Post Apocalyptic Commando Shark

In the not so distant future the world is at war once again.

Nuclear war has destroyed most of our beloved Earth.

Those who survived, still fight a deplorable battle between good and evil...

A battle of world power for some...

But for our boys back at home in the good ol' U S of A...

It's a battle for freedom.

The Soviets have created a new unstoppable force in weaponry.

Oh!

Dilbert.

Meddling in unnatural experiments with animal and human DNA they created a

super soldier half man half shark

Dilbert... It's alive, it's alive!

A creature that fights like a man.

But strikes fear into the hearts of all that

see him with his fierce jagged and soulless beady eyes.

We will not stand idly by while

these monsters destroyed our beloved country.

They may have brought the fight to our soil but this is where it ends.

This is where we make our stand.

They will be met with fire and fury like the world has never seen.

After the death of our leaders in Washington.

The states were split into separate militias.

Each county found leaders in civilians that were ready to die

to protect their beloved country against the red enemy.

The most notable and beloved leader of Free New York was Buck Morgan.

An All American Hero.

Buck was a gun enthusiast who owned a military surplus store in Western New York.

When the bombs fell.

He supplied his county with the means to defend themselves against tyranny.

But he didn't stop there.

Charge!

Buck spread his militia all across Free New York.

Taking back what was ours in the name of freedom.

Buck Morgan restored hope in our country's future

and paved the way for many followers to lead

America towards victory.

Until one fateful day where he came face to face

with his most powerful adversary the

abomination created by the sadistic Red Army.

The unsightly beast of a thousand nightmares.

The terror of unfathomable evil...

The Post Apocalyptic Commando Shark.

You puny Americans are no match for the great Soviet Army.

Today I may fall but never underestimate the strength of the American people.

We will rise from all of this.

A great American hero dies but the fight is far from over.

So how's it coming Marty?

If I keep at it, get a new head gasket,

flywheel clutch, she'll be running in no time.

So you're saying it's trash

Yeah, Cliff. This junker is never gonna run again.

Can I get you boys a beer?

No Meatball, stand down!

So we're looking for a few good men

in our fight against the Soviet Army.

Let me ask you, are you up for it?

Well Dante, my answer is... Better dead than Red.

Welcome aboard.

Grenade!

Charge!

Meatball, no!

It's okay it doesn't even hurt that bad.

Don't die on me, Meatball.

just give me some duct tape, I can still fight.

He's gone delirious.

Really, I'll be okay.

What in the name of Sam Jackson is that?

A deep blue Commando Shark?

Kill them all!

Sweet mother of the Jersey Devil.

It's a damn Shark Commando!

No!

I'm not gonna make it, save yourself.

Fall back, I'll cover you.

Not without Cliff.

Damn you!

Let's call this a great FIN-ish to a glorious battle.

You can take my life.

But don't take my Meatball.

Your friend is chum.

Take the other one as a prisoner.

We will torture him for information of the American Militia.

Nooooooooooo!

Aggghhh!

Hidden away in a mysterious lab.

American Scholar Dermot Jackson Washington

tests new formulas in hopes to create his own

super human soldier for the American side.

Agatha Hudson.

What a sight for normal guys. Welcome to my laboratory.

Hello Dermot, have your experiments provided any new discoveries that might be

useful to our troops?

Unfortunately everything has fallen short thus far.

While experimenting on human and canine DNA has been met with moderate success.

I have yet to meet the standards that I had hoped to achieve.

Where lies the success of said experiment doctor?

Why don't you ask old Bruno over there?

You want me to ask a dog about the experiment?

Are you feeling all right?

Have you? How do you fallen ill from being cooped up here too long

alone in this lab doctor, should I send word for help?

I'm feeling hungry, can I have a treat?

Did that dog just talk?

Precisely that is what I am trying to tell you.

Ol' Bruno there can talk just like you or I.

However, he is as dumb as a bag of marbles.

I could really go potty soon too.

But I'm more concerned about eating.

Can I have that treat now?

Where's my ball, have you seen my ball?

Sweet potatoes.

While creating a talking dog has made it much more simpler for taking care of him.

I have failed to meet the likes of the Soviet Shark Commando.

I need to find the missing link between brains and brawn.

Ball, did you say ball?

I said brawn, Bruno, brawn.

Have you seen my ball?

I have not seen your ball, Bruno and if it goes underneath the couch again.

I am not going to get it.

Now leave me alone I am very busy here.

Tell the woman to get my ball.

I am not gonna tell Agatha Hudson to get your ball.

Ball, where's my ball?

Oh... Can you see my frustration, Agatha?

Meanwhile, on American soil the Soviet threat hits close to home...

In fact, it hits so close that it's right at our doorsteps.

Step away from that woman soldier.

Whoever said sharks don't like

the taste of human flesh clearly never met me.

Not another move tuna breath, or I'll pop ya.

I'd really like to sink my teeth into you.

Do you think you can kill me before I fit you in my jaws?

Why don't we find out?

I don't think you have the guts.

I've got plenty.

Prove it, show me what they look like.

For the Motherland.

Corporal. Sir?

Get a hold of Hornet Squad and tell them we need reinforcements.

Sergeant we split up with Hornet Squad about ten clicks back, they're MIA.

Damn it.

These Commando Sharks are tearing our army apart.

I'll try to reach 'em again, Sir.

Don't even bother they're all dead I could just feel it right here.

What are your orders?

Orders? Put your head between your legs and kiss your ass goodbye.

Sir?

No, don't do that...

Get to HQ and tell them we need air support immediately.

Yes Sir.

Sir, your orders um...

I... I was listening.

I just... I forgot I gotta write it down.

Are you serious?

Call HQ thank them for their support.

No you moron I said call HQ tell them we need air support...

Air support.

I'm sorry, you know... I...

I didn't eat breakfast today I'm just not thinking right.

You can't skip breakfast.

What's the first thing that Uncle Sam taught you?

It's the most important meal of the day.

Hooah. Hooah.

Please leave.

I'm leaving.

Corporal.

Sir.

I hate you.

Sorry.

This is exactly why we're losing... Son of a...

Somewhere away from the battlefield.

Some of the surviving youth of America debate world politics and the war.

I mean screw the Russians Bro.

I mean they want to come here and try to fight me.

I'll take them all out.

You just wait an' see. I'd just to go to their country and waste 'em all Bro.

Dwayne you can't blame an entire country for what their military is doing.

I can blame whoever I want to Chip, all right?

This is America and for now I'm still free.

Well Dwayne I'm just saying when the war started.

It affected everyone.

New people rose to power and some bad dudes took over the military.

But I'm willing to bet you the average Russian is just like you or me.

Whatever Bro.

If it was up to me I would just hit a button and I would kill 'em all.

Bro.

You can't have double standards like that Dwayne.

That makes you just as bad as the rest of them.

Shh.

Listen Roxy, can you see...

The men... We're talking.

Wow, yeah and here you are talking such a big game while our own

people are fighting a war defending us and our right to be free.

It's pretty big words coming from someone who's sitting at home

safe.

Away from any real threat.

I mean what is it is it that time of the month?

Cuz you're acting like a real

B - I - T - C - H.

Ha ha yeah Bro that's right, woo.