Street Fighter 2
Chapter 23
Aboard the USS Khimtar…….
Cammy strapped herself into the one-man submarine and prepared
for launch. It was something that she had done once before, so
she was familiar with the necessary preparations. She also knew
how it hurt like hell once the mini-sub was launched out of the
main submarine's torpedo tube.
Basically, I'm piloting a manned torpedo, not a sub.
Cammy was wearing a diver's apparatus with a small breathing tube
in her mouth. It would last a few minutes, plenty of time to
reach the surface. In a small waterproof bag attached to the
inside of the sub, there were her items required for the mission,
a set of casual clothes, her MI6 uniform, including her gloves,
some money, her CZ75, and several small thermite plasma mines.
She had rejected Guile's advice on carrying a special forces
issue SOCOM, complaining that it was too heavy for her to wield
properly.
She kept running her briefing over and over again in her mind.
Colonel Wolfman, her superior officer and the man who welcomed
her into the ranks of MI6, traveled from London personally to
give her her mission briefing.
She was to be launched towards the port of Rio De Janeiro by
submarine, so as not to convey any attention from Shadowloo
before she landed, and sneak into the jungle without any
detection of Shadowloo agents. Once there, she was to locate the
creature known as Blanka and convey any information about the
whereabouts of the Shadowloo base, guiding her if necessary.
Finally, she was to infiltrate the enemy base, rescue any
hostages, including Chun Li and Ryu, and destroy the VX threat
with the thermite plasma mines.
As with any MI6 mission, it was a simple case of easier said than
done. The base was going to be heavily fortified, with no visible
means of entry from a first glance, and to cap it off, she had no
clue what the base even looked like, the GPS satellites couldn't
give any detailed pictures.
Then, of course, there was the case of Blanka.
Cammy had met him once before in a training exercise in the
jungles of Brazil. The green-skinned creature instantly took a
liking to her. It was thanks to his consistent pestering that she
located a Shadowloo underground weapons depot. She infiltrated it
with the creature's help and managed to destroy it. Of course,
this also meant that she failed the training exercise, but
because of the fact that she had gone beyond the call of duty, it
didn't really matter. Blanka disappeared back into the jungle
without so much as a by-your-leave, leaving Cammy to face the of
the angry officers who were conducting the exercise. It took her
a lot of convincing to tell them why she was delayed.
She slipped the diving goggles over her eyes as the torpedo tube
she was inside filled with water. She held on tightly to the
control grips and prepared for launch.
In the control room, the submarine captain gave the order to fire
the torpedo tube. The engineers in the torpedo room flicked a
switch, and the mini-sub shot out of the tube.
Cammy shook as the sub buckled and vibrated with the force. A
couple of times her head was dangerously close to banging against
the inside wall. Finally, the shakings subsided, and Cammy took
the helm.
Looking out of the camera in the front of the window-less sub,
she found a place where she could dump the sub and swim to shore
without being spotted by anyone, and headed towards it. When she
finally reached it, she switched on the breathing tube and opened
the sub. Sea water came pouring in.
She pushed herself free from the bottom compartment, grabbed the
water-proof bag and swam to the surface as the detached mini-sub
sank to the sea-floor. She climbed out onto a small docking
platform and took off her wet diving gear, leaving her naked, but
dry. Turning her head in each direction, she made sure there was
no-one around to look and put on her casual clothes, a pair of
jeans and a small white t-shirt. It wasn't her favourite choice
of clothes, but it had to do. She would get changed into her MI6
uniform when she got into the jungle. Wringing out the diving
clothes for later, she placed them in the bag, in a separate
compartment, and slung the bag around her shoulder. She then
climbed the ladder and looked for a way out of the docks.
Cammy walked for about half-an-hour before she managed to find an
exit. From there she would find a hotel to stay the night, then
she would continue her mission. She was about to leave when the
wailing of a police siren heading into her direction made her
stop. She turned her head round and saw a police car pull up
right behind her. One of the Brazilian cops stepped out of the
car and walked towards her. He was fourtyish and burly and wore a
Brazilian cop's uniform. The badges he wore showed that he had
been in the force for some time. The other cop inside the car was
perhaps twenty years younger.
"What are you doing here?" asked the forty-year old cop.
"I'm sorry sir, but I was just going for a walk. I'm allowed
to do that, aren't I?"
"Yeah, sure. You look like you want to do business."
Cammy couldn't believe this. They were talking to her like she
was a hooker. "What, so you think I'm some sort of
prostitute?!"
"In those clothes, a beautiful English girl would look like
anything. Of course, I would let the whole matter go if you would
just……"
Cammy stepped back. She wasn't authorized to use force against
people other than Shadowloo agents unless she was provoked. She
didn't want to start an incident.
"Look, just keep away from me."
"Hey, Miguel!" The other cop inside the car had his
head out of the window, looking on with glee as the other cop was
trying to advance towards the English girl. "Save some for
me, huh?"
