Whoah, I was just rereading the old chapters, and I can't beleive how many typos I had. Well, now I'm gonna start updating alot more. I also apologize for the formating of the last chapter. I have no clue what happened there. From now on, I;m sticking with Notepad, it worked before and (hopefully) still works now. I'm gonna redo that chapter later (it's on another computer). After finshing (or giving up) this story, I have at least two more Starfox fics planned. One is Starfox Assault (a short fic based on the newest Starfox game), and the other is a completely original fic. I'm going to work on them a few chapters at a time then release them one at a time, so I won't have to stress about updating as much. I had to add periods to the end of nearly every sentence. really hates me for some reason. Maybe for not updating enough.
Legal Crap: I don't own Starfox, Nintendo, or a car. I have NOTHING. Go away.

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Starfox: The Lylat Chonicles Chapter 4: The Freedom of Corneria, Part 3-Unexpected Help

"I hope Fox and Falco are okay." -Slippy

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"This is pretty boring," Slippy commented. They had been encircling the complex for seven minutes. It seemed that there weren't any vehicles patroling the base. "Well, at least that's less chances for us to die. Right?" Peppy had been alternating between looking at his radar, and looking out of the cockpit window and still found nothing and that troubled him. "Slippy, I think there isn't much opposition because they are all gathered in one place. This acually increases the chances of death."
Peppy switched back to radar. Slippy sighed. Why did he become a fighter? Why didn't he become a mechanic full time like his father? Still, flying did give him a thrill that even finshing repairs on the most recked equipment couldn't give him.
"Peppy?"
"Mm."
"What do you plan on doing after the war? You know, when all of this is over." Peppy thought for a second. "I think after all the killing that we're going to do, being a doctor and saving lives will do even more good for the Lylat system."
"Wow, there goes being a mechanic being great for people. That's just so-WHAT THE!"
After talking for a while, they had forgotten to watch out for troops. Unfortunatly twenty tanks and two attack carriers were approaching the complex, bearing a Red "A" with a line in the backdrop, Andross's insagnia. They were coming fast and the tanks were already targetting the Arwings. They were shooting to kill.
Peppy quickly activated his comm. system and contacted Fox. "Fox! You're not gonna beleive this! You gotta get out of there now!"
Fox got out of cover long enough to squeeze of three shots. He ducked back around the corner as shots zinged through the air and collided with the walls. It turned the areas where the laser bolts collided black, but the wall was intact.
"At least we don't have to worry about damaging the walls," said Falco sarcasticly, downing another soldier.
Fox was shouting into the comm system on his wrist now. "We're pinned down. It can't be much worse up there."
"Fox, there's like twenty tanks up here! HELP!" Slippy's voice was even higher than usual in his state of panic.
Just as Fox was thinking things were hopeless, a lizard fell screaming. Falco looked at Fox. "Fox?" Fox shook his head. He had no clue either. Then two more lizards fell. The lizards turned around to see who was shooting at them, and that was when Fox and Falco went all out. In less then half a minute, all of the soldiers were dead. And standing behing them was...the scientists!
Fox was amazed. "But...how?"
A toad in his 50's stood forward. "I helped free the other scientists that Andross had captured in their own rooms here in the base. Then when we were gathered up, we attacked. No one was left alive. I couldn't have done it if it wasn't for my son. He gave me the courage I needed."
Falco was impressed. "Where is he? He sounds like a great guy." Beltino was puzzled. "Didn't you know? My name is Beltino Toad. Slippy Toad is my son."
TO BE CONTINUED

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