"I see." Anthony paused. "Well, do you know where Dr. Zanasiu is? Unless you give me directions to your position, we'll have to continue on our own. Acting Commander wants Summers and his team back as soon as conceivably possible. Alternately, if you think you're going to get there first, relay our message to Summers' team so that they can meet up with us somewhere between Zanasiu and here."
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Since Shelton was still in between the autoturret and the guards, Shelton had no way of knowing that the turret was no longer firing at him, so he kept his head down. His mind was racing but he had no idea of anything either of them could do.
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Gustave scoffed. "A croc and a bison. It's the ambushers that would be making an unwise decision."
Sharon nodded. "We'll come you, then," she volunteered herself and Anne. "If we find a car, I'll be able to identify it by its tracks."
Gustave hesitated. "Uh, I don't think that's such a good idea--"
"Why, are you not manly enough to protect us?" Sharon asked innocently.
"Of course I am!" Gustave exclaimed angrily.
Sharon smiled. "Awesome, then." She knelt down. "Upon further examination, I don't think this vehicle is necessarily working for the military. It certainly was at some point, but the shallow pattern suggests the wheels have not been retreaded recently, and a base could get in trouble if their vehicles are not properly maintained. I would know; I got Pelvanida out of a few scrapes myself by noticing things right before inspection day."