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"That's Major Bludd." Flint nudged Beach Head.

"I'm well aware of who he is." Beach Head responded testily. Then he added contemptuously, "Figures the coward wouldn't go in with his troops."

"Better for us." Flint said. "Let's go." Staying the behind the rocks he moved closer toward the tank that the major was standing on directing operations.

Beach Head scowled but followed Flint anyway. When they ran out of rocks, they stopped.

"Now what?" Beach Head asked with a touch of sarcasm.

Flint didn't answer instead he picked up a pebble. Three Cobra soldiers were standing around waiting for their orders. Flint tossed the small rock. The pebble hit the helmet of one of them. He looked up into the sky. His companions did the same. As they were distracted, Flint lunged out and tackled two of them. Before the third could react, Beach Head had knocked him out. They dragged them behind the rocks. A few minutes later they came out in full Cobra uniform, complete with helmets that hid their faces.

"I'll get Bludd. You get a tank." Flint instructed Beach Head.

"Why do you get to go after that son of a molerat?" Beach Head complained.

"Fine, you go after Bludd. I'll get the tank." Flint said exasperated.

"No, I'll get the tank and you get Bludd." Beach Head then turned in the direction of the stationary tanks.

Flint resisted the urge to face palm. He then scanned the path towards the madman. The way seemed clear. Flint approached him from behind. Just as he was about to aim his weapon, Bludd spun around.

"Good! You're here. It's about time I joined the party." Bludd said to Flint. Flint stood stunned for a second. "Well, don't stand there like a bloody idiot! Get me to the field."

"Oh, uh, yes, sir." Flint realized that Bludd had mistaken him for a Cobra tank driver. Flint quickly scrambled up and into the tank. This was not part of the plan but he's going to have to wing it.

Meanwhile, Beach Head had walked right up to a tank and got in. No one batted an eye as he drove off. It wasn't until he ran straight through some other vehicles and almost mowed down some soldiers that they figured that something was wrong. But by the time they could react, he had already driven the tank through the breach.

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"You're not going to get away with this." Cover Girl realized how cliché she sounded but honestly it was the only thing she could think of to say.

"I think we already have, darling." The fake said.

Anger rose in her. "Don't call me that!" She stomped on his instep while pushing his gun hand away. The gun fired harmlessly in the air just missing Polly. The fake regained control. Polly flew down.

"Mission a success." It whistled.

"Yeah, I gather." The fake answered, restraining the struggling Cover Girl.

"Why is she still around? Get rid of her." It demanded.

"She may still have some use." The fake argued.

"No use, no use. Get rid of her." The bird squawked.

"I'll decide that." The fake growled.

"Insubordination!" It declared. It then flew straight at the clone, hitting him in the face. He let go of Cover Girl who fell to the floor. She got up quickly to run away but the cries stopped her. Turning around she stared in horror as the bird and man metalized and merged into one monstrosity. The man-bird still a grayish color pointed the gun at Cover Girl. It fired at her. She rolled out of the way and started running knowing it's harder to hit a moving target. She heard footsteps pounding behind her. She ducked into the woods as bullets rang out behind her. Carefully, she counted the shots. If she was accurate, there were only three bullets left in the chamber. Unless they had more bullets stored somewhere, she just had to wait them out. She heard the rustle of leaves being crushed underfoot. Taking a deep breath, she bolted from behind the tree. Two more shots rang out. She felt the heat of one pass dangerously close to her head. Breathing heavily, she listened for the sound of their footsteps. When she heard none, she carefully poked her head out… only to stare down the barrel of a gun.

"Good bye," The metallic monster said with an evil grin.

Cover Girl heard the click of the gun and closed her eyes.

"NO!"

A shot was fired, but she did not feel the sting of any bullet. Opening her eyes, she saw that another hand had appeared from its chest and had knocked the gun into the air. Cover Girl didn't wait to see who would win out. Knowing that the gun was out of bullets she ran without fear of being shot from behind. However, as she emerged from the woods, she ran into a tank… literally.

"Oh dang, this just isn't my day." She muttered picking herself off the floor.

The top flew open. A Cobra soldier's head appeared. To Cover Girl's surprise the soldier tore off his helmet and mask. "You have a survival instinct of a gnat!"

"Beach Head?" Cover Girl gaped at him.

He jumped down from the Cobra tank. "Who else would it be?" He scowled at her. To his surprise, she threw herself into his arms.

"Oh, thank goodness, you're okay." She said hugging him tightly. Her voice wavered slightly as if she was about to cry.

"Uh… yeah, of course, I'm alright." He stammered uncomfortable at the sudden display of affection. He awkwardly patted her back. "Who else would lead PT in the mornings?"

Cover Girl gave a light snort. Pulling back she slugged him in the shoulder. "That's for scaring me."

Beach Head rubbed his sore shoulder. He much more preferred this to the hug. "Dang it woman! That hurt."

"Good!" Cover Girl exclaimed with satisfaction.

Before Beach Head could respond, the synthoid creature came out of the woods. Beach Head spotted it first. "What the devil is that?"

"The clone of you fused with the clone of Polly." Cover Girl told him.

It spotted Beach Head with Cover Girl.

"SHE'S MINE!" It roared charging them.

"Like heck she is!" Beach Head pushed Cover Girl out of the way. He got into a defensive stance facing the monster head on.

Happy New Year! Hoping to finish this arc and moving onto more one shots of their developing relationship. Sorry for the infrequent updates but I did warn you that this is not my main fandom. Thanks for the reviews. They motivate me to keep going.