Operation: Flanks for nothing.
Disclaimer: Skymaster23 has no connection to any work of Science Fiction. This will be slightly AU, and set before The Spy Who Rooked Me.
Two months later, Dr. Mindbender is watching the construction of a mini-Drome in the Suez canal when he is informed that Serpentor wish to speak with him. "Yes my liege, how can i be of service?"
"I have just considered how to get around the lack of siege weapons in this day and age. You will construct a weapon that can produce a similar effect to a battering ram. Any opinions are ill-advised, now get on it. This i command!"
"Oh, i vill do so at once, sire." Dr. Mindbender says, and sighs after the transmission was ended. "Destro should nefer have let him find out about the Star Vars films. I'll just redesign one of The Commander's old projects and let him think it has something to do vith anti-matter."
Once Dial-Tone is back in the US, the former contacts the Slaughterhouse. "Sgt. Slaughter here."
"Sgt., this is Dial-Tone; Low-Light and I recently got back from Cobra Island, where we tapped into their comm-system." He tells him.
"And what makes you mention that to me? Are the other three unavailable?"
"Just that we overheard Dr. Mindbender and Serpentor attempting to perfect an anti-matter weapon. I forget the name, but-" Dial-To says to him, only to be interrupted.
"Say no more, I'll be there before you can say Ticonderoga."
After getting the rest of the story from Hawk, The Sarge agrees. "Science fiction, huh? There's one Joe who can get real close to Penser with nobody noticing."
"I'll have Sci-Fi notified of the situation, immediately." Hawk says, but sees him blanch at the idea.
"Eh...This may sound out of line, but I'd rather eat my whistle."
The two argue a bit before Hawk gives in. The Sarge then goes around the base to pick his assistant. First was Thunder, who is at the motor-pool with a crane-mounted H.A.V.O.C. "You want to go where? Didn't think you were the type." He says while shaking his head.
"I'm not. Cobra is after a physicist who's gonna be there for Q&A."
"If that's the case, I'd go, but Duke said to adjust this unit's winding drum."
Sgt. Slaughter then decides to ask Quick-Kick after being told that Blowtorch and Deep-Six are on patrol. "Hah, you planning to go as a monster or a robot?"
"Neither, it's only an intercept site." He replies.
"Well i gotta turn you down to practice with that defector Flint brought back; word has it Beachhead thinks he's too much of a renegade." Quick-Kick says.
He then heads for Tripwire, who suggests Sci-Fi.
Breaker does the same before snickering at him, and runs off when scowled at.
Mainframe, Alpine, and Bazooka would get too distracted.
Going with Scarlett would cause the wrong kind of distraction.
Airtight is in the infirmary after a spill-over on his shin.
Snake-Eyes gives him a note saying "no way" with a doodle of Mr. Spock, and The Sarge stomps off.
and Barbecue just laughs at him. "Just so long as yah don't go as Capt. Marvel, that'd be impersonaten' an officeh." He says right before Sgt. Slaughter punches him in the chin into the ceiling.
After a reprimand from Hawk and Doc, he makes his way to the barracks. "Alright, Sci-Fi...you and me are going to the World's Science Fiction Convention."
Chapter eighteen.