"Like, I salute you, Admiral Ham Sandwich," said Shaggy as he ate his way through the Fort Eiling mess hall. "And, like, your meaty deliciousness I salute twice!"
Scooby pretended to march around before burying his nose in some mashed potatoes and eating noisily. As the hungry duo ate, a rotting creature creeped in behind them. It wore a dirty camo outfit and had glowing yellow eyes.
Scooby saw the creature first and started pawing at Shaggy to get him to leave. "Scooby, there's, like, plenty for you, too."
At that moment, the zombie soldier grabbed Shaggy and spun him around! "Like, zoinks!" cried Shaggy, pulling away from the monster. "Let's, like, get out of here!"
He and Scooby raced out of the mess hall and towards Fred's trap. Too bad they forgot to turn in time and stumbled into the ropes meant for the monster!
The zombie soldier, moving too fast for a dead guy, kept chasing them. Still tied together, Scooby and Shaggy ran through the obstacle course and fell into the mud pit.
As the soldier came towards the scared duo, Scooby and Shaggy climbed out of the mud. To the zombie, though, it looked like a two-headed misshapen mud monster!
"Help! Monster!" the zombie called. "I give up! I give up! Just save me from the monster!"
Fred, Velma and Daphne rushed forward to grab the monster while Scooby and Shaggy cleaned themselves off. Admiral Fairweather, a man dressed all in camo, ran up to see what was going on. "Hey, you caught the zombie!" he cheered.
"It's not really a zombie," said Velma, reaching for the creature's mask. "It's really Private Benson!"
"Jeepers!" cried Daphne. "But why?"
"I'm guessing he wanted to scare everyone else away so he could find the lost treasure of General Grimes," Velma said.
"And he used the legend of General Grimes returning from the grave to explain away the holes he had to dig to try and find it," finished Fred.
"And I'd have been rich, too, if it weren't for you meddling civilians," spat Benson as some MPs led him away.
"So where is the treasure?" asked the admiral.
"Only General Grimes knows that," said Velma. "And he won't be talking anytime soon."
"Well, thank you for saving the base, at least," said Admiral Fairweather. "Where are you off to now?"
"We've got some sort of demon gorilla to deal with in Central City up the road," said Fred.
The admiral frowned. "Central City?" he said. "You'd better watch your step. One of the generals went there and got all loopy from something he called the Streak."
"Like, maybe we'd, like, better skip this Central City," said Shaggy. "Like, killer gorillas are one thing but, like, scary streaks are even worse!"
"Shaggy, I promised Dr. Wells I would come," said Velma.
"But, like, I'm afraid of streaks," Shaggy whined.
"Re roo," Scooby said, shaking.
"Is there anything you're not afraid of?" asked Daphne.
"Like, double-decker cheeseburgers!" said Shaggy, licking his lips.
"We'll stop on the way," Velma said. "Now let's go! They're waiting for us!"