BLOOD ON ICE

My name is secret agent John Clay and I work for the CIA. For 3 years me and my team having been looking for a Russian KGB sleeper agent called Dimitri malkova , he was last spotted by one of our drones on the coast of Russia. Information we have gathered is that he has volunteered as a travel guide taking tourists on expedition through the mountains and back to their Camp down the mountain.

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Me and my team's mission today is to acquire the target, in order to do that we will be going to the mountains under the guise of tourists. We pack light because of the mission is supposed to be an in and out . We get Dimitri and we get the hell out of Russia before the Russian government discover Americans trespassing on their beloved country. Dasha our female analyst gave of a scope of the land she said," this mountain is called the devil tongue". Clay laughs and chuckles, "that's kind of a werid name for a mountain don't you think" ,he said. Dasha smiles, the devil's tongue because when the devil closes his mouth his not letting you go. More than 20 people die on this very mountain every month. What you need to know is that the snow above the mountain is fragile, a variation of sound upto 100 decibels, can cause a snowfall and with that level of snow a normal man can get hyperthermia and you will be dead in five minutes. She continued," you been equipped with pistols with silencer, and a tranquilizer, the target should be brought back alive if possible. The pistols without the silencer creates 140 decibels of sound, in summary if anybody fires any shot without a silencer we are dead, you got it. The team of four all look at each other and nod in unisim.
We left the camp and met up with Dimitri, he sat on a snow bike, with four others packed beside him. He looked up from his hoodie and a cigarette lit in his mouth and said " Are you guys ready?". Clay gave him a smile and a thumbs up and they started the journey up the mountain. After an hour and thirty minutes, snowfall became in tense and Dimitri decided that we camped out till the snow settled. He said, that the mountain temperature is too high and in order for us to survive we have to make a tent and take off our clothes, so that our body heat could keep us warm. We stay in pairs of three and two, because of the intensity of the snow , I didn't notice that I fell at sleep.
On waking pulled down the zip of the tent and pick out my clothes, I wear them and come out. As I come out of the tent, I see two of my squad members naked and dead on the snow , their hands and their mouths bound with ropes, from the ice on their corpses it is obvious they died of hyperthermia. I touch my side to pull out my pistol and I looked to see Dimitri pointing it at me , he said,"Are you looking for this?" I raise my hands above my head and say,"Let's calm down now". We are just a bunch of tourists, we don't want any trouble. Dimitri laughs and says with a deep Russian accent," tourists with guns, you must take me for a fool". I knew who you were right from the moment I picked you up from camp. Dimitri gun had no silencer , so if he fired it, Clay knew it meant dead for all of them on that mountain.Clay shared a tent with Dasha, and she could see what was happening from a small part of the open zipper of the tent. She load her pistol and slowly took the back end of the tent, trying to be quiet so that she doesn't attract the enemy's attention. She was naked because her clothes were in the front of the tent but she didn't mind, with her bare foot on the ice she sneaked to the front and pointed the gun to Dimitri shouted, "Put your hands on your head". In an instant Dimitri fired at the federal agent and she also fired landing to two shots on his chest. She fell to the ground hold her side as blood gushed onto the snow she had been shot. Clay ran to her side took off his jacket and tried to stop the bleeding. The snow beneath her body was stained with red blood , and she was looking up to a man screaming at her to stay awake, as everything became to fade. At this time snow was rushing down Mountain destroying trees and everything in it's path. But Clay knelt there, he didn't want her to be alone in her final moments. Before long the snow had reach where he knelt, he looked up and he smiled. THE END

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