They both stared flatly at Colonel Wesly, while the AIbot beat the crap out of eric on R2R5.
"Would you greive terribly if I transfered you to the Omega base?" Said Colonel Wesly
"AAaaaahhhh, gimme some time on that" said Eric
"Time we don't have. I give you 15 minutes"
"Can I bring along 2 others?"
"1"
"Only 1?"
"Only 1."
Eric rushed off to get Rugget. he found him quickly, marc trailing behind. He was talking on a pay-phone.
"Oui-Oui," he said into the reciever "I sink so too. I ville see you satuerday, zen? Oui-Oui, Arreviderci." then he hung up
"What's up Tizzoas?" asked Rugget
"Colonel Wesly wants to transfer me" said Eric hurriedy "He will let me bring 1 person. But who...?"
"Take Marc," said Rugget Jovially "I ave found somesing ere zat I cannot find elsewhere"
Eric took a wild stab, but kept it to himself. Then, Colonel wesly showed up
"Time's up" he said "What's it gonna be?"
"I'm going." said Eric "And I'm Taking Marc Bonner with me"
"What's going on here?" said Captain Masterson "Are these two bothering you?"
"Quite the contrary, Masterson" said Colonel Wesly "I want to trade a couple of GI's Masterson, Is that allright?"
"Sir, yes sir!"
"Very well." said Colonel Wesly " I give you 1 week. See you then" and then he left
"Captain Masterson," said Eric "Can I take my 1 week leave now?
"Sure," said Masterson "I don't see why not"
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The next day, After Eric finished packing, he picked up his car from the armory then drove aroundtown for a bit. At 11:45 he got to his parents house, just in time for lunch. He also whooped His kid brother, Curly's ass on R2R5, then he left at 3:00. at 3:30 he arrived in Waco and hopped out of his car, went over to the door and knocked.
"Who is it?" replied the resident
"Weather Salesman. Would you be intrested in buying a Hurricane or two, or three, or four..."
"Oh, come in Eric"
"Hey," said Eric carrying his stuff through the door, throwing his stuff down on the sofa
Laura was still wearing her bathrobe
"Damn, woman! Do you ever get dressed?" Said Eric, screwing up his face
"Har har," she said, sarcastically "Very funny"
"Hey listen" said Eric "Can I use your phone?"
He dialed the base number.
"Hello," said the operator "this is the Beta squadron, Commanded by Captain Roy Masterson, how may I route you to the appropriate line?"
"Yeah, can I talk to Corpral Rugget Peters, in bunkhouse 6?"
"Hold please."
*****************5 minutes later****************
"Alo?"
"Yeah, Rugget?"
"Speaking"
"Rugget," started Eric "I was talking to Colonel Wesly, and it got me thinking"
"Oh? About vat?" Rugget asked
"Your nationality." said Eric "We all put $10 in a pool to see who got the closest guess"
"Und?"
"Your full Name's Rugget Sargeivo Vladmir Peters, right?"
"Ya?"
"Well," started Eric "I think you're french, Marc thinks you're Italian, Kris thinks you're german, Barney thinks you're Soviet, Captain Masterson thinks you're Serbo-Croatian, Colonel Wesly thinks you're Czech, Arnold Rodgers thinks you're Spanish, Andy Moins thinks you're Portaguese, And my dad thinks you're British. Who's right?"
"Nobody!" he said, than burst into a fit of laughter
"Nobody?"
"Is dere an echo? Ches, nobody!" Said Rugget "Try und svallow zis. I vas born in Cairo, Egypt!"
"So Who wins the pot?"
"Mmmmmm.... Colonel Vesly, because my parents vere both from Carlsbad, Czechoslovakia"
"Wierd..." Said Eric "Well, catch ya on the flip side, leter" Then he hung up.
"O-la Senior Citizen"
"Eric," She said "What're you doing here?"
"Hey, My brother Curly told me this great Joke, wanna hear it?" Eric said Excitedly
"Sure I guess"
"Ok, Great!" Eric said "Ok, so this guy and this girl get on an elevator, M'kay? so then, Ther Girl's like '*Sigh* T-G-I-F' then the guy's like 'S-H-I-T' Then she looks over at him and goes 'T-G-I-F' so the guy's like 'S-H-I-T' And then she's like 'no, no, T-G-I-F' so the guy's like 'S-H-I-T' so then she wheels over and says 'what that means is "Thank God It's Friday"' so then the guy says 'uh-huh, and what THAT means is "Sorry Honey, It's Thursday"'"
Laura laughed uncontrollably, then streightened up and said "That still doesn't answer my question"
"I'm gonna be here for 2 weeks, if thats OK," Said Eric "I'd stay over at my Dad's, but My grandparents, Albert and Lola are staying over."
"Sure, But..." Started Laura, but then the doorbell rang
"Millatary, or civillian!?" Shouted Eric
"Millitary!" came the answer
The door flung open, and eric drew his Raptor and flung it out into the mans nose. At the same time, A Wolfram P2K stuck into his face. They noticed the tattoos on eachother's hand, then holstered their firearms, then shook hands.
"Corpral Eric Theodore-Clancy Simmons, Beta Squadron, Omega Squadron as of next week"
"Staff Seargent Sean Edwin Zucker, Omega squadron, Beta squadron as on next week"
"What seems to be the trouble, Mister Zucker?" Asked Laura
"Our siesmographs report some kind of subteranian unit, either a devil's tounge or a sub-t APC" Started seargent Zucker "Reinforcements are too far away. The nearest available are 125 miles to the northwest,"
"What about the beta squadron?" Asked Eric
"They're Busy"
"With what?" asked Eric "a skirmish battle?"
"No," said Sean "A full scale attack"
"So who's gonna defend waco?"
"Reinforcements will be here in a half hour." Started Sean "That thing, which i've been told just now, is a devil's tounge, will be here in 5 minutes..."
Then there came a runbling
"Wow," said Eric "Shortest 5 minutes in the history of time!"
"Funny" Said Sean "But this is no laughing matter"
Then, a giant fissure formed in the street and up from the middle, rose a devil's tounge, smashing a car to the side. The driver jumped out before the car hit a bearby building, and smacked into a supply truck, badly injuring his leg. The flamethrowers on the devils tounge melted the car in a matter of seconds. Alone, yet armed to the teeth, Eric and Sean Charge into battle.
