(TX Airspace)
"I'm heading towards the Texas Base," Dr. Kerzach said. <ROSS, guide me through proper radio sequence and landing.>
<Okay,> ROSS replied.
Below them was a mass of sprawling mines and refineries and solar power plants - understandable since Texas was home to large of mining operations and had lots of sun.
Dr. Kerzach then turned the plane towards the Texas Base. "I think we can get there in a half hour or so," he announced.
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(TX Truck stop)
Dr. Zanasiu and Sharon parked their SUVs in the nearby empty spaces and entered the building to go to the bathroom Spc. Crota, Sgt. Masters and the Mongoose Cobalt soldier followed them. The truck stop was quite busy but most of the patrons left the group alone.
Although quite a few of them, noticing Cobalt Squad's ACU uniforms, thanked them for their service to the country.
Zachary waved the group over. He along with Dr. Wayne, Cobalt Leader and Dr. Bailey were sitting in the food court. Cobalt Leader was drinking some ice coffee while Dr. Bailey was eating some fish sticks. Dr. Wayne was eating a salad.
At another table, Alfred was engaged in a good-natured arm wrestling match with some truckers. Most of the challengers were Bison, Rhinos, Hippos, Gorillas, Elephants, Boas, Anacondas or other large and muscular anthros but some incredibly daring (or stupid) challengers were Humans, Dholes and smaller anthros. Loud roars of approval came from the crowd surrounding him as Alfred defeated another opponent.
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Meanwhile, Gustave had finished refueling the SUV and pulled into a parking space. As soon as he got out, a pickup truck pulled in next to the empty space behind him and the driver leaned out the window and shouted at him.
"You stole my parking space!" the man shouted.
"'Your' parking space? I was here first!" Gustave countered. Needless to say, he had not made the best choice of words.
The man shut off his truck and got out. He was hulking Longhorm dressed in a denim jacket and a muscle teeshirt. The man was about as tall as Gustave - a little over seven feet - and about as muscular, discounting the beer gut that Gustave had.