A Cold Day in Hell:- A Chloe Tanaka USB Story

[Stormtrooper1990]

In this latest adventure for Chloe Tanaka, featuring uniforms from the PS2 video game Timesplitters she has been hired by Interpol to infiltrate the secret underground lair of former Soviet General Krishenkov. Her mission is retrieve the location of his hideout from inside the base and send it to the authorities. Swapping the south of Italy for Central Russia, Chloe not only has to deal with the onset of the Russian winter but the generals private all female private army. All dressed in vintage 1960s PVC outfits and fanatically loyal to their master, but to a mistress of disguise like this spells opportunity and she will need all her skills if she is to survive and complete her assignment...


The Aranets Marshalling Yards, Komi Republic, Central Russia, 10th September 2023, 19:00pm


Shivering in the biting cold and rubbing her bared shoulders pretty 23 year old Krishenkov guard Anastasia Balinova, walked off from the central train platform where the old generals train was finalising preparations to travel to the Mount Narodnaya underground missile complex, once a major installation in the former USSRs ICBM network now repurposed by the eccentric ex soviet General Krishenkov in his plan to destroy major cities in europe and the USA using the silos thermonuclear strike package. I don't know why the old man wants to destroy the west, after all I'am just a lowly grunt. They tell me to shoot I shoot things. Besides, I'am freezing my tits off here. I may be better Russian but even we have our limits and I have just the thing to warm me up...


Taking out her packet of smokes from her black backpack fastened with a large buckle marked with a large letter K, Anastasia resumed her search for a quiet corner of the train yard to light up, her feet crunching off snow, breath misting in the cool air. Her uniform while sexy did next to nothing to guard against the harsh Russian winter; Anastasia was wearing a tight light blue sleeveless PVC dress with yellow piping that came above her thighs, matching gloves, stockings and yellow laced boots that reached up to the knee. A matching patrol cap perched over her shoulder length black hair and green tactical Google's covering her almond shaped green resting on her high cheekbones. This outfit marking her out as a lowly guard armed with just a AKSU-74, catered to the old General's eccentric love of 1960s womens fashion. Anastasia didn't care, she lived to serve Krishenkov the man who had taken her from a life of petty crime and gave her life meaning. If he asked her to wear only lingerie she would have, besides the dress did wonders for her trim athletic figure. But a coat might have been nice all the same Leaning against an empty train car, Anastasia took out a cigarette putting to her mouth before taking out her lighter. Suddenly she felt a cold wire looping around her throat, pulling her upwards. With a surprised squeak she dropped her cigarette and lighter into the snow.


Trying desperately to pull the wire from around her throat, Anastasia's legs kicked weakly as she choked for air fighting to survive but her attacker only just pulled tighter and tighter. "Now usually I like to draw this out for as long as possible, to savour the kill and see the light leave those big pretty eyes. But I have a train to catch. And thanks to you stupid bitch, I have the perfect disguise to get onboard. Goodbye, babe. The pleasure was all mine." Hissed a female American accent in her ear, who pulled on the wire with one vicious tug. The last thing Anastasia heard in this world was the sharp crack of her throat being crushed. Letting out a low death rattle as she hung like a worm on a hook, legs still twitching. Her attacker then callously dropped her cooling corpse into the snow, where she lay slumped against the train car dress riding up her blue lace thong showing.


Breathing heavily from the arousal of killing the pretty guard, Chloe Tanaka secreted her fiber wire garrote into the folds of her snow suit before leaping off the edge of the roof of the boxcar landing with the agility of a cat landing at the dead guards spread legs snow crunching underfoot. "Mmm, cute panties. I will be taking them along with everything else, sweetie. Now let's go somewhere more private and preferably warm. Not that you would care." Chuckling at her own gallows humour, Chloe opened the box car up scooping up the guards corpse rolling her inside before jumping in after her and sliding the door shut. After pulling off her ski mask along with her snowsuit and reluctantly parting with her thermal underwear, Chloe rubbed her hands together getting to work.


