Agents Of C.R.U.S.H.
Archie Fan -  betty_cooper72@yahoo.ca 
A Sequel to Terror in Riverdale, C.R.U.S.H is deployed overseas


This story was written as a commission a while back before I posted it here

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Senior Special Agent Chic Cooper was at the newly built C.R.U.S.H.
headquarters. The recently formed Combat Ready Unit Supporting the Homeland
had been formed to fight terrorism. One of their first operations had been to
capture Rizwan and Tashfeen Farook, a husband and wife terrorist team who were
smuggling weapons into America for sleeper cells. They had been stopped the
delivery and also managed to eliminate the sleeper cell along with Rizwan and
Tashfeen. Thanks to the success C.R.U.S.H. had been given further funding,
although as a black ops group it was all off the books.

The C.R.U.S.H. headquarters were located in the inconspicuous small town of
Riverdale. The quaint small east coast town was located in New Jersey just a
hour and a half south of New York. It had been chosen for varying reasons, one
of which was that the Farook's had been captured in Riverdale and also since
the citizen of the town seemed to be oblivious to the goings on which would
make it easier for the black ops group to hide in plain sight. It was also the
home town for the organization's commander Chic Cooper who had previously
served in the DHS before being chosen to run C.R.U.S.H.

Chic was with his second in command Sharry. Sharry was a former field
operative with the CIA who had been on several deep cover operations in
Europe. She'd been transferred to C.R.U.S.H. after her identity had been
compromised during a mission to Belarus.

The two of them were heading to a conference room where three of their newest
agents were. Chic opened the door and went in first. Seated in the room were
three young women all just barely out of high school. Chic knew who they were
as he had personally recruited them, and they had all been classmates of his
sister Betty.

The first of them was Sheila Wu. Sheila was of mixed Asian descent, part
Chinese and part Vietnamese. She had long black hair with pink highlights. The
second was Bobbi Suarez. Bobbi was a Hispanic girl with her lineage coming
from Cuba. She had brown hair that she wore up in a bun and green eyes. The
third girl was Tina Patel. Tina was the daughter of immigrant from India,
which long dark hair. All three of them were wearing matching black skin tight
bodysuits which were identical to the one that Sharry wore as well.

"Hello Agents," Chic greeted them.

"Hello Commander Cooper, Senior Agent Sharry," the three of them responded in
unison.

"Well let's get down to business ladies," Chic said. "We're being deployed on
our first overseas mission."

"Who are we going up against?" Sheila asked.

"We're being deployed directly against ISIS," Sharry answered.

All three of the new agents perked up at this news.

"We're being deployed to ISIS' new base of operations in Syria, Mayadin." Chic
announced. "We've been authorized to use any force necessary to ensure the
threat is ended. We're to fly to the airbase in Turkey today and then we will
strike at night."

"What's the main target Commander?" Bobbi inquired.

"Any and all ISIS forces within the city are to be neutralized," Chic replied.

"And what about any civilians or prisoners?" Tina asked.

"Standard C.R.U.S.H. protocol applies," Sharry replied.

The three girls all smiled and nodded, they were all eager to start their
first mission with C.R.U.S.H.

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Incirilik Air Base, Turkey...

Members of the 39th Air Base Wing's maintenance group were busy at work
modifying a C-17 Globemaster transport aircraft. They had received directions
to modify the cargo jet for a top secret mission; however they had not been
told what that mission was just what needed to be done to prepare the plane
for the mission.

They had equipped the plane with extra fuel tanks to give it more range and
increased its missile defense systems with more flares and chaff to defend
against heat seeking and radar guided missiles respectively. They had also
installed communications equipment normally used on an airborne early warning
and control aircraft like an E-3 Sentry.

The maintenance team had been working non-stop since yesterday. They were just
completing their work when a small government-marked plane landed at the
airbase and taxied over to the hanger where they were working. The air stairs
on the newly arrived aircraft were lowered and four women and a man
disembarked.

The man looked around and then made his way over towards the C-17.

"Who's in charge?" he asked.

"That would be me," the staff sergeant replied.

The man who seemed to be mid-twenties with short blonde hair gave a salute and
then handed a sheet of paper to the staff sergeant.

"Is the work on the plane complete?" the man asked.

"Yes we're just finishing up. We just have a few do some inspections to ensure
everything is good... uh..." the staff sergeant looked down at the sheet of
paper. "Mister Cooper."

"It's Commander Cooper," Chic corrected him. "Now how long will that take?"

"Maybe fifteen minutes," the staff sergeant replied.

"Good, while that's being done you can get the plane fuelled up," Chic
replied.

"You won't mind if my colleagues board the plane now?"

The staff sergeant looked at the four women with Chic. Three of them looked
like they were barely out of high school while the fourth, a red-head, looked
more like an actress or a super model. It made the staff sergeant curious as
to just what sort of mission this plane was going to be used for.

"Sergeant?" Chic asked when he didn't get a reply.

"Oh, uh yes, they can go on board," the staff sergeant replied. "Everything we
need to check is on the outside anyway."

"Good," Chic said and then he turned to his colleagues. "Sharry I'm going to
find out pilots, you and the others get yourselves acquainted with the
aircraft."

The four women boarded the plane while Chic left for the pilots' barracks
which was nearby. The maintenance crew were all either confused or intrigued
by the women's appearance. It made the work they had done on the C-17 all the
more mysterious since none of them had the slightest inkling as to what the
mission they were going on would entail.

For their part, Sharry, Sheila, Bobbi and Tina said nothing to each other or
the maintenance crew. Instead they simply made their way through the aircraft,
looking around closely at the equipment that the maintenance team had
installed, ignoring the curious glances of some of the maintenance workers.
Not long after Chic returned with two pilots. The inspection of the plane was
completed and she was deemed ready to fly. The plane finished fuelling and
then was rolled out of the hanger by a tractor. Once on the tarmac the engines
were started up and the big jet slowly taxied to the edge of the runway. Up in
the cockpit Chic was giving the pilots a quick briefing on their mission.

