A General's Burden Part 8, Locked and loaded

As it turns out, the tracer beacon came in very handy. The Plant Republic learned of the plans by order of Emperor Zomboss, and appropriated the base accordingly. Nyan felt he was ready for the epic showdown. Plants grew by the walls of the fort, and they looked on for the slightest bit of metal. POT Units covered all flanks, and Nyan stood on the highest point and hoisted the colors on a pole. "Nyan? Do you have a sec?" Driver called to him as he descended. "I heard that that fool, Galos taunted you and everyone else  with the same exact words of relying on others." Nyan raised an eyebrow. "What if he's right?" Driver continued. Nyan stopped him there. "Let's just say we're about to prove him more than right."

Weeds grew in front of the base with not one unarmored. Potato mines littered the outfields, and Spikeweeds were laid to do their dastardly deed with feet. Mercy and Scar kept an eye out for any incoming transmissions from Zomboss so they could decrypt the code to fit the situation, and Driver, Danny, Nyan and Torque were ready. Nyan rose with logshots drawn to make a rallying speech to all the troops prepared for battle, before the worst came. "We may stand as a unit in an army, but we are far more than meat for the grinder. We are hope for the hopeless! We will not surrender to tyranny, nor will I submit myself to Z-Tech. We came too far to go back, we changed too much to be revered! We are united, and below only god! With his touch, we are guaranteed victory. But if we don't have faith, than what chance do we stand!? SO HAVE FAITH! Trust your partners! Trust the winds ahead! And Never look back in fear, for we are the force fear has yet to get passed!" Plants erupt in a roar of cheer and the allies all war cry with them! Gatling weeds raised their guns over their heads, and leaves and pods were in the air in chant.

The main gates that separate the outside from the safety of the base opened wide, and the roar died down. Plants took their steps into the unknown as the allies watched. Rotor cannon squads rush to set their Full auto kernel blasters, corn mortars, bamboo shoots, and banana launchers were at the ready. POT GW Panthers and Yew-88s all prepped their gun for fire, and POT Excalibur and Bog E-1s bulldoze all in their way to the heat of battle. There was no room for air support, but the Plants were confident and nervous that they didn't need it. They waited. Teeth gritted. Barrels polished. Tanks rumbling. Nyan watching. They expected high fly of dirt and noise. They waited for a sound, a shadow, a sign, something. The buzzing of bugs, and the humid air, the sun penetrating through the trees all ignored with that sharp sensation of fright in their hearts that screams "Danger". Everything fell so quiet, that a pin could drop.

When five minutes passed, the front troops heard a bounding from the ground, and it shook them and their minds.
Thump....
thump....
thump....
thump....
"HERE IT COMES! FIRE!!!" Someone yelled.
The plants all open fire on the shady figure with two long antenne in the fog. POTs boom, and bamboo flies as the plants all unload on the intruder. Nyan was enjoying the fire but he took a closer look at the figure. He corrected himself but it appeared the same. "Mercy! Binoculars!" "Yes, sir!" Mercy said handing him a pair. Nyan looked to the figure, and growled in disappointment. "Hold fire! Hold fire!" He shouted. Eventually, everyone stopped unloading. They were all confused, but it became apparent why they ceased fire as the fog cleared. THEY WERE FIRING AT A RABBIT, AND SOMEHOW MISSED EVERY SHOT. The soldiers couldn't believe this.
"What the hay? A FREAKIN' RABBIT?"
"I dunno what's more awkward. The fact we were shook up by a rabbit, or that we missed every shot."
"What just happened?"
"Umm... oorah?"

As everyone stood awkwardly in disbelief, the bunny hopped away as clanking steps were heard. Galos was seen with Robotamy robots in the hundreds, fully assembled, and ready to fight. "It's time to tear this place to ribbons!" He said to himself. The Bots halted waiting for a command. They were remote controlled, now. So Galos bushed the blue button of battle. The robots all readied up "NOW ACTIVATING..... FIVE HOURS OF OUTDATED KARAOKE." Galos threw his remote. "WHY, YOU-"
Mean words were said.
"...no matter." He said. "I have a kill switch!" He flicked the kill switch, and all the bots' eyes turned red, and charged to the plants.
Nyal looked on, and smiled. He pointed his guns, and fired, and the Plant Republic army followed the leader.