Cold War Carnage: The Red Army vs Sonic Boom

Alaina's feet crashing into Natasha was music to her ears. Natasha no longer running her mouth was the icing on the cake. Alaina made her way back over to Natasha and stood over the woman from behind, rolling her over.

With a grunt Alaina tried grabbing Natasha around the waist and lift her up, attempting to hit a deadlift German suplex! If Natasha didn't worm her way out of this Alaina was in control for sure... and had ideas to help get Julia involved!

Natasha was rolled over and could feel herself grabbed and hoisted up into the air. This was going to be bad and so with the help of Sofia instructing her, who seemed to be an extra pair of eyes, she again said something in Russian. The team always did this to hide their plans from teams. Natasha understood and immediately clenched her fist and drove her elbow back into Alaina's head a few times looking to stop the suplex attempt.

If it worked and she landed back on her feet, the Russian would immediately twist and rake the eyes of her rival, showing the heelish tactics they were known for in an attempt to turn the tide of this match back in favour of the Russians

Alaina lift up and the sudden elbow strikes caught her off guard! She moaned as she stumbled back, having let go of Natasha. Before she could fully recovered fingernails raked her eyes!

Alaina stumbled back, howling in pain as she staggered limp legged away from her foe, blinded for the moment and highly vulnerable to a follow up.

Natasha saw the eye rake work and grinned, she stopped to waste time celebrating her achievement but a sharp Russian bark from Sofia brought her back into focus on the match. The Russian approached Alaina and looked to place her hand on the amazon's shoulder and reach behind her to get a handful of hair, looking to drive her back to the corner where Sofia waited, if she could. Trying to move a pissed off amazon was difficult for anyone!

If it was successful there was the potential for a double team. Sofia would place her boot on the turnbuckle and Natasha would use the hair grab and try to drive Alaina's head into Sofia's boot before the Red Army make a tag. This was their game plan, fast tags against the amazon and Natasha would work to beat Julia. So far it was working.

Alaina was blinded and did not anticipate being grabbed! Her skull bounced off Sofia'so foot and the muscular amazon was staggered as she stumbled lump legged back towards the center of the ring.

Alaina groaned as she tried to collect herself and recover before this sneaky team was able to capitalize on their momentum. Easy in theory but much less so in practice!

The Russians were successful and as Alaina staggered away, Natasha and Sofia made the tag so that the blonde with the thighs of steel could now have a chance to wrestle the amazon. Not wasting any time and got close and tried to make a grab for the blinded girls arm, knowing that soon she would be recovered enough to defend herself.

Sofia leaned her lips close to Alaina's ear and even going as far as to nuzzle slightly before she said, "I have seen your powerbomb, it is as weak as you, and you will not be getting me with that!" she then stepped out and pulled on the arm trying to whip the amazon to the ropes, looking for a big hit on the return, unless Alaina managed to recover in time, then Sofia would have a whole different problem to deal with.

As the pair in the ring wrestled, Natasha now on the outside called to Julia. "Zis is what happens when you face Mother Russia, We will crush you!"

Alaina was out of it when Sofia pulled her up to her feet. She heard the Russian whisper and her words were scathing to Alaina especially after her noted failure to pin Lea after hitting a successful amabomb. Alaina cried out as she went running to the ropes. She had a shot to make things go right before tagging In Julia.

On her return Alaina leapt up extending her arm, reaching out to plow Sofia with a flying clothesline! If this connected the still woozy Alaina would make her way to her own corner to tag in a fresh Julia!

Sofia readied herself and thought about how she could take down the amazon. She decided to run to the ropes on the opposite side and return to crash into Alaina. This did not go according to plan. As the blonde Russian ran back she jumped right into the clothesline.

"AGGHHHH!" Sofia cursed and hit the canvas hard. She gasped and clutched at her chest trying to breath from the pain in her chest. Natasha looked on worried, the impact was huge and even some of the crowd were wincing at just how hard it looked. Sofia was in no position to stop Alaina from tagging and was concerned with getting up but the best she could do was prop herself up on an elbow

Julia scowled at Natasha as the Russian taunted her from across the ring, then turned back to face her partner, who wasn’t in the best of spots at the moment. “C’mon, Alaina! You can take that bitch!” she called out, just before the Amazon caught Sofia with a big clothesline! “YES! That’s what I’m talkin’ about!”

As Alaina came toward her, Julia held one arm out toward her partner while the other hand repeatedly slapped against the top turnbuckle, leading the crowd into a rhythmic clap to encourage Alaina on! And as soon as the tag was made, the masked blonde went right to work.

Immediately she ran along the apron until she was facing Sofia’s downed form straight ahead, then grabbed onto the top rope. Julia held on tight and slung herself up until her legs were pointing straight in the air, then turned around and swung her legs back down. Her boots came to land right on the middle rope, which Julia sprang off of to launch herself into a backflip through the air, attempting to come crashing down onto Sofia with a lionsault!

Sofia propped her body up and was breathing heavily, she needed a moment from that monumental crushing clothesline, even going as far as gasping, "Kicks like a Moscow Mule!" However she was not concentrating on Julia who was now the active legal team member from the tag. As she took to the air, Natasha, who could see everything called out in Russian which alerted Sofia.

She looked and her eyes went wide, just having enough time to roll back but was not quick enough to get away from the chunky sexy cowgirl. WHAM!

The crash impact echoed around the arena and Sofia gave a soft groan. Julia wasn't a fat wrestler by any means, but she was built solidly and whatever her weight was, it crushed the chest of Sofia. The Russian in the ring lay there trying to muster enough energy to get Julia off of her, the ref dropping to check whether Julia was moving for a pin or not. "UUGNNN get off me you American cow!" Sofia spat out as an insult