The Track of the Pocket Miner

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Wutbipe streaks through the smoke of the burning tent and lands next to Wimdit.

"Allo Wutbipe!" The Xrit says as another cyan bolt smacks into Drich's dead body, spattering them both with smoking blood and flesh. "Is plenny a room here ahind Drich for now, but we is runnin outa Drich pretty quick. Is you seein ennyting ober dere? How is da boys doink down dere?" Grabbing up the PML Wimdit motions for Wutbipe to load. Wutbipe slams an AP round into the rear of the PML and snaps the igniter into postion.

The tunnel below is full of running Eli. Turel Bevlik, his phan like gallop down the tunnel peters out, and he leans againts a wall, hacking, gagging, gasping for air, hotter than the Nine Hells of Bally's, covered in sweat. Too spent to broadcast a cheery message to the Boss and Wutbipe up above, he gropes at his left leg with his left hand.......

The old Raider, pulls a wad bright cloth from a cargo pocket on his armored leg, and wipes his streaming face with it. His big blue eyes blaze, his nostrils flare and his mule like ears quiver under the Raider helmet as he sucks the familiar scent of Bodacious Bonnie Blue-Flagg into his laboring lungs! Wiping his red face again, he sucks in her scent, feeling the rush of those macho Eli Raider testosterones through out his once tired old, and armored bod !!!!!! Bevlik, shakes the cloth in the air, revealing a set of skimpy scarlet panties (a gift from his very own true love on Lee's World' premier titty bar, the THYME OUT CLUB). Carefully cramming the panties back into the cargo pocket, and sealing it, he fumbles inanother pocket and pulls out a pair of DOC FUKYEW'S PATENTED PAIN KILLERS AND TESTOS -TERONE STORM STIMM CONES. Bevlik places the first cone against his neck and suqeezes it (PHEW!goes the cone!). Tossing it aside he quickly doses himself with the second stimm cone(PHEWT!), tosses it aside, takes a huge breath, hitches up his 20 year collection of good living, and jogs down the tunnel, lighting off his jetpack, and feeling sure that if a nub noits like Wutbipe could flyout of here on his own, well, BY THE GODS OWF SPACE, HE, TUREL BEVLIK, TERROR OF THE SPACEWAYS, ELI SKROWL-SLAYER, AND AWL AHROUN NISE DEWD, SURE AS XHIT COULD DO IT WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM BONNIE AND DOC FUKYEW!

Listening to the martial tune of the GRA - REEN BAR-RAYS in his mind, Turel Bevlik, zooms to the rescue, SINGING HAPPILY, "FIDDEN SOEJERS FRUM DA SKICES! FARLASS MEN WOT YOMPS, ANNA FLIES! MENS HOO MEANS, JESS WAD DEY SASES, DOSE BRAAFF MENS OWF DA GRA-REEN BAAAAR -RAAAAAAYS!" "FIDDEN SOEJERS FRUN DA SKICES, DOSE BRAAFF MENS OWF DA GRA-REEN BAR-RAYS"!" TUREL BEVLIK, full of good vibes after a double dose of Bonnie Blue-Flagg's drawers and a double dose of DOC FUKYEW stimm cones, has a sudden flash of brains!

GODS OWF SPACE! FABIO BRONSTIK, applying space bandaides to the left side hull of the DISCO HORROR, issa inna danger! Anna awl dat poe BRONSTIK DEWD hassa iss ah dommed flashlight fors ah weepon! XHIT!!!!!!!! Dere issa a bugkethaid owt dere wiv a slaber dis gun, anna da dommed fing hassa ha huge grate amounts owf thyme tew woik etts way offer tew da pah-lace whar da DISCO anna FABIO arse! XHIT!!!!!!!