"Hmm? Intel did say that Krishenkov had some peculiar tastes but I never expected him to dress his soldiers like cheap 60s knock off models. Ah, the things I see in this job." Said Chloe as she removed the dead guards hat, backpack, goggles, gloves and unlaced her boots admiring her handiwork. The telltale red line and brushing around the girls slender neck, a small amount of congealing blood trickling from the cut at the windpipe. "I wonder how much your boss paid you to whore around in this outfit." Closing the dead sentry's accusing eyes, Chloe rolled the body onto her side unzipping the dress from the rear then peeled the garment from the girls petite athletic form leaving her clad only in her blue lace wonderbra and matching thong. "Sorry honey, but waste not..." Chloe winked at the corpse whipping off the underwear from between her thighs in one smooth motion, exposing a small cute vagina crowned with a thinned trimmed strip of black fuzz and pert smooth peach shaped ass. "Very nice, I almost feel bad for killing you. Well, almost..." Pulling up the stolen underwear, she unhooked the guards bra revealing lush buoyant B-cup breasts with perky circular dark pink areolas.


Standing over the now naked dead sentry, Chloe quickly dressed in her uniform shivering from the cold. "T-time to get out of this icebox." Chloe said her teeth chattering. "Thanks for your help, girl. Now if you excuse me I really do have a train to catch, and I would hate to miss it." Looping the AKSU-74 over her shoulder, she leapt from the train car sliding it closed on the sentries pretty naked corpse. Taking a deep breath, her breath misting in front of her Chloe began her walk to the train platform, recounting her mission objectives.


Chloe had always maintained that it would be a cold day in hell before she accepted a contract from law enforcement, but these were extraordinary circumstances. Especially when a psychotic ex-soviet general was holding the world to ransom at the push of a button that could potentially cause thermonuclear armageddon, threatening not only her client base but the life of her girlfriend Lexi Ramos. That was something she could not abide, besides Lexi once told her see did a job for Interpol in Hong Kong and they tipped very well. So not only would she be saving the free world from a demented madman and his private army of beautiful young women but getting paid big bucks too. And this was a bottom line she could respect. All she had to do was to infiltrate Krishenkov's lair and install Interpol's Trojan horse program, giving away the lunatics location to a crack special forces team and seizing his assets in one fell swoop. Approaching the general's armoured train seeing many young women dressed in PVC of different colours swarming around the behemoth like ants, Chloe snapped her mind back to the present taking a deep breath, shuddering from the cold.


According to the intelligence received from Interpol about Krishenkov, his private army were outfitting in tight revealing PVC outfits reminiscent of the 1960s due to his love of that particular decade and beautiful women wearing them, despite the cold weather. Chloe had wondered how they haven't all frozen to death yet wearing those ridiculous, skimpy outfits but they were all mostly Russian girls so perhaps it was simply in their blood. The ranks of the women defined by the colour and styling of the outfit; the outfit Chloe had killed for was a sky blue number reserved for grunts but Chloe had seen women wearing tight green low cut PVC tops with orange shoulder pads that emphasised their cleavage, red hot pants and gloves above the elbow, green ankle boots, and matching cap perched on their heads . Armed with an AK-74 rifle and MP443 Grach machine pistol holstered at the thigh. These ladies were acting like NCO's bossing around the grunts. And then there were the officers, women dressed in a similar style to the grunts but wearing black instead of blue and red tactical goggles and armed with AK-12 assault rifles. As she entered the train, finding a seat in the troop compartment Chloe grinned in anticipation. Perhaps I might even get a chance to wear all these uniforms, maybe at least take a set home with me. Well let's see how this plays out, the night is still young. Hearing the cry from the nearby NCO who slid the compartment door shut, Chloe felt a tug behind her navel as the train got underway.


Krishenkov's Armoured Train, enroute to the Mount Narodnaya Missile Complex, 19:30pm


It hadn't been a comfortable journey for Chloe, the NCO who had closed the compartment door had been looking at her with a curious look on her face for the last half hour. She was an attractive girl with heart shaped features, high cheekbones and piercing blue eyes her short auburn hair braided into pigtails under her cap. In order to avoid her gaze, Chloe had decided to go into the next compartment then the next in an effort to shake her off but it was to avail, the woman was like a terrier with a bone which gave Chloe an idea. I don't know how but I think she's made me and I need to deal with her quietly. But I bet I can make use of that uniform and the perks that come with. Walking into the deserted storage compartment at the very rear of the train, she waited for the pretty fly to become ensnared in her web.


