the penguins at first. Then they started clapping to the music. Kowalski and Rico slapped each otherâs flippers as part of the dance, and the henchmen copied them.
The penguins danced their way down the dock, away from the submarine and into the surrounding jungle. Transfixed by the music and dancing, the henchmen followed them.
Below the pier, the North Wind agents waited for the guards to clear out.
âTime?â Classified asked Eva.
âTwenty-two hundred hours,â she replied.
Classified nodded. âTime to take down Dave.â
The agents burst out of hiding, dressed in all their high-tech gear. They entered the sub, using electrical charges and lasers to burst through door after door. Corporal gave a big polar bear punch to any guard that stood in their way.
The four North Wind agents stopped in front of Daveâs captainâs chair and trained their weapons on him.
âDave the octopus!â Agent Classified shouted. âShow me your tentacles!â
Dave casually swung around in his chair and raised his tentacles.
âAll of them,â Classified ordered.
Slam! Dozens of octopus henchmen dropped from above, smashing the North Wind agents underneath them.
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Back in the jungle, the octopus guards frantically searched for the adorable penguin folk dancers. Where had they gone?
After they disappeared into the forest, Skipper, Kowalski, and Rico dropped down from a tree branch, sitting on the accordion.
âWe lost them, Skipper,â Kowalski noted.
âAnd not a moment too soon,â Skipper said, hoisting up his lederhosen. âThese hosen are riding up in my Bundesliga.â
They hopped down from the accordion. Kowalski picked up Rico and planted him upside down in the dirt. Then he studied the shadow Rico cast under the moonlight.
âClassified should be walking away from a hugeexplosion with Private on his shoulder in three . . . two. . . . Give him a welcome home, Rico!â Skipper said.
Rico leaned his head back and hocked up fireworks that exploded in the air above them. But there was no sign of Private or the North Wind.
âUm, the sub didnât explode. I fear the fireworks may have been a tactical mistake,â Kowalski said.
Wham! A horde of octopus henchmen dropped down upon the penguins.
By the time the penguins realized what was happening, they found themselves in a cage being wheeled through Daveâs submarine. Behind them, octopi pushed a cage holding the four North Wind agents.
âRemain calm! Do not panic! We will still win!â Short Fuse cried. Then he started to lose it. The poor little guy was bawling hard.
Kowalski reached through the bars to touch Eva. Her head spun around to look at him. All the fire was gone from her eyes.
âEva! I know,â Kowalski said sympathetically.
Agent Classified turned his head away. He felt just as bad as the others, but he wasnât about to show it.
Inside, though, the truth hurt.
For the first time, he had failed.
CHAPTER 16
Dave Wins!
Dave gasped in mock surprise as his henchmen wheeled the penguin cage before him.
âWelcome! Skipper, Kowalski, and rootin-tootinâ Rico!â he said. âThe gangâs all here! The mood is electric! Is that really finally everybody?â
His henchman Nicholas filled in the last portion of their penguin chart. All of the octopi let out a garbled cheer.
Skipper gripped the bars of the cage. âAll right, Dave. Just what have you done withââ
Before he could finish, Dave slipped around a metal table with Private strapped to it.
âPrivate!â Skipper cried.
âGuys!â Private cheered. âYouâre in for it now, Dave!â
âReally?â Dave asked. He turned the ray toward Private. It was loaded with Medusa Serum.
âNow, whoâs ready to move into live penguin testing?â Dave asked.
âYou move that death ray away from
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