Snakehead!

"Alright, troops. It's time for our aquatic combat drill. We dive in 3, 2,-" Quack! "Quack?" "Skipper, we have company."
"Pardon me m'am. But we're about to do our training excercises." "You have to help us. We can't go back to the lake." "There's a mean fish there." "Troops, we're going fishing." They went fishing at the lake to see if they can catch this monster. "Birds eat fish. Not the other way around." "Totally true." "I've got something. Oh, he's a big one." When Private pulled it up, it was only a small fish. "That's it?" "We do that thirty more times, we might have enough for dinner." "There's an even bigger one!" "Grab hold, troops!" "Aaah!" After encountering the monster of the lake, they went back to base. "Teeth. So many sharp jagged teeth." "It was those black, souless eyes that got me." "Susan, get a load of these 2 yellowbellies." "Yeah, yellowbellies." "Don't tell me that you're scared too." "Of course, I'm scared, Skipper." "Come on, it was just a fish." "Not just any fish, Skipper. The snakehead trout." "It's an evasive species that devours everything in it's path, leaving nothing but despair and tragedy in it's wake." "It's a fish." "Penguins eat fish." "Yes, but this unholy monster flips the very order of nature!" "It's as if our lunch is having us for lunch." "Snap out of it!" "We need options. Now let's hear 'em." "No, we're not running away." "I have an idea, but I'm not sure how safe it is." "I like it already." They stole parts to build a large submarine. "Well, Skipper, it's ready." "Outstanding, Kowalski. I've been longing for a nautical adventure." A few hours later, the submarine was out on the lake and ready to dive. "Private, status report." "Nothing on the scope, Skipper." "I've got something on the scope." "That must be the snakehead." "Bring her about, Rico." "Let's get look at it." It was just an old tire. "Sorry. On that scope, they all look the same." Later, Skipper was eaten by the snakehead. "Anybody know where he is?" "This thing isn't making any pinging noises at all." "He's gone into hiding. We need to lure him out." "Snakehead!" "Where is it?" "It's just south of our location." "Mr. Morrow, Full speed ahead." "Aye-aye, James." "There it is. It's right in front of us!" "Let's just full speed get us outta here!" "Either it's that old tire again, or yhe snakehead is right on our tail." "No more running." "Tom, hard to port. Bring her about. We're taking that scaly beast down." "Did we get it?" "No fish can stand a kamikaze attack like that one." "Then, Skipper can rest in peace." "The snakehead is still alive." "How powerful is this monster?" "Birds eat fish. Not the other way around!" "Use the soda bottle as a fish bomb!" The fish was destroyed. "Excellent work, boys."