Chapter 10:

Stone advanced into the hallway first, covering the hallway to the right, Grant came a second later covering the left hallway, Erikson and Tolinev were seconds later.

Stone walked close to the wall down the right hallway, his 416 steady in his hand.

Coming to the first door, he tested the doorknob, it was locked. It was a light door, so Stone kicked the door open and got to cover as it was open. There was no hail of bullets, so Stone peaked into the room, it was dark, and so he turned on the tactical light on the rail. It took him a second to grasp what they had stumped on.

Inside the room were twenty metal tables, on each table lay unconscious women, ranging from twenty to forty years old, some were in the advance stages of pregnancy, others were beginning to show. It seemed that they had found one of the Syndicates impregnation clinics.

Stone looked at his three team members. "Erikson, you with me. Grant, Tolinev, set up a defense in the doorway, we must hold this location. I will send support as soon as I can."

With that Stone took off back from where they had come, with Erikson.

As he came out of the hallway, the gunfire from the first floor could be heard. "Ardus One, report!"

"Kopis One, we are in heavy contact, it seem that they have move more personnel to defend the first floor! Team three and four, are in similar situation!" Arrson reported.

"Understood!" Stone looked at Erikson. "I need you go back and join up with Grant and Tolinev! Check the other door in the hallway, and report what you find to me!"

"Yes, sir!" Erikson ran back inside.

"Arcus One, this Kopis One!" Stone called over the radio to Kingston.

"Arcus One, reads you!"

"Send the mobile unit's into the compound, and task the personnel you can spare into the compound, including Kopis Two! Over!"

A few second past before Kingston replied. "Understood! Sending eight your way!"

Stone knew that they were now completely committed.

Within ten minutes the arriving personnel were added to the fight on the first floor, with assault teams two, three and four. Atkins went to Stone.

"Get me Olympis!" Stone ordered the radio operator.

A minute pasted, then Atkins handed Stone the receiver. "It is Titan Foxtrot!" It was Patrich's new call sign.

"Titan Foxtrol, this is Kopis One!" Stone said.

"Kopis One, we receiver you!" Patrich voice came over the radio.

"Titan Foxtrot, we are in heavy contact. First two parts of plan went flawlessly. Will need transportation for a number of victims. Seem to have found a hatchery, at the moment confirmed number of twenty, expect the number to rise!"

Patrich heard the words, and the gunfire, coming over the radio speaker in the command room. He had expected something big, but not this, never this, in fact he had hoped that they would never find a hatchery.

Hammond looked at Patrich, and saw the fear and desperation in the man's face. "Zach! What is a hatchery?"

Taking a moment. "It is the codename which we use for the location where the force impregnation of women is done, where the oval of women are stolen." Patrich shook his head, trying to clear it. "The truth is we never expected to find one, much less capture one!"

Hammond remembered reading some of the tales which the women that had survived had gone through. "So what can we do?"

"I don't see that there is anything we can do! The facility is in the middle of Siberia, we can't move the victims out, we can hardly get our own people out!" Patrich said with defeat in his voice.

Hammond looked at Patrich, there was something more. "Zach! There is something more! You need to tell me!"

Patrich looked at Hammond with shame in his voice. "My daughter was taken, ten years ago. I don't know if she was killed or used by these monsters."

"I didn't know you had a daughter, it was not in your file!" Hammond was surprised by this.

"Her mother and I never married." Patrich rubbed his face with his hands. "She was a nurse, in a hospital I laid in after an accident. We hit it off, but it didn't work out. Anna was born, I didn't know about her until she was eleven years old. Her mother had married and Anna had a stepfather."

"How old could she be now?"

"She would be thirty one!"

Hammond looked up as an aid came into the room.

"Sir! Colonel Ronson report the Prometheus is at full readiness!"

Hammond jumped up. "That it!"

Patrich looked at Hammond, in surprise. "What?"

"We use the Prometheus, it can get to the facility and land near it. It can carry all the victims, any prisoners taken, plus all the personnel we have over there!" Hammond said as he grabbed the phone.

"Wait, can it launch conventional fighter?" Patrich asked.

"Why do you ask?" Hammond held the receiver, but didn't dial just yet.

"Well, can it?"

"Yes, there was an experiment made with an F-16. It work, but the Prometheus can't land the plane again." Hammond explained.

