Operation Red Harvest:- 1985 Phase Three Escape from Miami

[Stormtrooper1990]

Following Red Phantoms success in the operation to assassinate dissident Georgy Sarkhov, Central has given Irina and her team a new directive, they must relocate to Atlanta, Georgia. Their successes have brought the FBI to Miami, and it is time for the team to escape Miami. As always, Irina as a cunning plan...


" So you took out the girl, while she was in the shower humming "relax" by Frankie" Irina snuggled closely to her lover, Diana. " Yeah, upside down. With the garrote, I kept on thinking 'Don't look up, bitch. Don't look up.' She went down like a sack of potatoes." Diana let out a low whistle. " Damn, Irina I always knew you were dextrous but that sounds awesome." Irina kissed her passionately on the lips. " Come here, sweetheart. I will show how dexterous I can be." The two women, laughed as they lay naked intertwined on their bed in the Miami. It had been a couple of days since their mission to assassinate Sarkhov, and Irina felt contented in the arms of her lover, she had finally realised her love for Diana. They had made love three times in the night, keeping it quiet as they didn't want to keep the rest of the team awake, but for Irina it had been glorious. Irina caressed her lovers hip, eliciting soft groans of desire from Diana. " I have never been happier, serving the Motherland, with the woman I love by my side." Diana caressed her lovers cheek, but looked grave. " You know we have to keep this discreet, if Central found out you know what they could do. And there is the rest of the team." As if on cue, the door opened revealing Nancy, when she saw them together she smiled. " About time I say. You know the rest of the was running a pool on you, I know dreadfully capitalist, when you two would hook up." Irina sat up, bearing her breasts. " You mean you knew, about us." Nancy shook her head, laughing. " Really, you have known me for two years, and you think that I or the rest of us didn't notice the looks you shot each other." Diana shot her lover a glance, then they burst out laughing. When they had collected themselves, Irina flashed Nancy a smile. " So you have our backs, Nance?" She nodded smiling. " Of course, Raven. I and the rest of the team, we are your comrades and your sister's. Central won't be hearing about from us. You have our word." Irina could have kissed Nancy right there and then. " Thanks Nance. Assemble the team, it's time we left Miami behind." Nancy nodded. " You've got it. You know I could go for a peach right now." The three of them laughed as Nancy closed the door. Diana turned to her lover. " No rest for the wicked." She said as they got out of bed to get dressed.


As the assembled team met in the kitchen, Irina clapped her hands together. " It seems we have become the victims of our own success, first the cheerleaders and now the bodies we left at the beach. As you know Central as ordered us to relocate to Georgia, they wish to commit us to smaller unit actions. But first we need new identities and new clothes. Diana." She gestured to her lover to continue the briefing. Diana slid the group each a photograph of 5 young women, 2 brunettes 1 redhead and 2 blondes. " This is the Miami-Dade University quiz team, they are due to compete in the inter-university national quiz tournament in Atlanta. They will be on an Amtrak train to Atlanta tomorrow morning, car 3 compartment 5. And they are our way out." She turned to Irina. " Our mission is kill the team on the train, take their clothes, tickets and faces. We dump the bodies while the train is in motion, they won't be able to find them for a while." Kelly stuck her hand up. " Is a full strip or down to their underwear?" Irina nodded to her. " Just down to their underwear, Kelly. We don't need everything this time." Kelly smiled as Irina continued. " So here is the plan, while you guys sneak aboard the train and hide in the baggage compartment, I will kill a conductor and take her uniform. With it I will lure the girls into the baggage compartment, together we garrote them, strip them, take their faces and dump them off the train." Anymore questions?" Irina glanced around the table. The team gave murmurs of assent. " Ok. Let's get everything packed and this place scrubbed clean. We were never here." As the rest of the team filed out, Irina walked to her lover and gently squeezed her hand.


Irina hung around the terminal, pretending to read a copy of vogue as she scanned the crowd for the train conducted. By know the team, would have hidden themselves in the baggage compartment. After 5 minutes she spotted the female conductor from the Amtrak train to Georgia, peeking over the cover of her magazine, Irina appraised her. She was a looker with short blonde hair, cut into a pixie cut under her conductors hat, with high cheekbones, narrow blue eyes and a rounded face. Her uniform consisted of a matching black waistcoat, with her name badge on her right breast which read "P Gregory", and skirt which came below her knee. Under which she wore a long sleeve white shirt, with a large red bow with train patterns clipped to her throat, her ticketing machine looped over head,dangling in front of her chest. A pair of strapped heels on her feet completed her look. The woman was on her way to the women's bathroom. Smiling Irina placed her magazine on the bench, looped her mask kit over her shoulder and followed her into the toilet. Locking the door behind her, Irina got into the cubicle next to the conductor, climbing onto the toilet bowl readying her garrotte.