SOOPER TUREL BEVLIK in his super aware state of the way things are, suspects that the coomo with the Topsiders is gone due to a lack of a line of sight for the signal to travel along, assigns a part of His Mighty Eli Raider Mind to send FABIO BRONSTIK an emergency headsup BY SHEER ELI RAIDER BRAIN POWER! Tongue hung out of his mouth for leverage, SOOPER TUREL BEVLIK zooms down the tunnel toward the entrance (all the while frantically rubbing the lucky charm with his left hand, that he got from the big box of cold breakfast cereal on Lee's World; CAPTAIN FLAKEY'S COMET RANGER'S CRUNCH!) and pushes the warning across time and space, through solid rock dirt, and other crap by SHEER ELI RAIDER BRAINPOWER ! (even with the double dose of Bonnie's drawers and DOC FUKYEW'S SOOPER TUREL BEVLIK 'S SOOPER ELI RAIDER BRAIN cannot handel words like extra - sensory powers or telepathy!!); "FABIO BRONSTIK! Dis issa yore ole Eli Raider butty SOOPER TUREL BEVLIK! Cobber yew aces butty! Dere issa a nassy bugkethaid rowbutt owt deres sum whars wiff ah slabber dis gun! Anna dis dommed bugkethaid hassa plenny ow thyme tew snake opps onna yews wile yew been woikin onna da DISCO HORROR! WACHOWT BUTTY! NUN OWF USSES CANNA HEP YOUSE RITE NAO!"

SOOPER TUREL BEVLK pauses abruptly in sending this warning, managing by a combination of incredible skill, and coordination to avoid flying into the walls, the floor and the ceiling! Once more in full control of the situation, SOOPER TUREL BEVLIK rmembers what his ole gray haired Momma told him when he was just a youngker; "TUREL! Awl wase bees pole-lite wen youse tawk tew fokes! Ett sabes down thyme wile youse iss ree-cobberin frum ah ace kikking fors nod habben noe manners!" Sooo SOOPER TUREL BEVLIK, mighty Eli Raider Brain bulging with effort,uses his ESP to send out a final: "HAB AH NISE DAYES FABIO BRONSTIK!" SOOPER TUREL BEVLIK then continues to fly like the wind toward the tunnel entrance.

Blasting through the tunnel scattering dirt and rocks, he lands with the grace of a pregnant ballerina next to Tuibb, just under the shaft to the surface at J-12. He kills the jetpack, and , after making sure BangedventoleBetsy is ready to rock, FLICKS OFF THE SAFEY, and broadcasts on the tac -comm net, " KOMMANDUR XHIT! HAVE NO FEAR, BEVLIK IS HERE! WACHA DOINGK OPP DERES? WHAR IS DAT BAD BOY ETT WOT ISSA GIFFIN YOUSE GUYS A TUFF THYME? GIMME AH SIDRAP OAFFER?"

Unfortunately Turel's telepathic warning is too little, too late. Above, on the surface at L-16, Wimdit is just drawing down to aim the PML when a cyan bolt slashes through his optical visor and smashes into his brain. The heat from the powergun flash boils the Xrit's brain and the steam pressure blows his head to fragments. His headless body slumps forward over Drich's broken body. Wutbipe, spattered by bloody of brain, ducks down behind the two bodies. Alarms sound in his ears. His helmet com is screaming.

Vlad is applying large band-aid to side of hull. Suddenly he hears strange music and a clattering sound. He steps toward the front of the disco and looks over the slope of the nose. It is the miner's track coming fast. The overhead hatches are open and a bucket head with a nasty looking HCSMG is drawing a bead on the Disco. For a fraction of a second he considers running and leaving the Disco to its fate, but there is no cover anywhere nearby. So he dashes through the side door and starts toward the pilot's compartment, but the evil track thing opens fire at close range. The Disco's hull is filled with smoke, and nasty red laser beams. The Fabian sees a flash of red and all goes black.

Wutbipe looks over his right shoulder and sees a stream of laser fire. His optics go into binocular mode just in time to see the evil track thing firing at short range into the Disco. Laser, Heavy Cone Machine Gun, and from the open hatch of the track, a bucket head with a Heavy Cone Submachine Gun, are all perforating the old school bus like a sieve. His jaw drops in horror as the track's disintegrator fires cutting the Disco in half.

To be Continued:

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