Sergeant Tanya Bresneheva followed the suspicious if alluring asian soldier into the storage compartment, convinced now more than ever that she didn't belong. "Hey soldier! Turn around and identify yourself, now." She barked as the young woman turned around to face. "Is there a problem, sergeant?" She asked saluting hand over fist." Tanya closed in on her hand on her hips. "I asked you a question? Who are you? We don't have very many Asian girls and I would certainly remember you." The soldier bowed her head. "I'am new sergeant. Recently recruited from Tokyo by Krishenkov-san, ma'am. My name is Chloe Tanaka." Tanya's brow furrowed. "Well I wasn't notified of any new blood, soldier. Come with me and we'll see if you're lying -ugh!" Tanya did not see the swift stab to her throat coming from Chloe that crushed her windpipe, bringing her to her knees clutching her throat. Smiling evilly, Chloe walked around the stricken Tanya, who was gasping for air but finding none, tears streaming down her face. "That's because I killed a woman for this uniform, one of yours I believe and know thanks to you I'am getting promoted. Don't worry, I'am feeling charitable today so I will help speed things along." With that the assassin cupped one hand under the whimpering Tanya's chin, the other on the back of her head and twisted savagely to the right. Swiftly ending Tanya's struggles with a snap of her vertebrae.



Lowering the still warm corpse of the NCO to the floor of the compartment onto her back, Chloe knelt stripping out of her grunt uniform. I usually prefer drawing it out and taking as much pleasure from the kill as possible, but there are times where even a quick kill is both fun and necessary. Now completely naked, she quickly got to work. After removing the woman's boots, holster, gloves and hat then copying her braids Chloe unzipped her top opening it out to reveal well formed lush C-cup breasts with puffy full pink areolas. "Hmm? Just a little bit bigger then me but I can make this work." She said fastening on the tight top before unlacing the shorts whipping them down her long divine legs, along with a solid red g-string thong from between the sergeants thighs, exposing a full pink clean shaven clitoris and pert plum shaped ass. "Well, you certainly took good care of your body. So nice and toned, I like that in a woman." Chloe admired the toned athletic figure of the dead naked sergeant, standing over her as she got dressed her beauty marred by the bruising around her neck.


When she was finished, Chloe took the naked body of the sergeant by her ankles dragging her dead weight over to a stack of empty crates. Leaning the body over the lip of the nearest one, she couldn't resist groping the woman's tight ass. "Not bad, you Russian girls are made up so well but I prefer mine latina." She quipped to the corpse tipping her inside along with the discarded blue dress uniform before sealing it shut. Secreting her garrote and USB drive containing the virus into the pocket of her new hot pants, Chloe looped the AK-74 over her shoulder then left the compartment retracing her steps to the front of the train.


Mount Narodnaya Missile Complex Station, 5km under the mountain 20:00pm


Despite the fact that snow had begun to fall outside, the rest of the train journey proved to be uneventful with many of the grunts avoiding eye contact with her completely obviously fearing her rank, and not noticing the change. Perhaps I should have killed a NCO instead from the start? It explains why the woman got suspicious. Still it doesn't matter, I'am in and that's all that matters. Feeling the train slide to a halt, Chloe rose from her seat. "Alright, ladies! Look sharp, asses and elbows get moving!" She barked getting into character sliding open the door and leaping out. The grunts in their tight blue dresses followed suit forming a honour guard by Krishenkov's state car. Suddenly two black clad officers, flanked the door opening it to reveal the aging figure of General Krishenkov emerging onto the platform.



The first impression Chloe got of the general was a hawk like man wearing a red soviet officers uniform, a large K pinned on his peaked cap where the hammer sickle would usually have been. She watched as the man glanced appreciatively at his personal guard, flanked by two elite officers before walking deeper into the complex. Once the man had receded into the shadows, Chloe barked orders to her troops to disperse then took stock of her surroundings planning her next move. Aside from the tacky red flags with a large black letter "K" in the middle, hanging from the ceilings and walls Krishenkov had kept most of the original features including the soviet iconography and murals. But this wasn't of any interest to Chloe, she needed a way into the server room which was signposted in russian and english. Following the signs she made her way to her objective.


