Rescue from Planet X

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In today's Transprab Space Patrol adventure, Buzz and Happy are in the control tower of Prince Baccarati's castle, ready to force the prince to permit a rescue squadron to reach Panadex. Suddenly, apparently from nowhere, Baccarati's assistant Murdoch produces a weapon.

Commander, Murdoch's got a gun. Robert Murdoch. Murdoch, you've got blast packages in our hands. If you shoot us, you'll blow up a whole tower. Better hold it, Murdoch. Murdoch, have you lost your mind? One more step.

We'll return in just a moment with today's exciting face football adventure, Rescue from Planet X! Hi, Space Footballers, there's Dr. Bixiteman here in the main post office at Space Football Headquarters. We're swamped with entries in the name of Planet Contest.

Uh-oh, here comes another batch of mail! Yes, it looks like just about everybody in the universe is trying to win the gigantic Rocket Clubhouse, a 10,000-pound, 35-foot-long clubhouse on wheels, with a real full-sized motor park to of bullets and $1,500 cash. At the first prize, some lucky space reporter will win and maybe

it'll be you. Man, oh man, think of all the fun you and your friends can have. And think of living like a real space performer in a clubhouse with built-in sleeping buns, electric lights, equipment lockers, and even a cooking stove. But that's not all gang. In just a few minutes, I'll tell you more about the 1,750 other terrific prizes in the Name the