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Chapter 11: The Third Rock From The Sun
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"Here we are, Sandstrike." Red Convoy said, "But no sign of any Predacon activity."
"What?" Sanstrike asked, "No ships? No energy signatures?"
"Nada." Red said tuning his scanners, "Unless..."
"Unless what?" Sandstrike asked.
Red Convoy said slowly. "They're jamming any maximal frequencies."
"Oh slag." Sandstriker said, "Can you take us planet side? Like real quick?"
"I sure can." Red Convoy said, getting the feeling that a Pred attack might be immanent. The corvette shot forward, aiming Earth. The bright blue and green sphere became larger in the view port.
Suddenly, a warning beacon on the dash began to flash."What's that?" Sandstrike asked.
"It means we've picked up the pred ship you were looking for. Must've come out of their jamming zone." Red muttered as he tried to control the shuttle in the rough upper atmosphere.
Sandstrike was tossed around in his seat. Red gripped the controls and pulled up tightly. "If the we can pick up the preds, then they'll know we've spotted them. And that means-"
A giant laser blasts the back of the stylish corvette, blowing open the engine conductor and the transwarp engines. Red Convoy saw that the ship was catching on fire, he told Sandstrike to press the large red button that was flashing.
Sandstrike pushed. "What'd I push, Red?"
"The fuel dump." He said.
"The fuel dump???" Sandstrike exclaimed.
What do you do now?
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