"We're taking off and climbing all the way to 45,000 feet before heading to
the Syrian city of Mayadin," Chic told them

"Mayadin, but that's deep in ISIS territory," the pilot, Captain Jones as his
uniform indicated, noted.

"Yes it is," Chic agreed not wanting to tell the pilot of the mission. "Once
we're at Mayadin I want you to enter a slow wide circular holding pattern,
remaining at 45,000 feet. That should keep you well above most of the
anti-aircraft defences that ISIS forces have. For anything else the missile
defence systems on this plane have been upgraded just for that."

"So what exactly will we be doing while in this holding pattern," the
co-pilot, Captain Valdez, inquired.

"That is classified," Chic replied. "Just know that you are doing a great
service in bringing about the end of ISIS by flying this mission."

The two pilots were both confused as to how flying a cargo aircraft in a big
circle over a heavily fortified enemy city would help bring about an end to
this terrorist organization, but they also had orders to do as Chic instructed
them. They finished taxing to the runway and radioed the tower to let them
know they were ready to take off. Once the tower gave them permission to take
off the pilots throttled up the engines and the big cargo jet rumbled down the
runway, gaining speeds before it lifted off into the air and began climbing in
a slow banking left hand turn.

Once they had reached 45,000 feet, which was about the operational limit of
the C-17, they put in a heading for Mayadin.

"So how long till we reach Mayadin?" Chic asked the pilots.

"About an hour," Captain Jones replied.

"Okay, I'll be back after I brief my agents," Chic said.

He left the cockpit closing the door behind him.

"Do you think he's CIA or something?" Captain Valdez as Captain Jones after
Chic had left.

"No, I've dealt with spooks before," Captain Jones replied using the common
military vernacular to CIA agents. "This seems more like a mercenary group, or
military contractor if you want to be politically correct."

"Jeez, I wonder what the mission is," Captain Valdez commented.

Back in the cargo hold Sharry had a recent satellite image of Mayadin spread
out on a table and she and the others were standing around examining it. Chic
approached them.

"We've identified several various weapons emplacements," Sharry reported.
"It's mostly dug-in artillery pieces but we have found a few anti-aircraft
missile emplacements."

She pointed at various spots on the map. Chic looked at the map himself and
nodded.

"So Mayadin had a population of around 44,000 before the conflict started.
Obviously with all the fighting and people fleeing it's hard to say what the
current population is." Chic said. "But odds are that everyone left are all
loyal to ISIS."

Chic then took out a red marker.

"So you're each going to be dropping separately. Sheila you'll be first, I
want you to drop here," Chic said as he wrote a number 1 on the map. "Your
first task will be to neutralize the anti-aircraft defense in the area. After
that make your way to the center of town taking out any targets you find. Any
questions?"

"This looks like a mosque here," Sheila said pointing at a building near her
drop zone. "What would you like me to do with it?"

"That's likely an ISIS base so destroy it," Sharry answered.

Chic wrote a number two on the map, it was near the river that the town lay
next to.

"Bobbi, you're going to be dropping around here," Chic stated. "There are a
few artillery emplacements along the river and I want you to take them out,
but I also want you to destroy the pumping station that supplies water to the
city."

"That should probably send at least some ISIS forces to investigate," Bobbi
said with a nod. "Make them come to me rather than me having to seek them
out." Chic nodded in agreement. He then wrote a 3 on the map.

"Tina you're going to be dropping in this area. Once you've neutralized any
weapon emplacements I want you to investigate this hospital," Chic said
pointing at a structure. "I have serious doubts that it is being used solely
as a hospital."

"What do you think it's being used for?" Tina asked.

"There have been rumours that ISIS is attempting to manufacture chemical
weapons, and the hospital would be one of the best places to do so," Chic
replied. "If it is then obviously you need to put a stop to it."

"Understood," Tina said.

Chic then wrote a 4 on the map.

"And Sharry this will be your drop point," Chic said. "Also if the ISIS
leadership tries to flee it will mostly likely be along this route."

He traced his finger along a road leading out of the town.

"Don't worry, nobody will be leaving the city," Sharry promised him.

"Okay good," Chic said happily. "Well we've still got quite a bit of time
before we're over Mayadin. Study your drop areas and get ready."

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One hour later...

Chic entered the cockpit once again and closed the door tightly behind him. He
then reached and grabbed an oxygen mask and put it on.

"You guys might want to put yours on too," Chic said to the pilots.

"What?" Captain Jones asked.

Suddenly an alarm sounded in the cockpit to indicate that the rear ramp was
being opened. It was followed instantly by a rush of air out of the cockpit
and both pilots fumbled to quickly put on their masks.

"What the hell is going on?" Captain Valdez asked.

"My agents are preparing to drop down into Mayadin," Chic replied calmly. "Now
just keep flying the plane as directed."

In the cargo bay the four women were standing at the end of the ramp holding
on tightly to a bar to stop from themselves from flying out of the plane to
early. Soon one by one they each ran to the end of the ramp and leapt off.
Their bodysuits had small fins in the armpits that allowed them to control
their descents somewhat as they fell towards their designated drop points in
Mayadin. However none of them wore a parachute.

Sharry was the last to jump out and once she had the ramp of the aircraft
raised back up and pressurization was soon restored and the aircraft continued
along its way.

As the four agents reached about 20,000 feet they pulled on a special cord on
their belts. The cord caused their body suits to come apart in over a dozen
pieces which quickly fluttered off into the night sky leaving them naked. No
longer contained within the special bodysuits the women's bodies began to grow
and expand. Massive muscles bulged into existence all over, their breasts
expanded like balloons, their limbs lengthened and stretched as they fell
towards the ground. Soon all of them were about nine feet tall and covered
with nearly a ton of muscle each.

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Sheila grinned as she fell head-first towards the ground. Mayadin below her
was mostly dark with just a few lights in the city. However with her enhanced
vision Sheila could easily make out the anti-aircraft missile launched below.
She quickly identified it as an older Soviet Model SA-3. The twin missile
launcher was mounted on the back of a truck and she could see that it was not
currently being used and she intended to keep it that way.