Phyllis Gregory was 25, she been working for Amtrak as a conductor for the past five years. And she could not imagine doing anything else, she got to meet interesting people and travel the length of America, who could ask for more. As she finished her business, cleaned herself and pulled up her white floral scanty shorts, Phyllis felt the faint sensation of a wire being looped around her throat and being hoistered into the hair, before she could cry out, a quick tug crushed her throat. She hung there half naked, as the life left her body.


Irina, using the garrote, lowered the behalf naked corpse of the conductor onto the toilet bowl. When she was finished, Irina unwound the garrote from around the conductors throat, and jumped into the cubicle occupied by the dead woman. After she stripped off her clothes, Irina began to strip the dead woman. She removed the hat from her head, unlooped the ticket machine over her head. She also removed her earrings, putting them on. Irina unpinned the bow tie and unbuttoned the waistcoat slipping it off the dead woman's shoulders, followed by her long sleeve shirt, which revealed a matching white floral bra, covering her well rounded C-cup breasts. Irina removed the dead conductors heels, slipping them on, then finished getting dressed in the dead conductors uniform, placing the hat on her head. Irina took out her mask kit, and made a perfect mask of the conductor's face. After she affixed the mask onto her face, Irina looped the ticket machine over her head, along with the mask kit, then climbed out of the cubicle. Leaving the conductor's underwear clad corpse sitting on the bowl, Irina retrieved an "Out of Order" sign from the attendants cupboard, and placed it on the toilet door as she left. Irina walked out of the terminal, onto the platform and climbed abroad the train. After five minutes she heard the station masters whistle, and a sudden lurch as the train left the station.


It had been 30 minutes since then train had left Miami, and Emma Simmonds had settled down to a 3 hour train journey to Miami, with the rest of her quiz team. At 21, she may have been young but she was the captain of her quiz team. She had curly black shoulder length hair, with shallow cheekbones, pale blue eyes and a heart-shaped face. She was dressed today in a plain pink long sleeve, with high waisted blue denim jeans, belted at the waist with a brown leather belt and red laced sneakers on her feet, under which she wore a matching set of pink bra and panties. Next to her was Shelby Cooper who was 20, and a real quizbrain. She had her long light brown hair done up in a high ponytail at the back of her head. Brains was not then only thing she possessed. Shelby had angular cheekbones with a slightly sqaured chin and almond shaped brown hair, she was wearing a blue long sleeve jumper with lace collar with a blue, green and white diamond patterned skirt that came below the knees with brown coloured pumps on her feet. Across from her with her head in a book was Brittany Talbot, a 22 year old auburn haired beauty with shoulder length hair. Her rounded face, sculpted cheekbones soft features and teal coloured eyes, were a winner with the boys and the girls. She was dressed in a maroon jumper with high waisted belted yellow slacks and tan heels on her feet. Emma glanced over to the two blonde sisters, Louise and Barbara Barrett. They were twins both 21 but not identical. Louise had slightly darker ash blonde hair done up in a small bun, a pair of wire frame sqaured glasses perched on her high cheekbones, covered her hazel eyes. She had an angular face compared to her sisters shallower cheekbones and slender face. Barbara's blonde hair was long and honey coloured. Louise was dressed in a plain blue dress, belted at the waist with matching pumps, large necklace with a forearm ring on her left arm. Barbara was wearing a lighter blue belted dress, and large bangle on her left wrist. She also wore the same necklace as her sister, along with the same blue handbags.


As Emma stretched out on her seat, a dark haired conductor entered the compartment. As she collected their tickets, she looked at Emma. " If you 5 could come with me please? There as been a slight problem with your baggage in then rear compartment. All it's all over the place and the attendant sent me to come fetch you. We would hate it if you lost anything important." Emma sighed. " God damn baggage handlers, just like New Orleans. Alright thanks. Miss lead the way. The conductor smiled as she opened the door and lead them towards the baggage compartment. It took five minutes, to enter the compartment. The conductor kindly opened the door for them. As they entered the baggage compartment, they could see there was no mess. " Hey what's the big--" before Emma could complete her sentence, five wires were looped around their necks in unison, and their throats were crushed simultaneously with five sharp tugs.


