The Secret Society of Sorority Satanists
Evil Wayne: Serials

    #8138

"What?" Kevin said.
  "It's them, the bitches! Prepare to attack!"
  "Are you nuts?" Kevin was wary of attacking a tanker full of innocent people.
  "Are you blind?"
  "What are you talking about?"
  "Look!" Lee pointed.
  Kevin looked down at the tanker. So it was a little odd, so what? That doesn't mean anything.
  Then he saw it and he knew too.
   Lee was right.
  "My God, they are on that supertanker!"
  "Right! Now, prepare to attack!"
  "Yes, sir!" Kevin said closing his portion of the canopy. Lee kept his open.
  "Right, now first," Lee said as Kevin brought the Mustang into a dive.
  "We aim for that giant 4S painted on the tower!"



    #82

"YAHOOO!!!" Lee screamed as the plane roared out of the sky.
  Kevin noticed that the bridge appeared to be on fire, but paid it no mind.
  "I'm going to fire a couple of these missiles okay?" Kevin asked.
  "What?" Lee shouted, tossing a couple of grenades. "Why doncha fire a couple of those missiles?"
  "Right!" Kevin hit the launch controls and the sidewinder missiles promptly planted themselves over the tanker and into the ocean.
  "Oops."
  Lee ran his hand across his face, "Gimme control of the weapons, you moron!"
  Kevin complied and roared the Mustang up and around for another shot.



    #83

As Kevin pulled the Mustang up he noticed a few things.
  First, several smaller (but quite-large-enough-thank-you-very-much) boats were exiting the much larger tanker.
  Second, each of these boats seemed quite well armed.
  Third, there appeared to be about five helicopters near the rear, four of which appeared to be taking off.
  Fourth, these too, seemed awfully well armed.
  Fifth, Gullible was, in fact, in the dictionary --Wayne's been putting me on.
  Kevin shouted back to Lee, "I think we're going to have some company!"
  Lee cracked a wide smile, his eyes burned with excitement.
  "Then let's give them a proper welcome!" he said, pulling the pins on a couple of grenades.



    #84

The Mustang roared out of the clouds.
  Two enemy choppers were flying at it, guns blazing.
  Flack clouds burst around them, from the boats below.
  The distance between them was closing at a fantastic rate. At the last possible second, Kevin flipped the plane on its side and flew between both choppers. The resulting air turbulence in conjunction with the proximity of both choppers caused enough sway for the propeller blades to connect with one another.
  Both choppers blossomed bright orange explosions.
  "Two down!" Kevin snickered.
  "Wow!" Lee said amazed.
  Then looked at his grenades. "Without even a shot fired."



    #85

The Mustang continued its descent.
  Two gunboats became visible.
  "Ready torpedoes!" Kevin shouted.
  Flack explosions began to pockmark the sky.
  "Ah, Kev?"
  "Yeah?"
  "Gonna pull up soon?" Lee seemed slightly worried.
  "Have to get a good shot."
  "Ah, Kev?"
  "Yeah?"
  "I already let them go."
  "Oh, in that case," Kevin pulled the plane up, just as both boats exploded.   The Mustang roared upwards, right at one of the choppers.




38. This whole slew of cards is, as I've indicated, simply to pad out the series itself. But at this point I was trying to make sure the serial ended while Bill was still in the military, so it wasn't like these cards were months apart in arriving. I was actually on a schedule at this point, making sure that cards were mailed out about every two weeks so that there would be plenty of time for him to receive the finale and still have about a month of time left to server at in the Army.



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