"No, need!" Patrich was quick to assure Hammond. "Have the 302's escort it, we will place the two F-23's in the hangers, they will launch just before the ship arrives over the compound, so they will have maximum time over the target. The fighter will provide air cover, without risking the 302's. And we will remain our cover!"

Stone was waiting for the new orders from Titan, it took longer than he expected. "What the hell is keeping them?"

"Sir?" Atkins had heard Stone say something, but not what.

"Nothing, sorry! Talking to myself!" Stone explained, then stood up. "Stay here! Get me when they call back, I am going to look at the situation!" With that Stone took off.

Stone was coming to the side where Arrson was, when Erikson radioed him. "Kopis One, this is Arcus Eight!"

"Copy!"

"Have got number. There are ninety-one women here, plus nine men." The Navy Seal reported.

"Copy! Have you found any computers or such down there?"

"Negitive!"

"Will send medic's as soon as possible! Kopis One, over and out!" Stone cursed under this breath, as he jogged to Arrson.

The German officer was working on the wounds of one of his men.

Stone came down on his knee besides the medic. "How bad!"

"Scheisse!" Arrson didn't look up from his work. "Most of us are walking wounded, except Carcia here. He is the worse off!"

Stone looked down at the Spanish operator. His abdomen was one bloody mess.

"We are ending this now, even if we must bring down the building!" Stone looked over to where the main fighting was near the doorway. "Why are they so determined to defend the upper floors, and not where the victims are?"

A string of German came from Arrson.

As Stone stood up, he clapped Arrson on the shoulder.

Daniels was firing his FN Mark.46 in to the building, firing short bursts. Stone came up behind the machine gunner.

Taking a look at the situation, Stone could see the fortification which was being used by the mercenaries. It was a permanent structure, part of the building.

Why do that but leave the victims so exposed in the basement.

Stone drew back, as a 40mm grenade was launcher at the fortification, it did little except make a small crater in the concrete wall.

Then he was no longer in danger of being in the line of fire Stone looked around. Seeing the four vehicles used by the men send to block the road, there were fifty cal machine guns and 40mm grenade launcher on the RSAV's. Then Stone spotted the M72 tubes.

Turning back to the doorway, Stone saw that Daniels had drawn back and was reloading his Mk.46. "Daniel's! Get over here."

The Delta operator came over, racking a round into the barrel as he did. "Sir!"

"Get on the grenade launcher; I am going to get you the angle you need to fire at the barricade." Stone ordered as he sat into the drive seat.

"But the 40mm will not breach the wall! Sir!" Daniels said even as he climbed into the gunnery seat on the RSAV.

"Just open fire on it!" Stone yelled back as he drove the RSAV in front of the doorway, about twenty meters from it.

Daniels opened up even before Stone had stopped the vehicle. The cyclic rate was 375 rounds per minute, but they were only thirty meters from the barrier, the normal range was normally more than seventy-five.

The grenades exploded against the concrete, forcing the defenders do seek cover.

Stone jumped out of the RSAV and picked up three M72 tubes, laying them on the hood of the RSAV. He opened one and lay it on his right shoulder, aiming for the concrete wall with in the building.

The 66mm rocket shot out of the tubes, it hit the concrete wall and exploded, creating a hole in it. Daniel's continued firing at the barrier.

Picking up a second launcher, Stone opened it and aimed at the wall besides the hole he had already made. The second rocket hit the wall about a meter from the first.

Dropping the empty tube, Stone picked up the third launcher and fired it at the wall, just over the first two holes. The three holes was their way into the building.

"Daniel's! Fire into the hole!" Stone yelled as he grabbed his 416 with his right hand, while his left pulled out a MK3A2 grenade.

Stone ran to the outer wall of the building and stood by the wall, waiting until he could get into the building, and got one of the men to pull the pin from the grenade.

Daniel's kept on firing until he emptied the magazine of the launcher.

As the last grenade exploded inside the barrier, Stone ran into the building, with the grenade in his left hand. As he neared the hole, he let the level fly and threw the grenade inside the barrier, as he threw himself down beside the wall.

The grenade exploded, and the members of Stone team rushed in from the outside and through the gap in the wall.

