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Gangreen's Muscle Soldiers 20
🕑 Added 2025-06-25 14:03:13 +0000 UTCThis is the final part of Gangreen's Muscle Soldiers.
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Scene: 22
Taking Over the World
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In Libra's room, originally the Release and Recovery Room Number Eight, now marked with a metallic plate bearing the Libra zodiac symbol on its door, Jason was giving the powerful soldier a bath. The air was thick with steam and the gentle scent of soap.
Jason lovingly sponged him with bubbles, peppering him with kisses as he worked. "You did a good job today," Jason whispered, his voice soft and encouraging. Libra, understanding, simply lifted his massive arm, allowing the boy easy access to wash his hairy armpit.
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Jason then kissed the soldier's already firm nipples, provoking a deep moan and shivers from Libra. With the bubbly sponge, Jason rubbed his beefy pectorals. The soldier responded by flexing a double bicep, grunting softly. Jason then licked Libra's hairy armpit, causing the soldier to let out a loud groan, his powerful body trembling uncontrollably.
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The sponge glided down the soldier's muscular abs and finally reached his pubic region. Jason began to sponge Libra's already throbbing, huge erection. The soldier let out a deep roar, his body struck with spasms as tomato seeds and goo shot out like a geyser.
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Jason continued to sponge the huge, inflated glans, and white sticky goo kept blasting out. The soldier arched his back, flexing another double bicep. His muscles seemed to swell even larger, and his erection pumped up further with each powerful contraction.
As Libra roared and spasmed, the bathroom quickly flooded with his goo and seeds. This intense release continued for about three minutes until the splashing finally began to slow. The soldier, panting heavily, tried to catch his breath, his chest heaving.
Jason, satisfied with Libra's performance, peppered him with many kisses. "You did great," he whispered, a triumphant smile on his face.
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They both got clean and dried off, and the room's automated goo and seed collector already having finished its work.
He then snuggled onto the naked, muscular soldier on the bed. Jason cuddled him close, gently encouraging him to rest. After the soldier finally drifted off to sleep, the boy remained snuggled against him, deciding to take a nap before dinner.
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It was time for dinner. Jason woke up, still snugged close to the sleeping soldier. He gave Libra a few more tender kisses, then quietly got dressed. As he slipped out of Libra's room, Unit 4 was already waiting outside. The moment the door clicked shut behind the boy, Unit 4 leaned forward, scooping Jason effortlessly into his arm. He gave him a warm kiss and rubbed his scruffy jaw affectionately against Jason's cheek, making the boy giggle.
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Venice Night in the Mess Hall
At the underground mess hall, the ambiance had transformed for the night, embracing a Venice theme. Classic Italian music drifted through the air, complementing the authentic-looking tables and chairs. Artificial windows displayed calm scenes of Venetian gondolas gliding through waterways, with bustling crowds strolling along cobblestone walkways. On the table, a holoprojector was actively reporting on the recent attack on the Los Angeles Chinese embassy.
Professor Gangreen was clearly displeased. "I said nothing fancy, Agent," his voice tight.
Igor and Agent Pawn Black were already seated at the dinner table with Gangreen. Unit 4 arrived, carrying Jason in his arm. He gave the boy a tender kiss, then placed him gently in his chair before sitting down next to him. Walter quickly brought them their drinks.
"My apologies, Dr. Gangreen," Agent Pawn Black began, his voice calm and considered. "But we concluded it was the necessary solution to send the spying party a clear message. And we executed the plan with zero casualties; nobody was harmed on the streets or among the embassy staff and no evidence was recorded. "
Gangreen took a slow sip of his wine. "Fine, you did better than my expectation," he accepted, "but demolishing the embassy was unnecessary."
"Yes, Doctor," Pawn Black replied smoothly. "Thank you for your approval. We will refrain from unneeded destruction in the future."
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"Look," Igor complained, pointing at the holoprojector, "the news reporter is calling it a terrorist attack! We did them a favor, eliminating threats on U.S. soil. Those idiots don't even know who the real terrorists are. We should fry their equipment in their studio!"
