Chapter Nine
Astana
The futuristic city of Astana is located in the northern-central region of Kazakhstan. Astana became the country’s capital when the administration was officially moved in 1997 and today many construction works are still under way, developing the city into a modern wonder of the modern World. It is said that the embassy buildings by the Ishim River will be architectural icons for future generations. The Avenue of the Republic acts as the main hub of activity, bordered by stores, coffee houses, restaurants, discotheques and even some casinos.
Astana can be divided into quarters. North of the railway, which crosses Astana in an east-west direction, is the industrial area, and standing in a blaze of aluminum glory on the East Shukhov highway is the prestigious Tuyakbay pumping station. The station is of immense importance to the area as it serves to transport both Oil (underground) and Gas (over-ground) from the natural fields of Russia through the Steppe on to Western Europe. At the heart of the station is the SCADA system which sits three floors below ground level in the Main Control Room. The system receives data and presents it to the pipeline operators through a set of Human Machine Interfaces. Decisions can then be made to prioritize actions on the maintenance of the pipelines. The operators monitor the hydraulic conditions of the line, as well as sending commands to open or close the valves, or turn on or off any of the compressors or pumps; the operators can also change set-points to reduce or stop the supply.
To optimize and secure the operation of these assets, Advanced Pipeline Applications software is installed on top of the SCADA system, this provides an extended functionality to perform leak detection, batch tracking, pig tracking, composition tracking, predictive modeling and more.
At any one time an operational shift comprises of two operators and three technicians. Security is provided by the 2nd Squad of the 17th Army core, between 40 and 60 soldiers are stationed three kilometers away at the Sageyev barracks, which all traffic must come through to reach the station.
Most of Kazakhstan's military was inherited from the Soviet Armed Forces Turkestan Military District. So today was a special day, for the Russian soldiers stationed at Tuyakbay.
General Otiumin Beria was paying a visit to the pumping station; an important secret meeting was taking place over the next couple of days. Beria arrived at ten in the morning; his personal guard consisted of just six commandos in full battle gear. The soldiers on guard were mightily impressed.
Once inside the complex, two of the General’s commando took up position on the ground floor. Beria took the remaining four with him to the Control Room, here General Beria explained to the Operators that the purpose of the meeting was to exchange prisoners. “When they arrive, you will all be asked to leave, and wait at the barracks” One of the commandos went with a technician to determine which rooms could be suitable to hold the Russians prisoners who were going to be exchanged. The recreational area on the 1st lower level could be made secure, but it would mean that the prisoners could not be separated, the commando was momentarily sidetracked as he appeared to be mesmerised by two large tropical fish tanks that were inset in the entrance. The fish appeared to have free reign from floor to ceiling, and the commando inclined his head and watched the many examples of tropical fish swimming. The technician watched animatedly until the man turned toward him, shook his head and indicated they should continue. The only rooms that were suitable were the sleeping accommodation on the ground floor; the rest of the shift was taken up by the technicians boarding up the windows and removing the furniture.
The prisoners arrived hooded and chained; the two figures were escorted inside the building by the commandoes and placed in separate cells. One man remained at the end of the corridor, while the other went to report back.
“Ok, phase one complete” Beria relaxed in an office with his commandoes; in the privacy of the room one by one they removed their helmets and hoods. Wallis let out a long sigh and shook his head at the relief; the next three men joined him, all veterans of the Hawaiian campaign. Then the last man removed his hood, Kassian stood in the centre of the room. “Now we wait”
Sascha had been alone in her cell since she arrived, the windows had been blocked so that only a tiny amount of sunlight had been available during the day, but now as night drew in the room was cloaked in total darkness. She clutched at the thin material of her cover all and pulled it close to her throat, then she tried her mobile again but the tiny screen repeated what it had ever since she had been taken from the last safe-house, ‘no signal’. Sascha felt her situation was hopeless. Fatigue had drained her body and now, wearily she felt for and sat on the small narrow bed against the wall. She was so tired that were it not for her sobs she would have fallen asleep.
