XLII - Snakes and Scorpions, part 8/b
Gulyaha abn Traskashs house, roughly same time
The Commandos entered the house from all sides and swarmed out. They encountered the Mahmas rather quickly, but were quite surprised to find them all bound and gagged.
Naturally, at all entrances to the complex sentries were left behind, and a pair of these highly alerted women spotted the Skorzeny on her way to the house, as she came in deep in thought, not even considering using their stun guns. As the tall figure reached the doorway, the Britas simply came forth, their guns pointing at the hooded Germans midst.
"Freeze, will you, dear!"
"A bit tall for a Mahma."
"Maybe one of these Kraut bitches in attendance. Lower that veil and put off the sun glasses. Its rather dark this night, dont you think."
The Skorzeny obeyed slowly, showing her shining blue eyes and clear features.
Then she moved rather quickly, too quickly for the commandos to follow. Before they could use their guns, vicious kicks send them both to the ground, and the Skorzeny, knowing that all was lost here, made a hasty retreat.
But other commandos had spotted her already, and these immediately used their stunners, if only to alert more commandos in the house to the fact there was something going on outside.
One of the Britas caught a glimpse of long blonde hair and suspected correct.
"Its this Skorzeny bitch. Lets get her!"
Immediately, four commandos started the blondes pursuit. Another one called on the radio the security forces of the governoress, and soon the hunt for the tall blonde was on.
The german quarters, a few moments earlier
"I would not even consider using that knife if I were you, dear."
Mountbattens voice was as cold as ice, as she pointed her service gun at the gaggd egyptians head.
The reportress took a quick look over Eve Lois shoulder.
"My oh my, what happened here?"
"Well, this is one very tough and brave old lady here. We better get medical attention for her as fast we can. And you, bitch, back to work, securing these pleasure bundles."
"Might I take some pictures?"
"Feel free to do so, Miss Collingwood. After all, thats what you came her for."
Shanaya made a very frustrated sound through her gag, and for a moment it looked like she would slice Bronwyns throat and screw the consequencs, but then she dropped the knife and returned to binding the know slowly awakening Germans.
The Mountbatten turned to the Collingwood, as the scream of one of the sentries alerted everyone to Skorzenys possible presence nearby.
Streets of Cairo, near the Mahmas house, same moment
How very dumb of her, how very, very dumb. Lost in memories of a distant past, she hadnt listened to her sixth sense that something was amiss, the whole operation gone to hell, and she alone in an enemy city, british lap dogs on her trail.
Ophelia flanked over a low wall and at the same time fastened her hood again. Two of the commandos were right behind her. She retreated into the shadows, changing from prey to predator without thinking about it. She came upon the commandos like a panther in the dschungle, leaving both of them unconscious on the ground, taking both stun guns with her.
The two others came from the right and were easy victims to the stunners.
The blond menace left the place now fully in a different mood, one better suitd for dangerous enviroments like battlefields. She left four bodies behind, for the Mountbatten to find a few minuts later, and this was the last trace the british commandos would get of her, to the Mountbattens fury.
Sister Mary the Merciful hospital, Cairo, British Egypt, a few days later, early afternoon.
"More flowers for our heroine!"
"Oh my, some good drink would be better, dont you have on of these hidden under these limeys uniform?"
"Lady Breckinridge, indeed I tried to smuggle a good scottish whiskey into the quarter, but the sisters confiscated it. No drink for the time being, I was sternly reminded."
"Lady Mountbatten, this borders torture. Is there at least some news on this german bitch that eluded us that night?"
"Well, I m aifraid I must admit, but, no, no trace at all. I fear she is gone for good."
"Too bad. Nevertheless, I guess you could use this Mahma bunch business well."
"Yes, you were most helpful. But - next time, you just call us before, will you?"
"Ah take it as some kind of help from an otherwise somewhat reluctant ally. All this neutrality bubbling over in the states... in the end, we will come over and help you out again, mind my words."
"I hope you are right. Good old England might not be strong enough to make it on its own. The Krauts are very dangerous this time."
"Already bombing the Isles, London?"
"No, not yet, but we are expecting it daily."
"And the Italians?"
"Still waiting."
"This wont last, I guess."
"No, but we have a little surprise for them in store."
"Thats good to hear, dear. Now about that drink we spoke about..."
"No."
"But..."
Turkish freighter "GÜL", enroute to Istanbul from Haifa, same moment
"And do you think the English will last into the next summer? Germany is very mighty indeed. Its Luftwaffe will bomb London to ruins quickly."
"Ah, I am not very interested in the war. We are neutral in Sweden, you see."
"Well, Turkey is neutral too, but there are heavy fights in our country about the curse of action in these times. Communists are strong, fascists too. I believe in the Fascists. We should side with Germany and take back the lands lost to the British."
"I hate violence, dear captain. Whats for dinner?"
The turkish captain smiled at the tall blonde swedish lady, a tourist and her passenger on the journey home, and thought of the night ahead.
Skorzeny sighed inwardly and thought of her two SET she left behind in British hands. Well, for them the war was over. But she herself would soon be back in the fray. She didnt look forward to explaining the Himmler the disastrous turn of events.
But so it goes, once you win, and once you loose.
