What happened next was a fire spectacle,deadly,making
one’s blood run cold…As if performed in ancient Acropolis,with God and
Satan,Homer and Shakespeare,Leonardo da Vinci and Pablo Picasso among the very
-“Heaven’s,this was real!!”
American comandoes regrouped themselves rapidly and formed a number of
circles.While the most central circle focused on evacuating some comandoes who
rushed into the fighting jets,the outer circle held a heroic defence against the
The biggest casualties were in this circle.Young men who just a moment ago
enjoyed life entered the gates of death.The casualties on the Soviet part were
not smaller.In fact even bigger.They probably could not understand how was it
possible the attack which was supposed to be a surprise one turned suddenly,out
of a blue,into a masterful resistance which in a matter of minutes could be
turned into a devastating offensive action.
That mysterious shot to the air!…
American fighting jets catapulted up into the Eden of the sky,much the same way
as the British Harriers are capable to do.Once in the sky they could get into
fully offensive action.
-“Tadek…Melissa…Wait here for me…”- Steven Mac Dantosch said.-“I
can't stand seeing this young American comandoes dying.I go there…into that
fire.Perhaps I can help them a bit.”
-“Be careful,Steven,please…”- Melissa Charleroi had tears in her eyes.
Steven Mac Dantosch did not react.In fact he was already running down the
hill,eager to assist those who found themselves an eye to an eye before the face
of death,whoever one was.Nobody knew what was the gender of death.Only the
spectators on the scenic benches of the ancient Acropolis could have know it.But
all this what happened in reality,the rapid fire,was of Shakespearan
dimensions,indeed.The American bombers began a dance in the sky and hit now the
positions of the Soviet comandoes with a deadliest fire imaginable.
At that very moment,Soviet fighting jets appeared on the sky.They seemed to have
flown in from four points of the world.The weight of the Shakespearan drama was
now unfolding not only on the land but also in the air,a drama in which young
men on both sides had to die because of the madmen of this
world,ideologists,dogmatists,corrupt philosophers and politicians,criminals who
were lucky to get to power,religious feeders of intolerance despite that God is
one and only one whatever name was given to Him by the believers of many
religions worldwide,ruthless old men who did not care for the young and thought
only of creating Byzantine systems in which people would be chained and become
easy prey for the rulers.The world was still far from the
perfection.Nevertheless,not the Soviets but the Americans were the defenders of
the best values of the humanity,freedom and democracy especially.There
A full scale sky war evolved now among the American and Soviet bombers.The
Americans were in trouble.They were outnumbered.For seven American fighting jets
the Soviets had over twenty bombers,quite efficient and technologically as good
as the American ones.The Soviets outnumbered the Americans also on the land.
Steven Mac Dantosch was already close to the place of intense fight.He was
behind the backs of the Soviet comandoes.He saw one Russian who directed his
machine gun at one handsome,blond haired American comandoe fifty meters
away.Such a man should gift beautiful women with love and not die.Dying of such
a man would be a sky high rape of life,of the young life especially.It was this
what Steven Mac Dantosch thought and when he saw the danger he sprang like a
lion and after a short,vicious fight immobilised the Soviet comandoe into the
state of unconsciousness.The same afterwards was happening with a number of
other Soviet comandoes who did not expect an enemy could attack them from behind
their backs.Steven Mac Dantosch,however,risked he might be shot by mistake with
a fire from some American comandoe.He had to be careful double as much as
whoever else in this hellish place of fire,the place which just a day ago was an
idyllic paradise.There was no trace after the yesterday’s Garden of Eden and
the neighbouring jungle must have cried like a widow who was a bride just a
moment ago.As if forces of evil were more powerful than forces of goodness.As if
Satan triumphed over God…No,there was at least one man in this brutal
slaughter among the offsprings of Cain and Abel,who was determined not to let
the forces of evil to win over the forces of goodness.Steven Mac Dantosch was
sure the Americans had to win.There was not any other alternative.At least in
his mind.A ghostly bullet could reach him at any time.
