Day 12 YouTube Immunized, 84% Not immunized, 10% Unknown, 6% Finished doses en route, 30 million Doses in production, 12 million Infected, 2,616,000 Parentheses, 15,350,000 Converted, 2,115,000, 6,500,000.
Deaths, 284,000, 14,100,000.
The converted were coming.
Blackmun's people were trying to hurry her out of the Situation Room, but she was still the President, and no one could make her go any faster than she wanted to.
The time had long passed for her to be airborne, safely away from the rapidly deteriorating situation on the ground.
The army had reported contact with at least five large mobs of converted in and around the city of Washington, D.C.
The mobs seemed poorly organized, poorly armed, but they all had one thing in common.
Air Force One, known as Air Force Two just yesterday, had landed at Ronald Reagan National Airport, delivering Vice President Kenneth Albertson.
The military maintained firm control of that airport.
After Fort Benning and Andrews AFB had fallen, the Joint Chiefs had issued kill zone orders for all critical facilities.
No matter who you were, infected or not, if you came within a hundred yards of a protected area, you got shot.
Blackman was heading to the airport.
With his face broadcasting from the nation's capital, it would remain clear that America had not fallen.
Not yet.
But Blackmun was a realist and knew that worst-case scenario might come to pass.
Elena Turgenson, the Speaker of the House, was third in the presidential line of succession.
Blackmun had ordered her to Sacramento to set up the next governmental seat in the eventuality that the converted overran D.C. Blackman's aides were all ready to follow her out.
They held stacks of paper, briefcases, and laptops.
She had cleaned up for the trip.
Hair done upright and a freshly pressed red pantsuit gave her that hallmark presidential look once again.
She was waiting for Vogel to finish talking on the phone.
Someone had submitted info to the hack site and apparently linked to a video.
Day 12 YouTube Immunized, 84% Not immunized, 10% Unknown, 6% Finished doses en route, 30 million Doses in production, 12 million Infected, 2,616,000 Parentheses, 15,350,000 Converted, 2,115,000, 6,500,000.
Deaths, 284,000, 14,100,000.
The converted were coming.
Blackmun's people were trying to hurry her out of the Situation Room, but she was still the President, and no one could make her go any faster than she wanted to.
The time had long passed for her to be airborne, safely away from the rapidly deteriorating situation on the ground.
The army had reported contact with at least five large mobs of converted in and around the city of Washington, D.C.
The mobs seemed poorly organized, poorly armed, but they all had one thing in common.
Air Force One, known as Air Force Two just yesterday, had landed at Ronald Reagan National Airport, delivering Vice President Kenneth Albertson.
The military maintained firm control of that airport.
After Fort Benning and Andrews AFB had fallen, the Joint Chiefs had issued kill zone orders for all critical facilities.
No matter who you were, infected or not, if you came within a hundred yards of a protected area, you got shot.
Blackman was heading to the airport.
With his face broadcasting from the nation's capital, it would remain clear that America had not fallen.
Not yet.
But Blackmun was a realist and knew that worst-case scenario might come to pass.
Elena Turgenson, the Speaker of the House, was third in the presidential line of succession.
Blackmun had ordered her to Sacramento to set up the next governmental seat in the eventuality that the converted overran D.C. Blackman's aides were all ready to follow her out.
They held stacks of paper, briefcases, and laptops.
She had cleaned up for the trip.
Hair done upright and a freshly pressed red pantsuit gave her that hallmark presidential look once again.
She was waiting for Vogel to finish talking on the phone.
Someone had submitted info to the hack site and apparently linked to a video.
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