Sheila tucked her huge arms at her side, trying to make her massive bulky body
as aerodynamic as possible as she streaked towards the ground at speeds
nearing the speed of sound. At the last possible moment Sheila spun her body
so she was falling feet first. Her feet slammed into the ground with such
forces that the ground rippled and caved beneath her feet.

The missile launcher which was just a couple of feet away from where she
landed, was thrown into the air. A nearby shack was obliterated by the
resulting shockwave of Sheila's impact with the ground. The missile launcher
came crashing back down and the two missiles both detonated in a loud
explosion. Bits of shrapnel from the explosion struck Sheila but it simply
bounced off of her impenetrable skin. Sheila then heard shouts in Arabic and a
moment later four ISIS soldiers appeared looking to see what had happened.
When they saw Sheila they shouted something Sheila didn't understand and then
opened fire.

Sheila simply chuckled as the bullets from their assault rifles simply struck
her skin and fell to the ground. The sound of all the falling bullets was
almost musical. However Sheila knew she didn't have time to stand around and
listen to tinkling of bullets.

Sheila raised her arms and flexed powerful, her huge biceps each bigger than a
grown man. With a roar she charged at the four soldiers who simply stood
either too terrified or in utter disbelief at the massive naked Asian girl
bounding towards them.

Sheila closed the space between them in just five massive footsteps, each step
causing the ground to shake ever so slightly. Sheila drew her arm back and
punched the nearest man, her fist moving so fast it was a blur. Her gigantic
fist connected solidly with the side of his skull, the force causing his head
to instantly cave in on one side and causing his brains, eyeballs, teeth and
even his tongue flying in all directions.

The second soldier turned to run but Sheila smashed her other fist down onto
his back. The soldier pancaked against the ground with as much force as if he
had just fallen from a thirty storey building as his body almost went flat and
blood sprayed everywhere.

The third soldier fired the few bullets remaining in his gun, but even at
point blank range they were unable to even cause a scratch to Sheila. Sheila
snatched the weapon and then bending it like it was a piece of rope, wrapped
it around the soldier's neck and strangled him with it. The soldier
desperately tried to stop the mangled weapon from being pulled tighter but he
was no match for Sheila's superior strength. Sheila let go and the soldier
fell to the ground slowly suffocating to death.

The last solider looked up at Sheila who towered over him, her hands on her
hips. He then shouted something at her in Arabic which sounded like a curse,
but Sheila wasn't sure. Sheila simply snatched the soldier up in a bear hug
and squeezed him against her massive breasts. The solider struggled and
squirmed but it was like being trapped in a garbage compactor. One by one his
bones cracked and broke. Limbs were torn from their sockets with a sickening
pop and all the while the soldier's screams were muffled by Sheila's huge
breasts. Finally Sheila gave one last squeeze and the soldier went silent. She
then let go and his ground up remains spilled to the ground at her feet.

Sheila then raised a hand to her ear and activated her communications unit.

"Agent Wu here," she said. "Drop zone is clear and anti-aircraft battery has
been neutralized, proceeding to the next target."

"Copy that Agent Wu," Chic responded.

Sheila turned in the direction of the mosque that was located near her drop
point; she could hear more shouts in Arabic from nearby and she knew that more
fun was to come.

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As Bobbi plummeted towards the ground she saw and heard an explosion off to
the north where Sheila had landed, which she guessed was probably Sheila
destroying the anti-aircraft missile launcher.

Bobbi looked down towards her own landing spot which was along the river. She
noticed that there were multiple artillery pieces and anti-aircraft guns
situated along the bank of the river. Two of the anti-aircraft guns were
currently manned and the crews spotted Bobbi rapidly dropping towards them.
They opened fire with twin 23mm auto-cannon anti-aircraft guns. Bobbi was
struck by dozens of shells but her skin was stronger than the armor of a
battle ship and the shells simply bounced off doing no damage.

Bobbi came to a landing on the bank of the river. The ground was soft and a
huge column of mud and water was flung into the air looking like a depth
charge had gone off.

The ISIS men that had been manning the guns went over to investigate. At first
all they saw was a big thirty foot wide hole filled with muddy water. They
guessed that whatever they had been shooting at had been a bomb or something.

All of a sudden two huge arms reached up out of the water and snatched two of
the men and dragged them under so quickly that nobody was sure what they had
seen. The other men looked at each other in a panic, none of them knew what to
do.

One of them had a flashlight and he turned it on and pointed it at the water.
All of a sudden a several big bubbles rose to the surface and then the murky
water suddenly began to turn red. It took the men a moment to realize that the
red was the blood of their comrades. Something had killed them, and likely in
a very gruesome manner. The remaining ISIS soldiers turned to flee and
suddenly a huge figure came leaping up out of the water.

Bobbi came crashing down, her entire weight crushing one of the men flat as if
he had been run over by a tank. She reached out with both arms with surprising
quickness and snatched up two more men. She squeezed their heads up against
her enormous breasts. The men kicked their legs, pounded their fists and let
out muffled screams, but they were like rag dolls in Bobbi's huge arms. Bobbi
squeezed harder and the men's heads burst apart like over ripe melons spewing
blood and gore all over the place.

There was one last soldier who was running away. However Bobbi caught up to
him in just three steps. She grabbed his head in one hand and snapped his neck
turning his head around one hundred and eighty degrees. Then she let his body
fall to the ground and then looked at the ISIS guns that still remained. There
were two ZU-23-2 anti-aircraft guns, which were what had fired at her. There
were also three 2A65 152mm towed artillery guns which were currently aimed
across the river.

Bobbi walked over to one of the anti-aircraft guns and picked the entire
weapons system up with both hands. She then squeezed her arms together. The
metal squealed as it tried to resist but it was no match for Bobbi's might as
she bent and twisted the AA gun into a large and useless ball of twisted
metal. Bobbi then repeated the process on the other AA gun and then on two of
the howitzers. Just as she was going to pick up the final artillery piece she
felt something strike her. Bobbi looked down just in time to see a grenade on
the ground before it exploded.

