The Adventures of Kid Combat 3: Jones Strikes Back Read Online Free PDF Page A

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    1:00 PM
     
     
    Lincoln Elementary had never looked like this
before. The small, modest school on the south side of town usually
blended into the shadows and was hardly talked about. It was never
featured in any of the papers, nor was it ever on the evening news.
The two story brick building was ignored for the better part of
fifty years.
    Today, Lincoln was the epicenter of a media
storm.
    The news conference was scheduled to start at
one o’clock sharp, but in true Jones fashion, he made his people
wait just a bit longer for him to make his grand entrance.
    The usual Jones propaganda was covering
Lincoln Elementary. Banners for Jones Industries blanketed the
small school, covering up most of its windows. Flags were on poles
and lined the entire playground. A stage was erected over night and
a podium and PA system with speakers throughout the schools grounds
were constructed.
    By the time the news conference was to start,
Lincoln’s grounds were covered by thousands of people. New
reporters, their cars, vans, and cargo were seen all throughout the
parking lots.
    Parents brought their children in
anticipation of what might be happening at their school. Business
men and women came to see Jones speak and to possibly learn
something more from the man they followed.
    As Kid Combat walked deeper into the crowd,
he felt sick. He looked around and the more logos for Jones
Industries that he saw on his schools property, the worse he felt.
He wasn’t the only one.
    “This is horrible,” Samantha said as she
walked behind Kid and fought through the crowd.
    “Dude, this is totally bogus,” Wedge answered
from behind Samantha. “Jones at our school. It ain’t right,
man. It’s just not right.”
    The group of friends continued into the mass.
As they walked, Kid was able to pick up on different conversations
going on around him. As he walked past a group of businessmen, they
analyzed what the profit margins would be for Jones and his
company. A few women past them were discussing how this would
affect them. Another group discussed how the school looked with all
the Jones Industries banners around it.
    Kid overheard a lot of conversations as he
weeded his way through the crowd – not one of those conversations
was focused on the children of the town.
    Kid finally stopped at a spot about thirty
feet away from the main stage. “This seems like a good spot,” he
said to his crew. They all stopped behind Kid, and started to look
around.
    There still was no sign of Jones. No one
really knew for sure if he was scheduled to make an appearance or
not, but Jones never did miss a chance to speak in public. No one
also really knew what to expect from this conference.
    It was fifteen minutes passed the scheduled
start time and a small murmur was going through the crowd.
Anxiously, they waited for what Jones had in store for them
next.
    Artificial smoke, powered by a machine,
started pouring out along the stage. It laid a condensed three foot
high batch of smoke down, engulfing the stage. At the same time,
music started to play and it was apparent the press conference had
started.
    As the music blared, and the smoke continued
to flow, a well dressed woman emerged from behind all of it. As she
walked up the three steps to the top of the platform, others
followed. All of them wearing a very similar outfit. The women wore
a light khaki color dress that went down to their knees. It had a
flipped collar on it and a V-neck. Just below the right shoulder
was a black path that had the letters “J I” running down them
diagonally. They wore black shoes, a black belt, and they all had
their hair up in a pony tail.
    The men were dressed almost like the women.
Instead of the dress, they wore a short sleeve button down shirt
with a collar and white buttons. The primary color was the same as
the dress. They also wore the same Jones Industries logo just below
their right shoulder. Black shoes and a black belt were also worn
by the men following