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While the intruders began to try and patrol the snowy mountains for Dr. Gen's base, several turrets appeared in clusters of trees. These, like most things of his, were organic. But the strange, mouthed creatures had several forms of defense. One was air defense; large, long tentacles that snatch most aircraft and vehicles from the ground and air. The creatures also fire molten slag from the mouth, that have the capability to destroy most anything. Infantry stand little or no chance against gatling guns mounted on the sides.

Neko, who had ventured a little close to the mountains, was recognized as a non-hostile. As long as she kept herself unarmed and didn't attack the sentries on the mountain cliffs, she would remain that way.

Organic ropes shot out and grabbed up the soldiers, hurling them into rocks and smashing them against the ground. The gatling cannons began to fire rapidly at the remaining soldiers.

Dr. Gen was watching the entire fight, or at least until his view was shielded by the final wall coming up. Now, all that could be seen was mountains; no base was in view.

As the observation video feed came online, Dr. Gen noticed that Neko was sending soldiers into his camp. "Set General Neko's status to fully filtered capture; do not kill, under any circumstances, unless I say otherwise." He said, via microphone.

The tentacles now shot out and grabbed Neko's troops. But rather than rip them to pieces, the turrets passed the men on from turret to turret, and into the main base.

As the men were raked into the upward prison vents and lead to their proper prison cells, Dr. Gen began to ID the men via national intelligence. His direct connection to the Pentagon had been cut, but the safecrack codes never changed. Now he had the power to find the identity of all of Neko's workers. Some had no criminal record, while other's went as high as convicted serial killer. Their profiles were very intricate and violent. "Well well well... Neko has some explaining to do. Her men are a little worse than Reiko's..." Stephen said.

Dr. Gen spotted Neko holding a weapon pointed towards his base, and demanding that he let her men go. The transmitter on his console found the frequency of her earbud and said, "Why are you at my base? Answer my question and I will let zem go."

Dr. Gen laughed outside of the microphone's range and scoffed. "Zat was my initial plan, Neko. Yes... that could prove to be a plausible plan. But my duty is here right now, in the Motherland, to destroy the self-destructive Chechnyan rebels who had taken zis land so long ago. Due to Russian government policy, that they shall not attempt to take Chechnya due to growing Israeli numbers, we have not been able to wipe zem out. But I trust that you have just the amount of chemicals to do so, da?" He asked her. Slowly, the soldiers who had been captured were regurgitated through the turrets. "I apologize; I thought zis was an invasion. Please... further yourself. I insist." Stephen said politely.

Stephen caught the disk as one of the tentacles threw the disk at him. He began to look at it strangely before setting it down. One of his soldiers brought him the vial of strange liquid. "What is zis little toy?" He asked evilly before taking a few steps back into the lab door. The comline was picked up by another soldier, who examined it momentarily. "Принесите этому к спутниковой комнате!" He yelled to another soldier, who took it from him and stalked off around the base's exterior walkway. The base was roughly a five-story building with large hydraulic legs extruding from the sides. It was completely white, but had camoflauging organic cells covering it that seemed to "See" it's surroundings. Every cell was communicating with each other. The back cells told the frontal cells what to change into, and they did. The same went for every other side.

As Neko took off, the cells began their quick and rapid transformation into a completely invisible structure. Moments later, the laboratory had disappeared. The same went for the organic turrets, which no longer appeared to exist. Every soldier had clothing that had similar effects, but was only effective while not moving. Dr. Gen's suit, though, was altered to work even in the most rapid conditions. He had to be able to run and jump without the consequence of losing the advantage.

Stephen stepped into his lab, holding the vial carefully. He grabbed up the tongs and moved the vial there instead. "So... zis is an organic acid?" He questioned himself after getting the results from the strainer. It was, indeed, a highly unstable organic substance. But Dr. Gen felt embarrassed in not knowing what exactly it was, since he was a genetic scientist. The contents of the vial were shifting into different stages of matter. "If it is so potent as a liquid... than what does it represent as a solid?" Stephen inquired. He wanted to reproduce the contents, and discover its most dangerous forms.