The key turning in the lock brought her back to reality. With an eerie groan the door opened, but the passageway beyond the door was in nearly as much darkness as the cell. Suddenly the door slammed closed making her jump.
But the key did not turn. Her heart pounded, the door was unlocked. Slowly and tentatively she got to her feet and felt her way along the wall to the door, she groped for the handle and ever so slowly turned it, the door gave and slowly Sascha pulled it open. The corridor was now in total darkness.
‘My mobile’ she said to herself, carefully she withdrew it from her pocket and pressed a button, the misty blue light it gave off was enough for her to get her bearings in the corridor, she let one hand trail along the smooth wall as she crept alone the dark passageway, then the light went out, she brought the mobile close to her face and pressed the button again, the pale blue glow illuminated the corridor again, but what Sascha did not see was that behind her wearing night vision goggles was Stasi.
Slowly she continued along the corridor, was she looking for her Mother? Or was she looking for a way to escape? She didn’t know, she felt the panic grip her, she felt lost, and then the light went out again. In the pitch black she listened to her own emotionally charged breathing, and then she felt another breath lightly lift the hairs on the back of her neck. She began to sob, her body trembled. Her fingers shook uncontrollably as she turned on the light again. Stasi was standing right behind her; lightly he placed his hands on her shoulders “Hello pretty”
The delegation had been at Tuyakbay a full 24 hours when Chenko and Ornella arrived; the black official government car was allowed through the barracks and drove slowly toward the Station.
The commando at the end of the corridor stepped forward and without a word led them down to the control room, Beria made a lavish show of welcome, then took them into his office “Welcome home Vladimir, can I get you a drink?”
Chenko ignored the facade “Where are they?”
Beria gestured to the commando. The hooded man nodded and then said “Follow me” Chenko left the room
Beria took a good hard look at Ornella “You look beautiful, my dear, I am so pleased to see you again, and I ‘m not alone in saying that” The door opened, Ornella turned at the noise, two commandoes rushed forward and took hold of her arms, and then Kassian entered the room “Ornella”
She struggled against the guards but they were too strong for her. As Kassian approached she sensed the malevolence in his movement, Kassian slapped her face, and the noise seemed to echo around the room “I promised myself I would do that, now remind me what else did I promise you could to look forward to?” Kassian began to nod as if remembering; deliberately he took the knife from his belt.
“Do you know what this is?” and he pointed to a cylindrical drum “Of course you don’t, it’s a bomb a small thermo nuclear bomb, now sit on it”
The guards, pushed her down onto the metal case, with ease they handcuffed Ornella to the device. Kassian gently opened her jacket and put the point of the blade against her breast.
“I believe it is time for me to leave” Beria interrupted the scene. With haste he left the room and spoke with the operators and technicians.
Kassian knew he would have to go with him and that his pleasure would have to wait, he lent close to Orella’s ear “Have patience, you will soon feel the kiss of my blade”
Quickly Ornella tried to bite him, but Kassian moved his face out of the way just in time. “That’s right, make it harder on yourself” without pause he brought his left hand over and hit her backhanded across the face. She tasted the blood.
Chenko and the masked commando exited the lift and “There” the commando said.
Chenko continued down the corridor. As he went into the recreational area his vision was drawn to the large glass plated aquarium. The tiny fish darted left and right but their beauty was eclipsed by a large grey item that hung lifeless in the water.
“Leila, oh my God” Chenko dropped to his knees his hands reaching out to touch the glass. He began to cry. Then a feeling of dread overcame him, slowly he turned his head, the commando stood motionless where he had left him, Chenko continued to rotate his head, and there in a limpid state of death was Sascha. She had sunk to the bottom of the tank and looked blankly at him. Chenko screamed and fell to the floor.
Between sobs Chenko mumbled “Why?”
The commando spoke “I have it on film”
It took Cheko a few moments before the man’s words registered in his brain “What are you saying?”
Chenko wiped his eyes and turned around as the commando took off his hood the deep blue eyes of Stasi stared back at him, very deliberately he pointed his pistol at him.
