There were tanks sitting abandoned on the highway where they had run out of fuel. Ralph’s group didn’t bother searching them, anything both useful and portable would have been stripped weeks ago. They were impressive nonetheless: enormous and powerful reminders of a civilization that had crumbled to virtually nothing in a day.
Ralph climbed atop one to get a good look downrange with the binoculars. There was no movement as far as he could see. “Search those cars over there. And there might be canned food in the camper.”
He wondered if any of the tanks’ main cannons were loaded.