Re: Brightwood, District of Colombia, USA - Section 91 HQ

Katrin "Minnie" Creuzberg had had, an interesting 48 hours since she'd landed in DC. She'd been to Arlington, to see her Father grave. Done a tour of the Smithsonian and met her half brother for a few beers and a few laughs. The Green Beret was doing well, showed her pictures of her half niece and nephew.

Of course he'd asked about why her arm was in a sling and why she'd occasionally grimace in pain when she tried to move. She assured him it was occupational hazards and spun a tail about taking down a perp while she was working border security.

In actuality she'd been shot while she was blowing her cover in an RAF (Red Army Faction) Meeting, though... The other guys were worse off than her.

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Entering the Control room. Katrin smiled at Memphis and took a seat. Smelling the coffee, she spoke. Her English coming out not in the expected German Accent but a weird conglomeration of English and American.

"Where is the coffee? I'm in great need of some as well"

-Katrin

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Memphis looked down towards one of the telephones.

"Food and drink can be ordered by picking up the black internal telephone. We've got some stuff on site, but we're going to have to order out for hot food. Someone put metal in the science oven and blew it up. I hope you like Pizza Hut".

She took a look at her watch.

"Anyway, changing the topic, you going to see that new Harrison Ford film? Raiders of... What's it called again?"

- GM

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"Pizza hut is the one with the uh... Pan Pizza, correct?" Katrin asked as she went to pick up the phone.

"Raiders of The Lost Ark" Katrin corrected "And I believe i will go see it, as I like Harrison Ford"

Following this she picked up the phone, she asked Memphis.

"Who's tapped for this mission?"

-Katrin

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Memphis pulled out a folder in front of her and looked at the operation plan.

"The people going to Brno are Frostwood, Catesby, Coetezee, John McMahon and Lucy Kovak", she said, "They're in Germany and will begin the drive over towards the Czechoslovak border".

She pulled out a map from the folder, an Operational Navigational Chart of Northern Europe produced by the Defense Mapping Agency. She picked up a pen and pointed at the area around Munich, rendered of course under its German name of München.

"They plan to cross the border at Bayerisch Eisenstein, which is south of Klatovy and then drive onto Brno from there, hopefully arriving around breakfast time. They will be in three vehicles - two cars and a bike for Lucy, with one of the cars carrying a long-range radio system. There is a tracker in one of their cars - cunningly disguised as a cuddly toy, which will send us their location every five minutes.

Monitoring that and Pact activity is going to be a E-3 Sentry AWACS aircraft, along with a RC-135. They will of course be keeping west of the Buffer Zone, so they might not be able to cover as far in as we would like..."

- GM

OOC: Map may take a while to load.

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"Coetezee is a strange choice" Katrin mused as she listened to the list before dialing for food.

"Can I get coffee and donuts here, please and thank you" she said rather bluntly as she sat down next to Memphis once more.

"So essentially our warning isn't good if they launch fighters in their direction. What's the Exfil plan? Drive out like the Came in?"

-Katrin

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"They're not exactly going to launch fighters in our direction", Memphis said, "However, they may well look for our people with them. I doubt they'd shoot up a car with a MiG-21... but you never know".

She looked at the folder.

"Exfil is driving out the same way as they came in unless things go wrong in which case, they'll try to bolt out the fast way through the Austrian border... or worst comes to worst, try to get themselves to Berlin".

- GM

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"It would be the first time I'd seen it" Katrin said as she listened to Memphis. Of course she'd mostly operated in East Germany and Poland, no real ranging had been done in her missions.

"Where are they now?" She questioned as she began dialing the black phone for food.

-Katrin

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"Let me check", Memphis said, then looked up at a series of clocks on the wall. One of them was showing the local time in West Germany and Czechoslovakia, six hours ahead of them, "It's a quarter past two in the morning, so they should be about half way to the frontier. It's a 2 hour 40 drive from Munich..."

She got to her feet.

"We have a tracker fitted in a teddy bear in one of their vehicles that will squawk every five minutes or so with their location to the nearest mile or so - there's a tracker using the Transit navigation satellites. We should get an update in two minutes..."

Katrin dialled the number and got through to the nearest Pizza Hut. A young male voice came over the line.

"Pizza Hut, how can I help you?" he said.

- GM

OOC: The A92 autobahn which is the quickest route hasn't been fully completed at this point in history, but much of that road was in use as the B11.

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Upon hearing the male voice Katrin smiled "yes hello, I'd like 2 pan pizzas, with pepperoni and sausage." She said before covering the microphone with her hand

"Do you want anything Memphis?" She asked

-Katrin

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"Er... thin crust with anchovies and pineapple", Memphis said, then noticed someone in the uniform of the Marine Corps walking towards her holding a telex printout.

She took it from him and started reading.

- GM

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"To each their own" Katrin said before adding the... strange concoction to the order. Personally she thought pineapple shouldn't be on pizza, but then again according to her brother she was something of a purist.