Two ISIS soldiers cheered as Bobbi was shrouded from their view by the large
cloud of dirt that was kicked up in the air and they assumed she had been
killed. However a moment later their cheers abruptly stopped as Bobbi charged
towards them holding the big artillery cannon. She pointed the big gun at them
holding it like it was a rifle and fired it. The two ISIS soldiers never knew
what hit them as they were blown into a thousand pieces in an instant as Bobbi
laughed with delight.

Bobbi then reloaded the artillery cannon and pointed it at the pumping station
which was a few hundred yards away. She fired it several times at the pumping
station destroying the building and the equipment inside, cutting of Mayadin's
water supply.

Bobbi then activated her communication unit by putting a finger to her right
ear.

"Agent Suarez here," she reported in. "Drop zone two is clear of enemy
combatants and the pumping station has been destroyed."

"Copy that Agent Suarez," Chic replied. "You're clear to move onto your next
objective."

Bobbi looked down at the artillery cannon she was holding. As fun as it was to
use it wasn't particularly practical, especially since bringing ammunition for
it would require her to rig up some kind of wagon or sled. She bent the cannon
into a pretzel to render it useless and then tossed it aside.

She could hear the men shouting in Arabic nearby and they were getting closer
and she cracked her knuckles as she thought about what to do next...

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As Tina fell down through the air she saw a man with a shoulder mounted anti-
aircraft missile standing in the middle of a road. He pointed the weapon at
her and fired however the projectile was inaccurate and missed and flew off
before exploding harmlessly in midair. Tina continued downward right at the
man, pointing her fist out in front of her. She slammed into him all of her
massive weight striking him directed through her fist connecting with his
chest. The man exploded as Tina's fist drove through his chest. She then
slammed into the road sending bits of asphalt and gravel flying in all
directions and creating a massive crater as though a half dozen anti-tank
landmines had just gone off.

Tina picked herself up and looked around at the devastation caused by her
landing and laughed. She had been the most sceptical of the enhancement that
had been given to her by C.R.U.S.H. but after surviving a forty-five thousand
foot free fall and landing pretty much on her head and not even getting a
scratch she was a true believer now.

Just then with her enhanced hearing Tina heard the sound of a gun being
racked. She turned towards the source of the noise and spotted the barrel of a
machine gun being pointed from the second floor window of a three storey
building nearby. Tina took a step towards the building when the machine gun
opened fire.

Dozens of bullets struck Tina and simply bounced off, her body harder than
granite and the muscles even stronger. Undeterred Tina made her way towards
the building. As she did more guns, assault rifles, shotguns, pistols,
submachine guns opened fire at her, none of them making a scratch.

When Tina was about fifteen feet away from the building she stopped and raised
her right leg. She then slammed her foot to the ground with all of her
strength. The force of her foot hitting the ground created a huge crack that
quickly spread towards the building and into the foundation. Tina slammed her
foot again and the crack spread open creating a huge chasm in the Earth almost
fifty feet deep. The building was split in half as the Earth separated and
then the two halves of the building collapsed into the chasm.

Tina could hear the terrified screams of everyone in the building, even women
and children, as it fell into the hole. However Tina was not concerned,
C.R.U.S.H.'s operating protocol was to leave no witnesses. She raised her hand
to activate her communications unit.

"Agent Patel reporting," Tina said. "Drop zone is secure, any witnesses have
been eliminated."

"Copy that Agent Patel," Chic responded. "Proceed as directed to your next
objective."

Tina then turned towards the hospital which was her next objective. She knew
she was going to have a few more stops to make before she got there though.
But they were sure to be fun...

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Sharry had gone spread eagle to slow her fall as much as possible. She was
able to watch from up above as Sheila, Bobbi and Tina each landed and quickly
secured their drop zones, eliminating the enemy with ruthless efficiency but
also remarkable creativity. Sharry knew that she and Chic had chosen their new
recruits well.

Sharry then looked down at her own drop point. She noticed a convoy of five
vehicles making their way towards the town. Sharry guessed that they were ISIS
troops returning from combat or reinforcements or perhaps simply a supply
convoy. Regardless Sharry knew the convoy needed to be eliminated.

Sharry repositioned herself and dove headlong towards the convoy. Sharry
slammed into the second vehicle, which was a Toyota pickup truck, destroying
the vehicle in a fireball and then smashing into the road. Sharry's gigantic
frame striking the road was like a massive bomb going off and the other
vehicles were tossed onto their sides from the force of the impact.

Sharry stepped out of the crater caused by her impact with the ground and
surveyed the carnage. Four of the five vehicles from the convoy had been
destroyed and the occupants of those vehicles were all dead, some of their
bodies were strewn across the ground having been ejected as they weren't
wearing seatbelts.

The fifth and final vehicle however had not been destroyed, but it had ended
up tipped over on its passenger side. The vehicle was an older American M939
that looked to be painted with Iraqi Army markings. Sharry knew that dozens of
the trucks had been donated to the Iraqi Army and guessed that ISIS forces had
probably captured it, perhaps in Mosul.

She could see the driver of the truck was lying dead having smashed through
the windshield and was lying in front of the truck as she approached. The man
in the passenger seat had ended up tossed out the door window and his legs
pinned and probably crushed by the truck. He moaned with agony but as Sharry
approached he called out for help but then went silent at the sight of Sharry.
Sharry stared down at him for a moment and the man begged for help again.
Sharry stepped forward and bent down and placed her hands on the truck.
However rather than lift she pushed down causing the man more pain and he
screamed. Sharry chuckled and then placed her big foot on the man's head. She
then slowly pressed down. The man screamed even louder but then went silent as
there was a crunching noise as his skull was crushed.

Sharry then heard the moan of another survivor and as she looked around in the
back she saw almost twenty bodies. Most of them were dead however she saw one
man moving slightly and moving slightly. Sharry approached and then noticed
that he was wearing the uniform of the IDF. She wasn't aware that Israeli
forces were operating in the area. She knelt down next to him.

