With everyone having made it to the Ready Room in a timely manner as each enters they see a man in an obviously high-ranking officers uniform standing at the head of the table with seat arranged around it. To the right of the man is a woman sitting who has a black briefcase in front of her and is dressed in a sharp, dark suit. Behind the officer is a blackboard as well as tables to the left and right with numerous books and folders on shelves. The man gestures for everyone to be seated and the woman observes the group coolly.

As people finish introducing themselves and take seats the officer clears his throat and raises one hand for attention; "Hrm...good afternoon to you, members of the Odd Squad. I appreciate the prompt arrival here. My name is Brigadier Thomlinson of the British Commandos and I will be part of the briefing on an impending crisis." He finishes his introduction and looks over at the woman.

The woman stands, her eyes taking in the disparate members of the group for a moment before she begins speaking; "And you may call me Agent Mullalley of the MI6 branch of the SIS, the Secret Intelligence Service for those not familiar. I will be beginning this briefing." She opens her briefcase and takes out a folder with papers in it. Placing it in front of her and glancing briefly at the Brigadier she open it and looks at the group; "We have received confirmed information that the Nazis are planning an attack on one of our radar installations. As many of you may now be aware these installations are our first line of defense against Luftwaffe air incursions so to lose even one could have dire repercussions. We are confident we know WHICH installation is the target although we have full brigades of highly trained soldiers at the others, just in case. As one of our groups of superoperatives, for lack of a better word, we plan on placing you at that installation to intercept and stop the Nazi incursion. I will turn this over to Brigadier Thomlinson but do any of you have questions to ask of me before I do?"

Lydia raised her hand first. "Yes. Will our 'Odd Squad' only fight the Germans?"

The Brigadier gestures with one hand; "Allow me to field this one Agent Mullalley. While the Nazis are our primary concern the team would be used to fight, if needed, any of the Axis powers. So with Italy being a firm partner of the Nazis it is likely the team would see action in that arena as well. I am honestly not sure WHAT to make of the Soviet position in all of this right now however."

"I understand our bargain, Sir. We help you defeat your enemies, and you help us with our enemies in return. Of course I will help you crush the German menace." Lydia shifted forward in her chair. She met the Brigadier's eyes with an unwavering intensity. "However, I want Vengeance against Mussolini and his forces. What I am cries out for their blood, She who gave me my power demands it."

"Geez," Dr. Jetsetter commented. "Why get your tights all in a bunch over a clown like Benito? Lissen up, if the ratzis are their way, we better be ready for a tough fight. Because if there's one thing I know about ratzis, it's that they know how to fight. So, do we know if they're comin' by air, land or sea?"

Lydia calmly gripped the edge of the table. "That 'clown' murdered my mother and brother when his army invaded from Albania." Delicate fingers squeezed, and the table cracked. "Make foolish jokes about my family again, and you will see what happens when my 'tights are in a bunch'." 

"I'm sorry for your loss," Hattie said to Fury, and after a pause, added, "but shouldn't we be saving that for the enemy?"

She regarded each in turn.  "Europe is in the clutches of a mad men and he cannot be allowed to win."

"Fight the Nazis and you'll inevitably run into those little brownshirts anyway. They ran half the propaganda studios."

The Brigadier looks at Agent Mullalley then raises his voice slightly; "At ease you two, save it for the Gerries. We have enough problems without us fighting amongst ourselves. Anyhow you will get your chance Fury but remember this is a TEAM and rogue operatives who go off-mission is not something we are looking for." He pauses for a moment then turns to Dr. Jetsetter; "As to your question on HOW they are getting here we are not sure. We have operatives monitoring ports and airfields and there doesn't seem to be any large activity. Of course they could come by U-Boat which is much harder to track. I doubt they would come by air but I wouldn't stake my life on it. Best to be prepared for all possibilities as best as we can."

Arthur smiled to himself at the argument between his new team mates before clearing his throat " this installation why are the Germans targeting it?...does it allow the largest radar cover thus if it goes down allow them the biggest hole in our defence to exploit?"

He stands and leans forward on the table " excuse my bluntness but why us? Our unique abilities could be used better elsewhere. As you have mentioned all the other sites are well armed with our boys so why use us here? Unless the Germans have a counter unit like us that you think might be leading this attack and need us there to stop them....."

This time Agent Mullalley fields the question, turning to the British lord; "The answer to the two most important of your questions is yes. Yes, if that particular radar installation is destroyed it will be a huge hole to exploit and yes, we believe it is entirely likely that the Nazis may be using some of their own 'ubermenschen' on this mission. We feel confident of that because we have seen no sign of ANY staging for an attack force as well as already having seen some in action. In fact at least a couple of you have had encounters with either Axis supers or programs designed to create them." She finishes her statement glancing pointedly at both The Fury and Flamethrower.

