AE: Apocalypse Earth Page #3

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you.

Alright. Dug in. We'll get food.

Give that to Captain Crowe.

Why you gonna give that to him?

You're just going to trust her?

What choice do I have?

Watch at 6.

Plus your gun's outta amo. Why

should we follow you?

Lieutenant Baum's training as

a military officer would have

included advanced

survival tactics.

As long as Captain Crowe incapacitated,

he is the logical leader.

Where is my banana split

already?

Here.

Good to eat. Sweet.

No!

Capelblom. One eat of

those kill a Kormoryx.

Kormoryx?

Very big. Very... bad?

Got it.

You always fed yourself?

Always.

Even when you were little?

Food.

- Whoa. Whoa. Whoa!

- Hey!

If you ever lay a hand on any member of

this group again I'll kick your ass.

Unless she beats me to it.

She put the fire out.

So she saved your ass again. The

fire would have given us away.

Well I am sorry I don't have your

training but we can't eat it raw.

What the hell is this anyway?

Don't worry. It will taste just

like chicken.

Hope this spaceship has an oven.

So what can you tell Chameleons?

It's not like I've been able to

run tests on them .

They have technology. Better than ours. But

they only seem to use it when they have to.

They keep the humanoids they catch as slaves, but

they didn't seem to know what to make of us.

What did they do to you?

Well, they seem to want to

know if we could inter--EH!

Cassie.

Sorry.

We're going to get wet.

I'd be happy to assist in

constructing a rain shelter,

however I don't believe that was

thunder.

Everybody under cover. Now!

Come on.

Oh god.

No. No.

Jason!

What the hell just happen?

This soil appears rich in

decomposing biological matter.

It's possible the bombs ignited the methane.

Higher ground will be safer.

Still looking like paradise to

you?!

This place ain't perfect but

it's got good air.

Even better then earth. Food. Water.

Even the right type of gravity.

You're forgetting about the

Chameleons.

Tim, which way to the ship?!

The structure is approximately

ten miles in that direction.

Let's get off this planet.

Don't ever try to stop me from

doing something again.

Lieutenant, as a military officer I

recognize that you tolerate a higher

level of risk than the others, but

I cannot allow you, or any human,

to sacrifice themselves for a lost cause.

Jason was already dead.

It's a long way to Tipperary.

It's a long way-

Captain.

Sorry.

How are you doing?

How am I doing? Better.

Thanks for uh-keeping the group

moving.

It's my job but I-

I had a concussion once... They asked me my name.

I said "Wednesday".

To bad it was Saturday.

I wonder what day it is here.

And what time?

Well the sun is going down. We

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