The Series 
                                                 Episode Seventeen 
                                                 Rescue Team No.5 

Walter and the girls move quickly helping each other to suit-up, dressed in the latest technologically advanced suits with oxygen packs on their backs they look like astronauts. 
They do a radio check and proceed to hook up the oxygen to find the tanks are showing only twenty percent capacity, Walter knows their chances are slim, he hadn't counted on the back-pack tank seals being eroded by the moisture and humidity in the underground bunker, he still tries to maintain a positive attitude as he instructs his daughters. 
"Ok Silv, Jana, I'm going to open the airlock." 
Opening the door outwards he switches the power off, the air-con dies, the lights go out, only one lonely back-up light remains on the outside of the lift entrance near the stairs casting an eerie dim glow in the deathly silent darkness. 
Walter motions them to enter the lift, he pushes some buttons and the lift starts   ascending rapidly to the surface, Jana watches the depth gauge reading 120, 100, 80, 60, 40, 20, then there's a crunching sound, and they stop with a sick sounding thud in totally silent darkness only a few feet from the exit. 
Walter switches his back-pack light on revealing rocks, bricks, and twisted metal, in the massive upheavals of the wipeout  there must have been a cave-in, there only hope is the stairs he had built alongside the lift for such an emergency, so they dig like crazy to move this mess but quickly find the task is hopeless, they move rocks only to find more falling down on them as they toil in vain with their oxygen supplies starting to run low, Jana and Silv feel faint from the lack of air but manage to keep going. 
Outside is a smoky blue haze, the buildings are blackened and burnt out, the light that penetrates through the haze is glaringly harsh, probably the only reason the solar equipment functioned was because it was designed to work in high temperature, the buildings look strange with molten glass laying in congealed heaps at the bottom of windows like giant tear-drops as if they were crying in pain, the once smooth bitumen road was now pitted like the surface of the moon.
Seconds later a strange long sleek looking vehicle rumbles down the road on enormous ball bearing shaped wheels, it pulls up alongside the entrance to the bunker, a telescopic arm pokes out of the rear and SCANS for human body heat, then a door slides open and two robot excavators roll down a ramp and commence digging down to where the three are laying semi-conscious  gasping for air, moving the rubble from the stairs with laser cutters, the ROBOT DIGGERS quickly break away the exit door and cut their way through to Walter Silv and Jana who are covered in debris but still breathing in a very shallow diminishing way. 
As soon as they're brought out of the rubble and sighted, humanoid robots dressed in uniforms race down what's left of the stairs and bring them back to the RV where they quickly cut them out of their suits which are discarded via a chute, then the three are placed in resuscitation units on hospital type beds in the rear of the vehicle. 
The air locked doors close, there's a hum from the atomic thrusters as the vehicle moves off portraying a sign on the side which reads, Federal Australian Air Force Rescue Vehicle Number 5 inside a logo of a giant bird with it's wings joined at the top.
A very beautiful woman dressed in black leather addresses one of the robots standing guard in the cockpit. 
"What a waste of time and effort that was, when are we going to learn it's not worth the effort." 
The humanoid robot replies. 
"Yes Mistress Githa you are correct, the vital signs are almost gone on all three." 
Githa looks at the screen. 
"Ok we're clear of danger I'll put No.5 on auto." 
She takes a last look at the screen and says. 
"What a shame they're so irradiated, take one more scan." 
"As you wish Mistress Githa." 
Githa speaks rapidly to the robots in the rear chamber. 
"I've seen enough, eject the bodies immediately." 
The ROBOTS open the big doors to the outside world, one of them presses a tilt button on the laboratory type beds and all three are unceremoniously dumped onto the boiling surface of what was once a busy highway, rescue vehicle No.5 rumbles off out of sight, picking up speed now it's almost out of the city. 
The rear chamber and the robots are automatically decontaminated by sealing it off with air-locks and flooding it with a fine misty spray that neutralizes all the effects of any stray radiation, then they return to the cockpit, the leader of the ROBOTS says. 
"Mistress Githa." 
"Yes?" 
"I've retained all three intellects and copies of their DNA structures on an information cube."
Githa feels very disappointed, she's angry at having to travel so far and risk her life and the safety of the RV for no gain, she answers abruptly.
"That's good." 
The vehicle is now at cruising speed. 
Githa sits back and relaxes from what had been a long hard drive. 
She was tired and angry because no result had been achieved, 
WHAT WAS AN INTELLECT & A RECORD OF DNA WORTH she thought. 
                                                                                                      
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