Outside the Server Room 20:10pm


Upon reaching the large metal door, Chloe sighed seeing the card reader to the right of the door. Damn it, looks like I need a card or I'am getting nowhere. Hold on... The metal door suddenly opened to reveal an attractive female elite officer who flashed her a small smile. "Is there anything I can do for you sergeant?" Chloe saluted her hand over fist. "Nothing ma'am, I was just on my way to the barracks." She replied appraising the woman, a looker with rounded features, slender cheekbones and bright hazel eyes. Her long chestnut brown hair tied into a long ponytail. Well well, looks like I will get to wear that uniform after all. It should fit me well and her access card will get me inside. "Well don't expect much downtime, sergeant. The general has us on high alert and may launch the nukes at moment if the west doesn't pay up." Scanning her card and locking the door, the woman brushed gently past disappearing into a toilet. Smiling at her luck, Chloe followed her inside.


Women's Bathroom, 20:20pm


Lieutenant Mira Kasparova sighed in frustration as she stripped off most of her black uniform dress to get at her solid black thong that matched her C-cup underwired bra. While I'am proud to be serving Kirshenkov, he could at least make us wear something that's more practical and doesn't take forever to remove whenever we need the bathroom! Finally whipping down her panties down around her boots, exposing a small vagina topped with a thin trimmed strip of chestnut hair Mira sat down on the cold steel bowl and began to relieve her full bladder.


Gasping with relief as the last of her piss trickle from her pussy, Mira was just about to reach for the toilet paper when without warning a cold wire looped around her neck pulling up her off the bowl and to the right. Choking for air, Mira desperately fought for life trying to pull the wire off but her assailant was too strong, her legs kicking panties sliding off onto the floor along with her dress. "Thanks for doing half the work, most considerate of you, babe." Hissed her attacker as she tightened the noose. Finally, the vertebrae of her throat gave way, her windpipe crushed like an aluminium can. Letting out a slow choked rattle, Mira's arms dangled limply by her sides before her body was releasing landing in an unceremonious heap legs spread wide.


Leaping over the cubicle to land at the dead officers feet, Chloe wasted no time in stripping off her NCO disguise before getting to work. After picking up the woman's panties from floor, slipping them between her thighs she removed the officers hat, glasses, stockings and boots putting them on herself. "Sorry, babe. But I need the extra support, it's nothing personal." Chloe winked at the half naked corpse closing her cold dead eyes reaching her back to unhook her bra, revealing perky C-cup breasts with pink rose petal areolas.


Once she had finished getting dressed in the dead woman's uniform, Chloe clipped on the woman's backpack making sure she had the ID card she needed, the USB stick and stashing her garrote inside. She then scooped up the naked corpse under her shoulders planting her back onto the bowl. I suppose I could have just taken the card but I just had to take her outfit. Besides, I'am not taking any chances that she wasn't alone in that room. I need the authority that comes with rank... "Thanks, Lieutenant. Your uniform fits me like a glove, sayonara." She said caressing the woman's cheek before leaving the bathroom and backtracking to the server room.


The Server Room, 20:35pm


The server room door opening with the automated sound of bolts clanging opening to reveal a large room filled with at least three rows of servers, the whoosing sound of a sound of a large fan in the ceiling keeping the servers from overheating. And there sat at the centre of the room was a pretty young sentry dressed in a sky blue dress with short ash blonde hair. She was working at a computer terminal monitoring the servers. "Lieutenant?" she said glancing briefly over her shoulder for a second. "The servers are still running at a hundred percent running at 500 tbps. And no new intrusions detected." Chloe smiled walking up behind the girl, patting her shoulders. "You're working too hard." She said with an evil grin, quickly placing one hand behind the woman's head then the other cupping her chin twisting savagely to the right. Hearing the satisfying snapping of bone, Chloe took the guards dead weight under her shoulders and pulled her off the chair dragging her behind a row of servers. Then taking the empty seat, she took out the USB dongle inserting it into an open socket and began the virus upload.


