were hundreds â maybe even thousands â of robotic seals! How could he possibly stop them all in the next few minutes?
Unlessâ¦
The robotic seals are full of petrol. Petrol is highly flammable. Soâ¦
The plan seemed too good to be true. Zac could hardly believe he was going to get to do something so cool, and all in the name of saving the world!
Zac dug in his pocket pulled out his SpyPad. It hadnât been very useful on this mission so far. But now it would be.
The Spy-Padâs powerful in-built laser was going to come in very handy!
Zac aimed the laser at the nearest seal, scooting along behind it on his skidoo.
At first, nothing happened.
But slowly, very slowly, the robotic sealâs artificial fur began to smoke.
As Zac watched, the fake fur caught fire.
Then, flames took over. The robotic seal was swallowed up, andâ¦
KERRRRRRRRR-BANG
Enormous fireball!
Smoke! Scorching heat!
The seal exploded, sending a shower of flaming robot parts all over the ice.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The flaming robot parts set other seals on fire, and they exploded too. Zac had managed to get rid of all the seals and their precious cargo of petrolâ¦all in one go. It was pretty cool to watch, even if Zac did say so himself.
But Zac didnât have a spare second to stand around and gloat. He had a helicopter flight to catch!
CHAPTER
TEN
Zac roared off on the skidoo. Where exactly was he supposed to meet the pick-up team again? He thought he remembered.
As Zac scanned the horizon for the meeting point, a terrible thought crept into his mind. Yes, heâd blown up the seals and their petrol supplies. Sure, heâd saved WorldEye for now . But what if he hadnât saved it permanently?
Even though Zac had destroyed this lot of petrol, Sky Industries could just start collecting petrol all over again. They still only needed a small amount to bring their storage tanks up to 100% capacity!
Zac thought about Sky Industries and what kind of people worked there. Theyâd gone to all the trouble of inventing robotic seals just to steal petrol. Theyâd probably stop at nothing to steal a tiny bit more. After all, theyâd be iced in all winter at the Great Icy Pole. That would give them time to get up to all sorts of tricks!
If I truly want to save WorldEye, Iâve got to destroy the actual missile, thought Zac grimly.
He checked his watch.
His flight home was due to leave in nine minutes! And it was his only chance to get home before all flights to the Great Icy Pole would be shut down for the winter.
If he missed the flight, heâd be stuck in this icy wilderness with a bunch of very angry people from Sky Industries for months and months.
But Zac knew if he didnât destroy the missile before he left the Great Icy Pole, WorldEye would be in serious danger over the months to come.
It was an impossible decision!
There must be something he was missing, some other way to solve the problem.
Zacâs mind spun into overdrive. He had an idea. It was risky. But so were his other options. Trusting his spy instincts as always, Zac made a quick decision. He was going to go for it. After all, it wasnât a Zac Power mission without a little risk!
Zac turned the skidoo around. Instead of heading for the meeting point, he went back in the direction of the storage facility. Zac remembered seeing a large silo beside the petrol storage tanks and all the sheds.
That must be where theyâre keeping the missile! thought Zac.
He sped towards the silo.
He checked his watch.
Heâd well and truly missed his flight by now. This plan had better work , said Zac to himself, as a kind of nervous excitement bubbled up in his stomach. It was one of Zacâs all-time favourite feelings.
Zac pulled up at the silo. Wasting no time, he marched over to the security door, wheeling his skidoo. It was bolted shut, of course. Using his patented combination of a credit card, a coat hanger, spit