Desert Treasure

[t0l]

Seven lightly-armored transports made their way over an old desert highway, the same one that he was posted up on six moinths ago, arranged tightly in a column formation as they raced down the road towards a triple-sunset. Cool breeze filled Tal's vehicle, as their bulletproofed windows had been rolled down in preparation for this final journey. Honestly, he would've forgotten about all of his Nauru woes, had it not been for the smell of fecal matter that wafted through his truck as well.

"A gathering of angels appeared above my head..."

The lyric was whispered by a certain Daniel Wheeler, who had normally been fairly quiet ever since their fateful conversation about female preferences. Without a doubt, the Bretonian had hummed the line under the naive assumption that nobody could hear him over the deafening roar of wind, but unfortunately for him, someone else had caught on and was now singing in unison. Not that anyone minded, of course, since they were all so caught up in the moment.

"They sang to me this song of hope, and this is what they said!"

Bah, whatever, thought Tal, A little singing never hurt nobody anyhow.

"They said, come sail away!"

All four occupants of the vehicle burst out into song, with anybody listening to the radio getting an earful of mixed tones and general off-tune loudness.

"Come sail away! Come sail away with meeee! Come sail away, come sail away! Come saaaaaaaaaaail awaaaaaaaaay with meeeeeeeeee!"

And so, the valiant mercenaries of Boogieman 2-1 rode off into the sunset, eager to resume their normal lives far, far away from this hellhole of a planet.

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