"Leave them alone," Gangreen commanded, his voice firm. "No one's frying any news studio."
"Come on, Professor," Igor whined, "at least let me prank them."
Agent Pawn Black, interrupted smoothly, "We can help with that, Sir Igor. And we may need to look into the sponsors behind those news channels as well."
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"Do you have the new plans yet, Agent Pawn?" Jason asked, his voice noticeably uncomfortable.
"Yes, we decided to use their own technology against them," Pawn Black replied, his tone chillingly calm. "We plan to detonate every single nuclear warhead they have inside their silos. Then, we'll take them out one by one. Our system can easily hack into theirs and monitor every single file and activity—every phone, computer, camera, even vehicles. We have access to all of it."
He continued, "We will eliminate every single individual who poses a threat to our kind. After that, we can send in our Agents to take over control."
Professor Gangreen, who had been listening intently, wiped his mouth with a napkin. "It is easier to destroy a country than to rebuild one, Agent. I need a report on how you plan to rebuild after the destruction and purge of the governing party before I can approve your plan."
"Yes, of course, Dr. Gangreen," Agent Pawn Black responded swiftly. "I will have it for you tomorrow morning."
"Very well then, carry on." Gangreen finished his dinner and left the table.
Igor, meanwhile, was still stuffing his mouth with delicious shrimps, unconcerned to the gravity of the conversation. Jason remained quiet after listening to Pawn Black's report, his earlier discomfort evident. Unit 4 leaned over and gave him a comforting kiss.
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After dinner, Unit 4 carried Jason to the underground farm. The soldier gently placed him down next to the vibrant colorful tomato plant, but Jason just stood there, staring at it blankly.
Unit 4 leaned down, gave him a tender kiss, then rubbed his scruffy jaw against Jason's cheek. He then knelt on one knee, holding the boy close with one arm while reaching out his other arm to touch the plant. The leaf, however, didn't glow as it did when Jason touched it.
He gave Jason another kiss, then gently took the boy's hand and guided it to touch the plant. The moment Jason's finger made contact with one of the leaves, it began to glow. Then, as if responding to a silent signal, the other leaves also started glowing in a vibrant, almost musical display of light.
Tears welled up in Jason's eyes, and he started crying, soft sobs escaping him as the colorful plant continued to glow in bright rainbow colors. The soldier hugged him close, rubbing his scruffy jaw on the boy and peppering him with kisses, as Jason continued to weep.
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A Quiet Morning in the Kitchen
The next morning, Unit 4 woke early. He gently dressed Jason in a soft robe and his fluffy plush slippers, then carried him to the dining room. But instead of seating him at the grand dining table, Unit 4 headed into the kitchen.
Barry was already there, bustling about, preparing food for the morning rush. He brightened when he saw Unit 4 and Jason, gesturing for them to sit at the staff table in the corner of the large kitchen. Unit 4 sat down, placing Jason comfortably on his lap, letting the boy's head lean against his muscular pec. Jason, still sleepy, snuggled into the soldier's warm muscles and quickly drifted back to sleep.
Barry, brought Unit 4 a huge stein of beer and then set about frying up what looked like an entire hog's worth of bacon.
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As the sun rose, Professor Gangreen, Igor, Finletter, and Agent Bishop White gathered at the breakfast table. The holoprojector on the table continued to report on yesterday's incident, along with updates on the new expanding constructions within the manor's sprawling property.
"Strange," Igor said with a mouthful of food, "where's the kid and his boyfriend. We're almost finished."
"Unit 4 requested a day off," Gangreen stated, a slight frown on his face. "Something about the boy feeling depressed. It's right here on the updates."
Igor used a voice command on the holoprojector: "Locate the kid and his boyfriend." The holoprojector brought up a new window, displaying two blinking dots on a map, indicating their location at the underground farm.
"What's all that?" Finletter asked, staring at the projection. "You have something under the castle?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Finletter," Gangreen replied smoothly, "but that's classified information."
