This line really raises flags:
Instead, they continued past the gate and onto the base.
On the Air Force base, I have to weave through a maze of concrete-filled iron posts, Have my ID bio-metrically scanned by an armed guard, and after that there is a huge pop-up barrier about 200' after the gate that can stop a dump truck if the guard pushes the button.
Exactly. And on a Marine Base!!!
Older Than Dirt Alert here, but when I grew up, Marines manned the gates, and I am telling you, NO ONE in their right mind tried to run ‘em unless they were in the market for a new set of tires : o
May God bless them, every one.
Tatt
Reminds me of the story of the young woman who was driving home and heard a radio report of an escaped sexual killer who had just escaped from a mental asylum. She got home, pulled up in the garage, closed the garage door, got inside, locked, bolted and chained the doors, locked the windows and ran upstairs. Entering her bedroom she locked the bedroom door and with great difficulty moved a huge chest-of-drawers in front of it. She got into bed and turned out lights just in time to hear a voice say, "Now we're locked in for the night!"