" Americans, far too trusting. And they call themselves a superpower." Said Irina as the team lowered the Corpses of the five students to the ground. " Diana lent in and passionately kissed her. " Welcome back, my love." She said as they pulled out, causing smiles to spread amongst the team. " Ok, let's get them stripped and off the train. The Red Phantom team, stripped down to their underwear, then knelt by the dead women and begun to strip them. Irina started by unlacing the girls trainers, removing them and her pink socks from her feet. Then flicking the girl's arms up, pulled off her pink top, revealing a solid pink bra covering her C-cup breasts. Unbelting the girl's jeans, Irina worked the blue jeans off the girls' hips and peeled them down her long divine legs, and off her body, leaving the dead girl wearing only a matching set of pink bra and panties. She then removed her watch and jewellery. When the group was finished dressing in the dead students clothes, they took out their mask kits and copied the faces of then dead women. As Irina affixed hair mask she appraised their victims. The brown haired brunette, her hair now loose around her shoulders, was wearing a blue pastel vest with matching briefs, while the red head, that Nancy had stripped was wearing a matching lace lilac bra, her B-cup nipples peaking through the thin fabric, with matching scanty panties. The two blondes who were evidently sisters, one wore a strapless white lace bra with matching panties, while her lighter sister had gone braless, her well rounded C-cup breasts with light pink rounded areolas exposed for all to see, the only thing protecting her modesty was a a pair of red silk scanty panties. When they had finished affixing their masked, Diana opened the baggage compartment door, the air rushing in as countryside rolled past them. " Ok, guys, pick one and toss her over." Irina said as she and Diana picked up the dark haired brunette and threw her underwear clad corpse from the train. Between them, it took five minutes for the team to toss the underwear clad corpses from the train, along with their clothes and Irina's conductor disguise. When they were finished, Diana closed the compartment door and locked it. " That dark blue dress suits you better, then it did her, love." Smiled Irina as she approached her lover. Diana put an hand in her hip, smiling suggestively. " I don't know, that pink really brings out your complexion. She said as they came together, and passionately kissed. As they pulled out, the rest of the group laughed as they left the baggage compartment.



The group, sat in the compartment that once belonged to the former students. For a time they acted the part of a quiz team, even taking it in turns to ask each other questions. For Irina the rest of the three hour journey, passed smoothly as the group laughed told jokes and played quizzes. Learning to adapt to their new personas. Irina and Diana touched shoulders, as they rested their heads together. When they arrived in Atlanta, they retrieved the dead students luggage and approached their contact, a young woman dressed in a ban the bomb t-shirt and high waisted shorts. " In Red Square the Red flag flies." Irina whispered the challenge phrase. The Young woman smiled. " In Washington the stars and Stripes fall." Came the counter. She handed Irina a map of the city. " The address and keys to safehouse. There is a car, black sedan, fully fuelled in the carpark." She slipped the keys in Irina's stolen trouser pocket. " Good, luck. Comrade sisters." With that she left swiftly. They left the terminal, finding their car, the group stashed their stolen luggage in the car and got in. Irina turned on the ignition and pulled out of the car park.


With the radio bearing out. " Eye of the tiger." Irina glanced around the city, as she drove towards the safehouse, she smiled then looked at Diana and the rest of Red Phantom, wondering what mischief they could cause here in this symbol of American decidance.

[pc305435632]

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I think "Shadaloo Dolls" is also a good theme.
https://streetfighter.fandom.com/wiki/The_Dolls
https://www.deviantart.com/robaato/art/ ... -429550467
In the comics, they used to impersonate flight attendants and secretaries.
flight attendants：
https://www.dm5.com/m41250/#ipg11
secretaries：
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[Stormtrooper1990]

https://www.deviantart.com/panpanchench ... -776040689
https://www.deviantart.com/panpanchench ... -707366704
https://www.deviantart.com/panpanchench ... -732313418

I think "Shadaloo Dolls" is also a good theme.
https://streetfighter.fandom.com/wiki/The_Dolls
https://www.deviantart.com/robaato/art/ ... -429550467
In the comics, they used to impersonate flight attendants and secretaries.
flight attendants：
https://www.dm5.com/m41250/#ipg11
secretaries：
https://www.deviantart.com/panpanchench ... -732314687

I'am glad you like the story Panpan.

Thanks for the inspiration.

Maybe that's a way for out soviet agents, to escape to Russia. Eliminate a crew of flight attendants. Take their faces and clothes and fly back to Moscow

[pc305435632]

I'am glad you like the story Panpan.

Thanks for the inspiration.

Maybe that's a way for out soviet agents, to escape to Russia. Eliminate a crew of flight attendants. Take their faces and clothes and fly back to Moscow

Returning directly to Moscow as a flight attendant sounds unreasonable.

I think it should be used on domestic trips in the United States, such as flying from Washington to California.

Or fly to West Germany,
Then get a bus/car to East Germany.
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[pc305435632]

Fly to West Germany pretending to be American stewardess.

East and West Germany are having sports competitions.

The women's volleyball team from East Germany came to West Germany to compete.

After the game, the volleyball team will take a bus back to East Germany.

The Soviet spy team strangled them and pretended to be them.

News headline: "The East German women's volleyball team was found murdered in West Germany. This must have been done by the CIA."

[Mr. Peaky Blinder]

A boot wearing Russian policewoman would be nice too. Chloroform her, use her uniform to steal a load of records or identities of Soviet agents, around the globe. Plant her fingerprints and get her found back in her uniform about to be framed. Just a thought.

[Mr. Peaky Blinder]

Or the police uniform could be used to gain access the volleyball team.

[pc305435632]

Or the police uniform could be used to gain access the volleyball team.

reporters and photographers ID could be used to gain access the volleyball team.
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