Project Venom #Watty's2016

Area 29

If you'd ever been to California and knew anything at all about Forced Induction or Death Valley, you'd understand that signing up for a Super Solider Program was the very least of my worries. According to the map that Morningstar had sent me, the base where Project Venom was located was in California at a place called Area 29. The Email had said that this place was so top secret that the mere mention of it's name could get you thrown into Federal Prison for the rest of your life. Now, that wasn't so bad, just don't say anything to anyone. How ever, Area 29 was smack in the middle of a bowl of sand that was the single hottest place on Earth, that was also in the middle of a heat wave. If you know anything about forced induction, then you know that when a Turbo or a blower compresses air, it gets hot. To cool that hot air it get's pumped through an inter cooler before being forced into the engine. Assuming I made it to California at all, as I only had 300 in cash with me (I kept my money in cash in my car because I don't exactly trust banks), there was still the problem of a serious overheat. I had a pretty good cooling system in my Civic, but it was only designed with external temperatures up to an ambiance of 95-105. If the Valley was in the 130's when I got there, my Civic would roast. It wasn't exactly a problem I could deal with right now, as buying a bigger radiator or inter cooler was out of the question, so I would have to take what came.

I started out early that morning, stopping for doughnuts at a Shipley store before getting onto the Interstate. I had picked up a GPS for 99$ at a Best Buy and installed it on my dash broad, downloading the map with the help of a USB cable. I stopped several times along the way for gas and for brakes and as it would turn out, I didn't have enough money to make it, so rolling the dice, at about 8PM as I made it into California, I contacted Morningstar.

"Morningstar", I said turning off the road.

"Yes Josh?", he said.

"are you busy sir?", I asked.

"I'm sitting on my couch playing on my 360", he said, 'what you need son?"

"I'm about 200 miles away from the base, but my Civic is running on fumes and I don't have enough money to fill it up", I told him, "It doesn't look like I'm going to make it. I need dinner and I don't have enough money for a hotel."

"Sounds like you got yourself in a jam", he laughed, "hang on. I' can see your GPS from my laptop, I got a few guys in a Humvee that will bring you gas and some money. Sit tight, they should be there in about ten minutes."

He hung up. I turned off my Phone, put the Civic in park and turned on the radio, rolling down the window. The show that was on was a Radio Show called Road Testament that used to be a You Tube Series on the /Drive network.

"Some of the worlds most exciting cars are exciting because they want you dead", the host said, "tonight, the top cars that want you dead, Matt Farrah, you've driven a lot of them."

"I have", Matt answered, "it's a good thing I'm here today to talk about with this, amazing new table."

'Cars that are more dangerous than heart disease, what?", the host said, "let's see the list."

"Let's see the list", Farrah said.

"On Road Testament", the Host said. I listened to the radio for about ten minutes before my cabin flooded with light and the sounds of a diesel downshifting rolled up behind me. I looked behind me to see a Humvee with a mounted 50 cal pull in and park. A man in full combat gear stepped out and walked to the Civic.

'You Miller?", he asked.

"Yep", I answered.

"We got some E85 for you in the Humvee", the man said as I stepped out, "how much your tank take?"