At Russell tent, a single florescence light bulb at the center illuminate his tent not too bright, he was trying to contact the President on the phone,
“Hello, Mr. President…..it’s jammed,” Russell said while he put down the phone, Ola came in,
“Trying to call the President again?” Ola asked,
Russell rubbed his face, “Yeah, for a chopper,” he looked at Ola, “What is the situation now,”
“Safe and secure,”
“Hmmm, the people you trained today how was the training,”
Ola nodded, “it was good, I was surprised how far they learn fast, chances are they will stay their ground if the chuchoteurs ever attack this place,” Ola exclaimed.
Russell smiled, “That’s the instincts of a survivor, some couldn’t forgive themselves after losing their love ones,”
Ola nodded, “The chairman and Sandra
