Another Backup Plan
"Okay, everyone listen up!" Dr. George announced clapping his hands together. "We have some flying saucers to deal with. Anyone got any plans?"
"Well, we can forget about remote flying them back to the base at Area 51," Monday said. "Mortamule had control of them the whole time and if he couldn't disengage the smaller craft, we can be sure that this will have to be done manually. Which makes this thing useless." Monday said putting down the remote control unit she was holding.
"What do you mean. . .manually?" Breaker asked.
"She means that the smaller craft will have to have pilots and detach from the mother ship while operating." Mortamule answered him.
"Then what?" Lurch asked, with one raised eyebrow.
"We'll have to get rid of the crafts, and taking them back is out of the question. We have to be creative about this." Mortamule said.
"We could park them all over the country in very visible, public places." Isotophes suggested.
"Talk about one hell of a disclosure." Ben said as he began to bring up flight routes and locations to various suitable landing areas on his computer screen.
"It'll scare a lot of people but it will really put those power-hungry politicians and their masters back into the cave they came from!" Nuzz said dryly.
"We're leaving one of the craft here!" Dr. George demanded.
"Yes, we're coming back in at least two of them, that's why we're getting rid of the others, so we can stay out here unnoticed, or until we can relocate. Twit." Snapped Monday Eve.
The others began to shut down their monitors and secure the place. Dr. George resealed all the secret areas and the solar density gun. Mortamule began to hand out handwritten notes and verbally instructing all the others on what to do. "Each craft has a navigational screen and a second monitor that acts only as radar, to indicate your movements horizontal, vertical and lateral of your craft and of other crafts." Mortamule spoke as simply as he could.
"The navigation will show you where you're at, at all times. As you know the air-frame will be somewhat round, this is simply the design that holds the generating powering structure so that pole reversal is achieved. You'll have to steer in a rotating motion at first to get lift, using the control column. When you pick out a destination to land the craft, you'll have to disconnect the tractor beam by rotating the entire craft in a 360 degree motion. Twice! Push to the left to do this! When you get the signal, drop the hydraulic supports and land the thing!" Mortamule instructed.
"So where do we, as pilots, go after landing? To a nearby phone booth?" Mole asked.
"When you drop the landing gear, the ship is designed to automatically flare, slowing your craft. We will all land together, but one ship gets left someplace, while its pilot boards another craft, until finally they're all dispersed!" Mortamule said, making sure the coast was clear as he looked toward all the ships.
Everyone, except Penn and Teller, understood everything Mortamule had instructed. However they played it down.
Everyone was getting into their combat clothes and readying their exploration gear as Dr. George and Lurch busied themselves with all the alarms in the place. Penn ran over and checked the gauges on the tanks of the base and having to open some of the valves from the surge of the atmospheric pressure from the magnetic storm.
"This gives new meaning to heating the neighborhood." He sighed. "Do we have an escape plan?"
"There's an underground passageway to an abandoned airport," Sketch answered. "There are some shuttle vans that still have fuel in their tanks if we need to use the road to make our escape."
At this new piece of information Penn and Teller looked at the crew with a certain disgust that they weren't fully informed of this earlier.
"How far down does the passage takes us?" Nuzz asked.
"Oh. It'll go down 570 feet below the surface. It'll be okay, the tunnels are lit and we have lights." Dr. George assured him.
"No giant cyclops or aliens, I hope." Nuzz joked.
"We have something crawling around here," Sketch broke in. "but it has considerably more than one eye."
Dr. George made some last checks on the place as he talked with Monday Eve. "I've never been to the sealed off areas in 51, did they really follow all their personnel"?
"The store, the post office, the bathroom if they're inclined to. No matter what." Monday answered frankly.
"How many UFOs are left at A-51 now?" Ben asked Mortamule as they filed towards the doors.
"Not even one."
"Well, you know they'll miss them."
"One would think."
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