Chloe knew that once the upload was complete, not only would Interpol seize Krishenkov's assets but also dispatch a multinational strike force to capture or kill the madman, since his network was exposed to detection. She had roughly an hour to escape. It mattered not to her if he was caught or killed, only her payslip mattered. It took only took five minutes to complete the download. Seeing the spinning K logo replaced by Interpol's brought no small amount to relief to the young mercenary as she watched Krishenkov's assets drop from $6 Billion Dollars to a single paltry $0, all transferred to Interpol's account. Laughing in triumph, Chloe took out the dongle but then heard a large shrill klaxon sound followed by the clanging of bolts behind her "Alert! Alert! Server breach! All units to server room 1A, immediately!" Came the drab monotone female monotone over the tannoy as Krishenkov's face appeared on the monitor in front of her.



"I don't know who you are little Merc but you have chosen the wrong side of history in breaking into my stronghold. It doesn't matter what you have done, girl. Soon you and the rest of the free world will know the strength of my resolve." He said clenching his fist. With that Chloe heard the venting of gas into the room and begun to cough. "As for you, Ms Tanaka. I will deal with you once I have dealt with Interpol. Perhaps we can came to an arrangement. It be a shame to lose a pretty resourceful woman like yourself...goodnight my dear. I will see you soon." Ignoring the condescending voice of the crazed general, Chloe desperately banged on the door but to no avail then feeling the caress of the gas on her lungs, the mercenary lost consciousness. The last sensation she felt was the ground rushing up to meet her, then her whole world turned dark.


Mount Narodnaya Missile Complex, Sick Bay, 21:35pm


Blinking her eyes open, Chloe let out a deep breath taking in her surroundings. She was in a large room with concrete walls and beds spread all around the bleeping of an ECG monitor informed her she was in a sick bay. Trying to rise she found herself strapped down and wearing only a patients bib, slumping back into the hard mattress that did her back no favours Chloe rolled her eyes, angry at herself. Seriously Chloe. You've gone and gotten yourself captured, brilliant. You should have seen this coming. No matter, I need to get out of here before the calvary arrives or I'am not getting paid and that's not on today's agenda. First things first, I need a change of clothes. Ugh! Where's Lexi when I need her... Suddenly, Chloe saw a feminine shape beyond the frosted door. Looks like my lucks in... Quickly closing her eyes, Chloe feigned sleep as the door to the sick bay opened.



Nurse Anna Pavlyachenko entered the room containing her sole patient, a mercenary who had the nerve to infiltrate the base and was now responsible for the chaos throughout the base as Krishenkov mobilised them to prepare for the coming assault by the authorities. He had ordered his private train to be prepared for his escape and for the prisoner to be moved onboard. Pushing in the wheelchair, Anna set it to one side then took out a torch from her uniform pocket. She was a looker with slightly squared features, rounded cheekbones and big blue eyes underneath horn rimmed glasses. Her honey blonde hair tied into a smart bun under her white nurses cap, which matched her uniform dress over which was a green apron and black over the knee boots with matching gloves. Approaching the prisoner, Anna flicked opened the asian girls eyes flashing her torch.


Such a pretty little thing. To look at her you wouldn't thing that she's a killer and already has got three of us, stripping them to boot. Shuddering slightly, Nurse Anna pocketed her torch before loosening the straps holding down the mercenaries right arm at the wrist. She didn't she the girl's eyes flash open but registered the hand that had gripped her throat. Anna choked has the assassin squeezed tighter and tighter, her eyes filled with rage. Feeling her legs buckle and seeing tiny spots in her vision, the young nurse desperately tried to pull the woman off but her efforts where futile. The mercenaries wrist flicked snapping Anna's neck with a loud crack. Letting out a low death rattle, Anna Pavlyachenko slumped in Chloe's grip arms falling limply at her sides.


Releasing her grip and letting the pretty dead nurse drop to the floor like a stone, Chloe worked to undue her other straps then slid off the bed landing by the nurses corpse. With a sneer of rage, the mercenary tore off her patients bib then scooped up the nurses body draping her over the bed on her back. "Right, time to get you naked you silly little bitch. I need something to wear." First she removed the woman's hat, gloves and pulled off her boots one leg at a time. "Strange choice for a nurse but Krishenkov is a strange man. Not that I'am complaining." Chloe remarked as she rolled the dead nurse onto her side untying her apron before slipping the it off her body. Rolling the nurse onto her back, Chloe unbuttoned the uniform dress pulling the woman's dead weight into a seated position then peeling the garment down her petite body letting the body flop back down onto the bed. "Cute undies, nurse. I don't mind if I do..." Chloe quipped unhooking her white lace plunge bra from the front, folding it open to reveal beautifully formed B-cup breasts with dark pink circular areolas. After snapping on the bra, Chloe whipped off the matching lace thong from between the nurses legs in one quick motion admiring a small trimmed pink vagina crowned with a triangle of honey blonde hair.


