Battle of Berlin part 6-a

April, 1945
Berlin, Nazi Germany

Employing her super-speed, Olga erupted with a series of body blows to the over-confident German. Ilsa grunted as the Soviet Superwoman unleashed a flurry of punishing fists to her abdomen, grabbing her by the shoulders. Rising quickly, Olga batted her arms loose from their grip and returned with a left hook to the side of her face. Ilsa staggered, though not for long as her Russian opponent countered with another punch to the face. Ilsa grabbed her fist before she could land a third shot only to to have Olga twist her arm hard around before bringing her other hand down on it with a chopping motion. Ilsa bellowed as her arm was rendered momentarily useless, doubling over. With her right hand freed again, Soviet Superwoman brought it crashing down again, this time connecting with the valve on her gas-mask. A spray of greenish chemicals exploded out of the front in a fine mist that continued to stream out of the broken metal. Ilsa backhanded her roughly back onto the ground, where she landed in a crouching position.

From that position the Soviet launched herself forward, both fists forward. She rocketed at the larger woman, slamming into her hard and sending her sprawling several dozen feet away. Ilsa hit the ground with her back and tumbled head over heels over the scarred cityscape before coming to rest against violently against a concrete wall. Choking and still spraying her serum in all directions, she struggled to get her mask off as it was filling up with the drug. It would have been too ironic if she would drown in her own sick creation. There would be time to deal with her later however, now she had to find whatever it was that was going to destroy the city. Faster than any mortal could move, she bounded over the broken wall into the dark confines of the bunker...

To be continued...
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