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Chapter 9 – First Strike by Red Wolf

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Chapter 9:

At exactly five minutes past noon, McCain found himself in a room full of complete strangers.

An unsmiling Indian couple in fur coats were seated directly next to him, having a smoke while they chatted among themselves. 

A young man, barely in his twenties, typing on a computer and constantly pushing his glasses up. 

A woman with frizzy black hair and tan skin. It appeared there would be no one else on his platoon. 

Suddenly, the door swung open, and a tall man in semi-casual office wear entered the chamber. He had large glasses and a clean-shaven face. He had been brought here by another woman, this time a blond-haired lady with a motorcycle jacket and attractive features. McCain guessed that she could have been a model before entering the espionage world.

“This is our team?” the newcomer questioned in broken English. McCain recognised that this man was Nyechenko, the Russian scientist his team was in charge of protecting. 

“These are our finest soldiers, professor.” Smythe’s voice made everybody stand up. “They’ve come from all over the British military.”

Nyechenko eyed everyone in the room, his gaze particularly set on McCain. He walked over to the front of the room, and Smythe had everybody sit down. The young man in the back took this as his cue to start the briefing from his computer. 

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The ambassador clasped his palms together in preparation.

“Thank you for coming on such short notice, ladies and gentlemen.” Smythe initiated the meeting. “I understand that your employers have given you details about the mission. Intel, files, that sort of thing. I’m in charge of this part of the operation: the strategies. The planning.”

Nobody moved. McCain took this as a sign that Smyhte had either announced that he was the platoon’s new boss, or that he wasn’t well liked by MI6’s agents in Moscow. 

“I have invited professor Dimitri Nyechenko, our esteemed client from the state university, to this briefing, so that he may provide some insight into the mission.

Nyechenko stood up and nodded to the ambassador.

“Thank you for coming.” he was speaking courageously in his best English. “As you are well aware, the Kremlin is attempting to make use of my follies, bent on unleashing a deadly pathogen upon Western Europe. I heard this with my own ears.”

At that moment, McCain notices Glasses, situated in the back, press a button.

“This is pathogen B1U4, as I have called it. Otherwise known as the Brimstone virus.” Nyechenko pointed to a thin strand on a person’s lungs. “Kremlin experiments have correlated this virus to a string of severe health problems, particularly in the lungs, heart and other key organs.”

Frizzy raised her hand.

“What’s the incubation period like?” she asked.

“Instant.” Nyechenko sadly confessed, momentarily gazing at the floor. “The virus attacks without mercy, manipulating the immune system to attack those organs as well. The symptoms appear as soon as an hour post-exposure, and death could occur within twenty-four hours.” 

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The Indian couple whispered among themselves. 

Frizzy sat back, while Jacket looked back at the ambassador. 

“But. I have a potential cure for the virus.” Nyechenko announced, breaking the commotion. “It is a complex formula, similar to the one that created the virus. I simplified the recipe to require less compounds, but I still need the actual virus as a base.” 


Glasses pressed another button. This time, a picture of the Moscow state university was shown, as well as an inset of a blueprint of the campus.

“I have made arrangements to return to the university under embassy protection, so that I may collect enough virus samples to experiment on. Once I have the strains, we will continue en route to your airfield.” Nyechenko ran his finger along the map as he spoke, tapping a large room with rectangles placed all around an amphitheatre.

All the agents looked at each other in agreement. Then, the presentation ended.

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“Professor Nyechenko has gone to great lengths to keep this virus away from the Kremlin’s hands.” Smythe contributed. “But this does not mean he is completely safe. There could be KGB assets or other mercenaries hired to find, and neutralise, Nyechenko and all of you. So apart from each other, you are to trust no one.”

Glasses approached the front of the room.

“I’ll stay with the embassy task force and coordinate the proceedings.” he announced in his young, student-like voice. “If there is any compromise, we will find a way to bring our scientist friend back to London.” 

Everybody stood up, as if to confirm their understanding of the stakes.

“This is a delicate mission. If the Kremlin suspects British involvement, given our current ties, we could be going into another Cold War. Or worse, an actual one.” Smythe warned the group. “This task is codenamed Operation First Strike. Evacuation starts at 1400 hours.” 

All the agents left, McCain included. He made no attempt to interact with the others; he felt as if they would simply ignore him, or worse, conspire to get rid of him. 

Time, twenty-two minutes to one in the afternoon. 

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