The firestorm from the sky could wipe out the American comandoes on the land
also at any time.Everything depended on who will take the charge over the
sky.Two American bombers ended already in a fireball.The Soviet bombers were
circling around the other ones…
And then…Steven Mac Dantosch heaved a sigh of relief…
An aerial fleet of about forty American supersonic bombers entered this part of
the sky which was dominated by the Soviet bombers so far.Unprecedented events
followed…God stopped Satan who wanted to rush with assistance to his Soviet
pupils,with one movement of His Hand…One fireball after another fireball under
the heavenly blue sky were visible signs the encounter among the mutual enemies
was coming to an end.Only Abel and Cain sat silently in their places,one in
heaven,the other one in hell…Two brothers forever separated…It was evident
the Americans were the winners,just in a matter of minutes.
Steven Mac Dantosch felt himself no longer obligated to assist with further help
to those who served the free world and instead he had to think now about his two
best friends,Tadek Vangard and Melissa Charleroi.They had to get out of this
place.Undoubtedly,all this apocalyptic encounter was caused by the mysterious
strategy Beehive both sides were seeking.It meant the search for strategy
Beehive will be continued.Therefore something had to be done.
Steven Mac Dantosch noticed there was one more fighting jet,just in the shadow
of the jungle,unattended.He knew instantly what he was going to do.He did not
waste time.He circled both fighting sides and was nearer and nearer the
bomber.Finally he got to it.It lasted no longer than a quarter of an hour.The
Soviet comandoes were already under a hellish siege.Their ship was destroyed and
they had no longer slightest a chance.
Steven Mac Dantosch started the engine and the moment before the jet began to
rise rapidly up the sky,he felt a ghostly bullet reached him.He saw blood
soaking in his shirt,just ten to fifteen centimetres under his heart.He gave a
last look around trying to discover who did a shot at him and he saw…Carlos.He
knew now who hurt him.Whatever fire was available to him,he turned at Carlos who
managed to escape back to the jungle,unharmed and save.
Steven Mac Dantosch flew up the sky and then turned in the direction where his
friends were awaiting him.He did not have to be afraid of the American fighters
squad.They must have assumed he was one of them.There was no problem for his
friends to get into the bomber and soon afterwards they were already far enough
away to feel themselves rather safe.
Only then Tadek Vangard noticed his friend was hurt.
-“Steven,my God,you are hurt!!”-Tadek Vangard shouted.Steven Mac Dantosch
grimaced from the pain.
-“Yes,I am hurt.You will not believe me…It was…Carlos who shot at me and
succeded in hurting me…”-Steven Mac Dantosch announced. Tadek Vangard felt
-“He is alive? How is this possible the dreadest among people,the monster
Carlos surely is,can always escape death?”- His convulsion bordered with an
astonishment and a despair,and a number of other antagonistic feelings.He was
essentially against whatever violence,but this…He feared now for the life of
his best friend.Melissa Charleroi cried silently.
Steven Mac Dantosch gave them a shot of smile,despite the pain he felt and
despite feeling himself weaker and weaker.
-“Do not be afraid…”- He said.-“I am hurt but not deadly.I think I can
still bring us to a safety.Do you know where do we fly?…” He changed the
theme so unexpectedly both of his friends did not react at first.
-“Where to?…”- Tadek Vangard asked after a moment of silence.
-“To India.”- Steven Mac Dantosch answered matter of factly.
Thanks to their supersonic fighting jet it indeed was not too far to get to
India in time.They found themselves within two hours over the eastern part of
India.Luckilly they were not intercepted.They landed on the outskirts of
Calcutta.Just in time.Steven Mac Dantosch was already close to loosing his
consciousness.They abandoned the bomber and under the cover of the night moved
slowly towards the town.They were lucky nobody saw them landing with the
American fighting jet and leaving it but now they needed an assistance of other
people more and more.At least a taxi…Their friend might loose his life…To be
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