Sink the Allentown

To Aaron: Hey there, Aaron! When it comes to Cobra, you should not be surprised to see dishonor among thieves. Heck, their top brass try to overthrow each other all the time! General Whithalf behind a turret? Actually, there are two things you can do: RUN AND HIDE! Glad you liked the last chapter! Enjoy this new one!

To todd fan: Hey there, todd fan! I read the new chapters of "Little Shop of Mutants", and I loved them! Poor Amanda. We're going to see the dentist! Yahoo! I'm very glad you liked the last chapter, todd fan! Enjoy the new one, and I can hardly wait for new chapters of "X-Men: Evolution, the Musical", "Little Shop of Mutants", "Welcome to the Enchanted Land", and "Slugs and Snails"!

To RogueFanKC: Hey there, Rogue! I read the new chapter of "X Kat: The Mutant Squadron", and I loved it! Man, Dark Kat's identity was a shock. You're quite a writer. I want tips! I agree with you. Ol' Whithalf becomes a rampaging lunatic with a gun, heh heh. The bigger the gun, the worse he gets. Yeah, I can imagine that Kyle may not like being able to use his powers, but he's no fool. BATs, despite their lack of AI, are very tough, and it takes a lot more than fists to take one down. So Kyle, despite his scrappiness, wouldn't stand a whole lot of chance against a Battle Android Trooper. Enjoy the new chapter, and I can hardly wait for the new chapter of "X Kat: The Mutant Squadron"!

To Red Witch: Hey there, Red Witch! Yeah, I have seen "Valor vs. Venom", and I do have to admit, your conclusion to the Slice and Slash characters are very logical indeed. Enjoy the new chapter, and I can't wait to read new chapters of "Memories Are Made of This (Hope you get over the writer's block for this one)" and "Valor, Venom, and Other Stuff"!

To Raliena: Hey there, Rae! Actually, I'm gonna need that malfunctioning BAT. You'll see what I mean. Enjoy the new chapter!

Disclaimer: "I want to plaaaayyyyy…" - Richard Pryor

Chapter 11: That Sinking Feeling

The bridge of the USS Allentown

"C'mon! We have to get to the auxiliary controls! They are on the lower decks of the ship!" Larson said. He and Whithalf raced toward the lower decks on a stairway. On the way, Whithalf noticed Torpedo and Rock 'n' Roll on the deck, blasting a BAT and a Triton. The general whistled.

"Boys! Follow me!" Whithalf ordered.

"Sir!" The machine gunner and the SEAL followed the two older men down to the lower decks. Once they reached the lower decks, they noticed that quite a few standard and Triton BATs had occupied the area. And they noticed the soldiers there.

"Looks like we're in big trouble, man." Rock 'n' Roll prepped his machine gun. The sounds of stumbling were heard. The BATs and the soldiers looked up. They saw the malfunctioning BAT from the bridge. It evidently managed to follow the soldiers, and now it was stumbling down the stairway. "Gangway!" The four soldiers leapt off the stairway, landing on their feet at the sides. The BAT safely stumbled by past them. The BAT continued to stumble into a group of BATs, knocking them over like bowling pins.

"Well…that was lucky." Torpedo blinked. "Made our work a little easier."

"We'll thank the miswired BAT later! Come on!" Whithalf ordered. The crew set to work blasting the remaining standard BATs and specialty Triton BATs. The wall of the auxiliary control room exploded thanks to a shell from one of Jones's ships hitting the hull. A wave of seawater flowed into the room, ruining the standard black BATs. However, because their systems were specially modified for water, the blue and green fish-like Triton BATs were unaffected. They fell prey to shots from the guns of General Whithalf, Rock 'n' Roll, and Torpedo. The three Joes blasted the auxiliary controls, causing the Allentown's guns to stop firing.

The lead ship of the Seventieth Fleet

Admiral Jones watched the Allentown's guns stop firing on his fleet through binoculars.

"Alright…" Jones nodded. "They did it! They stopped the Allentown. However, I don't want to take any chances that those guns will reactivate. I want that ship in the bottom of the ocean." Jones ordered. "Alert those Joes and their super-kiddies. Tell them to get their butts off that craft unless any of them can breathe underwater."

The USS Allentown's auxiliary control room

"I hear you, Admiral!" Torpedo said into his communications device before blasting the head off a Triton. "We gotta move! Jones is going to sink this ship." He said to Rock 'n' Roll. The blond machine gunner nodded. He ran up to Whithalf and Larson and told them they were leaving. They raced upstairs as Jones's fleet nailed the Allentown with several devastating blows, guaranteed to sink the ships. The other Joes and West Coast Misfits had already left the ship, flying or swimming back to Bluebeard's ship. Whithalf and Larson ran to the top deck of the ship, surrounded by flame.

"Come on Larson! Let's go!" Whithalf said. However, Larson was remembering. He was remembering first receiving command of the USS Allentown.

"I'm sorry, General…" Larson sighed. "I'm staying with my ship. Navy tradition and all."

"My aching back, Gerald! Forget all this 'going down with the ship' stuff!" Whithalf snapped.

"I'm sorry, General. I can't-" Larson started, but was interrupted by Whithalf punching him right in the jaw, knocking him down. Whithalf then grabbed Larson, carried him to the rails, plunged into the ocean, and started swimming.

"It would have been more merciful to let me drown." Larson sputtered. Whithalf didn't hear the admiral, because he was too busy yelling for help. He managed to reach Bluebeard's ship, where the Joes and West Coast Misfits helped the two get aboard.

"What'll happen to Larson now, General?" Ali asked. "Court-martial? Prison?" Whithalf looked at the blonde Farrah-haired lightengale with a sad look.

"I don't know, Dazzler. I really don't." Whithalf replied in a sad voice. "All I know is that he already received the worst punishment imaginable." The mutants and soldiers watched quietly as the Allentown, a legendary ship, slowly sunk into the water. Tears went down Larson's eyes as a blinding white light accompanied by a deafening roar consumed the sinking and exploding USS Allentown. They were not the only ones watching. A green-and-purple shark watched the whole adventure.

Now this is insane! The shark thought.

Well, well, well! Looks like our heroes just had a very rough day. What insanity will happen next? What further adventures will our heroes get involved in? Find out soon, this is L1701E, saying thanks for reading!