Scoops away landslide

The colonel was staring at the landslide behind
him, and Sergeant Wen instinctively turned. He felt his
jaw begin to drop. Remembering himself in time, he
forced himself to stand at attention.

The man in the ridiculous costume had ripped the
bed of a large truck from its remains, and he was now
using it to dig the road out in massive scoops.

Sergeant Wen had an engineering background. He
knew fully well that the man was moving hundreds of
thousands of pounds of earth per scoop. Although the
metal of the truck bed was sturdy, it had never been
designed to take that sort of weight.

He glanced at the Colonel, who shrugged.
A moment later the man dropped the truck bed
down the mountain. He then blurred into motion,
leaving a red and blue streak where he had once been.
He'd scooped out ugly chunks of earth from above
the road, and to Sergeant Wen's eye, it looked like it
would be safe, but he couldn't be sure.

A moment later, the stranger was in front of him.
"The road seems essentially safe for the moment,"
he said. "You might want to double check my work.
I've done seven other of these, but every job is a little
different."

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