"But now that I've seen it," Finletter replied, "I'll need to write a report on it."
"Yes, it's your job to report what you've seen," Gangreen agreed. "We won't stop you. However, the underground remains off-limits for outsiders."
"Can't I even just take a peek?" Finletter continued, his curiosity excited.
"I'd advise against taking a peek," Gangreen warned, his tone firm. "Security teams are authorized to kill any intruders on sight attempting to break into the underground. I will grant you clearance once we gain more trust. For now, the underground remains off-limits, Mr. Finletter."
"I'll see you later, Mr. Finletter. Igor, you're with me." The Professor finished his breakfast and left the table.
Agent Bishop White then turned to Finletter. "Since Lord Jason isn't available today, I'll accompany you for a bit, Ambassador Finletter."
"That would be great," Finletter replied, seemingly accepting the situation.
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At the underground Lab.
Professor Gangreen and Igor stepped into the lab. The Professor settled into his working station.
"Igor," Gangreen instructed, "hand me those seed samples over there."
Just then, Unit 4 arrived, carrying Jason in his arm.
"Hey, cute outfit, kid!" Igor exclaimed, noticing Jason's attire. Jason blushed and snuggled deeper into the soldier's embrace. Unit 4 gave him a kiss and rubbed his scruffy jaw affectionately against the boy's cheek.
The soldier then handed over a large container, surprisingly full of both rainbow tomatoes and metallic tomatoes.
"Whoa," Igor said, wide-eyed, "I thought that rainbow plant stopped producing tomatoes already!" He carefully selected one of the glowing rainbow tomatoes and placed it into a transformation chamber. The chamber immediately lit up with a brilliant rainbow light as the transformation began.
A moment later, a man materialized within the chamber. He had striking red hair and wore a sharp suit completed with diamond-shaped checker patterns. A metallic pin shaped like the letter 'A' shimmered on his collar.
"Whoa, more Agents!" Igor exclaimed, his voice filled with surprise.
Unit 4 simply gave Jason another kiss and continued to rub his jaw on him, seemingly cool by the sudden appearance of the new Agent.
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The man stepped out of the chamber, his red hair gleaming, and introduced himself with confident. "Agent Ace of Diamonds," he stated, a sharpness to his voice.
Igor, quickly placed five more rainbow tomatoes into the transformation chambers. With a radiant display of light, five more Agents materialized.
The new arrivals were distinct: those associated with clubs were all brunettes, clad in sleek suits finished with complex club patterns. The hearts were blonde, their suits featuring a subtle heart motif. And finally, the spades had distinguished grey hair, their suits patterned with the unmistakable spade symbol.
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"This is going to take a while, kid," Igor chuckled, gesturing at the remaining tomatoes. "There are still 48 rainbow tomatoes left to form a full deck of cards, including the two jokers. And you also picked around 30 metallic tomatoes." He then turned to Unit 4 and Jason. "You guys want to go check out the new swimming pool or something?"
Unit 4 gave Jason a tender kiss, then saluted both Igor and Professor Gangreen. He then left the lab, heading for the underground pool, with Jason securely in his arms.
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A Tropical Escape
The new underground pool was a wonder, housed within a vast, dome-like room. Inside, an expansive artificial beach attraction, scattered with several infinity pools, rustic tiki huts, and luxurious villas. The dome itself simulated a perfect tropical view, complete with the scent of salty air, a gentle breeze, and the soothing sounds of exotic animals. Soft tropical music drifted through the background, completing the illusion.
A handful of staff, agents, and even soldiers were scattered across the artificial beach, enjoying their leisure time.
Unit 4 carried Jason to a private corner, tucked behind some tall, jagged rocks. Here, an infinity pool offered a breathtaking view of the simulated ocean. He gently placed the boy down, then dropped his weapons, gear, and boots with a soft clatter, before sitting at the edge of the pool, letting his powerful legs dangle in the water.