Once she had finished getting dressed in the nurses uniform, Chloe took off the woman's glasses closing the pretty blue eyes then poked out the glass before putting them on. Then she wrapped up the nurses naked body in the bed sheets, kicking the torn remains of her hospital bib under the cot. "Right, now to the station. I need to get out before the calvary bring down the mountain on my head." Feeling the ceiling shake from bomb impacts, Chloe quickly left the sick bay backtracking towards the station.


Mount Narodnaya Train Station 21:45pm


It was complete pandemonium has the girls of Krishenkov's army responded to the attack on their base, rushing this way and that to contain the breaches. According to the snippets Chloe had heard from the radios of the women, elements of the British SAS, German GSG-9, American Delta Force and France's GIGN were penetrating deep into the base sweeping all before them. The remaining women of Krishenkov's Army were holding the train station in a rearguard action to make sure that their beloved leader could make his escape. Well he's not getting on that train, I'am. Come on Chloe, pick up the place or this will become your tomb. Rushing towards the barricade, she held up her hands. "Stop! I'am from medical! Don't shoot, please!" Two soldiers, one green clad NCO the other an elite officer lowered their rifles. "Come on! Get on the train! The general should be here soon!" The redheaded elite guard said directing her to the waiting train. Not standing on ceremony, Chloe quickly boarded the train making her way to the cockpit.


Krishenkov's Armoured Train Cockpit


Chloe found the cockpit occupied by a single pretty ash brown guard dressed in the light blue dress sat at a control terminal, her back to her. "What are you doing up here, nurse? You should be back there in the rear compartments with the other non combatants." The girl said turning to glance at Chloe as she entered. "A little change of plan, babe."'The mercenary smirked reaching around the seat grasping the guards neck breaking the vertebrae with one casual flick. Not waiting to hear the woman's strangled cry of betrayal, Chloe yanked the dying woman out of the chair before jumping into her seat. Scanning the control column, she first looked for the button to uncouple the engine from the cars. "It's a good job I can read russian..." She remarked pressing a large red button to the left of the dashboard, then pressing two small buttons to the right to start up the engine. "Time to blow this giant snow cone!" Seeing the large silver lever at the centre, she pushed it to 75% of throttle speed." Feeling the tug behind her navel, Chloe was forced back into her seat as the train shot out from the tunnel. And not a moment too soon as an explosion from behind collapsed the tunnel mouth.


Letting out a sigh of relief at her close shave, Chloe relaxed into her chair watching the snow rush past the glass canopy like hundreds of shooting stars the headlamps lighting the way through the pitch black gloom. She reasoned that she should get off at Aranets retrieve her gear before hopping on her snowmobile to get back to civilisation. It's a shame I lost my garrote but at least i have spares, besides I get another uniform to add to my collection and have one hell of a story to tell Lexi when I see her again. Chloe glanced down at the body at her feet. "Make that two uniforms. I'am sure you wouldn't mind if i took yours honey?" She asked the pretty corpse, chuckling. "I take that as a yes then? It's not you'll be needing it." Folding her hands behind her head and propping her feet on the dead girls pert ass, Chloe shook her head knowing that it would be cold day in hell before she accepted another contract from law enforcement.

[meditions142]

As you of course know, I am generally prefer the non-lethal stories. However, I have to say I can appreciate Chloe's skills and efficiency.

I particularly liked her taking out the guard in the server room. Love the concept of the guard engrossed in her duties of monitoring the computer system that she only glances over her shoulder and therefore doesn't notice Chloe is an intruder and not her superior officer. Then love the scene: "Chloe smiled walking up behind the girl, patting her shoulders. "You're working too hard."" Great comment. Then with skilled speed she simply and easily snaps the woman's neck. Then a perfectly described scene "Chloe took the guards dead weight under her shoulders and pulled her off the chair dragging her behind a row of servers." Great dragging away scene.

