Just under an hour later, the girls had arrived at the New York dockyards and hidden themselves behind some crates in order to observe the warehouse where Band's distress signal was coming from. As Sam and Alex kept watch, Clover quietly put on the M-ray Contact Lenses and did a quick scan of the building.
"Okay, as far as I can see, Vomesa and Smalls are both in there, along with Vomesa's three henchmen and Smalls' sister," reported Clover in a whisper. "It looks like they're securing Jim Band to some kind of nasty dissection table."
"So how are we going to take them all down and rescue Band?" asked Alex. "I mean those guys are really tough. It's not going to be easy overpowering them."
"I think I've got an idea," replied Sam, smiling in inspiration. "Here's what we do..."
"There! All nice and secure," said Willie, another of Vomesa's henchmen, as he finished locking the metal clamps that secured Jim Band to the steel table placed in the centre of the warehouse. Band watched calmly as Smalls then redirected a smaller version of his shrinking ray to aim at the bottom of the table. Smalls flicked a switch and a beam of light shot out and slowly began working its way up the table towards Band's chest.
"Well Mr Band, you have just 90 seconds to relinquish the new access codes for WOOHP security," sneered Smalls as he operated the laser controls. "You see, once we're done with the UN, we will be directing our attention to destroying WOOHP and every one of its agents."
"Do you really expect me to squeal on my colleagues?" asked Band incredulously, raising an eyebrow.
"No, Mr Band. I actually expect you to be shrunk to the size of a fly and then get splatted accordingly," admitted Smalls with an evil smile.
"Enough with the cliché deathtrap, Smalls," said Vomesa impatiently as he began to clamber into the micro-sub. "We have no time for all this nonsense. We must get the sub underway before the rest of WOOHP gets here."
"Meh, you worry too much," said Smalls dismissively. "We've already searched this guy and he has no tracking device on him. There's no chance of anyone else finding us here."
Had Smalls bothered to look down at the floor at that point, he would have realised just how wrong he was. Unseen, a small drill swiftly poked through the hard granite ground, leaving a small hole. Before anyone knew what was happening, a couple of tubes of lip balm were tossed out of the hole, whereupon the tubes began dispensing out thick purple smoke which smothered the entire warehouse interior, obscuring everything.
"Hey, what's going on?" exclaimed Smalls in alarm as the thick smoke clouded his vision.
At that moment, the main doors burst open and Clover and Alex dashed in for the attack. Even without the thick smoke bloating everything out, the villains would not be able to see the two superspies as they had put on their Chameleon Eye Shadow which made them invisible to the naked eye. As a result, Vomesa's three burly henchmen were quite unable to defend themselves as Clover and Alex began delivering various karate kicks and punches to the unfortunate bad guys.
"Quick, you fool! Get in the sub!" yelled Vomesa. Hurriedly, Smalls dashed over to the micro-sub and began to climb in, just as Sam finished drilling her way through the ground and leapt out to join the battle.
"Gah, can't you fools do anything right?" yelled Sally Smalls as she watched her three fellow criminals get tossed about the place and sent crashing to the floor, quite unconscious. Sally quickly pulled out some infrared goggles and put them on, enabling her to see the three invisible spies.
"Ah, gotcha," she said as she pulled out a laser pistol and took careful aim at the girls. But as she started to squeeze the trigger, Jim Band was just about able to see what she was doing through the thick smoke and he quickly shouted a warning.
"Agents, look out behind you!"
The girls whirled to see Sally pointing a gun at them and they swiftly leapt clear as the evil midget began firing a series of deadly laser beams at them. As this was all going on, the Alpha-X9 shrinking machine began to operate and fired a beam of light at the micro-sub which began to shrink down in size, until it was as small as a satsuma pip. Inside the sub, Vomesa and Smalls were at the control panel, watching the unfolding battle on the monitor screen.
"Splendid. Now let's get out of here while they're all busy," smiled Vomesa as he operated the controls. A few seconds later, the micro-sub's thrusters engaged and the vehicle began to lift off into the air.
"What?! But we can't abandon Sally to those pesky brats!" exclaimed Smalls as he shoved Vomesa aside and began to fly the vehicle towards the spies. He was just about to activate the sub's many deadly weapons when Vomesa grabbed the steering controls.
"We have no time for this," snapped Vomesa. "Revenge must wait for later. We must get underway to the United Nations building to carry out my brilliant plan!"
"Your plan?!" sneered Smalls as he tried to pull the steering lever away from Vomesa. "We worked on this together, you old fool! And I'm not going to miss out on an opportunity to get rid of those spy girls once and for all!"
"Me a fool!" countered Vomesa angrily. "I wasn't the one who got myself reduced to the size of a doll!"
As the two mad scientists continued to argue and fight over the controls of the micro-sub, they forgot to watch out where they were flying. Smalls finally glanced up and his face fell as he suddenly realised where they were heading.
"Look out!" he shouted. But by then, it was already too late.
Alex was still busy dodging laser blasts when she suddenly began to cough and splutter, feeling as though she had just swallowed a fly. Thinking that she must have breathed in a bit too much smoke, she ignored the small ache in her throat and concentrated on the rather more urgent problem of dealing with the gun-toting midget on the ground.
"Um ladies, I don't wish to cause undue pressure," called out Jim Band as he watched the miniaturising laser beam get closer and closer, "but I reckon I have about twenty seconds before I'm reduced to the size of a flea!"
Hearing Band's cry for help, Sam quickly leapt forward. Landing in front of the miniaturising ray, before yelling at Sally. "Hey, Barbie girl! Over here!"
Sally whirled to see Sam standing in front of the shrinking apparatus and quickly opened fire. Sam once again leapt clear and the powerful death rays instead impacted with the shrinking machine, causing it to explode into fragments! Band sighed in relief as the shrinking ray suddenly dissipated into nothing, just as it was an inch away from hitting him.
Incensed, Sally tried to fire her gun again, only to find that she had used up all the power in her weapon, leaving it useless. Seizing her chance, Clover got out the Net Throwing Extendable Rod Mascara from her backpack and fired a net at the small villainess, trapping her instantly.
"Okay, that's the henchmen taken care of. Now where are the two evil braniacs?" asked Clover as the Chameleon Eye Shadow started to wear off.
"Oh no! They must have gotten away in the confusion!" realised Sam as she began to free Band from the steel table.
"Yes, and the micro-sub is gone too," added Band seriously. "That must be how they escaped."
"Hic! We better call Jerry right... Hic! Away!" said Alex as she pulled out her compowder. A few seconds later, the hologram of Jerry's face appeared.
"Ah spies, how's the rescue going?"
"Oh it's gone... Hic! Fine! Except for the part where... Hic! Vomesa and Smalls have gotten away and I have some major... Hic! Hiccups!" said Alex.
"Oh my, that does sound bad," remarked Jerry.
"I think I know where they're heading though, chief," replied Band as Sam removed the last of his restraints. "Their plan is to infiltrate the brains of all the world leaders at the United Nations."
"Right, I'll alert our agents to tighten security at the UN building and to do a constant scan for the unique energy signature that Vomesa's micro-sub gives. In the meantime, I suggest you three ladies get back to campus," said Jerry.