"What happened?" Sharry asked him in Hebrew. "What were you doing in Syria?"

The man looked up at Sharry and was shocked by her appearance, however Sharry
gave him a reassuring smile.

"I was part of a small reconnaissance team," the Israeli soldier replied,
gritting his teeth in pain. "We were just doing a quick surveillance across
the border when we were ambushed by these terrorists. I think they planned on
killing us and sending videos to our government, probably along with our
heads."

That sounded very much like something that ISIS would have done to Sharry.
Sharry then noticed that the solider was mortally wounded. Maybe if he was
able to be taken to a hospital with highly trained surgeons and state of the
art equipment he would have a chance at survival. But that was out of the
questions.

"You are mortally wounded," Sharry told him.

"Yes... I can feel..." the soldier stopped and groaned in pain.

"I cannot save you, but I can end your suffering," Sharry offered.

"Can you get my body back to Israel afterwards?" he asked. "I would like to be
buried in my homeland."

"I'll see what I can do," Sharry replied. "It depends on how things go here."

The soldier nodded in agreement.

Sharry then scooped him up in her arms, the wounded solider like a child to
her. She brought him up to her breasts, and pressed his face into her
cleavage. The soldier squirmed as he struggled to breath but rather quickly
his body went still. Sharry then gently lay him down on the ground.

"I'll be back if I can," Sharry said to the corpse.

She then raised her hand to her ear and activated her communications unit.

"Agent Sharry," she said. "Drop zone is clear; I intercepted a convoy bringing
hostages or prisoners to the city it has been destroyed."

"Copy that Agent Sharry," Chic replied. "You're clear to proceed with the rest
of the mission."

Sharry then walked into Mayadin, the sounds of battle begin to rage within the
city.

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Sheila reached the mosque. Along the way she'd encountered relatively light
resistance, with just a few armed ISIS men who had proven no match whatsoever
for Sheila. She had also encountered several women and children. Sheila had
destroyed them quickly and mercilessly as the mission protocol dictated no
survivors.

Sheila walked up to the doors of the mosque and found that it was barricaded
and locked. That just confirmed to Sheila that there was either something or
someone of value inside.

Sheila lowered her shoulder and took a few steps and slammed her shoulder into
the doors. The double doors of the mosque both burst off their hinges, the
wood splintering inwards.

As Sheila stepped inside she saw several women lying on the ground bleeding,
their bodies having been impaled by some of the bigger splinters from the
destroyed doors. There were several children inside as well, some of them were
crying over the fallen women who were likely their mothers.

As Sheila looked around there only appeared to be one man in the mosque. He
was up near the front and had perhaps been leading some kind of religious
service before Sheila had broken in. Sheila wondered if there wasn't anything
of interest in the mosque after all. Whether there was anything of interest or
not though, Sheila was obligated to eliminate any witnesses.

Sheila stepped forward where a little boy, who was perhaps five years old, was
crying over the body off his mother. His mother had been impaled in the eye by
a big eight inch splinter and was quickly bleeding out. Sheila stepped down on
the mother's head, crushing her skull like it was and egg. The little boy
wailed and yelled at Sheila and then began beating against her legs with his
tiny little fists. Sheila just chuckled and scooped the boy up with one hand.

Sheila then placed the child in between her massive breasts. Each orb was
nearly twice the size of the boy. With the power of just her pectoral muscles
Sheila squeezed her breasts together. The boy let out a pitiful wail as he was
smothered by her tit flesh. Sheila could feel him squirming as she flexed
harder. There was a loud crunching noise as dozens of the boy's bones broke
simultaneously. There were a few more crunches and the boy's screams went
silent. Blood began to ooze up from Sheila's cleavage while even more began to
drip to the ground at her feet.

"That's one child that won't grow up to be an extremist," Sheila said as she
relaxed her flex and let the remains fall to the ground.

There was suddenly a great panic amongst everyone left in the mosque as they
ran for the nearest exits. Sheila grumbled at her own mistake realizing that
in taking her time to savour one kill she was letting others escape death.
Sheila sprang into action. She crushed three children under foot in her first
several steps, their frail little bodies snapping like twigs. She then
snatched up two women in each arm and quickly and powerfully flexed her arms,
crushing them to death in an instant.

She saw a group of two women and three children trying to open a window to get
out. There was a large stone column supporting the ceiling nearby. Sheila ran
over and grabbed the column with both arms and ripped it free. The nearby
ceiling collapsed and fell on them crushing them.

Just then the sound of gunfire rang out and Sheila felt some bullets bouncing
off of her. She turned around to see the man and two women in niqabs all
holding AK-47s. Sheila quickly closed the gap and crushed the women's heads in
each hand and then she grabbed the man and picked him up holding him in front
of her.

"You piece of shit," Sheila snarled at him. "You and your followers are
nothing but a bunch of psychopaths who get off on all this killing; but also
off of keeping women subjugated. Well C.R.U.S.H. is going to end you."

The man didn't seem to know what Sheila had said but he spit in her face.
Sheila adjusted her grip so she was holding him by the throat with her left
hand while with her right she wiped her face.

"That was a bad move," Sheila stated angrily.

With her right hand she grabbed his beard and with a violent yank pulled,
ripping out all the hair along with some of the skin off of his chin, causing
him to scream in pain. Sheila then dug her index and middle finger into his
eyes squishing them and liquefying them almost instantly. She then put her
thumb under his chin and squeezed her hand together crushing his jaw and the
lower portion of his skull killing him painfully.

She then tossed the corpse aside and made her way into the back area of the
mosque where the man had gone to before returning with the weapon. Inside
Sheila found a large cache of weapons, many assault rifles and pistols but
also several rocket propelled grenades, explosives and other weapons. She
decided she should report this.

"Agent Wu here, I've located a large weapons cache with in the mosque," Sheila
reported.

"Copy that Agent Wu, destroy the cache before proceeding," Chic ordered.

"Understood," Sheila replied.