Jason sat right next to him, leaning his head comfortably on Unit 4's arm. The soldier reached his arm around Jason's back, pulling him closer and allowing the boy to snuggle against his broad chest. He then kissed Jason's hair and rubbed his scruffy jaw affectionately against the boy's hair.
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Jason, shed his robe and cute fluffy slippers, then dove into the infinity pool for a swim with a playful splash. Unit 4 remained in the same spot, his gaze fixed on the boy with no detectable expression. However, he intentionally flexed his massive pectorals a couple of times, a rippling dance of muscle meant to express his affection.
Jason saw his "pecs dancing" and giggled. "You don't want to come in?" he called out.
The soldier replied with a low grunt. Jason, recognizing it as a slightly negative grunt, changed course and began swimming directly towards him.
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Unit 4 leaned forward, reaching down into the water and effortlessly lifting Jason out of the pool. He placed the boy gently onto his lap, immediately showering him with kisses and rubbing his scruffy jaw against Jason's wet cheek.
Jason eagerly returned the kisses, his arms wrapping around Unit 4's thick neck. Then, with a playful wiggle, he slipped his feet into Unit 4's khaki briefs, his toes immediately seeking out and beginning to fondle the soldier's large, masculine organ, still soft inside the cotton fabric.
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The soldier's manhood began to awaken, growing rapidly, and the khaki briefs stretched tight against the rising size. Unit 4 let out a deep grunt, and a wet spot quickly bloomed on the now-stretching fabric.
Jason, determined, pressed kisses to Unit 4's neck and his scruffy jaw, clearly enjoying the moment. His foot continued to circle the huge, enlarged erection, and soon, seeds and sticky goo began to splash out from the sides of the straining briefs.
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Unit 4 continued to kiss and cuddle Jason, his hands quickly pulling his briefs down to his ankles. Free from its confines, the soldier's massive, masculine meat sprang forth, throbbing with raw energy.
Jason, now using both his feet, began to rub the head of the colossal erection. The splashes of pre-ejaculate intensified, now shooting far over their heads. The soldier arched his back, a husky roar tearing from his throat as he began to spasm uncontrollably. The erection then produced a truly giant eruption, splashing its warm, sticky contents all over the place, drenching them both.
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After the powerful soldier's intense orgasm finally ended, Unit 4 slowly began to catch his breath, his chest still heaving. He continued to rub his face affectionately on Jason's cheek, peppering him with soft kisses. Jason giggled, kissing him back sweetly.
Unit 4 then gathered his scattered gear and weapons, before scooping Jason into his arms and carrying him to the nearest villa for a much-needed cleanup.
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Japanese Lunch in the Mess Hall
It was lunchtime at the underground mess hall, and the theme had completely shifted to an Oriental Japanese aesthetic. The artificial windows now displayed a calm scene of beautiful pinkish cherry blossom petals falling like snowflakes, creating a relaxing atmosphere. The chairs and tables had been replaced with traditional oriental styles, and the soft tune of ancient Japanese instruments played gently in the background.
Professor Gangreen and Igor were already seated, with Walter swiftly bringing them refreshments before lunch officially began: a classic iced coffee for Professor Gangreen and a bottle of Ramune for Igor.
Just then, Unit 4 arrived at Professor Gangreen's table, carrying Jason in his arm. The boy was still dressed in his soft robe and adorable furry slippers that resembled oversized bear paws. The soldier gently sat Jason down in his chair and then took the seat beside him.
Walter quickly returned, bringing Jason a vibrant matcha latte float and, for Unit 4, a large stein of beer. He also placed a plate piled high with crispy bacon in front of the soldier, but before Unit 4 could even reach for it, Igor, with lightning speed, snatched a handful.
"Hey kid, how was the pool?" Igor asked,
his mouth full of the bacon he'd snatched from Unit 4's plate.
"It was okay, the pool was nice," Jason replied casually.
Unit 4 then made a series of rapid military hand signals at Igor. Igor's earpiece began to translate: "He made cum at th..." Igor quickly ripped the earpiece out. "Ew! Too much information! Not at the table, you're gross!" he exclaimed.
