D- Day, men. Zero hour.
Once we take this beach...
...we keep pushing on, all the way to Paris.
Ah!
Our trip to the Eiffel Tower may have to wait, Sergeant Rock.
- Any chance of calling in an air strike? - Negative, Batman.
But we're not gonna need it.
The sweetest fighting machine in this man's army: GI Robot.
Outstanding, GI Robot.
Big Boy has been neutralized.
All that's left is to drain the swamp.
Forward. Yaah!
It's a land mine.
GI Robot sacrificed himself, not just for us...
...but for every mother and child back on the home front.
Let's make sure his sacrifice was not in vain.
Now let's take that hill, Easy Company.
Clever little buggers.
Disguising their ships to look like meteors in order to slip past earth's defenses.
You're lucky I keep Star City so clean, Bats...
...otherwise, I wouldn't have time to pick up your slack as an intergalactic cop.
Yes. I remember...
...when I was only responsible for a single city instead of a country...
...planet, solar system and overall existence of all known life.
Crime in progress down in Gotham.
There's not much you can do about it from up here.
Don't be so sure.
Your account has just been canceled.
The funds of evil are always insufficient.
Where'd they come from, Black Mask?
Thank you for the deposit, evildoer. Here is your receipt.
Do something, Taboo.
They're running on a nano-synthetic operating system.
Ace, old friend. Apologies for being gone so long.
I need to check on the Bat Bots.
They apparently saw some action of their own in my absence.
- Bat Bot, report. - Robbery averted.
The perps, however, managed to avoid capture.
Keep patrolling for another hour, then return to base.
Batman out.
Maybe next time Proto can help.
Proto wants to hit the streets with Batman.
Battle evil with hammocks of justice.
Uh, that's hammers of justice, Proto-Bot. And we've been over this.
You're a prototype, not suited for battlefield conditions.
I was overzealous in designing you. Bigger is not always better.
If Proto is no use to Batman, then why does Batman not deactivate him?
Ace likes you. You're good company for each other.
Proto likes Ace very much too.
Robbery in progress, downtown. Another bank.
Can Proto come? Please?
You know the rule, Proto. You remain in the Batcave.
Proto does not like that rule.
Only the foulest of fiends would pilfer the nest eggs of honest citizens.
Batman, surely we can discuss this like civilized gents.
The only talking you'll be doing is to the four walls of an 8-by-10 cell.
You think?
A little late to the party, Bat Bots. I've got this covered.
Correction. They are right on time.
You see, they're going to be playing on my team now.
All thanks to the robotics savvy of my main man, Taboo.
Quit hogging the remote.
Bat Bots, eliminate him.
All right, Black Mask. If it's a robot battle you want...
Then bring it on.
How courteous of Batman to provide his own coffin.
It'll make disposing of him so much easier.
- Uh... Is he dead? - Lf not, he soon will be.
Come on, let's get out of here.
Proto understands.
Batman needs Proto's help.
Can Ace help Proto help Batman?
Proto. Ace.
Criminals who did this must get pounded by hammocks of justice.
Again, it's hammers of justice, Proto.
And they will be, once we come up with a plan of attack.
We? Batman wants Proto to work with him?
Thank you, Batman. Proto will not let you down.
I wish you would. Let me down, that is.
- Proto is sorry. - It's okay.
You don't know your own strength.
You'll need to, if we're going to stop Black Mask.
That's no problem. Proto has good control.
It's about time.
Mission accomplished.
Whoa! C-47 nuke-laced explosives? Nice get.
Nice indeed.
But nothing compared to what Gotham's about to get.
You're gonna blow up the city?
What sort of uncivilized brute do you take me for, Taboo?
No, I'm simply going to blow up part of the city.
Just enough of it to scare the survivors into giving me control of Gotham.
Of course, none of this would be possible...
...without these wonderful new additions to our little family.
Uh... On that subject, Boss, some of the boys are feeling kind of...
...you know, crowded out by the new blood.
I see. Too many crooks in the kitchen, eh?
Perhaps we should thin the herd.
Bat Bots...
...dispose of these incompetent ingrates.
As for you, Taboo...
...I'm keeping you on.
Your services are needed.
For now.
Luckily, the Batmobile's interlink suffered minimal damage.
By zoning in on the Bat Bots heat signature...
...I should be able to locate Black Mask's lair.
Got it.
And just in time. A major cache of explosives has been heisted.
Of course. He's going to turn them into mobile nuclear bombs.
Proto.
Taking you with me wasn't such a good idea after all.
- But Batman said. - I know.
But with explosives involved, I can't risk innocent civilians getting injured.
Batman thinks Proto is too big...
...too clumsy, too stupid.
There will be other missions.
Kitten is stuck. Proto will get him.
Proto, no.
- You can be gentle. - Have to be.
Kittens are not just cute, but also delicate and defenseless.
Okay, Proto, you're back on the mission.
But only if you promise to treat every citizen as if they were a kitten.
Delicate, cute and defenseless.
Proto will not let Batman down.
Or pick Batman up.
Target areas have been designated.
You have your orders. Now go.
Destroy. Destroy. Destroy.
Patching into a direct feed to Gotham Cable.
Excellent.
Once the bombs have detonated, I will go on the air...
...to inform the good citizens that I'm this city's new boss.
Sorry, Black Mask, you're not ready for prime time.
But you are ready for hard time in Arkham Asylum.
Taboo, get daddy's little helper.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to...
Show Proto where the Bots are headed. Now.
There. You have everything you need.
- Don't hurt me. - Proto will not hurt bad man.
Ace will.
Trading blows with me while half the city is about to be blown to kingdom come?
Point taken.
Proto, we have to stop those Bots.
Proto understands.
Proto activating war on evil mode.
Ace, the lever.
Huh?
- Bat Bot felt hammers of justice. - I destroyed two.
And Proto destroyed...
...three. - That's only five.
The sixth Bat Bot is still out there. We need to know its target.
The grid only showed Proto targets for five robots.
Black Mask, that tricky devil. The sixth robot is a rogue.
Programmed to pick a target of its own choice at random.
Proto will find and destroy the robot.
That's the problem. It could be anywhere. There's no time.
A dog nose is sensitive, good for tracking.
You've got a good head on your shoulders.
Thanks. But Batman is the one who put it there.
Ace, we need to locate the last Bat Bot.
Its scent is identical to this one.
Three minutes until detonation.
Two minutes, 45 seconds until detonation.
Innocent citizens...
...defenseless like little kittens.
Waiting for bombs to explode can be such a tedious affair.
What say we hurry this up?
Detonation in two minutes. One minute, 45 seconds.
Thirty seconds.
Not on my watch, Black Mask.
You underestimate me, Batman.
Emergency override activated.
- No. - Yes.
Detonation mode engaged.
Proto must get Bat Bot away from here.
Detonation in five seconds.
Four seconds. Three seconds. Two seconds. One second.
Proto broke the street. Sorry.
Um... Curses, foiled again?
Proto, your actions were those of a hero.
And a hero deserves to be out battling evil.
Really, Batman?
But you'd be better off doing it someplace...
...where you have a bit more room to move.
Yes, Ace, it looks like Proto has everything here under control...
...and is having a lot of fun doing it.
Don't worry. We'll see Proto soon enough.
He'll be home for regular visits and tune-ups.