Labiche worked on repairing the engine for the Colonel's art train. He went into the cab to take a break when he saw Didont, and Pesquet.
Labiche: What are te doing here?
Didont: I decided to go along as fuoco pony.
Labiche: te damn fools, you'll get yourselves killed!
Pesquet: Papa Boule would have wanted us to-
Labiche: Papa Boule is dead! Now stop recitazione like children!
Didont: Don't be mad Paul. We're doing this, because we want to.
Labiche: Listen, te idiots! The war'll be over in a few days! Now leave it alone.
Pesquet: te get caught up in something, te can't leave it alone. te know how it is.
German pony 309: Labiche!! Are te taking the night off?!
Labiche: *Climbs out of the engine* It'll be ready in a couple of hours.
German pony 309: When it's ready, deliver it!
Labiche: In broad daylight?
German pony 309: Deliver it! The Colonel detto the repair of his engine is superiore, in alto priority.
So with Didont, and Pesquet with him, Labiche drove the engine back to the art train. They finished crossing a trestle, when they heard a sound high in the sky.
Pesquet: *Looks outside, and sees an airplane. It turns left, and he sees British logos on it. He goes to Labiche* Spitfire.
Labiche: *Looks at the plane with Didont, and Pesquet*
British Pony: *Firing bullets at the engine*
Pesquet: *Watching the plane*
British Pony: *Turning around to make another attack*
Didont: No! *Gets on superiore, in alto of the tender* Don't hurt us!! We're allies!!!
British Pony: *Firing più bullets*
Labiche: *Moves the throttle, and makes the engine go faster*
British Pony: *Flying high, then heads towards the ground as it gets ready to make another attack*
Labiche: *Driving towards a tunnel*
Didont: *Shoveling più coal*
British Pony: *Firing bullets*
Didont: *Gets his hat shot off*
Labiche: *Gets the engine into the tunnel*
British Pony: *Flies over the tunnel*
The brakes were applied, and this noise could be heard: link
Labiche: *Puts the engine in reverse, dramatically decreasing the speed, then puts the brakes on again. The engine stops inches from the other end of the tunnel*
British Pony: *Flying away*
Didont: *Feeling very stressed, and blows the whistle. He blows it for seven seconds, and calms down. The whistle echoes through the tunnel*
Labiche: *Looking at Didont, and Pesquet. Both are tired*
Pesquet: This is the last job. The last one.
Labiche: *Looks down at the floor* When we get to Rive-Reine, I'll talk to Maurice.
We will be introduced to another new character, in the successivo part of this story.