Second wave.

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At the same time The Crimson Twins Battle Bird was being blown up by Spacestation Delta, a being with crab-like plates and a green arm, and another in a black cloak and hood were watching the scene on a giant web.

"Another failure from the vanguard you've chosen. Do you wish for me to execute him, sire?" Pythona asks.

Golobulus glance down to her and shakes his head. "A mere three battles lost does not determine a wars end, only patience will return us to our former place as the true masters of Earth."

Pythona sneered at his words, but bows her head in compliance.

At Joe H.Q., Gen. Schwarzkopf and Col. Sharp were at the assembly room with Duke, Flint, and the other Joes.

"And now, it is my privilege to once again grant Sgt. Duke Hauser, Warrant Officer Flint Faireborn, and newly reinstated Chief Petty Officer Shipwreck Delgado with the Medal of honor for their part in defeating Cobra's latest operation." The General says.

"Thank you, sir." All three say to him.

"Awk, i did way more then ensign cattle rustler." Polly says before flying off as Shipwreck reaches for him.

"Shut up, you tie-dyed pigeon!" The sailor shouts.

"What did that bird just say?" The General asked Duke while the Joes were laughing at Shipwreck.

After the General and Colonel left, Duke was in his office. "Last on the list is...Anything i can do for you people?" Duke says to himself as he looks over some requisition forms for new M.P.'s just before Dusty, Mutt, Steeler, Clutch, and some Green-shirts came in.

"Me and the guys were wondering if we could have some leave time, sir." Dusty said.

"All of you at once?" Duke asked them.

"To be honest, what we really mean is to get over having to deal with those fuzzy scuzzies, sir?" Mutt explained, while the rest all agreed.

"I guess i can allow that. Scarlett and i were thinking about it, ourselves. Okay, permission granted. Just have to let Flint know first." Duke says, as he stands up and heads to a filing cabinet.

After having a salad with Flint just before he was called over the speakers by Duke, Lady-Jaye entered her quarters to see Cover-Girl watching a gameshow with Gloria, Haruna, and Dr. Blackstone. The five wave to each other while L.J. passes a photo of her, Cover-Girl, and Scarlett in a Charlies Angels pose infront of a Wolverine while she heads to the bedroom and sits at the desk to write a letter.

Dear Ron,

Hope the power failures didn't bother you, and that you'll be glad to know that i had a part in ending it...

In one of the supply rooms, Shipwreck, Clutch, Blowtorch, Flash, Recondo, and Snow-Job are gathered in one aisle.

"So, what do you think of us so far?" Snow-Job asks the newer Joes.

"It's sure never dull around here." Recondo answered.

"And what's your opinion us co-workers?" Flash asked before being shoved by Clutch.

"Like the girls...for example." He says, the men mutter to themselves.

"Nae ta that, I'll not have the ire of Scathach crashin' on me head." Blowtorch says as he leaves.

"You wuss!" Shipwreck shouts to him.

"...What about the rest of you?" Clutch asks.

At the base's airfield, the Joes were watching some more new vehicles being unloaded.

"Alright men, these are the newest addition to our arsenal." Cover-Girl announces as some random soldiers drive by in some of them, then pats one four gunned vehicle while standing behind it and drooling for some reason. "This is the Armadillo, a ground and air defense mini-tank for direct urban combat. It has a welded aluminum laminate hull, quad 60MM cannons, and a rear deck with a rollbar for two additional troops to carry for the drivers support."

She then points to Clutch and Green-shirt Indiana. "Over to you, Clutch."

"And this is the All Weather/Environment Striker. It is a high speed scout car with four wheel suspension, two-way comm antennas, a fiberglass body over it's tubular frame, advanced infrared camera for the 10-round, 70MM auto launcher, and 175-70-VR15 off-road tires." Clutch says while he and Indiana are seated in it.

"Once they are finished unloading, Airborne will lead the blessing ceremony since Spirit did so last time." Duke says afterward.

A week after Dusty and the rest return, and after watching a J.U.M.P. wearing Stalker land to his right, Duke walks up to Flint, who signals a Green-shirt manning a TV-camera to pause the recording. "Why are we doing this when it was just some dumb dream of yours?" Duke asks.

"I told you, it'll be good for recruiting and historical reference." Flint told him, then smirked. "Now take over, my scene is almost ready."

While Duke makes a note to have Breaker switch a certain persons voice, Flint passes Airtight and Lady-Jaye, who were watching Torpedo and Zap getting into confiscated Blue-shirt's uniforms.

"Ready for my close up, Mr. Director." Lady-Jaye says to him as he gives Torpedo a prop bomb.

Once he reads the final scene in the script, Duke turns to Flint. "I don't even get to be in the end, and the new guy does?!" He asks, motioning to Quick-Kick, who was with Snake-Eyes and Barbecue.

"The backdrop wasn't big enough for all of us." Flint explains.

"But I'm the commanding officer, isn't it kinda mandatory for me to be there?" Duke asks as he pointed to another set where a Skystriker was being towed by a P.A.C./R.A.T.

"I can't, you weren't in that part." Flint told him with a shrug, causing Duke to throw the script down.

"If i had a trailer, I'd lock myself in it right about now and drink as much as i can till i pass out!"

Once the new M.P.'s were welcomed to the base, one of them enters the break room where Rock 'n Roll, Ace, Cutter, and Thunder are playing pool, while Lady-Jaye is playing checkers with Frostbite.

"Hmm? Hey there, new dude. Getting the skinny on the place?" Rock asks before his turn.

"Hola, sirs, and yes i am." He says back with a grin.

"What's yer name, mac?" Cutter asks him.

"I'm Pvt. Lavigne. You can call Chris." The M.P. says before noticing Lady-Jaye. "But you can call me...anytime." He said next, not seeing the guys back away as a sixth man enters and taps him on the shoulder.

"Not now, Alex." Lavigne says as he brushes the hand off.

He is tapped again. "I said not now." He says again while Lady-Jaye snickered.

After the third time, he turns around with a scowl. "I'm busy here Alex, so why don't you...you know you have real big arms?" He asks as he sees a less than happy Flint right behind him.

"Seeing as they're mine, that's affirmative. Name and rank?" Flint asks after narrowing his eyes.

"Private Lavigne, Christopher M. From Houston, Texas." The M.P. answered. "And, uh, who might you be, senor?"

"Flint."

"As in 2IC?" Lavigne asked with a grimace.

"As in one of the two men who can decide whether you are an M.P. or a janitor, entendido?" Flint replies.

"Yes, sir!" Lavigne says as he stands at attention.

"Good, now if you bother Lady-Jaye, or any female soldier on base again, i will arrange for your immediate removal from the premises, is that clear?" Flint asks.

"Sir, crystal clear, sir!" Lavigne says again.

"Dismissed." Flint says.

"Wasn't that a little overboard, Dash?" Lady-Jaye asks him as Lavigne took off.

"I think someones jea~lous!" Ace says next as the others start laughing.

"I am not, he needs to know his place here; maybe you do too." Flint says, and the men stop and gulp.

"Not me, I'm a Captain." Ace says, in a smug tone.

"Nice try; Duke told me that doesn't matter here." Flint replied.

"Aw, phooey." Ace says as he snapped his fingers.

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