Sit-reps.
This one will be a bit A.U.
Skymaster23 does not condone violence toward women.
Below deck on the Flagg, Torpedo and Lady-Jaye were being given their wet-suits. "Here ya go." The crewman says as he plops them on the counter.
"Hey, why does mine have no legs on it?" Lady-Jaye asks as she turns her head from her's to Torpedo's four times, then looked to the crewman.
"Oh dat?; When them snakes attacked the other day*, they gat the laundry room. Dat one's legs were boirnt, so we had to hack 'em off." He explained, and watches as she lowers her head in exasperation.
In the commissary of Cobra's undersea base, an A.V.A.C. is in K.P. for leaving a white-out sketch on a Rattler of a turtle with the pilot's head.
"Piece of crap Sarge, no sense of humor. I oughta-" He grumbled as he was locking an over-grown radish from the growth serum/jet fuel recovery stuff into a lathe LeCar had built, when a trooper called him, making him rush over, elbowing a tank of water and nudging the brick on it's lid, which falls as he shuts the door, letting an octopus get away.
The animal gets out and finds an airvent, which it forces open. It crawls in and makes it's way aimlessly, at one point sticking an arm out, which drips water into the Baroness's shoulder while a staff meeting was going on, making her turn to Ripper, who was standing behind her, and deck him. It later found it's way to Scrap Irons room and overturned a box of helmets, one of which it "borrowed" before an alarm sounded. "Alert, G.I. Joe is attacking. Defend the outpost!"
Once the flooding started, it made it's way into the helmet, which bumps into Deep-Six's leg. "Gah!, That's disgusting!, Guess we can write Scrap Iron off the list." He says, then notices Lady-Jaye while he shakes his head to get the image out. "Flint, your girlfriends drowning!"
"You hurt?"
"Only my pride."
"What's this?"
"I don't know; but judging from how much the Baroness wanted what was in it, it must have been pretty important."
"What about your wrist?" Deep-Six asks.
"Hmm?, Piece of glass, no biggie." She tells him.
"Not for you maybe, but the number of sharks that can attract will be." He replied.
While Dr. Blackstone was examining the oil-skin, the phone rings in her office. "Hello?"
"Blackstone, Rich here." She hears. "Rich? I don't have an-" She tries to say, but is cut-off.
"This is no appointment, i just heard about the artifact Flint's team brought back. Can i take a look at it?" Dr. Rich asked.
In his building's lobby, Xamot was watching a total cretin...a certain business man's limo drives off after being dismissed for "being too similar" to Cobra Commander, when an odd sensation hits him.
"Sir, what's the matter?" A random worker asks as he and a security guard rush over.
"It's...Tomax?" He says, as they help him up.
"In trouble again?" The worker asks, both being familiar with this by now.
"No, it's...different this time somehow. Never experienced this before, it's more like he's sleeping, but it's too early where he is." He tells them.
After the Cobra attack began, Flint stops outside the cell. "Why you stopping, we need to get fighting!" Roadblock tells him.
"Just got to sound-proof the cell, don't want him hearing anymore of what's going on." Flint replied.
When the men stop moving, Green-shirt Marissa Jordan heads to Zap. "Hey, what's wrong?" She asks while seeing another, Alyssa Stall trying to get Indiana's attention.
"Come on, lets get to our post."
"Forget him, let's go, Cobra's inside the compound!" Marissa tells her, and the two run past Bazooka.
After hearing the Baroness on her loudspeaker order the men to turn on them, the two head for cover as Rock 'n Roll fires, killing two other Green-shirt's when he blew up a R.A.M. Cycle, which only wounds Stall, while Marissa goes back for her. "Rachael, and Julie; they're dead, Marissa!" She shouts over the noise.
"We will be too if we don't keep moving." Marissa replied as the two head for Scarlett, Cover-Girl, and Lady-Jaye's position.
"We've got to put them out of action."
"But how, without hurting them?"
"In that locker; it's stun gas."
"We'll cover you, go for it."
