[pshrynk]

Harv pulled the sailboat onto the shore with the pulley system he had rigged weeks before. It was just more convenient to have it handy. He dabbed at the place he thought the leak was coming from for a few moments and tried to forget about Vera.

Giving it up for a bad idea, he turned and strode to the railhead. Maybe a few peach tortes at the Enlisted Club would help him get over his funk. After jumping on the train, he settled down for the fifty minute ride to Panama City.

He got off the car at the Zone terminus and strode resolutely toward the Base. By God! He would be rid of the thoughts of Vera before the night was over!

Stalking past the guards, he nodded in their direction. It was always good policy to stay in their good graces. As he walked past where the pumping station used to be, he was struck by the oddity that it was no longer there.

"Wallbanger!" cried out a familiar voice.

"Why, Lieutenant Colonel Biggles! How lovely to see you! Pray tell, why is the pumping station no longer there?"

"A very good question, my dear boy! It would seemt that we have saboteurs in our midst. Blew up to all Hell and back last night. Right under our very noses!"

"What? With all the guards you have standing around?"