He had discovered he was on an island. Thank goodness he didn't land in the water, but on the shore. With the com link busted, he tried his the communicator on his watch. "Slippy? Do you copy? Is everyone okay?" The only response he got was just static and nothing more. He just cursed to himself about the whole situation he is in. He had gotten out of his cockpit and took a closer look of his surroundings. The island's shoreline stretched about some miles. There was also a sea cliff nearby with an opening to a cave. In front of him was a vast sea of blue water, and behind him was a tropical forest smack dab in the middle that consisted about nearly 2.5/4 of the island. Fox is stuck in a huge rut at the moment, and help seems far away at the moment.
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