Hawk's Holiday.
Chapter 7: Interlude.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the GI Joe characters.
Midnight, near a secluded cabin by the hotel.
A little while later, Larry, Curly, and Moe along with Moe's brother, a Crimson Guard Immortal, and four more Guardsmen waited for the Cobra specialists.
Just after midnight a night, black Hurricane VTOL came in for a landing in a small clearing. Two men disembarked from the aircraft and walked over to the group.
The first man was called Scrap Iron. He was Cobra's specialist in armour defeating weapons systems. The second was Wild Weasel, the head of Cobra's air force.
"Halt! What's the password?" One of the Guardsmen demanded.
"The mongoose too, must die." Scrap Iron replied.
"You have some pictures of Hawk and the other Joes?" Wild Weasel asked.
The CGI handed over the stack of surveillance photos. The two specialists looked them over with a flashlight. "Ok, that's Hawk all right, along with Chuckles, Daina, and Kamakura. The other woman must be new, did you catch a name?" Scrap Iron asked.
"Paige Adams." Moe replied.
The specialists filed the information for future reference. "Who's the redhead with Hawk?" Wild Weasel asked.
"Cathy LaCroix, the head of hotel security. She used to be a Colonel in the Canadian Army. Intelligence, I believe." The CGI replied. "We were planning to grab her and hold her in exchange for Hawk."
"Whereupon we stuff Hawk in the VTOL and take him to the Commander. This will make one hell of a Christmas present for him." Wild Weasel chortled.
"Don't get to anxious we still have the other four Joes to contend with." Scrap Iron stated. "Any idea if they're armed at all?"
"Not really." The CGI stated. "But at best, they may have managed to smuggle in a pistol or two in their luggage. A knife or two, that's it."
"Good. We have the advantage in firepower then." Scrap Iron smiled. The Guardsmen and the Cobra stooges each had an assortment of pistols, along with three FN P90 sub machine guns, two H&K G-36 assault rifles, 3 C-8 (or M4) carbines, one with an M203 grenade launcher.
Wild Weasel and Scrap Iron also had come prepared. Wild Weasel had a Glock 21 .45 automatic in a shoulder holster and an FN P90 SMG with him.
Scrap Iron had a Beretta 93-R 9mm machine pistol on his hip. He also had an H&K MP5K-PDW 9mm SMG. He also had his hand built portable anti-tank missile launcher with him.
"You guys did well. After we've delivered Hawk to the Commander, I'm sure he'll want to reward you personally." Wild Weasel stated.
The stooges, the Guardsmen, and the CGI were speechless. A reward from Cobra Commander himself! Maybe this would mean a promotion and a new posting somewhere really important. The possibilities were endless.
"Let's cover up the Hurricane, and get in out of the cold. We have a bit of work to do before we can grab Hawk. I want to get him back to Cobra headquarters by the end of the week. We'll keep watching them, and tomorrow we'll grab the woman, and exchange her for Hawk." Scrap Iron said.
"What if they call for reinforcements?" A Guardsman asked.
"We won't give them the time. We'll exchange Hawk for the woman by midnight tomorrow or we'll kill her. No way in hell they can get any reinforcements here in that time. And without a lot of firepower, they won't be able to rescue her." Scrap Iron laughed and the others joined in.