It’s a tent with three computer consoles and three 36” inch monitors. There are also two mini satellite dishes on top of the tent and a small radar array poking above the leaves spinning slowly. The camouflage cover is so effective, you can’t see the center if you’re standing twenty feet away. The electric generators hum quietly in the background. “Our center’s communications’ piggy backs on commercial carrier’s satellites. Our employers pay a heavy price to keep a secure and secret connection with our group.” Parks shakes his head in amazement, then asks, “I’m surprised at the amount of equipment you have. How did you get it in here?” Eddie explains, “We used modified school and passenger buses to bring it in, to make life out here civilized. All messages are scrambled, both in and out. So, a breach of security could only occur from the outside. Biggins, you can go ahead and make a connection to your source.” “My contact uses a secure method I put in place,”
