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.'GI Joe Penthesilea's Breast Plate'.-Chapter Three:Rated V:
Firefly was spraying an M249 at the Joes, Major Bludd took a F.A.N.G. copter airborne; "I'll strafe the Joes dead before their air cover arrives!" He cackled. Airborne, he noticed barbarians racing towards the COBRA troopers' rear. "Guns rear, lads!"
Firefly was surprised, his troopers were turning the otherway! ."Huh?" he wondered, until a crossbow boltbounced off a nearby rock. Firefly faced rearwards and saw mob of at least 20 barbarians rushing rowards him. Firefly poured a hundred rounds into them, the attack was ended and the barbarians slaughtered. "Yo., Joe!" The battle resumed. Bazooka's rocket launcher reduced the five HISS tanks present to flaming rubble. Major Joe Bludd saw the Joe air cover coming, "Retreat lads, we're beaten!" he radioed. Firefly jumped aboard a Cobra Python Cycle and roared down a jungle trail, Major Bludd fled towards COBRA island. The remaining COBRAS surrendered, and were arrested by the Joes present. The other Joes were gathered around Duke, who listening to a radio transmission. "Penthesilea's Breasplate is weapon of great power. Any woman who wears it is instantly transformed in an Amazon Hoplite. Secondly, an army of Amazon Hoplites will appear and fight on said women's side." "Thanks, Breaker." "Duke, that Colonel Sharp's briefing." "Load up, Joes." SKREEEEAAAALLL! A Raptor lunged at Duke, whom began to swing his M14A2 to bear on it! CRACK-CRACK! Two .45 automatic bullets cut the Raptor down. Lord John Roxton and the rest of the explorers had arrived. Roxton, his 1911 still smoking; he surveyed the Joe team. "Thanks, friend!" He shook hands with Lord John Roxton. "You're welcome." "Sgt. Duke Hauser, G.I. Joe." They then flew back to the Pit. "Incredible." Challenger smiled in wonderment at the Pit and its technology. "From zeppelins to jet aircraft, simply amazing." Marguerite coolly evaluated ever new technology; she jotted down their name brands. 'I'll invest the companies, if I ever return to my time'. Doc gave them medical evaluations. "Other than needing to quit smoking, You're totally healthy, Professor Challenger." He rummed through a desk. "This nicotine gum will help you." "Thank you, doctor". Cover Girl handed some coveralls and boots to Veronica. "Thank you." She quickly donned them. "I like them, is there a barbershop resent." "Most assuredly!" One half hour later, Veronica left; She wear a short, layered haircut. Malone was stunned. "Ned, You nearly got killed because I was Tom Mixing it at the rope bridge fight. No more jungle girl for me." She kissed him. "But I'll always be there for you." Roxton handed his 1911 into the armory. A boy in a wheel chair expertly detail-stripped and reassembled. it "This pistol needs no repairs, Roxton. BTW, I'm MP44, your neighborhood armorer." He smiled at Roxton. "Try a Dan Wesson Pointman, somewhat customized." "Like a 1911, 14 shots and has custom Hogue grips; I even put in a blaze orange fiber optic front post sight." "I like it, Can I have more?" "Most assuredly." The small flat top with a knack for weapons repairs, was fast becoming Roxton's best friend. |
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