“Pavel” said Chenko “what is happening?” he stumbled to his feet and fell toward his son
Stasi answered “I said, I have their deaths on film”
Chenko stopped dead in his tracks “You did this?”
Stasi raised his dark eyebrows and nodded
“If you want to see who drown first”
Unable to move Chenko felt the despair raise up and choke him, he tried to make sense of what had happened and what his son was telling him, when the awful truth hit him he felt he would feint “Stasi?” he croaked
Chenko lunged at him but Stasi extended the gun, Chenko stopped “You would kill your own father as well?”
“No, not here. It needs to be in front of witnesses so I can claim my contract” Chenko turned around and looked at the bodies of his wife and daughter as they hung suspended in the water.
The official car took Beria away from the station, and the Tuyakbay staff left in the van.
Kassian returned to the room “Alone at last”
“Go to hell” Ornella spat at him
Kassian drew in a long breath “I said I would cut you and watch you bleed” he withdrew the knife from its scabbard, slowly he approached her. Kassian put the tip of the blade against her breast and started to push. Ornella felt her skin split and the blade started to cut her.
The intruder alarm activated on the main screen.
James Bond dropped through the inspection hatch landing lightly on his feet; he scanned the room before him. Without taking his eyes off the door he un-slung the canvas bag from his shoulder and opened it, pulling out a suppressed MP5 Heckler and Koch machine pistol. Bond held the gun aloft and set off to find Kassian.
Quickly he descended the metal steps to the second lower level. As he began to traverse the hall way the door above him opened, Bond slid in beneath the steps, and slowly a black booted figure came into view, as he came down the steps Bond could see he was heavily armed in full battle gear. Four steps from the bottom he paused, Bond reached through and grabbed his ankle, the man moved and tripped, falling forward, he landed badly, but his body armour saved him from injury, Bond came out and attacked, the man was almost on his feet when Bond aimed a vicious kick to his head, it connected and sent him sprawling against the far wall. The man was crumpled against the wall and showed little vulnerability between his armoured plates. The man jumped up, he began to bring his machine pistol to bear. Bond met his lunge and thrust the Heckler into his mouth. The gun whispered death and the man fell back.
In the sudden silence his radio burst into life, the voice was unmistakeably Wallis “Keep your eyes peeled boy, the intruder alarm just went off in your area, It will be Bond”
Bond picked up the radio and answered it “What is your obsession with boys?”
Wallis turned to Kassian, “Its Bond”
Without undue haste Kassian took the radio “I don’t remember inviting you. Where are you Mr. Bond? I will send someone to collect you”
Bond continued down the corridor “Don’t trouble yourself Kassian, I will be coming to get you soon enough”
“Promises promises, I’m not hiding Mr. Bond I’m in the command centre lower level three. Tell you what I’ll do, I’ll send Ornella out to meet you. What do you say, nice friendly face” he held the radio close to her mouth “Say Hi to Mr. Bond”
Ornella spoke through her swollen lips “Kassian plus 5 men”
Kassian pulled the radio away “You little tell tale, better tell him what else I have, it should stop any heroics”
“James, I’m sitting on a small thermo nuclear device”
Bond rounded the next corner, covering the angle with the gun “I know, I always thought you were cute”
Kassian snatched the radio from her “Very droll Mr. Bond, Ornella is just dying to see you again”
Bond, searched the rooms as he progressed then went through the double doors and down the metal steps through the stairwell and turned the corner and there in the middle of the next corridor stood Ornella, strapped to her body was a series of tubes, Ornella was covered in explosives.
Bond’s radio crackled into life “Is she there yet? can you see her? Can you see my little Shahidka?”
“OK Kassian what do you want?” Bond was trying to stall and play to Kassian’s ego as he frantically thought of how to diffuse the human bomb. He put down the heckler and Koch and went to her, kissing her lightly on the cheek
Kassian’s voice came through, still sounding calm and in control “What do I want? I want to kill you, I want to make you suffer for all the problems you caused me, all the money you cost me”
Bond checked the tubes of explosives and spoke into the radio “Then let’s talk about it man to man”
“Who is in there with Kassian?” he whispered to Ornella
“Wallis and two others; another of his team is with Chenko”
“What about General Beria?”
