It had been many months since the failed attempt by the terrorist organization to set up a presence in the African country of Kenya. The whole plot had been nothing more than a training exercise for the Cobra organization. A way to make the rest of the world aware of their existence and the fact that the U.S. military had gotten soft.
The supreme Cobra Commander had done well in abandoning the outpost and making the G.I.Joe team think that his organization had retreated back to the shadows, but in reality the whole exercise had allowed them to not only expose the weaknesses of the United States military but also to infiltrate the top secret G.I.Joe team. The commander had recalled many of his operatives and had scheduled a meeting before his ranking officers. It was the first time they had met since their retreat to Somalia all those months ago. The commander had reassigned most of his operatives to different missions, but now with the recent uprisings in Egypt, Turkey and North Korea, he felt he needed to get a handle on some of his assets.
“Greetingssss essteemed Cobra loyalistsss. It is ssso good to see all of you again.” The room erupted in loud applause as all those in attendance cheered the head snake. “It has been quite some time ssssince we have all been together under the sssame roof. And although I have been in clossse communication with all of you over thissss time, I felt the need to arrange this homecoming.” The room once again erupted in cheers. Cobra Commander reveled in the admiration and respect of his compatriots. After many seconds, he raised his hand to silence the crowd.
“It has recently been brought to my attention the many of the leadersss of the world are overstepping their boundaries and neglecting their obligations to the Cobra nation. Thisss has been tolerated for a little too long! And stopsss today! I have called you all back here to reassign some of you to some more…..promisssssing appointmentsss.”
The large ballroom in front of the commander’s balcony was filled with some of the most ruthless Cobra agents the world over. Individuals from six continents and over twenty countries had been summoned and had happily returned to heed the orders of their supreme leader. Although the Cobra nation was still very much in its infancy, the promises of world domination, free healthcare and power had gone far to create a wide arrays of supporters. The commander had made sure to pay them well and to provide them with all the supplies necessary to insure his ultimate ascension to worldwide power.
Many of the room’s representatives had never even met one another before, but they all shared in a common uniting cause. Among those in attendance were Laird Destro, or James McCullen, the president and CEO of MARS Industries and the commander’s chief supplier of weapons and armaments. The man stood nearly six foot four inches tall and had a physique revelling a professional wrestler in his prime. His most notable characteristic took the form of an opulent silver, reflective full face mask that encased his entire head. Originally designed to shame his family for dealing arms to both sides of the war, much like the man in the iron mask, Destro had turned his family’s curse into a badge of honor and a beacon of power. Few would dare to challenge the power of Castle Destro or could survive militarily without dealing with MARS Industries.
Some other noteworthy attendees were the co-CEOs of Extensive Enterprises, the Corsican twins known as Tomax and Xamot. Their international law offices can be found on the six main continents and they have represented hundreds of thousands of corporations worldwide. In their spare time, they are responsible for training and outfitting an elite group of Cobra operatives known as the Crimson Guard. These specialist soldiers are all prestigious lawyers and serve as private bodyguards to the supreme Cobra leader.
As the commander looked out over the crowd he also took note of several of his trusted doctors. Dr. Mindbender, Dr. Venom and Scalpel had served his organization well by not only providing medical care for the troops, but also by conducting valuable research in the fields of genetics, neuroscience and surgery.
Close to the front row stood some of his most recently deployed operatives and some of his more eccentric egomaniacs. Big Boa and Croc Master had been pivotal in training the grunts and insuring the security of the base’s perimeter, while the bird-like Raptor, had helped to launder money through a worldwide network of trust funds and offshore accounts. One of his greatest assets at the moment took the form of the fur-collared, red-eyed Gypsy hypnotist known only as Crystal Ball. With a PhD in psychiatry and hypnosis, this man was currently manipulating the mind of the G.I.Joe operative known as Pathfinder. The mission in Kenya had succeeded in providing the Cobra leader with an insider on the G.I.Joe roster who didn’t even know he was acting as a Cobra informant. The good doctor, would probe his mind while he slept and extract valuable intel about the current plans and assignments of the Joe team.
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