She was however interested in what the marine had given
Memphis

-Katrin

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The man at the other end completed the order and told him that she would have the order in 30 minutes or less. He didn't say that it would be free if it was late... that was Domino's gimmick.

Once she'd hung up, Memphis put down the telex she had read and turned to Katrin.

"Prague Station have been picking up a rather high level of comms traffic going into and out of the Chinese Embassy there. Far higher than normal. They've sent it over to Fort Meade to see if they can make sense of it".

- GM

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"You want me to get it I assume" Katrin said after having hung up the phone.

"Or what."

-Katrin

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"Get what?" Memphis said looking confused, "Once you... the pizza, of course. Yes, please. It's only a short walk over to the restaurant and we're of course not overly keen on giving this place away".

There was a ping and she looked at the display in front of them.

"There they are", she said, pointing at a glowing blue dot on the screen, "Just west of Gannacker. About an hour or so away. Well, all we can do is wai..."

There was a sharp sound of commotion ahead of her and her eyes looked up at the radar display of Southern Germany...

"Oh, s***", she said, "Just what we needed, a Brass Monkey situation".

She got up and moved quickly over to the screen, where an Air Force officer was talking into a telephone. A single air contact had just crossed over into the Air Defence Identification Zone west of the Iron Curtain and was now heading at around 300 knots east for Czechoslovakia... without clearance.

This meant that anything military that was airborne on the NATO side near the Buffer Zone would have to turn West immediately... and it was likely that fighters on both sides would be scrambled to turn this guy back.

"The last thing we need now is for some idiot to get himself shot down by Pact SAMs..."

- GM

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Katrin glanced at Memphis and the little blue dot and asked "why call it a brass monkey situation?" Before checking her watch and sitting down.

"How long of a walk is it? As in when do I need to leave"

-Katrin

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"I think it's about ten minutes from here", Memphis said in answer to the second question, "So with your leg as it is, you might want to get a move on".

She continued to look at the screen.

"Come on you idiot, turn back before you get yourself killed..."

- GM

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Katrin was going to mention that she could walk just fine but didn't. It was in fact running that was an isssue

"I suppose I will know it when I see it, building is rather distinct."

And with that she was towards the door

-Katrin

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2035 Eastern Daylight Time

It did indeed take ten minutes to walk to the Pizza Hut. As Katrin approached, she could see a red GMC Caballero stopped on the road outside it. A police officer was checking in the trunk, while another was looking at the license details of the driver, an African-American man dressed in a blue suit and reminding the West German woman of Huggy Bear from Starsky & Hutch

As she walked towards the door, she could hear the strains of "Love Shack" coming from the radio of the Caballero.

Then she saw something that looked distinctly odd. A man dressed in a US Army uniform was standing at a payphone, speaking agitatedly. In Russian.

"Нет, Василий. Это все, что я могу вам сказать! [No, Vasili. That's all I can tell you!]"

- GM

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Katrin, hearing the Russian speaking uniform. Began to as non-chalantly as possible get closer so she could listen in. Street level work like this was what she excelled at so she figured it'd be no trouble.

-Katrin

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It became quickly clear to Katrin that she recognised the man on the telephone. He was Major Thomas Schilling, who was one of the Pentagon liaisons to Section 91, who also acted as a Russian translator for the unit, focussing on Soviet media reports and publications.

Although why he would be calling someone from a public payphone and speaking in Russian remained very unclear.

Then it became much clearer.

"Послушай, если ты потянишь ее, она будет говорить, и ты получишь имя человека, которого мы извлекаем. Я не очищен для идентификации агента [Look if you pull that one in, she will talk and you will get the name of the person we're extracting. I'm not cleared for the agent's identity]".

- GM

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Katrin began to approach the man more slowly, listening as he spilled state secrets. Communist sympathizers. In her opinion, should have all of their relevant information found out and then he sent to clear minefields. With a hammer.

-Katrin

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Schilling looked around anxiously as he talked and saw Katrin moving towards him. A faint sliver of recognition... or something... flung over his face. Katrin did not recall meeting him before, but he seemed spooked.

Although not as spooked as the old African-American man standing near the counter who declared loudly...

"Hey, buddy, any reason you speaking Russian? Is it because you're a spy?"

Schilling went into sheer panic mode at this point and started running towards the room... Running towards Katrin like a quarterback going after a mascot who had flipped him off...

- GM

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Katrin reached for her holster and in her most commanding voice yelled.

"Don't move and put your hands in the air"

-Katrin

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Schilling saw Katrin going for her weapon, but he was too focussed on getting away. He continued to barrel towards Katrin, figuring that she would not shoot him dead in a crowded pizza restaurant.

Out of a corner of Katrin's eye, she saw a moustachioed man with thinning black hair on his head get to his feet and draw a revolver.

"Police! Do not open fire!" he called out.

- GM