"Nora believed we were the ones who stole it." The small German-Kenyan looked at Rebekka before walking towards her, he pulled up a knife from under his shirt and prepared to stab Rebekka.
He felt a gun at the back of his head, it was their new vice commander, "What you think I didn't hear your off-handed comment about my weight. Maybe I should blow your brains out for trying to kill an S Rank officer!"
Rebekka signalled for him not to kill him but instead, he tossed him to the side. "I have an idea. Every week on Tuesday the tank divisions clean the tank and make sure it's in working order. So we sneak back onto sight and load the tank with a shell. We fire it straight at Nora's office. Killing her."
"This would insight chaos and we rescue our leaders from Nora, most of our weapons are left in the armoury. We swoop in and like planned break into the armour. Sound good?"
Rebekka spoke, "That's only your side. Let me think of a plan for our flight crew." She said with her back still turned, kneeling like she was concealing something.