Igor then grabbed another handful of bacon from the plate. Unit 4, seemingly unbothered, gave Jason a kiss before starting to put bacon into his own mouth. Jason, meanwhile, was happily scooping ice cream from his matcha float.
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Soon after, Agent Queen White and the newly arrived Agent King of Spades joined them at the table. Walter promptly brought a cup of sencha for Queen White and an iced coffee for King of Spades.
Today's lunch was a traditional Japanese feast, served neatly in authentic bento boxes. Each box contained crispy tonkatsu, delicate tempura, savory unagi, and chilled cold bamboo shoots with mayonnaise. A steaming bowl of miso soup accompanied each meal, completing the spread.
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As they began to have lunch, Agent Pawn Black arrived at the table, already setting up holoprojection equipment for a presentation. He switched it on, controlling the displays with his personal tablet, showing maps and analyzed information. Before he could even begin, King of Spades spoke up, his voice a low rumble.
"Is all this necessary? You chess guys with all your complicated plans and strategies, it all makes my head explode. We prefer to take out our enemies swiftly and silently; they wouldn't even know what hit them until they've lost their heads."
Agent Queen White, an elegant man with silver hair, dark lipstick, and delicate eyeshadow, interrupted smoothly. "Your Majesty, that would go against Lord Jason's wishes."
"My apologies, Lord Jason," King of Spades said with a slight bow of his head. "We are quick and like to think outside of the box, unlike those chess guys who like to hang around playing hopscotch and make plans."
"We plan," Queen White argued, a faint smile playing on his lips, "because we believe in a win-win situation. We never lose; either the white piece wins or the black piece wins."
"Well, we offer more than just winning," King of Spades responded, already starting to perform quick card tricks with a deck in his hand. "Tricks and illusions can easily take control of your enemies, and we work better out of the box. The farther you send us, the better we perform."
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"That's enough, Agents," Professor Gangreen interrupted, his voice firm. "You may argue later."
"Yes, Doctor," Queen White replied smoothly.
"My apologies, Dr. Gangreen," King of Spades added, giving a slight nod.
"Agent Pawn, you may begin your report," Professor Gangreen instructed.
"Yes, Doctor," Agent Pawn Black began, gesturing to the holoprojector. "According to the data we've analyzed, there's more than one of these labs developing biochemical weapons against our kind. We can easily destroy them with our satellite weapons, but there's a high chance for the biochemical material to leak."
As Pawn Black spoke of the dangerous possibility, Unit 4 reached his arm around Jason and kissed him gently, trying to comfort him during the unsettling report. He even took a piece of bacon from his plate and fed it to the boy, then gave him another reassuring kiss.
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Pawn Black continued, "Our plan is to fly in six motherships into these cities as a diversion. At the same time, the Suits will target the labs with stealth vehicles. After the biochemical weapons are secured, we'll purge their leadership and replace them."
Unit 4, noticing Jason's growing discomfort, hugged him tightly and kissed him.
"Agent Pawn, careful with your words, you're upsetting the kid," Igor interrupted, a warning in his tone.
"Yes, Sir Igor, my apology," Agent Pawn Black responded quickly. "We will attempt to capture the enemy leadership and take precautionary measures before using lethal force." What he really meant was; we'll kill them all if they make any sudden move. "Then comes the detoxification of their education system. We will hack their networks and show them love is the way, not hate."
Unit 4 gently rubbed his scruffy jaw against Jason's hair and then gave him a comforting kiss. Jason visibly relaxed a bit after hearing the words "love is the way."
"What about North Korea?" Igor asked. "They don't have internet."
"Yes, that one is a bit trickier than others," Pawn Black admitted, "but they still have an internal network system, and our team has already hacked it."
"Remind me not to let any of you guys into my room," Igor said, half-joking.
"Do not worry, Sir Igor," Pawn Black assured him. "We won't pry into your personal stuff."
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Agent Pawn Black continued his detailed report, laying out the data of their improved plan. Professor Gangreen listened intently, occasionally nodding.
"Very well then," Gangreen finally stated, "you may proceed with the plan."
