Chimoio Mozambique

 

Lat = 19 degrees, 7.3 minutes South

Long = 33 degrees, 27.5 minutes East

 

Friday 18th March 1988

 

It was late afternoon as Shakira entered the outskirts of Chimoio city; he picked up the familiar smell of wood smoke emanating from the nearby homes. He looked down at his watch; three-twenty pm it would be dusk in two hours he pulled over at the side of the road alongside one of the many outlying farms.

Shakira climbed into the back of the truck to unpack the device from its box, he placed it on the floor of the truck and operated the systems check switch, after a moment a green light came on signaling the device was ready for activation.

He climbed down from the truck and checked the wind direction; a gentle northeasterly warm breeze was blowing towards the city fringes about a mile away.

Shakira looked around it was quiet with no visible signs of life from the surrounding area; he then set eyes on a ruined small building fifty yards down the road he jumped back into the truck and drove down to the ruin.

It was obviously a storage hut at one time but was now just derelict with no roof he looked around before into climbing Back the rear of the truck, just as he picked up the device that weighed fifty pounds he was suddenly alerted to the sound of an approaching vehicle.