"Me first, Buchos. I'm your senior, remember."
Miguel stepped towards Cammy and grabbed her wrist. Cammy stayed
still and smiled.
"You know, where I come from, that's assault. I believe it's
the same over here?"
"Oh? And what's a pretty girl like you going to do about it?"
Cammy responded by raising her leg and pushing the cop away with
the ball of her foot. The man stagger back and decided to switch
tactics, throwing his greater weight against Cammy, getting her
in a clinch. Standing her ground, Cammy caught him on the cheek
with two quick overhead punches then followed through with a
right uppercut to the jaw. The cop rocked backward on his heels,
breaking his hold.
Buchos climbed out of the car and advanced towards Cammy, trying
to take her by surprise, but she turned and made a frontal-kick
into his stomach, knocking the wind out of him. The twenty-year
old Brazilian staggered back, clutching his stomach as he gasped
for air against the side of the car.
The senior cop wiped the red-flecked from his mouth. "Listen,
lady. You let Buchos and I do what we want and maybe I let you
slide for assaulting two officers."
"Two crooked officers." Cammy said with a sigh.
Miguel frowned indignantly.
"That's it, no more crap from you." he said, dropping
his arm to his holster and bringing out his side arm, a .45 Colt
automatic. Unfortunately, he had only just put it into position
when Cammy caught hold of his outstretched gun hand at the wrist,
and bent it sharply backward, simultaneously turning sideways and
snatching the pistol with her free hand.
Miguel released a cry of pain and surprise as the pistol was torn
from his grasp. He was still gasping in disbelief when Cammy's
leg snapped forward and up in a powerful front kick, the ball of
her foot striking him in the broad, chunky stretch of his stomach
as she lifted him in the air. The air whoofing out of him, he
stumbled backward and landed hard on his bottom, his legs
wishboned in front of him.
Buchos, meanwhile, had recovered from the winding he had received
earlier and come charging at Cammy from behind. But before he had
gotten more than a couple of feet, Cammy landed, stood up with
her back towards Buchos, and spun in a smooth circle on her left
leg, her right leg swinging parallel to the ground and thrusting
out at the knee, catching Buchos in the groin with a roundhouse
kick. He flew back against the side of the car and doubled over,
groaning, his hands between his thighs.
Cammy ejected the Colt's magazine, walked up to where the sea was
and tossed it into the salty water, then shoved the gun down into
her jeans. She then rushed over to Buchos and took his pistol
from his holster. It's clip joined the one that was already in
the sea.
Cammy knelt down over Miguel and patted the bottom of his trouser
legs.
"Nothing to say there, gringo?" she said.
Miguel glared and shook his head.
"Okay," Cammy told him, stepping back. "Here's how
it goes. We all go away from each other, me with my bag and my
walk, you without your guns. You forget about this thing, maybe I
don't report the little attempted rape you and Buchos here tried
to give me to your captain. You really behave yourselves, maybe I
won't tell the papers or TV stations how I kicked both your arses
and disarmed you barehanded. In two seconds flat."
Miguel continued glaring at her in bateful silence for another
moment, then slowly nodded.
"Good," Cammy said, "Stay right where you are
until I'm gone. The ground probably needs thawing anyway."
Miguel snorted as Cammy walked away, then called out to her.
"How am I supposed to explain losing my gun?"
Cammy shrugged.
"Your problem." she said as she disappeared from their
sights.
Guile sat down as he waited for news of Cammy's arrival in Brazil.
He span a pen around in his finger as he waited.
He had been a good friend to the English girl. Not as good as
Chun Li, of course, but for the past few years, he had helped her
get to grips with combat assignments and stuff. It was all part
of her training to becoming an agent for MI6 and to be actively
involved in the fight against Shadowloo.
He smiled. He was glad that as well as being able to help create
the J.I.A (Joint Investigative Alliance) pact with Interpol, he
had made the deal between MI6 and the USAF as well. It was
important for England to be involved in the fight, since they
were such a good ground for a multi-national counter terrorist
team, of which Cammy was a part of. He began to think about the
report, the reasons why such a deal would be advantageous……
He sold it, Guile told himself with a wispy smile. The deal was
set, and Britain joined the fight in a more influential role. Of
course, it had always been Cammy who had been the most important
figure behind the British forces' fight, due to her experiences
with Shadowloo. The other agents and forces chipped in whenever
it was possible, but it had always been Cammy that was the first
choice.
Like Guile had said before, she turned out to be a regular little
James Bond. Only female.
A Lieutenant walked into the room. "Sir, White Knight has
entered Brazil with no problems encountered. She'll be starting
the mission tomorrow morning."
"Good. Keep me informed."
"Yes sir."
The Lieutenant left, leaving Guile alone with his thoughts.
Good luck, Cammy……