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(random thought about the several combat scenes where pilots just happen to eject and float down safely.)
"Thank you for flying Joe airlines…"
"Shut it Ace."
"I'm your commanding officer!"
"You could have fooled me!"
"All of you shut up!" General Hawk yelled over the radio. "We have Rattlers inbound."
"Got it boss." Ace said.
Hawk glared at the communicator. "Why did I get put in command of these lunatics?"
Polly landed on his head. "Awk! The inmates are escaping, the inmates are escaping!"
"Shipwreck!" Hawk yelled. "Get this stupid bird out of here!"
"But he wanted to help!"
Hawk glared. "With what? He can't even give out correct information."
Duke blinked. "What information?"
General Hawk glared. "Don't you know? It's the doctors who are escaping the inmates. Not the other way around."
"COBRA!"
"YO JOE!"
BOOOM
Ace blinked as he floated down again. Then he reached for the communicator.
"Ok. Who bet that twenty of us and twenty five of them would be shot down in the first 30 seconds?"
"Not I."
Wild Bill flew by. He was cackling maniacally as three Rattlers chased him.
Ace sighed. "Now I remember… And how does he get away from them anyhow?"
Then he looked over at a figure parachuting down a few feet from him. "Oh. It's you again."
The Rattler pilot glared at him as they floated down together. Several other Joes and Cobras were carrying on conversations too.
"How many times has it been now, Joe?"
Ace grinned. "Other than the ones where I didn't get shot down and you still did?"
"Good point." The pilot sighed. "So what was the verdict?
"Twenty for us. Twenty-five for you."
"Crap… look. I'll have to pay you the next time this happens."
Ace nodded. "Fine by me. So how are the kids?"