Missions of the Retrieval Team - Kilts in a Cage

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Scene 20

Factory Compound of General Ricos

Ms. Stork quickly gave us as much information as she could. Unfortunately, she only had a short time as she had to return to her role as Rosalina and return to the women’s barracks so the old woman could continue her duties.

I told her to be ready for our signal. Once the signal came, she and the team she had formed among the woman prisoners would carry out their part of the escape plan.

We men had divided ourselves into three teams. The first team, led by Grant and his men, would move immediately to the children’s barracks to free the children and get them away from danger. The second team, led by Panache, would head for the women’s barracks to free them and link up with Ms. Stork’s team. The rest of the men would come with me as we headed straight for the General’s headquarters.

First, though, we had to get out of our barracks, or the rest of the plans were meaningless.

The ploy we used was one of the oldest in the book. I got into one of the bunks and pretended to be unconscious. Macdoc bent over me as though he we attempting to revive me.

Jaime went to the door and beat on it to get the guards attention. He heard the lock being opened and stood back when the sergeant entered with his pistol drawn. The other two guards also entered the room with their rifles ready.

“We need a doctor,” said Jaime. He pointed to where I lay on the bunk. “He never regained consciousness and his heart seems to be getting weaker, his breathing erratic.”

The sergeant moved over to my bunk and poked me with the barrel of the gun. “Weak Gringo,” he said with contempt when I didn’t respond.

This was my opportunity and I had to act quickly. My hand shot out to grab the sergeant’s hand holding the pistol and twisted. As I did this, I spun up from the bunk and bent the sergeant’s arm behind his back, twisting the pistol from his hand. Simultaneously, Jamie and Macdoc grabbed the sergeant from each side. I quickly bent the sergeant’s head back and placed the barrel of the pistol under his chin.

The guards at the door quickly raised their rifles, but they couldn’t shoot without endangering the sergeant. They seemed unsure of what to do.

“Gentlemen,” I said in Spanish. “Allow me to introduce Big Mikey.”

The big man had hidden behind the door as it opened and stepped out behind the guards. When the guards heard him step out, they started to turn, but he grabbed their heads and smashed them together. They slumped to the floor.

I took the pistol away from the sergeant’s chin and hit him over the head. He too slumped to the floor.

James MacMillan and some other men quickly moved to bind the guards with strips of cloth torn from the mattresses.

“I can’t believe that worked,” said Dee.

“The simplest plans are often the best,” I said. “The enemy doesn’t expect to be outwitted in such a simple manner. Team 1, go!”

Big Mikey grabbed one of the rifles and tossed it to Grant. Their team slipped through the door on their way to the children’s barracks.

“Is this a good idea?” Jaime asked. “We’re putting the safety of our children in their hands.”

“Well,” I answered, “I wasn’t sure about Grant, but they need our help to get out of here, and I believe we can trust Mikey. But it’s too late to worry about that now. Take you team and go.”

Jaime grabbed the other rifle from the guard and led his team through the door.