Drakon
Requiem Raver
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The throbbing of the Team Rocket helicopter gunships could be heard clearly for miles. But that did not matter, the island they were approaching was many miles from civilization. Flying Pokemon of all types and their trainers were mingling with the helicopters. The helicopters mostly carried autocannons, machine guns and rocket pods but some of them carried wire guided anti tank missiles and bombs.
Below the swarm of helos and flying Pokemon, were a fleet of various ships and water Pokemon with their trainers riding on them. Most of the ships carried Team Rocket grunts but a few of the larger ones carried armored vehicles and aircraft of various sorts. All of them were armed with at least one .50 caliber machine gun and some depth charges but some carried autocannons or even missiles and torpedoes.
"This better be worth it. We're heading to buttfuck-nowhere." a Grunt riding on a Blastoise grumbled.
"Shut up and pay attention to the upcoming mission!" a Grunt on a small boat shouted. The boat was armed with a single .50 caliber machine gun on the stern and a depth charge launcher on the bow.
The Blastoise rider grumbled and checked his waist holster, the pokeballs and pistol were in their proper place.
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Dr. Jackson Riley was sitting in his control room, deep inside the Silph. Co Island Complex. He was busy monitoring the status of the base's fusion reactor. He also noted that the emergency Electivire generator systems were in tip top shape.
"Dr. Riley!" a technician shouted.
"What is it, Pearson?" Dr. Riley replied.
"Radar indicates an enormous group of aircraft, boats, flying and water Pokemon heading this way."
"Well, it must a group of tourists. Let's say we give them a tour." Dr. Riley replied sarcastically. "No! It's probably Team Rocket! Activate the base's defensive systems! Initiate lockdown!"
"Yes, sir!" Pearson replied. He tapped a button on the console. After several minutes, he spoke. ".50 caliber gatling turrets deployed!"
Dr. Riley then pressed a red button, which activated a synthesized recording. "Alert. Impending hostiles. This is not a drill. Initiate lockdown procedures. Repeat. Impending hostiles. This is not a drill. Initiate lockdown procedures."
Dr. Riley then sealed the control room. The click and thud of the heavy steel blast doors locking was heard.
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Dr. Johnson McIntire or "Johnny Mac" as he was known to his friends was eating lunch in the cafeteria when the alarms were heard. He could see Silph Co. guards wielding weapons and pokeballs rushing past. He gulped down the rest of the sandwich and bolted out of the cafeteria, taking cover inside an empty lab. He put on his safety glasses and pulled out his Leatherman tool, opening the blade and holding it tightly.
"Come on." Johnny Mac said grimly as he sealed the lab.
Below the swarm of helos and flying Pokemon, were a fleet of various ships and water Pokemon with their trainers riding on them. Most of the ships carried Team Rocket grunts but a few of the larger ones carried armored vehicles and aircraft of various sorts. All of them were armed with at least one .50 caliber machine gun and some depth charges but some carried autocannons or even missiles and torpedoes.
"This better be worth it. We're heading to buttfuck-nowhere." a Grunt riding on a Blastoise grumbled.
"Shut up and pay attention to the upcoming mission!" a Grunt on a small boat shouted. The boat was armed with a single .50 caliber machine gun on the stern and a depth charge launcher on the bow.
The Blastoise rider grumbled and checked his waist holster, the pokeballs and pistol were in their proper place.
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Dr. Jackson Riley was sitting in his control room, deep inside the Silph. Co Island Complex. He was busy monitoring the status of the base's fusion reactor. He also noted that the emergency Electivire generator systems were in tip top shape.
"Dr. Riley!" a technician shouted.
"What is it, Pearson?" Dr. Riley replied.
"Radar indicates an enormous group of aircraft, boats, flying and water Pokemon heading this way."
"Well, it must a group of tourists. Let's say we give them a tour." Dr. Riley replied sarcastically. "No! It's probably Team Rocket! Activate the base's defensive systems! Initiate lockdown!"
"Yes, sir!" Pearson replied. He tapped a button on the console. After several minutes, he spoke. ".50 caliber gatling turrets deployed!"
Dr. Riley then pressed a red button, which activated a synthesized recording. "Alert. Impending hostiles. This is not a drill. Initiate lockdown procedures. Repeat. Impending hostiles. This is not a drill. Initiate lockdown procedures."
Dr. Riley then sealed the control room. The click and thud of the heavy steel blast doors locking was heard.
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Dr. Johnson McIntire or "Johnny Mac" as he was known to his friends was eating lunch in the cafeteria when the alarms were heard. He could see Silph Co. guards wielding weapons and pokeballs rushing past. He gulped down the rest of the sandwich and bolted out of the cafeteria, taking cover inside an empty lab. He put on his safety glasses and pulled out his Leatherman tool, opening the blade and holding it tightly.
"Come on." Johnny Mac said grimly as he sealed the lab.
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