Stone was the first man through the gap, his 416 at ready. A figure staggered on the right and was rewarded with three rounds.

The team advanced into the building, part of them split off to attack the defenders from behind at the other attack points.

"Kopis One, this is two! Titan wants to talk to you!" Atkins voice came over the tactical radio.

"Daniels!" Stone called out.

"Boss!" The operator replied.

"Continue to take down the defense! I must talk with command!"

"Roger!" Daniels turned and continued into the building.

Stone ran outside and met with Atkins by the RSAV, which he had used just before.

Taking the receiver from him. "Titan Foxtrot, this is Kopis One!"

"Your transport will be there within two hours!" Patrich replied.

"Transport? Sir!" Stone didn't understand, what the General meant.

"Our friends have come through for us again." Patrich explained. "How many will we need to transport?"

"At least one hundred victim's, will also try to capture some of the scientist also, so it could be close to one fifty!"

"Understood. Are there any wounded or dead on our side?"

"Most of my people are walking wounded, a few are critical!"

"Understood! Reinforcement are onboard, Sierra Gulf Charlie!" Patrich said.

"We are still in contact with elements of the defenders. But should be clear once our transport arrives!"

"One more issue, Kopis One! Our friends with in the Russian government have reported that the Syndicate is pressuring the government into sending recon flights over the facility."

"Understood, do we have any deadline on that issue?"

"Our friends will try to delay as long as they can, but the first fighters could be over you in two hours!"

Stone curse to himself, the Prometheus need close to an hour on site to evacuate all. "Roger!"

"There will be friends along which will take care of the matter."

Major Frank McIntyre stood on the bridge of the Prometheus, looking out of the bridge view port. He had dreamed of going to space, but to be here now. And the screen of F-302's could be seen.

"Magnificent! Isn't it Major?" Ronson asked the fighter pilot.

"Yes, sir!" McIntyre couldn't take his eyes of the view.

"Sorry, to interrupt. But you must get down fighter bay! As soon as we have slowed down enough, I will let you know and you can launch. You fighter and that of Captain St. John are already refueled and on standby." Ronson said. "Command report that there is a flight of four MIG-31 on route, you must intercept them. They cannot be allowed to get any evidence of our involvement."

"Understood." With that McIntyre hurried of the bridge and to the fighter bay.

As the fighter pilot was leaving the bridge Lt Colonel Reynolds enter the bridge, almost colliding with McIntyre. Watching as the pilot hurried off, then turned to Ronson. "Sir, my men are ready. As soon as you give the word we will secure the area and start loading the cargo aboard."

"Good, the soon that is finished the sooner we can get out of here!" Ronson said with certainty of doom.

McIntyre climbed the ladder and sat down in the cockpit of the F-23C Black Widow, one of two made. The fighter was dark grey, without any marking. In an internal bay, it carried ten air-to-air missiles, four AIM-9X Sidewinder and six AIM-120C Amraam.

"Breaker two, this is Breaker One!"

"Breaker two, copy!" the voice of Captain St. John came over the radio.

"Report status!"

"All green, skipper!"

"Copy!" McIntyre say as he finished his own preflight check and starting the engines.

A few minute passed, then Ronson voice came over the radio. "Breaker One, Breaker Two. You are cleared to launch!"

"Roger that, Prometheus. Breaker One, will launch first!"

McIntyre fasten the breathing mask on the helmet, then put his hands on the joystick and throttle. The engines were hot and ready, easing the throttle slowly forward, the fighter began to shake, for the brakes were still on. As he released the breakes, McIntyre throttled to max power. The F-23C shot out of the Prometheus bay.

As soon and the figher had cleared the bay, the undercarriage was retracted and the F-23C picked up speed.

"Prometheus, this is Breaker One. A good launch."

The second F-23C followed and soon joined up with Breaker One. Heading to intercept the four Mig's.

"Prometheus, this is Breaker One. Thanks for the ride." McIntyre took a last look at the Prometheus.

"Breaker One! Happy hunting!" Ronson called back.

The two F-23C went to supercruiser, they needed to head of the flight of MIG-31B. After flying west for ten minutes, the F-23C warning system registered a radar emission, from the MIG-31. McIntyre looked back at St. John, which gave a thumbs up. The F-23C were using passive sensor so not to alert the MIG's of their presence.