As Scarlett and Lady-Jaye head right, Cover-Girl and the Green-shirts fire to distract. "Coves, stay with Alyssa, I'll draw some of them off." Marissa tells Cover-Girl as she heads left. "This way, zombie boys! Yo Joe!"
"Wait, come ba...Damn!" Cover-Girl says before trading fire alongside Stall.
Inside the base, the Baroness is inside leading two Blue-shirts while a Crimson Guard and a Tele-Viper head down a different hall. They enter a stairwell to avoid a Green-shirt firing a SAW at them. "That was close." The C.G. says, and snorts when the T.V.'s visor reads: Fer sure.
They head upstairs, and after avoiding three other Greens, and tossing a grenade at a fourth and fifth, they find a room with a sign saying: C.O.'s Quarters. "The Commander's room; better check it for anything useful." The C.G. says, and breaks the door down with her rifle when it proved to be locked. Inside, they only find easels and paintings. "Huh, imagine that?"
The T.V. turns the light on, showing one painting of him, Roadblock, Flint, and Beachhead in 70's army clothes. Another is of a house, while a third is of a bunch of Joes infront of a giant flag backdrop with a Skystriker, an Armadillo, and Scarlett and Duke in the center. Another has Thunder on a horse from the Fort Knox robbery. And a fourth has Duke with his foot on a slumped over Cobra Commander.
The two turn to each other, then walk out. "Better erase that from your footage." The C.G. advised.
Once the attack is over, and the men are taken, the Joe trio are in Duke's office. "What's our next move, Shana?" Cover-Girl asks, hiding confusion from how it felt watching Shipwreck march off.
Scarlett looks her in the eye, then straightens up. "First, contact Washington. Second, do a head count. Third, triage. Fourth, we brief the Greens."
"Got it, Scarlett." Lady-Jaye says.
In Washington.
"All of them?" Col. Sharp asks the three.
"All but Wild Bill, Recondo, and Ripcord, they're still on leave, but we'll contact them later, sir." Scarlett replies.
"Understood, what of this...shell of theirs?" General Abernathy asks next.
"We still don't know how to deal with it yet, so we'll have to capture it for study." She tells him.
"Then get on it, son." The General said, then corrected himself while Morelli and Sharp stare at him. "I mean, uh..."
"Don't worry, i get what you mean. Scarlett, out." She says with a grin.
In the assembly room, the trio were doing the head count. Along with the two Alyssa mentioned, only seven female Green-shirts, along with Riley and another male who were in the defense tower that fell, were killed in action, though only indirectly. Gloria and the remaining staff were working on the rest. "We should be fortunate that one can't be hypnotized into doing what they don't want to do." Dr. Blackstone told the trio.
At a monster truck show in Ohio.
"Ye-haw, bust 'em up dere, Bear Foot!" Wild Bill shouts, almost making Recondo drop his hot dog.
"I'll bust you up if you don't watch it!" He tells him, when an employee scoots over to them.
After the three unaffected men return, the three women walk up. "Ain't this a mess?" Wild bill asked as he and the other two get out of the Dragonfly while the triage was wrapping up. "So, y'all say it was only female troops did this?" he asks, and Scarlett nods.
"Rahk, she-serpents got my sailor." Polly says as he flew over.
"...And it don't effect animals none, evidently." Scarlett adds in an accent.
"That's what Cover-Girl and a few Green's said. We were too busy to notice." Lady-Jaye said next.
While he is led inside, the other two check their footlockers in the main barracks, which are all broken into. "They took my stamp collection." Recondo grumbled, while Ripcord looked over.
"Just like Grunt's Black Jack winnings, Snake-Eye's bag of jawbreakers, and Cutter's dumb cymbal monkey; nah, forget the last one." He says, then checks some others. "Snow-Job's camera, Mutt's autograph from Micheal Keaton, too. But what's really tears it is that they burned the mag's i smuggled in."
"They're not gonna like that." Recondo told him, as both look to a pile of mostly burnt S.I.S.E., and Playboy magazines.
"Huh? You not bothered?" Ripcord asks him.
"Course i am, but Marissa'd have my hide if she caught me staring at them again." Recondo replied.
