Cobra Commander sits in his office in New Springfield, gazing out at the billowing smoke climbing into the early morning sky. The sudden attack on the city gates caught him off guard. It marked the first direct assault on his expansive stronghold of New Springfield by anyone. But this wasn't executed by just anyone; it was done by people calling themselves G.I. Joe. His office door remains open, with advisors rushing in and out, providing constant updates. He attentively listens, occasionally gesturing with a dismissive wave when he's received enough information. Against the calming blue backdrop of dawn, he contemplates how the stark contrast of the gray and black plumes stands out against the serene morning sky.
"Commander," the voice of a Viper Officer grabs his attention.
"Yes, Major?"
"We have received reports that the column has been disabled. Our forces have suffered significant losses, Commander." The Officer steals a furtive glance at his own reflection in the Commander's mask. He is relieved that his helmet conceals his expression. "Our troops are gearing up to confront the enemy on foot."
"Very good," Cobra Commander turns to look back out the window. "Major, deploy the Stingers to the battle and reposition the remaining HISS Tanks at each gate," he pauses briefly. "Unleash the FANG. Activate the HEAT. It is time for these 'Joes' to understand they are no match for Cobra."
"Understood, Commander," he turns to carry out the orders.
"Major, before you go," the Commander's tone sends a shiver down the Officer's spine.
"Yes, Commander?"
"Make sure we have heavy civilian casualties at the gates, particularly women and children. Have the Televipers set up a continuous live video feed and broadcast it over every frequency we control, hack the ones we don't. I want to show the world how dangerous G.I. Joe is."
"It shall be done, Commander."
"I expect nothing less."
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