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Bobbi was holding an old Jeep over her head and was just about to smash it
down on a pair of ISIS soldiers when a huge explosion nearby momentarily
distracted her. As Bobbi looked in the direction of the explosion, she figured
it was probably Sheila destroying the weapons cache she had just mentioned
over the radio.

As Bobbi looked back down she saw that the two ISIS soldiers had run off in
separate directions. Annoyed that they didn't want to just lie their and
accept their inevitable deaths Bobbi angrily ripped the Jeep in half. She then
threw one half at one soldier watching as the mangled piece of vehicle slammed
into his body at near super sonic speeds causing his body to practically
disintegrate. She then spun and did the same with the other half of the Jeep
which slammed hit the second soldier in the back as he ran and kept on going
till it smashed into a small building demolishing it. The only trace of the
soldier left were his legs from below the knees which remained upright
comically for a few seconds before they fell to the ground.

Bobbi then continued towards the center of town but she stopped as she neared
a building. With her enhanced hearing she could hear whispers coming from
inside. Not loud enough that she could make out any words, but even if she
could they would likely have been in Arabic, a language she did not know.
Quietly Bobbi got closer to the building and pressed her ear against the wall.
Whoever was inside had stopped talking but she could make out the sound of
heavy frightened breathing.

With no effort whatsoever Bobbi walked through the wall as if it was made of
paper, the clay and stone structure simply crumbling like sand against her far
more powerful body. Inside Bobbi found a group of women and their children,
the children ranging from babies up to about twelve years old. Bobbi stood
there for a moment contemplating what to do. However when an eight-year old
boy grabbed a piece of wood and struck Bobbi in the leg it became quite clear.

Bobbi grabbed the boy by the head, her massive hand completely enveloping his
head. With a mere squeeze Bobbi crushed his head into oblivion, blood oozing
out from between her fingers. The boys decapitated body fell to the ground in
a heap eliciting screams from the other children and their mothers, and panic
soon ensued a moment after.

Everyone in the room was trying to escape from Bobbi, however Bobbi acted
quickly to ensure that there were no survivors. She crushed children underfoot
and destroyed their mothers with her powerful arms. Soon there was only one
mother left holding onto her infant daughter. Bobbi snatched the baby away
from the woman and looked at the girl.

"I'm doing you a favour making sure you don't grow up in this life," Bobbi
said to the infant.

Bobbi then pressed the baby against her breast. Slowly she squeezed while
simultaneously flexing and pushing her breast outward. The little baby's
fragile body quickly burst apart in a shower of gore causing the mother to
scream and wail.

Bobbi grabbed the woman's niqab and tore it off leaving the woman completely
naked. Bobbi looked the woman up and down, she was actually fairly attractive
looking.

"Pathetic," Bobbi commented with a sneer. "You could have been so much more;
but instead you allow yourself to be oppressed by your men and your religion."

The woman didn't understand what Bobbi had said but she responded by spitting
on Bobbi, her saliva striking one of Bobbi's massive thighs.

"I was going to make this quick, but now I'm going to make you suffer," Bobbi
said.

Bobbi grabbed the woman with both arms scooping her up in a bear hug. Slowly
she began to squeeze. The woman screamed and tried to squirm free but Bobbi
held her fast. She continued to squeeze as the woman's screams grew quieter as
she struggled to breath against the weight pressing against her lungs.

Bones began to break one by one with audible cracks; ribs, arms and legs all
snapped as the woman was engulfed between Bobbi's enormous arms and equally
gigantic chest. Soon the woman fell silent. However Bobbi was not finished.
She continued to squeeze, the sound of breaking bones was soon replaced by the
sound of rending flesh and the woman was ground up like hamburger meat between
Bobbi's mighty muscles. Blood began to ooze up between Bobbi's arms and breast
and then it began to flow like a faucet on full. A puddle formed at Bobbi's
feet and quickly grew larger.

Bobbi finally stopped squeezing when her arms were pressing against her chest.
She let her arms drop her sides stained in blood. There was nothing left of
the woman however, she had been completely liquified by the strength of
Bobbi's bear hug, what remained was just a puddle on the ground.

"Agent Suarez come in," Chic called over the coms.

Bobbi tapped her com unit on her ear.

"Agent Suarez here," she responded.

"What's your status?" Chic asked.

"Sorry Commander Cooper, I got a little side tracked eliminating some
witnesses," Bobbi answered.

"No need to apologize Agent Suarez," Chic said. "It's all part of the mission.
Agent Wu had to deal with a weapon's cache. I want you to meet up with her
before heading towards the center of town."

"Copy that," Bobbi replied.

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Tina grabbed an ISIS solider and wrapped one arm around his head, with her
other arm she pulled on his body. His head which was trapped in Tina's arm was
ripped free as he was decapitated with the same ease as a child pulling the
head off of a Barbie doll.

Tina tossed the head aside casually and looked around. The ground was littered
with the crushed, dismembered and broken bodies of a dozen ISIS soldiers. Tina
wondered just how many more soldiers there could be in this town. On the far
side of town Tina heard an explosion and she saw flames and smoke rising in
the air.

"What was that?" Tina asked over the coms.

"Agent Wu discovered a large weapons cache," Chic replied. "She just destroyed
it. Stay on your mission Agent Patel. You're supposed to check out that
hospital, they might be manufacturing chemical weapons there."

"Copy that," Tina replied. "Approaching the hospital now."

The hospital was a small one, a brown three-story building. From the outside
it looked dark and abandoned, but Tina knew that she had to go inside and
investigate just to be sure.

Tina walked through the main entrance, ducking beneath the doorway. There was
a strange unpleasant smell in the air, but Tina couldn't quite figure out what
it was. Tina made her way through the hospital checking each room as she did.
She reached a room that looked to be a staff lounge and opened the door. The
unpleasant smell suddenly became far stronger. Tina looked inside to see there
were several dead bodies lying on the ground.