Also liked her attack on the nurse. Chloe is so good all it took was a flick of the wrist.

Again, not usually a lethal fan but I have to say this was an intriguing story.

[Stormtrooper1990]

As you of course know, I am generally prefer the non-lethal stories. However, I have to say I can appreciate Chloe's skills and efficiency.

I particularly liked her taking out the guard in the server room. Love the concept of the guard engrossed in her duties of monitoring the computer system that she only glances over her shoulder and therefore doesn't notice Chloe is an intruder and not her superior officer. Then love the scene: "Chloe smiled walking up behind the girl, patting her shoulders. "You're working too hard."" Great comment. Then with skilled speed she simply and easily snaps the woman's neck. Then a perfectly described scene "Chloe took the guards dead weight under her shoulders and pulled her off the chair dragging her behind a row of servers." Great dragging away scene.

Also liked her attack on the nurse. Chloe is so good all it took was a flick of the wrist.

Again, not usually a lethal fan but I have to say this was an intriguing story.

Thanks, I'am glad you liked liked Chloe's skills and brutal efficiency.

You know how much I like my distracted guards and this scene was once again inspired by Night Agent. That scene itself was just perfection when it came to the distracted woman trope. Unfortunately for this nameless guard, she was less lucky then the woman in that particular clip. And you can't beat a good dragging away scene, I generally prefer the ankle drag myself but the under the shoulders is still pretty sexy.


Indeed, that scene with Anna the nurse was inspired by the scene in the Counterstrike episode "Muerte" which is one of my favourite USB scenes for its detail and set up. Just like that clip, the nurse mistakenly believes that the assassin is still in sleepyland and makes the stupid decision to loosen the straps which seals her fate. The only difference being the nurse in Counterstrike had her throat crushed where Anna had her neck snapped with a simple twist of the wrist.

It just goes to show that Chloe being a former ninja is a deadly and skilled infiltrator, who can eliminate her targets with both skill and efficiency while remaining detached.


Thanks again for enjoying the story, I really appreciate your compliments as always my friend.

[simon4343]

hi stormzy what night agent clip was that

[Stormtrooper1990]

hi stormzy what night agent clip was that

Hi Simon

You know the one where the assassin girl who's already disguised as an hotel maid and she reaches the cloakroom? There's a blonde staffer in there and she mistakes the assassin for a maid without looking at her and the assassin stuns her with a stun gun to her neck.

It's on the forum under the "Maids and Service Crews" section in the clips section. Meditions posted it and we've discussed just how perfect the scene is in terms of the distracted woman trope. The only thing missing is the uniform steal.

[meditions142]

You know how much I like my distracted guards and this scene was once again inspired by Night Agent. That scene itself was just perfection when it came to the distracted woman trope. Unfortunately for this nameless guard, she was less lucky then the woman in that particular clip. And you can't beat a good dragging away scene, I generally prefer the ankle drag myself but the under the shoulders is still pretty sexy.


Indeed, that scene with Anna the nurse was inspired by the scene in the Counterstrike episode "Muerte" which is one of my favourite USB scenes for its detail and set up. Just like that clip, the nurse mistakenly believes that the assassin is still in sleepyland and makes the stupid decision to loosen the straps which seals her fate. The only difference being the nurse in Counterstrike had her throat crushed where Anna had her neck snapped with a simple twist of the wrist.

I definitely noticed the inspiration coming from both Night Agent and Counterstrike.

And so glad to see the "distracted woman" trope. It is such a fun concept of see a woman either wrapped up in her work or perhaps distracted by her phone making herself an easy target.

When it comes to dragging I do like the ankle drag but to me the perfect drag is the under the armpits!

[simon4343]

aww yes i remember cheers i recognised your counterstrike homage

[Stormtrooper1990]

aww yes i remember cheers i recognised your counterstrike homage

No.worries mate, I hope to see some USB in the second series but I won't hold my breath.

Yeah, such a wonderful scene even though the poor nurse ends up dead. So detailed even for a mainstream scene.