Super Science

Ch. 134: Operation D.I.N.O

Hidden away within a sizeable secret meeting room on N.I.P's ground floor, a congression was being held. A significant ground of mercenaries was meaning around, chatting and digging into the free drinks and snacks graciously given to them as they waited. Finally, the automatic door opened, and in steeped Egon. The crowd went silent as they collected into a group before the man.

Egon fixed his glasses, then his hair, and said to the group of rough and gruff-looking men, "Gentlemen, thank you so much for your patience. Once again, I must apologize to all of you for making you wait. I know this has been a long time coming, but recent events have grabbed my full attention. But now that things have quieted down to a major extent, I have enough time to get this project on its way finally."

Then the leader, who was sitting backward in a chair, a lit cigarette smoking between his teeth and stationed between the rest of the men, waved off his apology and said in a thick French accent, "Do not worry about it. So long as you have ze money, ze Wild Geese will be at your beck and call."

"Money is only the beginning, my friend. However, I should allow the real leader of this operation to explain it further." Egon told them while moving off to the side and allowing Otto to scuttle into the room, standing before the utterly confused men.

"I'm sorry, mon ami, is zat an octopus?" the leader asked in confusion.

Otto narrowed his eyes and replied through his translator, "How very observant, Mr Pip. I am indeed an Octopus, but you may call me Professor Otto Cephalopod. I'm your boss."

Everyone paused for a long time as they stared blankly at the talking sea creature. Until Pip piped up and said casually with a shrug, "Well…. we've worked for stranger characters. So what's za deal, monsieur calamari?"

The men chuckled at the joke, and Otto rolled his eyes and said, "How very original. You and the rest of the Wild Geese will be under the operation called Project Dinosaur Infeltarate Negate Operation, or D.I.N.O for short. It is your job to go around the world, investigate other countries, and see who is dabbling in the art of genetic resurrection. You are then to infiltrate these places, take out everyone involved, even if it means heads of government, and remove all traces of research. That means data, experiments, and tech. Eggs and younglings are to be kept alive, but developing embryos and adult specimens are to be eliminated and burned to the ground. Remember, no loose ends."

Pip tilted his head and surmised, "So let me see if I'm understanding zis. You want us to invade other countries and stop them from…making dinosaurs?"

"In layman's terms, yes. You've heard of Triassic Park and the Pealo Pets, haven't you?" Otto asked back.

"The dinosaur park and the cute pets dinosaurs? Who hasn't? In fact, one of my boys has one. Don't you, Jerald?" Pip called out to the men.

There, a single man held up a mini velociraptor that was fluffy, puffy, and pink, proclaiming, "She's my pride and joy."

"Our facility is wholly responsible for both their creations," Otto informed them, making all the reverie die down and all eyes fall upon the two scientists in shock. "And now you understand why we created this. Our secrets were stolen, and now the knowledge is worldwide. It must be stopped before not only the landscape of warfare is irreparably changed but also the very world itself. Living life like the Flintstones may sound fun, but I can assure you it's not." Otto informed them in a serious tone.

"And we'll get paid handsomely, no?" Pip said with an inquisitive look in his one eye.

Otto glanced back at him slyly and said, while pushing a button on a remote, "Not only will you receive money, but you will also be given the best tech, weapons, and armor to make your missions as smooth as possible."

Suddenly, a section of the wall opened, and a high-tech body suit with several kinds of gear and high-tech weaponry appeared before the flabbergasted men.

"You'll also be compensated for every injury and death that happens to your men. Though I do hope you know that you are expendable to us; as far as you're concerned, you're in no way related to N.I.P. If you get captured, you had better die or find a way to escape." Otto warned them as they ogled the new toys.

Pip smiled proudly and said, slapping a tentacle like a handshake, "Consider it done. Ze Wild Geese will get ze job done with no man left behind and, of course, no relation of you to us."

Otto nods before informing him, "Excellent. Ah, one more thing. In addition to being geared up, I will also be implementing a new member into your ranks." Turning back to the door, Otto called out, "You can come out now."

The automatic doors opened again, and this time, a young blonde woman in a uniform stepped into the room. Her hair was in two frizzy twin-tails, her eyes were red, and her right arm appeared to be made of darkness. Despite how beautiful she looked, she had a very dark and menacing aura around her.

Motioning to the woman with a tentacle, Otto introduced Seras Victoria: "Gentlemen, meet Seras Victoria. She is an Ex-Police Officer of the British Police Force, head bodyguard, and minister of defense in the Hellsing Organization, run by the late great Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing."

All the men reacted how one might expect, whistling and catcalling her while making all kinds of excited sounds. Seras didn't take offense and instead gave a very slight pose of gesture while winking. Something that the men went crazy for.

Pip, the manager, tried to wrangle them in and said, "I'm all for allowing women into my group, but what can zis petite fleur do?"

"In simple terms, she is a vampire," Otto explained.

All eyes turned to the woman, and she said with a sharp-toothed smile, "That's right, love, I'm a genuine vampire."

The men burst into laughter, and Pip got up from his chair and said playfully, "If you're a vampire, zen, I am Frankenstein's Monster!" Suddenly, Seras lifted her left arm and flicked Pip on the head. Though it was supposed to be soft, the blow was massive as the man's head was flying back, and blood began to spray from the spot. Seras flicked him a few more times, and he was sent flying back and slamming back into a wall!

After sliding down, he said in a daze, "Oh, mon dieu! What hit me?"

"Need more convincing, Mr. Pip?" Seras asked with a wicked grin.

The men backed away from her as Pip put up his hands in defense while pleading, "No, no, no! I've gotten all the convincing I need." He then got back to his feet, wiped his forehead, put his hat back on, and said with a wry smile, "Though I have to say, I'm gonna like you, Cherie."

To which Seras before with her own wry smile.

Suddenly, the door opened again, and Rouge walked up to Egon. She began to say, "Professor, I hope I'm not interrupting, but Professor Hankoyo wanted to-." But she was interrupted by all the men in the room, who exploded into a chorus of cheers and whistles at the southern bell.

Rouge blushed a bit at all the praise and waved them off while proclaiming with a pose, "Oh, knock it off the lot, you. Yall boys couldn't handle this much woman on a cold day in the middle of July." The men could only hoot and holler even more, making Pip have to reign them in.

Just then, one of the men's bodies broke through the crowd and proclaimed to her, "I rather like the pretty way you say your word."

"And who are you, fancy boy?" Rouge shot back, confidently walking up and looking him down.

The man did a card trick, pulling out the queen of hearts. While taking her hand to kiss it, he said, "Remy LeBeau. But you can call me The Gambit, chere."

Gambit was a tall man with alabaster skin and short brown hair, wearing a full-body purple and black body suit with a utility belt, brown coat, and welding a bow staff. The most eye-catching thing about him was his eyes, which had black sclera and illuminated purple iris.

Rouge pushed his own hand into his face and shot back, "Well, ain't you as charmin' as a snake in a boot."

"You flatter me." Gambit said with a chuckle as the other men jeered him playfully.

"AHEM!" said Otto, grabbing everyone's attention. Once everyone had looked at the octopus, he said, in a serious tone, "If you're all quite done, we have work to do."

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