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Back at Mobile Control, Will stepped into the tent. He hooked a thumb over his shoulder. "It's startin' to rain pretty heavily out there."
Elise sighed with relief. "That'll be a big help."
Cassie nodded. "It will be, but don't count on it to extinguish the fire." She glanced across the readings at Mobile Control, then at her watch. "It might be time to wrap this up."
"I agree," Elise said. She turned back to Mobile Control. "All units from Mobile Control. Let's put this fire out, now. That means you head back to the Danger Zone, Fire Tender. You too, Thunderbird Two."
"Since Thunderbird Two is airborne, it would be wise to have it attack the fire from behind," Cassie added.
"Okay," Elise agreed. "Van Gogh, use the dicetyline on the back end of the fire. Fire Tender, attack it head on with both the water and dicetyline."
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"F-A-B," said Callie. She turned to her companion. "Well, Brains, you heard the lady. The quicker we get this out, the faster we can all go home."
He looked at her. "Say, what's your hurry?"
"I feel like just getting this done. Don't worry, I'm not trying to rush anything."
Brains said nothing, just shook his head a little as Callie drove them back toward the fire.
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In the Firefly, Scott nodded toward Gordon. "Time to fire off some more shells. Then you can start using the pump."
Gordon checked his gauges. "Ready when you are, old timer."
Scott rolled his eyes and Nikki chuckled as Scott maneuvered the Firefly into position.
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"Ready for more, Luke?" Tin-Tin called back.
"I've been ready all day." Luke adjusted the dicetyline mix. "After this I'll need a nice, cold Guinness to wash the smoke from my throat."
"We can change positions, if you want," Brandon offered.
"Nah. I'm good. This dicetyline stuff is pretty amazing. We should knock this baby down in no time."
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Virgil turned Thunderbird Two around, and prepared another set of missiles. I can see what Cassie means by needing another method for firefighting from the air. The missiles are good, but the dicetyline gun will be more effective, I think.
He flew over the first line of fire, the heavy rain drenching his windshield. Between that and the smoke, he could barely see out, and was relying on his instruments to show him where the worst of the fire was, as well as where the positions of the three firefighting vehicles.
"Firing first barrage now!" he called.
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"Firing shells now!" Scott's voice overlapped Virgil's at Mobile Control. John, sitting on a small folding chair, ankle propped up on another, listened intently to the ongoing fight. He was feeling a bit crowded; the tent walls shuddered in the increasing wind. Dom sat on the ground near him, and Will, who had been interested in the readouts at first, moved around to the other side of the Mobile Control unit to make room. Cassie stood where she'd been almost the entire time, at Elise's right shoulder.
"Feelin' a tad cramped in here," Dom whispered to John. "The wind and rain... they remind me of London."
"Yeah, but we were out in it then." John glanced at his watch. "Hope we can get this done before sundown."
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"How's it look, Luke?" Tin-Tin asked, craning her neck to see their surroundings. "It's gotten so dark; visibility's way down."
"Let me know if I have to change position," Brandon added.
"Looking good out there, actually." Luke checked the heat signatures around them. "The active fire is out. There's just the smoldering stuff that's left, and that's dwindling fast."
"Should we call in and let them know we're done?" Brandon asked.
"Give it a few more minutes."
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"I don't think I'm going to have to do much, here, Scott." Gordon checked the heat signatures. "There's only a couple of hot spots left."
"Then douse them, and let's get out of this rain," Nikki said. "It's getting hard to see out there."
"Mobile Control from Firefly," Scott said, touching his earpiece. "We've got things nearly under control here. Someone else need help?"
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"How's the dicetyline holding out, Brains?" Callie asked as she kept her eyes firmly fixed on the terrain before her.
"We're getting low," Brains said, a touch of concern to his voice. "I'm not sure if..."
His comment was cut off by a loud boom ahead of them. The area before them was suddenly covered in greenish-white foam -- as was the windshield of the Fire Tender.
"What what that!?" Callie shouted, bringing the Fire Tender to a shuddering halt.
"I think it was Thunderbird Two," Brains said dryly. "I guess we don't have to worry about the dicetyline levels anymore."
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"Mobile Control from Firefly. Fire in our sector is out."
"Mobile Control from Fire Truck. Reporting our sector is clear."
"Mobile Control from Fire Tender. Fire is contained in our area."
"F-A-B, all units." Elise let out a deep breath.
Will clapped. "Woo hoo!"
Elise put up a finger. "Hold that thought. Thunderbird Five from Mobile Control. How does it look, Indy?"
"Looks good from here, Frankie." Alan consulted his scanners. "Heat levels register from 0 to 0.2 at most, and the warmer spots are quickly cooling. Looks like the fire's out."
"And the weather?"
Alan glanced at the weather radar. "You've got another twenty minutes before the rain tapers off, I'm afraid."
"F-A-B. We can work with that. Mobile Control out." Elise switched channels. "All units from Mobile Control. Return to mobile base. I repeat, return to mobile base. Stand down at 1737 hours."
There was a chorus of "F-A-B." Elise turned to Cassie, who smiled widely.
"Looks like we've had a successful session," Cassie said, putting a hand on Elise's shoulder.
"That means you were a good teacher," Elise replied.
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"Base from Thunderbird Five." The eyes on Alan's portrait blinked. Jeff reached over to open communications.
"Base here, Alan. Go ahead."
"Stand down was called at 1737 hours. The island is clear of fire."
"F-A-B, Thunderbird Five."
Dianne came in with a tray of coffee cups and an insulated carafe. She glanced at Alan, then back at Jeff. "News?"
"Stand down has been called. The fire's out," Jeff explained.
She poured a cup of coffee, and handed it to Jeff. "Well then, I'd better let the kitchen crew know. I'm sure we'll have a lot of hungry people to feed at debrief."
--knocking it down by TracyFan4ever and Tikatu
  
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