At this time, there was no way to tell what kind of armament they were carrying. It was assumed that the ships were directed by AIs, since it was very...unlikely that an organic brain could compute the many parameters involved quickly enough to be a decent pilot.The enemy was traveling toward the Confederation center at WF4, a respectable speed, but not likely to get them there as soon as their ultimatum inferred. The implication was that they could travel much faster than WF4 or that they had. So far, I didn't need any supplies and hoped to make it to Richmond with no stops except to get gas and to sleep. I would not spend the night in any city but stick to the RV sites. On the third day, I made St. Louis and stopped just long enough to look at the Arch before continuing on. My route was all interstates and I was making time. I saw one car in St. Louis but neither of us stopped. Each evening, I would talk to the team in Salt Lake as well as Roger and Ben. While I couldn't always get. "Where's my clean shirt?" Christopher said rather curtly."On the back of the chair newly ironed," replied Linda.Christopher went on, "You know I've got the chief accountant from headoffice coming today and that usually means trouble." I know, but you'll have to try and stop worrying, it's not doing yourhealth any good at all," Linda said trying to reassure her husband."I just feel there's going to be redundancies announced and I suppose Ifeel vulnerable." You'll be fine." I don't think so.". She didn't take very good care of it, I'm afraid. It cost him eight hundred bucks, but I could only give her two hundred on trade. It has some rust and stock damage, but I believe I can cut off most of the damage for you." So how much you asking me for?" I asked."I can do a rough chop on the shotgun for fifty bucks. You will have to have the stock finished yourself. That's what takes the most time ... A grinder and a chop saw and the barrels are off. The stock I can shape quickly with a power.