Steeling herself against the smell Tina entered the room to get a closer look.
There were five victims two men and three women all were dressed in hospital
scrubs, it looked like they were doctors and nurses. Tina knelt down to
examine the body of a female nurse that was nearest to her. The woman looked
to have lost control of her bodily functions before she died and her body was
splayed on the ground in such a manner that it seems as if she had been having
some sort of seizure. Tina knew from her training that these were signs of
death from Sarin gas.

"Agent Patel here, I've got what looks like five victims of Sarin gas here in
the hospital," Tina reported.

"You're sure?" Chic asked.

"They appear to have defecated themselves and had a spasming asphyxiated
death," Tina replied.

"If it's not Sarin that's something similar," Chic said worriedly. "You need
to find what you can and eliminate."

"Yes sir," Tina responded.

Tina turned and left the room to explore the rest of the hallway. She came
across several rooms with dead patients inside, unlike the doctors and nurses
their cause of death was different, likely from whatever injury or illness had
brought the to the hospital in the first place.

Eventually Tina arrived at what was the hospital's laboratory. She entered and
looked around, the room was dark but there was signs that it had been used
recently. Tina looked around to see if she could find any signs of the
manufacturing of Sarin gas.

Before she could really do any looking however, Tina heard the sound of metal
striking the floor behind her. She turned around to see what looked like a
smoke grenade about a yard away from her feet. The grenade began to hiss, but
what came out wasn't smoke but some sort of a mist. She suddenly realized that
it was Sarin. She looked to see two men wearing hazmat suits and about fifty
feet away. Both of the men shouted what sounded like curses at Tina in Arabic.

Tina grinned at the two men which caused them both to go silent. Tina then
took a huge deep breath causing her chest to swell outwards as she filled her
lungs with the Sarin gas. Tina then charged at the two men showing no signs of
the effect of the neurotoxin. The two men turned and began to run away but
Tina was far faster. She quickly caught them grabbing them each in a head
lock. She then ripped the hoods of their hazmat suits off leaving them
exposed. Tina finally expelled the Sarin gas from her lungs; blowing it into
the face of the two men.

The effects were almost immediate. The men began spasming and clutching at
their throats as they struggled to breath. Tina let go of them and watched as
they flopped around on the ground, pissing and shitting themselves as their
faces went red. After about two minutes they went still, their eyes staring
out blankly.

"Stupid pieces of shit, your chemical weapons can't stop me," Tina said to the
two corpses.

Tina then tapped her com unit.

"They were definitely manufacturing Sarin here," Tina reported.

"Okay destroy the place, burn it to the ground," Chic instructed her.

"Yes sir," Tina responded.

Tina went back to the laboratory where she found several large containers of
pure oxygen. Tina smiled; they would be perfect for creating the raging
inferno to destroy this chemical weapons lab for good.

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Sharry finished destroying a building that was hiding a pair of artillery
pieces inside, making sure to render the weapons inoperable. Pleased with her
handiwork Sharry dusted herself off and then continued towards the center of
town. Of in the distance Sharry could see that a building had erupted into a
raging inferno with such head that Sharry could feel it from here.

As Sharry was walking past a partially collapsed building when she heard
voices calling out for help. Sharry would have ignored those voices, except
for the fact she could understand them because they were in English.

Curious Sharry turned towards the source of the voices. The building's wooden
roof had collapsed and whoever was inside seemed to be trapped under it.
Sharry smashed through the wall and could see a pair of legs poking out from
underneath a wooden beam.

"Help, please help," a woman's voice cried out weakly.

Sharry made her way towards the beam. She could only make out the woman's
feet, the rest of her was trapped under rubble. However it looked like it had
landed in such a way that there was just enough room that she wasn't crushed.
Tina bent down and gripped the beam and with complete ease lifted it up and
tossed it aside.

The woman who had been trapped blinked as she looked up at Sharry, her mouth
hanging open in shock. The woman's blonde hair was matted with blood and she
was covered in dust and her legs were bent at odd angles beneath the knee
suggesting they were broken. There was something familiar about the woman to
Sharry, she looked like a journalist who had been captured by ISIS a while
back and was presumed to be dead, although Sharry couldn't remember the name,
was it Megyn or Kelly or something?

"Who are you?" the woman asked.

Sharry didn't reply, she considering C.R.U.S.H. protocol for this situation.

"Are you with ISIS?" the woman inquired nervously.

Sharry shook her head no.

"So... are you here to rescue me?" the woman asked hopefully.

The protocol for the journalist was the same as it had been for the Israeli
soldiers that Sharry had found earlier

"Sorry, but this is a no witnesses operation," Sharry stated.

The woman's eyes went wide with terror as she realized what that meant.

"No, no you can't kill me, I'm an American, a civilian, a journalist!" the
woman begged.

Sharry was unmoved by the woman's pleas. She reached down for the woman. The
woman tried to crawl away, unable to stand because her legs were broken. She
didn't get anywhere however and Sharry caught her by one of her broken legs
and picked her up.

"I promise I'll make it quick," Sharry said.

Sharry grabbed the woman's head with one hand and with a quick wrench snapped
her neck killing her instantly. Sharry then tapped her com unit to let
Commander Cooper know about what she'd found.

"Agent Sharry here; I just found an American journalist. I killed her per the
no witnesses mission mandate," Sharry reported.

"Kelly Broadbent?" Chic asked.

"Oh that was her name, yeah that's who it was," Sharry replied.

"How did you kill her?" Chic inquired.

"Snapped her neck," Sharry answered.

"Okay, I want you to secure the remains," Chic said. "We're going to frame
ISIS for her death. Infrared scan show that your area is clear, the others can
finish the mission."

Sharry was in agreement, in truth this mission could have easily been done
with just two agents but the other three girls all needed training.

"Copy that," Sharry replied. "Heading to the rendezvous now."

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Sheila arrived at the center of town. At the center of town was a small
apartment building. It was surrounded by barbed wire and sandbags as a sort of
defensive perimeter but it seemed to be unmanned. Just then Bobbi arrived at
the center of town as well.

"Have any trouble getting here?" Sheila asked.

"Nothing I couldn't handle," Bobbi replied.

At that moment Tina also arrived, Tina was brushing some soot off of her dark
skin.