“He has gone, all the Russians have gone, Kassian has control and he has a nuclear bomb”
“Beria didn’t they take Chenko?”
“No, he was taken to find his family; they are on the ground floor”
Kassian stopped laughing “Please Mr. Bond. If your next line is ‘Just let the girl go’ I will detonate the bitch here and now. Just come in nice and quite”
Bond thought through the situation, as his hands and brain worked on the detonating device “Well if you want to kill me, now is as good a time, because if you don’t do it now I will kill you, if the Russians don’t do it first” Ornella looked at him as if he had lost his mind
Kassian continued in his arrogant tone “I am one of the Russians Bond, don’t you pay attention to anything?”
There were two wires, one black one red, one was the dummy and therefore the detonator the other was the kill switch “All the Russians have gone, Kassian, only your team here now”
“Chenko is still here, Bond” Kassian said
Bond traced the wires from each of the explosives to a small junction box at her waist “I know, but I guess he is to be killed as well; then they can market him as the political dissident at the scene of the crime”
“My men will kill Chenko; and General Beria is returning with some dead Americans and some dead brits, but we will find a space for you”
Now it was Bond’s turn to laugh “No, you haven’t worked it out yet have you Kassian; you are one of the American’s whose recognisable body will be displayed along with your ex marine buddy and your troop of international mercenaries”
Kassian began shaking his finger at the radio, his whole body shook in denial “We are the one’s planting the explosives now and you will be the one here when they go off Mr. British Secret Agent”
“Look Kassian, I know you are not the sharpest tool in the box but if you are going to blow me up why not do it right now”
Stasi came into the control centre; he saw Kassian in what he felt was a rage. The place was a shambles; the bomb had not yet been connected to the detention device.
Kassian turned to Stasi “If I blast them now how much of them will be left to show to the TV stations”
“What have you got on her?”
“Ten 100mm tubes of Mercury fulminate”
Stasi began to assemble the equipment needed to complete the arming devise “Chemical decomposition may take years or a fraction of a second. The slower processes are of interest only from a stability standpoint”
Kassian held up the radio pushing for an answer “The rapid form of decomposition is detonation” carefully he stripped back a wire with his knife “That term is used to describe an explosive phenomenon whereby the decomposition is propagated by the explosive shockwave traversing the explosive material. The shockwave front is capable of passing through the high explosive material at great speeds, typically thousands of meters per second”
Kassian “Will they be recognizable?”
“It will be messy but they could identify them by their dental records” Stasi began to connect the two devices together, he worked calmly without distraction
“
” Kassian said privately and then he turned on the radio for Bond to hear. He spoke with full bravado “Mr. Wallis will you please go down there and shoot Mr. Bond, oh and Wallis shoot him through the heart; I want his head in one piece”
Stasi spoke with contempt “You really should be more sensible with my explosives”
Kassian was shocked by the words, beside him this evil callas warped killer was reprimanding him “Yeah?”
Wallis spoke into his radio “Say your prayers Boy I’m coming to rip your heart out”
Bond replied “That’s not very nice”
As he left the control centre he affirmed “Yeah Kassian wants your head in one piece”
Stasi finished the connection. His eyes bored deeply into Kassians’ “Yes, sending the girl out there was dumb, from now on you take your orders from me”
Kassian “Is that right? Now YOU get Beria on the radio and You tell him to bring in the dead SAS”
Stasi looked at Kassian with such contempt that his usually pale face began to colour. Stasi inclined his head “Why would the General want to come back here?” He laughed; shaking his head as he turned away he said quietly “You really are dumb aren’t you”
In that moment Kassian realised he had been set up. The approach from Moscow; the offer of his commission, the promise of untold glory from this mission. The Kremlin had played him for a fool.
Kassian snapped, the fears he had suppressed deep down since hi childhood came flooding to the surface. They had underestimated him, treated him like a fool because of his size, because of his soft features. “Dumb, I’ll show you dumb” Kassian pressed the detonator, and the explosives detonated, the tremors hit them and the alarms sounded.