Arthur nodded "then we need to know who we might be up against....could all the Intel on all the Germansupers you have be made available for us to review...I'd rather go into this knowing the enemies powers than go in blind"

Agent Mullalley sighs somewhat sadly and is quiet for a moment; "Unfortunately what information we have is spotty and incomplete at best. Before the war we had some idea about the existence of supers but no real reason to investigate further. Now one year into the war we have had some encounters and some reports about Axis supers. There was one known Ubermenschen Aktion that one of you had intimate experience with, I will let that person explain if they so choose. My guess is there were others but with everything going on all over gaining information is tricky because individual entities are hard to track. We DO have some names at this point and maybe that might help. Some known Axis powers are Storm Knight, Gateway, Shroud, Hoarfrost, Valkyrie, and The Sun. These are the English translations of their names of course and there is another named Gladiator which one of you is already familiar with. I wish I had more concrete information to give you but do not have any at this time. At least I am pretty sure the Nazis have little if any information about most of you at this time."

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Chen listens carefully, "we must all be prepared for any outcome. i am hand to hand specialist. The best."

"Very well we will just have to prepare for anything that may came at us" replied the captain.

"So long as they burn, I'm ready."

"Good we have a few close quarter combatants and a few ranged fighters...Due to my true form i think i will be best as support to the rest of you. The last thing anyone needs is me destroying the station just because i put my foot in the wrong place" he wasn't too sure how much the rest knew about his true form or that he wasn't human but by the end of this first mission they'd know they were working with a real life dragon
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"Yes, Agent, I...know Gladiator. He moves faster than the best Olympian athlete, but not faster than a car. He possesses the strength of ten men, but he isn't stronger than me. Just more ruthless." Fury raised an eyebrow at the Welsh man's oblique comment about his foot.

She glanced curiously at the man. "Why would your foot destroy an entire station?"
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"Clearly," Hattie began, "we need to accomplish the mission, but it would be grand if we could capture one of the Bosch for interrogation."

She then moued and said to herself something about the probability of compartmentalization.  She thought it for a tick then added, "Well, having one alive is better than not, I reckon."

"Go ahead and beat up an old man, as long as it makes you feel better, I don't care, sweetie," Dr. Jetsetter shrugged. "Heck, I might even like it!

"But back to the matter at hand, I'd like to think they'll come racing in here on jetbikes they developed from my stolen technology. Sadly, however, I don't think that will be the case, since between us and the RAF we seemed to have that pretty well covered.

"My guess is they'll come in by sub. Since we seem to be lacking in mermaids, I think that means we either take a chance and patrol the coast, or guard where we pretty much know they are headed: the radar station."

In reply to The Fury (msg # 27):

Arthur turned to the Amazonian warrior "Miss Fury the person you see before you is but an illusion of my real form...I come from a race of creatures far older than you humans ....my ancestors were the nightmares to scare children, even though our calling was to nurture and protect your race, my great great grandfather inspired the Welsh to adopt his image as their flag....my dear I am of the noble race of dragons my true form is over forty feet high..." He chuckled and gave her a smile "So you see in that form putting my foot in the wrong place could have disastrous consequences."

Turning to the professor "Both valid comments but I think we are too small a unit to split up and as you rightly point out we have no water combat ready people among us which would give us a disadvantage to begin with....no we need to work to our advantages we will have to defend the station rather that attack them at sea."
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This time the Brigadier takes the reigns of the conversation after listening to the back-and-forth; "Quite right, we have some troops on the beaches and have some aircraft on standby. Doctor, no we don't expect any 'jetbikes' and I don't even know if they have a working prototype at this point. If so we will cross that bridge if it comes up. But yes, working to your strengths is the plan. The team has aerial options through Red Dragon and Dr. Jetsetter and a number of different ground options including a bit of the old burny. However the Gerries end up getting there you just need to be watchful and we will communicate what we can over radio. We feel certain they will be coming at night, the cheeky bastards, so that complicates visual acquisition but spotlights we be available. I just hope between the team and our other forces elsewhere we can keep the line active otherwise things could go south quickly."

"Sounds like a good plan to me. I'm not exactly a close-range fighter, but I'm not quite artillery either. Herr Jetsetter, is there room on your jet for one more passenger?"

"I can take you all if you need transportation...but remember i am not a horse thus i with control our flight " he added with a slight smile

The Brigadier chimes in again as transportation is being discussed; "It is quite unnecessary for you to be in dragon form and the jet bike to be used at this point. We have plenty of time to transport the team, including the jet bike, by lorry to the radar installation. That will also conceal what is going on if there are any prying eyes on the site. You will be mixed in with a small unit which will be deployed inside the installation as a second line of defense on the off chance the Gerries slip past. So if that works for you all people can report to the motor pool topside within the next 30 minutes. Any further questions before we end this briefing?" He looks around at the team as does Agent Mullalley who starts gathering her paperwork.