"What happened to you?" Sheila inquired.

"I was a little too close to an oxygen bottle when it exploded," Tina replied.
"Nothing a shower can't fix though."

The three girls all laughed, loving how indestructible they now were thanks to
C.R.U.S.H.

"Agents Wu, Suarez and Patel come in," Chic called.

The three girls all tapped their coms.

"We're here," Bobbi replied.

"I've sent Agent Sharry to secure our rendezvous point," Chic said. "I want
the three of you to finish clearing the town and then meet us there."

"Copy that," Sheila said.

"This won't take long," Tina added.

The three of them looked at the lone building.

"So how do you girls want to do this?" Bobbi asked.

"I've got an idea," Sheila said. "How about..."

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Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi was holed up with the last few of his soldiers. The
leader of ISIS was dishevelled from the months of being holed up to avoid
airstrikes intended to kill him.

From a few minutes before this attack had begun communications in and out of
the town had been cut off and he had been attempting to restore them to no
avail. He had no idea what was happening outside the building but as the
sounds of battle had continued to get closer it seemed as if it was going
poorly for his people.

However suddenly things had gone quiet, which only made Abu even more nervous.

"Check the perimeter," Abu ordered the men.

The three of them left to dutifully do as he ordered while Abu continued to
try in vain to establish a cell phone connection to try and get out the
propaganda video that he had just recorded.

Even their short-range radios were having trouble operating, which suggested
that they were being jammed with some very sophisticated equipment and that
meant either the Russians, or as Abu suspected, the Americans.

Just then Abu heard what sounded like one of his men screaming but it quickly
went silent. Abu grabbed his AK-47 and pointed it at doorway where he'd heard
the scream come from. Suddenly something was tossed into room. Abu's
frightened reflex was to fire, however all his shots simply hit the wall. He
then looked to see that what was tossed into the room was the headless body of
one of this soldiers. A moment later a shadow darkened the doorway and then
the huge powerful frame of Sheila filled the doorway, her hands covered in
blood.

Abu let out a terrified high-pitched shriek and emptied the rest of his clip
into Sheila. The bullets simply bounced off her hard as stone skin without
leaving a scratch. Horrified Abu turned and ran towards the other door behind
him to try and flee, but stopped as he saw Bobbi holding two halves of one his
other soldiers filling the doorway.

Abu stood in the middle of the room looking back and forth between the two
women.

"Please, please, I surrender," he begged in broken English.

Just then there was a crashing noise and Abu dropped to the ground
instinctively. It was a good move as he was able to get out of way of
something that had smashed through the wall and would have hit him. Abu turned
to see what it was and saw that it was the third and final soldier who was now
splattered against the far wall. Abu turned towards the hole that was now in
the wall to see Tina forcing her gigantic frame through making the hole even
bigger.

"I give up!" Abu pleaded.

Tina calmly approached him and reached down and grabbed Abu by his beard. Then
with a violent yank she ripped his beard off his face. Bits of skin was torn
off leaving his jawline a bloody mess as Abu wailed in agony.

"There's no surrender for you," Tina told him.

Bobbi and Tina soon closed in and Abu found himself surrounded by the three
huge muscular naked American women.

"You piece of shit," Sheila taunted him. "I bet you're real scared being
surrounded by women that you can't cow into submission with your guns or your
religion."

"Not such a big man are you?" Bobbi asked him.

Bobbi reached down and ripped off Abu's pants, exposing his tiny penis. All
three of them laughed at his miniscule size.

"Man that is pathetically small," Tina laughed.

Sheila reached down and grabbed Abu's groin with one hand, her hand more then
large enough to grab his penis, testicles and part of his ass cheeks and
lifted him up.

"Guess you don't really need them do you?" Sheila asked.

Before Abu could responded. Sheila squeezed utterly crushing his penis and
testicles with a loud wet squelch as gore leaked down onto the ground and Abu
then howled in agony.

"Oh god his screams are so annoying," Bobbi complained.

Bobbi snatched Abu out of Sheila's hand and hugged him to her chest. Abu soon
went quiet as the air was driven out of his lung. His spine cracked as Bobbi
squeezed ever tighter. Blood began to pour out of his mouth as his organs were
liquified. His body spasmed once, twice and then went still in Bobbi's arms,
his eyes staring blankly up at the ceiling.

Tina tapped her commlink.

"Agent Patel here, we've wiped everyone out," Tina reported.

"Did you find Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi?" Chic inquired.

"Is that what this piece of shit's name is?" Sheila asked.

"He's dead," Bobbi reported.

"Good job, come to the rendezvous point, oh and bring al-Baghdadi's head,"
Chic said. "My bosses will want proof."

"Sure thing," Tina agreed.

Tina then reached out and grabbed Abu's head and ripped it off his corpse.

"Well, let's go girls," Tina said.

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Chic and Sharry were waiting at the rendezvous point. The plane was on the
ground the engines running and ready for take-off the ramp lowered. Sharry had
put on a new suit and was back to normal size.

Just then the three huge frames of Sheila, Bobbi and Tina approached.

"Good job girls," Chic congratulated them. "Do you have the head?"

Tina tossed Abu's head to him and Chic looked it over.

"Hmm, kind of wish he still had his beard," Chic said. "Makes him easier to
identify."

"Sorry," Tina apologized.

"Don't worry about it," Chic said.

"Put your suits on and let's get out of here," Sharry said as she handed the
girls new suits.

The three girls squeezed their huge bodies into the special suits that brought
them back down to normal size and then boarded the plane. A few minutes later
they were up in the air.

"You know it kind of sucks that Trump is going to take credit for this,"
Sheila commented.

"I know, I mean we joined this program under Obama, he deserves the credit,"
Bobbi agreed.

"Trump won't be taking credit," Chic said. "We're going to let the Russians
take credit here."

"Why?" Tina asked.

"Makes our next mission a little easier," Sharry replied.

"What's our next mission?" Sheila inquired.

"Next we're heading to North Korea," Chic replied.

The End... For Now