Change of plan......

Who:- Landing party, minus Seymours group
Where:- The island
"DAMMIT!" Yelled Jay, slamming his mobile phone shut.
"What is it?!" Asked Alota, looking up from the map she and Phil were
going over, creating a battle plan.
"Seymour..." said Jay "He's only gone and bloody taken a scout party
into the devil-gelf's lair!"
"HE DID WHAT?!" screeched Alota, getting to her feet in a rage-
fuelled motion quicker than even Jay had seen her get to her feet in
a rage-fuelled motion.
"And he's taken the car..."
Alota's face was red with anger, her blood boiling, her eyes squinted
in a hate-filled glare, off in the direction where Seymour had gone.
"Guess now's not the time to tell her I spent our entire joint-
account funds on parts for the Phoenix...." Jay whispered to Phil.
"HEY ALOTA!" yelled Phil "GUESS WHAT JAY DID!!"
Where Jay had stood there was now a Jay-shaped dust cloud.....
Later....
The Space Eagle II landed near the cave entrance. The cockpit of the
Eagle hissed and slid back, Jay leapt out and landed perfectly with
the grace of a cat several feet down.
"The car's here" he said into his radio as the Inbound Raven
descended and lowered its landing legs. "Roger" said Alota, "Be there
in 2"
The larger craft finished it's landing, and for once, it was
perfect.....well...perfect for Dean...he HAD managed to land one
landing leg atop a 12 foot high boulder, the only boulder in a very
very large area of wasteland.
The occupants, being Alota and Phil, and a large security force
exited the craft down the ramp that had lowered at a 45 degree angle
to the ground, and teetered precariously a good 2 feet from the
surface due to Dean's landing.
Dean joined them shortly after and tried to get someone to compliment
his parking.
"The car's been overturned" said Jay "No sign of the guy's though"
"All the weapons and supplies have been taken, I'd guess they're
ok...."
"THEY WILL NOT BE FOR LONG I ASSURE YOU-SKI!" came a voice above them.
The group looked up, on the edge of the clifftop, high above the cave
entrance was a man, dressed in a soviet army uniform.
"Josef Stalin!" gasped Alota.
"YOU'RE FRIENDS HAVE GOTTEN A LITTLE TO CLOSE TO THE SPIRIT GENERATOR
FOR OUR LIKING-SKI!" Stalin said, "AND I WILL MAKE SURE YOU DO NOT
GET A CHANCE TO GET SO CLOSE-SKI!"
"Spirit What-erator?!" Dean asked.
"UNDEAD ARMY-SKI!!!" Yelled Stalin, his voice turning into a high-
pitched warble, "ATTACK-SKI!!!!!"
Without warning, along the cliff top appeared a large army of the
undead, that outnumbered the small group of officers and security
grunts that were milling around the two spacecraft. They leapt from
down from the cliff edge, and stood from their landing-crouches and
moved toward the group.
"Shit...." was all Jay could say as he primed his power-rifle.....
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