Views of Vipers patroling the area, one looks to anoter without a mask on. It is Flint. He puts his mask on and continues patroling.

Flint’s thoughts: I’m defending the base of one of the biggest terrorists on this god damn planet. Look at Bludd dodw there smokin’ a joint with the rest of these scumbags. If it wsn’t for that fucking arm of his, he’d be up here “patroling” and one of us would be down there investigating. Fuck it, he puts up a good show, he’d a scum bag himself, he can relate, luck him (sarcasm. Speaks: Hey Chuck!

Chuckles: having fun?

F: a blast

C: Bludd’s having the time of his life.

F: he’s fucking getting’ high/

C: Yeah, but he knows that’s what these people do, Cobra Commander knows how to treat his minions.

F: the Crimson Guardsman over there, somethin’s odd about him. Know anything about him.

C: No clue, he looks like he pulls some weight around here or somethin’. Then agoin, from all my years of dealing with this shit, I’ve kind of assumed their all cocky. His status and position just seems out of place in a crappy base in the middle of a shoddy litle country like this.

F: alright then, three things to enquire about: the Crimson Guardsman, the purpose of this base, and the Oktober Guard tip of C-12.

C: bingo.

Hrs later

C: I can’t wait to get a god damn smoke break

Viper 1: No shit, what is it, a half hour form now?

C: uuuhhh, yeah, hopefully the Fred won’t give a rat’s ass about us kickin’ back.

V1: Dumb ass Fred, ain’t got shit to do with our smoke break, that’s all the Doctor’s ideas, you know that.

C: I know, I’m just don’t understand why the hell Freddie’s pasing around.

V1: He’s got a bad problem with the head honchos coming and doesn’t want to deal with anybody, he’d just out for himself.

C: what the hell is he doing in a third rate country like this, shouldn’t he be in a law office?

V1: You know how they brought him down a week ago, and you now he’d been bull shittin’. I sick of us Vipers not getting to know shit about what goes down in this system. They need to start.

C: what the fuck, Zartan?

V1: Fuck Zartan, what about the Big Snake himself coming down, that’s why you’re up here, they’re starting to put security up here hard core.

C: you heard anything about all this hoop-la comin’ down here.

V1: I ain’t heard shit, but what ever it is, it’s big. They’re gathering and we’re gonna earn our pay, bigger than life man.

Cut

F: Here come’s Zartan, doin’ rounds.

V2: Shut the fuck up, you talk to me again and I’ll cut your throat like a cheap turkey.

F: What the hell’s your problem?

V2: Look asshole, you just keep at your post andstay your own big man, don’t ever look at me Higgen.

F: Fuck you. Thoughts: great, the Viper I’m supposed to be is probably a real ass hole. I’m not gonna get anywhere. I got to cheak into Chuckles as soon as possible.

Cut

Zartan: CG, what time is it?

CG: close to 7.

Zartan: start preparing your third security team for the evening. Add on two night Vipers per sector.

CG: Gotcha Zartan

Zartan: Oh and prepare 7 Urban squads to search the nearby towns for any threats against the Commander or, more importantly, any of us. Such threats include assasins, foreign government officials or anyone wanting to take us in or hold members hostage.

CG: I’ll see that the best arrre sent out for the Commander even though they’ll be pissed I sent them to deal with those crack pot townspeople.

Z: Yeah they haven’t beent he same since the Awakeners fucked them up.

CG: Yeah I was a simple Alley Viper myself, when those nut jobs were running around fucking up the place.

Z: What were you a #? Stripe?

CG: #?

Z: That’s right, you got that about five marks before the Fred process in, what the fuck is that noise?

RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Random Viper: We’re under attack, hit the alarm!!

-Chuckles looks aroound and then hits the switch by him.

-Vipers charge onto the top of the base’s walls.

Ripper: those fucking bastardds are firing on us!!!!

Zarana: who do these assholes think they are?! Well you know what to do Drednoks. Ride!!!!

Road Pig: GGGGGGGGGGGGGoooooooooo Dreddddnokkkks ggggggoo!

Zarana: shut the fuck up Road Pig, put Donald in.

Road Pig: Lets do it (moounting a new gun on the back of the thunder machine)

-Drednoks ride arround rampantly while the thunder machine pulls up to the front door. Monkey Wrench sets up charges. Whit a big explosion, the drednoks charge in and start blowing the shit oout of everything, as this continues Torch spots Zartan

-Torch: there e’ is

-Torch Ripper Buzzer And Zanzibar surround Zartan and stop. Zartan is just standing there with his arms crossed.

Zarana pulls up and jumps out the Thunder Machine: What the fuck you trying to prove, shooting up your famliy and bkie gang. Has your brain turned to fluying bats in your head?

-Zartan: Aparently, you don’t know who I am or what the hell you are doing. The only reason why I didn’t kill you is because I know you did not come here to attack and our leader is coming so I don’t want any shit to clean up with other world governments. So start explaining who you are and what you want.

Buzzer whispers: ‘e has gone batty.

Zarana: you know who the fuck we are, I’m you sister, your fucking god damn sister. And were drednoks, we’re what you created and I don’t know what the hell yoou’re tryin’ to prove.

Zartan: I’ve read about you Drednoks in the Cobra files, but you are currently not employed with this organization, so I’m going to give you thirty secconds to get out of here before I have you terminateddd.

Zarana: I’m family, doesn’t that mean anything to you? Anything?

-Vipers guns raissed, Z: twenty seconds.

Zarana: Let’s go, just get ready to go; I’don’t know what they’ve done to you, but were coming back, this isn’t fucking over, I’m your god damn sister.

Zartan: hhmph (as his red eye turns to black)

CG: I’ll ready the security teams.

Zartan pushes him away and says: get going.

Cut

Chuckles, Flint and Major Bludd

MBL they’re sending in urban squads to secure the towns for Cobra Commander’s arrival.

C: good that means we can get the hell out of here without them ever knowing.

F: that means we got to figure out what the hell they’re up toand fast, wwe need access to a computer terminal or files, or something.

MB: I can get you to a terminal with access codes.

C: have you seen the full layout?

MB: First off I’m Major Bludd, second I’m an Alley Viper, they’re given alot more slack

F: I’ve noticed.

MB: Look, meet up at 8 o’clock

F: sector 8

MB: sector 8 1