Launch
After lunch, Unit 4 carried Jason to the roof of the manor, with Igor tagging along. They stood there quietly, waiting, the warm afternoon sun on their faces.
Suddenly, the massive pond in front of them began to open up, water pouring down the widening portal like a series of grand waterfalls. One by one, six immense motherships rose majestically from the depths, their sleek forms glinting in the sunlight. They waited until the last ship was in formation, then, with a synchronized roar, they ascended into the sky and vanished.
Next, three hidden silo doors on the property slid open. Three more spaceships rose silently on platforms before lifting off, following the path of the motherships.
"Well, you don't get to see that everyday, kid," Igor said, genuinely impressed.
Unit 4 simply gave Jason a tender kiss.
"Come on," Igor continued, "let's go to the study room."
In the study room, Walter had already overseen the rearrangement of the couches, transforming the space into a comfortable viewing area. A large holoprojector was set up, and the comforting smell of popcorn and chips flowed through the air.
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Igor and Unit 4, with Jason in his arm, arrived at the study room. Finletter and Agent King Black were already lounging on one of the comfortable lazy couches. The holoprojector glowed, displaying the mission in real-time from inside Pawn Black's mothership, alongside extremely detailed satellite tracking from above.
Walter, brought beer and soft drinks as Igor and Unit 4 settled in. The soldier sat on a single lazy couch, placing Jason on his lap, giving him warm kisses and tight hugs. Walter then presented Jason with a traditional boba milk tea. The boy's eyes lit up with delight as he happily slurped up the tapioca pearls with his wide straw.
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Soon, Queen of Hearts entered the room, his flamboyant blonde hair shimmering and heart-patterned suit catching the light, complemented by heart-shaped earrings. "What did I miss?" he asked, surveying the scene.
"Nothing, you're just in time for the show," King Black replied, gesturing towards the holoprojector.
Walter quickly arrived with a Pink Lady cocktail for Queen of Hearts, followed by platters of classic Taiwanese street food: Bawan, deep-fried tofu, fried squid balls, and salt and pepper chicken.
Jason picked up a shallow bowl containing a Bawan, covered in its distinctive white and pink sauce. "What's this thing?" he asked, curious.
Igor, already attempting to spear a bite of the famously rubbery Taiwanese dish with his fork, explained, "It's Taiwanese, kid. You eat it with a fork or chopsticks, like this."
Unit 4, simply popped the entire Bawan into his mouth and began to chew. Jason, surprised by the soldier's method, asked, "Is it good?" The soldier responded with an enthusiastic thumbs-up.
Walter soon returned with another Bawan and a plate piled high with bacon, placing it in front of Unit 4. "Why does only he get bacon?" Igor complain, eyeing the plate. "I want a plate of bacon too!"
As they all enjoyed the snacks and drinks, a few of the motherships on the screen began their fiery descent, initiating atmospheric reentry.
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Diversion and Deception
Each of the six motherships rapidly reached their designated cities: Moscow, St. Petersburg, Beijing, Shanghai, Tehran, and Pyongyang. Simultaneously, satellites hacked into local networks, hijacking news, TV, and radio websites and apps, preventing any real-time reporting.
The colossal ships descended with extreme speed, creating multiple sonic boom shockwaves that washed over the landscapes. None of the cities' air defense systems were able to respond.
Agent Pawn Black's mothership made its dramatic landing directly in front of the Forbidden City in Tiananmen Square. Crowds immediately gathered around the immense vessel, attempting to take snapshots, but all their phones and computers were hacked and unresponsive.
Soon, troops arrived, forcefully pushing the crowd back. Anyone who refused to cooperate was beaten and dragged away. Quickly, heavy armor, tanks, and even rocket-launching vehicles appeared, forming a defensive perimeter.
Then, an enormous ramp opened on the huge mothership. Agent Pawn Black walked down the ramp, stopping midway. He spread his arms wide and shouted in fluent Mandarin, "We come in peace!"