Stasi went to the intercom to close down the alarms and assure the Army that there was no need for them to come back, Kassian nodded to the other guards in the room; deliberately they pulled out their silenced automatics. In one fluid movement Stasi turned and shot both men, it did not interrupt his conversation with the Military guard on the other end of the telephone.
Stasi looked at Kassian “Now there is no need to trouble the General They will be good examples of SAS”
Wallis heard the alarms followed by two shots, he turned around and ran back to the control room “What the…”
The alarms stopped. Stasi flicked off the communication switch “There, now we won’t be interrupted”
Kassian turned to Wallis “Kill him”
Stasi turned and fired again, but he shot only embedded itself into Wallis’s body armour.
Calmly Oliver Kassian left the room.
Stasi extended his arm and released his flick knife. Wallis stood between him and the door “Well boy, looks like we got ourselves a situation”
Bond and Ornella shook the dust and debris from their hair “I told you that look wasn’t for you” Ornella kissed him. Bond held her shoulders “Ornella, I want you to find Chenko and get him and his family out of here, I’m going for Kassian”
Ornella had to run along the corridor to a second stairway, (the explosion had demolished the closest exit) as she went up the first step she saw the blood, a great swath of it against the wall. The metal steps were dotted in more liquid globules; she picked her way up the steps.
On the top landing a bloody hand print stood in testimony and the door handle was smeared in the same way. Gently she pushed the door open. In the large entrance hall surrounded by paintings of unknown national heroes she saw the reason for the morbid decoration.
Wallis the bigoted American from the Deep South was fighting with another man, her hatred of the big American came flooding back, now here he was attacking another defenceless victim. She looked for a weapon of any kind to assist the smaller man but then she noticed the smaller man was fighting back. It was Wallis that was coated in blood, his big hunting knife slashed through the air with a swish, but the smaller man ducked and came in underneath, using his own smaller blade to slice another red gash into Wallis’s body. Wallis fell back into an ornamental tree, and the smaller man, his dark hair flowing, his dark eyes wild with moment jumped on him. The rush of breath and the grunts topped and the small man emerged, he stood looking down at his victim, then he became aware of the other presence, his head snapped up and he saw Ornella,
“You must be Ornella Koznakova, my Father has spoken about you” Stasi withdrew Wallis’s gun, and handed it to her “Come on, I think we should get out of here” but then he stopped, he had noticed the two blooms of blood on her blouse, from where the blade had cut her, is fingers reached for her breast, but stopped short of touching her. He looked into her dark eyes and wondered how she had taken the pain.
His deep blue eyes softened and he allowed himself just a moment to imagine what it would be like, to kill her.
Ornella accepted this strange man as the Russian Special Service Captain and son of Vlad Chenko “Where is your Father?”
Stasi caught her eye, he held her within his stare “He is dead”
Ornella tried to ask the next logical question but his eyes seem to hold her under a spell then he spoke again “All my family are dead” he held out his hand and touched the blood stains “You’re hurt”.
“It’s nothing”
Come, we should leave here, now”
“Wait, I have a friend still down there, he is going to disarm the bomb”
He held her hand and spoke to the child within her “Can you help him? Do you know how to defuse it?
Ornella shook her head “No”
“Come on let’s get out of here” She wanted so badly to trust him, she wanted to escape this nightmare with this strong handsome man, Pavel Chenko, but something was not right. She stopped. He took her hand and looked into her eyes, Ornella saw the beauty in the deep blue, but then as if recognising the subject of an abstract painting she saw something else in those deep fathomless eyes.
When she was a child, and again when she was a teacher, Ornella remembered the old tale of never going anywhere with a stranger.
“No matter what the stranger says?” the voice came back at her
“That’s right, the stranger may say he is going to take you to see you’re Mother, to see some puppy dogs” Ornella reassured the children in her class. “But you must never go”
The little girl put her hand up and asked “How will I know if the stranger wants to hurt me?”
Ornella looked at the children in her class and said
“You will know, you will know”
And now as she looked into Stasi’s eyes, she knew.