley system. They loved extremely heavy, and Shepard could only imagine what the bigger cannons must have weighed.
The Waterville police had been busy with evacuation, and refugees, so it did not surprise Shepard that they were not here to help on the shore. It looked like a lot of work has been done to dig in, and prepare for the monstrosity to land. Had it been the same way for Boston, and the other possible areas for Godzilla to land?
After taking several more strides on the sandy beach, Shepard got a good look at his harbor. Soldiers had placed sand bags all around it with three .50 caliber machine guns pointed out towards the Atlantic. It is a necessary loss, he thought to himself.
Just then, a dark green, army hummer drove down and parked right beside him. Shepard watched as several soldiers of rank moved out. Two of them were Majors: One was tall and stout with larger glasses, while the other was much smaller and almost scrawny. The last to exit was clearly a General, though he did not know how far up. That General was the only one in an ASU, while the others worse the standard ACU's.
The General turned the corner, and looked like he was about to speak with the smaller of the two Majors when he must of caught a glimpse of Shepard. Alan did not know what to do at first, but he knew they locked eyes for a few second before the General took a Major by the shoulder and walked him over to a white building with a roof covered in sand bags.
By now, Shepard had enough of the site. He turned around, and began to make his way back for hill where Julie would be.