safely in the open air, with his passengers a bit shaken, but safe.
Mike soared as high as he could over the city. He asked for exact directions to the nearest command post, and after one of the men told him, he raced there, giving his companions the ride of their lifetime!
"This is the only way to fly!" gasped The Air Force General, "The view! It's fantastic! I've never realized all someone missed when they fly in a plane! How do you do this?"
"I'm sorry, but that's classified information, sir! All I can tell you is there's no strings attached!" Mike shouted over the wind.
They safely reached Virginia, The Joint Chiefs being deposited one by one, side by side in front of the brick building. Quickly recovering from their speechlessness, they immediately consoled and dismissed a guard who ran up, rifle ready.
"We're o.k......everything's o.k.!" they told him, after explaining who they were. "This is our friend. He rescued us!"
As the guard left, they discussed with Mike how they should take care of the rebellious General Gauge.
"I thought, if you agreed, I could go to his headquarters, and bring him here, so you could take care of his punishment."
"I like your idea, son!" The Commander Of the Coast Guard said.
"I would like that, too," said The General Of The Army, "then I could shoot him down myself, the minute I laid eyes on him, that no good traitor!"
"If you do that, I can't help you. You'll have to give me your word you won't kill him, before I leave."
"All right, I give you my word. What do you say, gentlemen? Are we all agreed on Gen. Gauge's fate?"
All were in agreement, and Mike took off remembering the directions Dr. Cooper had given to the office building in Chicago. Mike appeared in the lobby of the old style skyscraper and though he was alone at the moment, he rushed to a side corridor and removed the map from his left glove, to study it. Having the directions to his destination well memorized, he flashed out of sight and reappeared upstairs in the center of Gen. Gauge's plush office. This was fine, until Mike saw the man was conferring with a soldier at his desk. He was hoping to catch him alone, and his arrest would be an easy one. The pair had their backs to their visitor.
"All right, General Gauge, you're coming with me!" Mike said, sternly. "You're hereby under arrest by orders of The United States Government!"
The pair turned quickly, simultaneously, startled at the sound of his voice.