"Oh, forgot about that." Ripcord told him. "I wonder what they did to the she-green barracks?"
Back inside the base, the girls were showing Wild Bill what was left of Duke and Flint's offices. "They took Flint's model car, and I'd like to beat up whoever took his books; he was just about to start with number 5's page 23." Lady-Jaye says aloud.
"Well, someone else stole the photo of me and Duke at John Wayne's wax statue after that thing with the Firebat." Cover-Girl said, to which Scarlett rolls her eyes.
"No big loss, that." Scarlett added, still upset that she was too busy for that mission, causing the other to glare at her.
"Hold yer horses, the both of ya!" Wild Bill says as he gets in between them. "Did they take anythang else of yer's?" He asks.
"Only what wasn't nailed down. And just after i bought those stocki...Well, not important now". Cover-Girl almost said.
In the briefing room.
"Danny! Oh I'm so glad your back, jungle boy." Marissa says as she sees him enter with the other five.
"Same here, darlin'. Was real worried about you." He says back as they embrace.
"I'll never turn you down ever again!" She replies.
"Alright, break it up, you two." Scarlett says into the mic, and Recondo heads back to the stage. "Now here this. We may have lost most of our men, but we will get them, and our reputation, back. Lady-Jaye will be leaving for the hide-out Wild Bill and the other two spotted on the way back, so wish her luck!"
"Good luck out there!"/"Yo Joe, get 'em, L.J.!"/"Bring Dusty back, he still owes me for last poker night!"/"Stomp 'em flat!" Some of the Green-shirts, and Ripcord say.
After the Baroness orders Lady-Jaye dragged off, the two blue-shirt's doing the deed stop a few yards from the hidden door, and one reaches under her shirt and takes her bra. "Serves her right for switching with 219 back at that ranch."
"How much you think it cost her?" The other asks while holding it to see how it would look on her.
"More than we make, that's for sure. Take her panties while your at it." The other says while going through her pockets, but doesn't find anything, so the other stuffs her loot in her uniform before they both pick her back up, and head right under the waiting Xamot.
After he and Lady-Jaye escape, the Baroness enters the hanger and orders Major Bludd and some other's to pursue. In the second Rattler, two of the Blue-shirt's passed by Xamot are arguing. "You had him right there, why'd you just stand there!"
"I can't shoot at Tomax, he's too...And you didn't shoot either." Her gunner said.
"...Shut up; besides, that was Xamot." The pilot replied as she flipped the gunner off.
"You can tell them apart?" The third in a Fang asked.
"He has a scar on his face, Raven." The Rattler pilot said.
"Be quiet, and shoot them down now!" Destro yells over the radio.
Once Xamot and Lady-Jaye reach the base's radar range, they hear a voice on the radio. "Attention Firebat, turn back or we will shoot you down."
Xamot gestures to the panel, and Lady-Jaye responds in code. "I'm back from my trip. Wasn't great, but i bought a starling." (Mission failed. I have a double agent.)
"Acknowledged; welcome back, Lady-Jaye." Scarlett's voice replies.
Once they land, Xamot turns to his temporary co-pilot. "I hope this makes up for the...unpleasantness before, madam." He says, and turns over the stolen items. "I assume you'll want these back; the trio that were dragging you to the cells "did a little recon" before i got the drop on them."
She steps back with a blush, then rips them from his hand, and scowls as she holds them behind her back. "You tried to kill me 5 times."
"We were obligated to defend our clientele, and it was only 2 times; the damage to the hall in Albania was your doing, it was both of us under that copter; while Tomax was the one you were with at the cliff with that rocket javelin." Xamot tells her. "We still have your "Roscoe" in one of our safe-houses, by the way."
"...That doesn't excuse how you can side with those bastards." She says to him.
"Strictly business, we do not support them as much as you think, they're just one of our clients." He said back.
"Who's the rest?" She asks, but he puts a finger to his lips.
"That, my fair lady, is classified." He said, and winked before they enter the base.
Chapter nine. Read and review.
*Made up.