Suddenly, one of the Chinese troops fired a shot. Agent Pawn Black bent forward, clutching his stomach in apparent pain.
"No, Agent Pawn!" Jason cried out from the study room, his eyes wide with distress as he watched the screen. Unit 4 quickly set down his beer, pulling the boy into a tight hug, letting Jason's face snuggle against his chest.
The troops all began firing at Pawn Black, who crumpled and fell down on the ramp.
Immediately, the mothership's hidden weapon systems came to life. Multiple guns and launchers opened up, unleashing a barrage of fire at the attacking troops and tanks. Several mech suits flew out of the ramp, and gunships launched from hidden bays.
Pawn Black then slowly stood up again, a triumphant grin on his face. "Give 'em hell, boys!" he roared.
Agent King Black, witnessing the scene from the study room, made a few swift hand gestures, establishing direct communication with Pawn Black on the screen. "You have hell to pay when you come back," King Black's voice boomed through the speakers. "You made Lord Jason cry. He thought you got shot!"
On the screen, Pawn Black winced. "I... I am sorry. The illusion was the Suits' idea."
King Black turned his gaze to Queen of Hearts.
"Don't look at me," Queen of Hearts said, waving a dismissive hand. "It wasn't my idea. I prefer to simply off with their heads. The Jokers are the ones like to have fun."
King Black looked back at the screen to Pawn Black. "Just stop fooling around and get the job done. King Black out."
Unit 4 continued to hug and kiss Jason, comforting him.
"It's okay, kid," Igor reassured Jason, seeing the boy's lingering distress. "That was a holoprojection. Agent Pawn didn't get shot."
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Walter, sensing the lingering tension, came in with a comforting traditional ice cream sundae for Jason. It was a classic, piled high with colorful sprinkles, generous swirls of whipped cream, hot fudge, roasted peanuts, and a bright red cherry on top. The soldier, Unit 4, gently kissed Jason's hair as he watched the boy happily dig into his treat.
On the holoprojector, the intense scene unfolded: Chinese troops were being completely decimated. Their weapons proved entirely ineffective against the advanced tomato technology, unable to even make a scratch on the formidable mechs and gunships. The pulse guns and blasters effortlessly tore through heavy armor and tanks; it was, as Finletter would later comment, "like cutting through warm butter."
"I'm glad we're on the same side now," Finletter stated, a nervous laugh escaping him as he watched the one-sided battle. "Good thing we made peace and aren't enemies anymore."
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On the screen, the other five cities showed similar results.
Unit 4, gently rubbed his scruffy jaw against Jason's hair.
Jason scooped a spoonful of his sundae, trying to feed the soldier with it. Unit 4 opened his mouth and took a bite. The boy giggled. "Do you like it?" he asked. The soldier merely grunted in response, then took a piece of bacon and put it into his own mouth. Jason frowned at him, but Unit 4 quickly hugged and kissed him, melting the boy's displeasure.
"So, now that you've taken over the world, what's next?" Finletter asked, still looking somewhat shell-shocked.
"I would hope the Professor finally approves my amusement parks and racetracks!" Igor exclaimed, his eyes lighting up at the thought.
"Technically," King Black interrupted, "we haven't taken over the world yet. We've simply eliminated the biggest threats to our existence."
"We can affect their way of thinking through education," Queen of Hearts thought, "however, to control people's behaviors would need something more."
"Yes," King Black said, a thoughtful expression on his face, "that would be religion."
"Perhaps the Church of Tomatoes," Queen of Hearts suggested, a faint smile playing on his lips.
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The Rise of the Tarot Agents
A few days later, in the vibrant underground farm, Jason carefully harvested seventy-eight new rainbow tomatoes. With a renewed sense of purpose, he brought them to the transformation chambers. From these glowing orbs emerged a new class of Agents: the Tarot Agents.
These specially created Agents were immediately dispatched across the globe, their mission to discreetly yet effectively spread the idea of a new tomato religion. Their command was not one of conquest, but of conversion, aiming to sway hearts and minds towards this unique, expanding faith.
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