[DAY THREE 02:13 AM]
The explosion shook the entire mansion. Clover and Britney are upstairs before the dust got out of Mandy's original bedroom. Clover dives in Mandy's present bedroom, Britney in the one opposite. They both check their weapons. Mandy is kneeling beside her bed, dressed in a jogging she slipped over her pyjama. She has her Whoop pistol in hand, ready to fire. Clover slips on her glasses. The door is open giving them a good view of the landing.
"Take cover a grenade." The girls all duck away. The grenade explodes, shrapnel's tear in the walls. Clover and Mandy give each other the OK sign. They scrutinize the landing. A figure rolls by, Mandy opens fire and the rolling stops abruptly. "Mandy you gave our position away" the ear communicators do a good job. "Sorry, I've only had 8 hours training Clover." "Amateurs" thinks Clover. The yelp of a P90 from the next room and the wall changes into an Emmenthaler. Clover jumps over to Mandy and trusts her to the ground.
"Clover, Mandy are you all right?" asks Britney. Both girls acknowledge. "We got to get out. Now!"
Mandy and Clover run towards the door. The yelp of a P90 is heard. Clover answer with her gun. A yell is heard. Clover stops at the doorpost and signals Mandy to stay put. She contacts Britney. "We both get out and open fire, Mandy can walk in between us." "Will co. 3 2 NOW!"
They both jump out, their infrared glasses show where their enemies are. These men don?t stand a chance. Mandy, is out and as fast as they can file to the stairs. Their guns bark, yelp those who get hit scream, or don?t even get that chance. Right before they reach the stairs, the ennemies P90 opens fire.
"AAAAAAAAAAhh" Clovers spins round. The bullets tear almost her right arm off. Mandy turns, gives fire and sees the gunner fall. Clover goes down.
"NO, Clover," cries Mandy, but Britney grabs her and almost tosses her down the stairs. She opens fire. Clover has turned and taken the gun in her left hand. She shoots almost as accurate as if it were her right. "Get her out of here and to HQ." She yells at Britney. "Not without you." She jumps forward and grabs Clover by her good shoulder. With a swift jerk, which sends pain soaring through Clovers arm, pulls her to the stairs.
Downstairs the situations isn't much better. The front door is blown to pieces. Bob is firing, Devin is bandaging Sam's left elbow. Mandy tumbles down the stairs. She retreats out the line of fire. She's looking up the stairs and sees that Britney is coming down. Clover is losing a lot of blood but keeps harassing the enemy with her fire. Britney stops at the end of the stairs. It's suddenly gone quiet. What are they up to? Devin runs up to Mandy and takes her to the relatively undamaged kitchen. Britney and Clover join them. Devin starts to bandage Clover, but doesn't seem to get anywhere to stop the bleeding. He does however diminish it.
"We need to get out of here and to HQ" Britney says. "We can access the garage from here." Answers Mandy as she walks to a door. Before she can come near the door Sam sweeps her from her feet. "Hey, what are you doing?" Mandy cries out.
"If you know that, so do they." Sam replies.
"No they don't. I had it made just recently. I wanted to impress Adams." The four spies look at her in astonishment. Slowly Britney walks towards the door and cautiously opens it. She goes inside and closes the door. She's in a short corridor quickly she walks to the other door and opens it. She scans the garage, but it seems clean. She goes to the backside and looks out. No one about. That's wrong. They can get out through the garden. There have to be men out there. She switches to night vision. There they are, clothed in heath absorbing clothes. A luck she got the mark 3 from Q this afternoon. They aren't aware she has night vision. She goes to the front and checks it. Quite a crowd, there are less people in a sale. OH NO, an armoured car with a flamethrower. She's faster back then physical possible.