That mission was over. Success had been achieved; Megatron's base could be mapped out completely, enabling an expedition in that direction. Lita woke up and found herself in a cot. Looking around, she saw the room, a lone computer, a chair, a jacket, and medals. Stars equaling a Lieutenant General flashed from the jacket. She had no idea where she was; she had visions of an army officer, a green man jugging water, a boy her age with a red lizard, and a small child. The preacher might have said Armageddon at such a description, but she knew now that this was no dream, and if it wasn't, then where was Ami. Ami! She'd forgotten Ami! Those horrible green things had taken her, and she was to find help and then the general she liked, and then remembered everything. She must be in the general's room. That was weird. It was day. Lita walked outside, and realized she was fully clothed. No, the general hadn't tried anything, too bad, she thought. And then she freaked as a red streak ran by. Charmander stopped in his tracks. Winston, down the hall, jumped. Tenchi, rooming with Winston, did nothing; he had heard women screaming too many times before. Trowa was disturbed, but seeing Charmander understood. Lita glared at the little creature and then headed for the restroom. She passed a room where tinkering was occurring, but she continued on.
In the room was Quatre who was watching Wheeljack work on Gundam Sandrock. Quatre was astonished with the progress Wheeljack made.
"How do you work so fast? Howard never got things going this fast."
The Autobot engineer chuckled and replied, "Most of what I work on is bigger than this, this and that (Heavyarms) are fine machines, but I'm usually working on greater things." Quatre noticed Wheeljack was nearly as tall as the Gundams.
Wheeljack looked up from his wielder and said, "Well, Heavyarms is ready to go, but Sandrock will need another six hours of maintenance. If I were a gambling Autobot, I'd say you had some time out there. Only a good armament could do this amount of damage."
"Well, two really, Vayeate and Mercurius."
Wheeljack thought a moment and said, "You know, we really have no clue if they have a similar factory to this or not."
Quatre looked worried for a moment, and then said, "I completely destroyed Vayeate, and Mercurius can only be rebuilt if they had the time to go look for its millions of parts."
"I just don't like the idea of them having unlimited force," said Wheeljack. "We know our purpose is similar, but what it is I can't figure." The general entered.
"Is Heavyarms ready?"
"Yes," said Wheeljack.
"Then meet at the control room at 1500, ok?"
"Sure, we'll be there," responded Quatre.
Lazerbeak recovered from Piccolo's toss. The momentum, however, pushed him too far and he landed in unfamiliar territory. Slightly damaged he began video recording all that he saw. He saw a tube and a small building; on closer inspection he saw figures around the building. The green one was there and so were the small boy and the digimon. Lazerbeak had enough information to pinpoint this as the enemy camp. He now tried to fly back to Megatron, but he had been spotted.
Ryan Stiles did not recognize the dusky bird shape that came flying away from the lookout camera he was using, but he knew it was not good. "Sir Horatio, we have a uninvited guest on LD 2."
Hornblower turned the large screen on. "What's in Data?"
"We've got nothing in IS about this guy, Horry, he might as well be invisible."
"Kerensky, alert the general. Hoover, get in communication with someone who can stop that bird." Robert ran out to find Leon, Billy searched in vain, as the only radio connection close was #5. #5 was Charmander, Patamon, T.K., or Piccolo; he hoped it was the latter.
"Char?" It was Charmander.
"Charmander, get that bird!" Billy yelled. Charmander rushed after the object. Hornblower was getting tired of this. Lazerbeak was getting out quick, and Charmander was not going to be able to chase him down.
"Durn it!" exclaimed Ryan. Robert returned with Leon.
"Leon, we've had an intruder. He's scanned the whole outside of the base."
"Well, that will change things in our strategy," said Leon.
"What is our strategy?" asked Horatio.
"You'll find out. We need to go to the strategy conference."
The conference began in the lunch area. It had two purposes, to rescue Ami, and to figure out plans for the future. It began not like the last. Now Leon used his influence to press the plan he thought best. It was coded named "Schiefflen" although it was more reflective of the Atlanta Campaign of 1864. Three task forces were formed, Commando Force, Diversion Force, and Local Defense Force. The plan had all sorts of positions, but it no requirement of who was to fill those positions. The Commandos were obvious. Salamander and Seahorse knew the ground. Heavyarms was ready, and Wheeljack was interested in getting engaged in combat. They and Tenchi filled out the unit. Diversion force would launch an attack on a southwest. Quatre, Piccolo, and Winston volunteered for the diversion. T.K., Matt, Patamon, Gabumon were added to the force. Everyone else was assigned to Local Defense. Soon, the preparations were complete. Now the action needed to start.
Trowa turned on his front screen. The back hatch was opening quietly. It continued to open in this manner until it was wide open. Then Heavyarms's engines quickly ignited, sending the suit forward at high velocity. At almost the same time Wheeljack raced out in car form with Tenchi, Salamander, and Seahorse inside. The time to go was now, but the signal had not been sent. Trowa waited for the sounds of battle close by, the sign that the offensive had started. He still heard nothing. He worried, knowing that if they were seen immediately, it would be trouble for the mission.
The plan had stalled because Megatron had done some indescribable movements. His own plan, now that the base was known, was to attack it and destroy it and its occupants. For this mission he chose Rampage, the remaining Taurus dolls, the remaining foot soldiers, and Monkiean, who wanted revenge. Megatron hoped he would not to respond anymore than this. A second prong waited if any success was gained. A third would follow that. The fourth would hold the line. Tuberoff was quite happy with this plan where his mobile dolls would play key roles. And so Plan 17 rolled out, only to find its first hitch in its plans. A beam machine gun was ripping into the ranks of the second prong. Tuberoff, on the field this time, saw Gundam 04. A Gundam! His orders to the second prong changed as they were directed at the attacking Gundam. Nappa, against orders, joined the defense. His rain of Saibamen followed. Vultureman unveiled the one piece of equipment that had been designed on the enemy base. A huge cannon, its blast illuminated the rest of the host. The Virgos of the second prong now began to get the right line.
