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We had actually discovered a whorehouse or one of them, as it turned out. If this was associated with the warehouse we were searching for even more in or not, we didn't know. We established security from the top floor of a high rise building 2 blocks away. This building had no doors or windows. The shock wave from the weapon that had gone off high over the harbour had damaged every structure within a thirty click radius. Our Geiger counter was telling us the area wasn't actually hot now. There was no noticeable indication of life in the structure all night. We reported the developments to the ship about the structure. A scruffy figure slipped out heading in towards the city. He came back a few hours later on with two other males pulling what looked like a hooded woman with a rope tied around her neck with her hands tied in front of her. It wasn't till just after dark the figure left going out into the hills with the lady. We waited on the two men to head back towards the city. An hour later we observed them leaving. Elroy went in pursuit. I tell you that guy is a shadow. He had approached on me a variety of times during training in daylight and dark. Terrified the shit out of me when he tapped me on the shoulder, lying down next to me laughing his dumb arse off. About midnight I heard my radio tap three times. He must have been a reasonable way away as the radio sounded scratchy like it was at its limit.

Sam was laying beside me on her roll sleeping as I dug her in the ribs. Get your equipment together, were moving. The others were stirring as they heard me whisper loudly to Sam. We left Tim on watch at the whorehouse as we silently slipped out of the building heading in the direction of the waterside. We were heading west 2 seven one degrees with fifteen clicks to go. In file, the 4 of us avoided angling over one block with the cart as not to run into any foot traffic. Sam was attempting to maintain as I held her gloved hand, dragging her together with all her equipment. We saw the presumed light from Elroy's night goggles map reading led with ours. We headed in. Elroy appeared next to me tapping me on the shoulder. He had to get Sam behind me cupping her mouth as she let out a scream.

Would they hear her? I asked frantically. Elroy smiled shaking his head. There 2 clicks even more on. There's a warehouse-like Sam described, they have actually inhabited 3 or four taller buildings around the warehouse that was habitable by the looks of it. There's a perfect structure to watch them from nearly a click out. Were encountering daylight. Let's get undercover. I heard a smack as Sam wince. That was for the scream. I smiled, she had been accepted. Twenty minutes later we were set up in the basement of a five-story building with the front side of the building collapsed out of it. The stairwell was in the centre constructed of concrete, the only thing standing on the top floor as the rest had actually blown off or simply collapsed in the blast. With debris stacked as a loose wall to hide behind in the stairwell door made a perfect observation post neglecting the target through the gaps. Elroy and I had coaxed Sam up to view the warehouse over half a click away, I judged. The buildings roller doors were obstructed with a forty-foot container throughout the front fitted out as a bunker with sandbags inside and out.

 
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