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Elroy and Jerry were out hunting ahead for us as we slowly made our way through the suburban areas. We had actually stopped in a run-down factory out of sight as we made contact with the ship at the prearranged time as prepared. It was the forth night Andrew who was on point spotted a figure gradually making his method in the instructions as ourselves. Elroy went up to assist Andrew. As our radios were on, we were getting a running commentary as the solitary figure made his method practically as silently as us. We were in luck although we didn't know it at the time. He went to a three-story concrete building with steel plates fixed to the ground floor windows. The door to the structure appeared like it was enhanced steel. All the upstairs windows being fitted with iron bars.

We had found a whorehouse or one of them, as it ended up. We didn't know if this was connected with the warehouse we were looking for further in or not. We set up monitoring from the top floor of a high rise constructing two blocks away. This building had no windows or doors. The shock wave from the weapon that had actually gone off high over the harbour had damaged every building within a thirty click radius. Our Geiger counter was informing us the area wasn't actually hot now. There was no sign of any movement in the target building. There was no sign of life at all as nobody else knocked on the door that night. There was no visible sign of life in the building all night. We reported the developments to the ship about the structure. There had been no indication of the person we had actually followed. Shortly after daylight the door opened. A scruffy figure slipped out heading in towards the city. We noticed the direction. He came back a couple of hours later on with 2 other men pulling what looked like a hooded female with a rope connected around her neck with her hands tied in front of her. We had hit pay dirt. It wasn't till just after dark the figure left heading out into the hills with the woman. We waited for the two men to head back towards the city. An hour later we observed them leaving. Elroy went in pursuit. He had crept up on me a number of times during training in daylight and dark. About midnight I heard my radio tap three times. He needs to have been a reasonable way away as the radio sounded scratchy like it was at its limit. There were 2 then 7 then one, a break then fifteen. I clicked two times

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 brothel as we silently slipped out of the building heading in the direction of the waterside. We were heading west two 7 one degrees with fifteen clicks to go. In file, the 4 of us avoided fishing over one block with the cart as not to run into any foot traffic. Sam was attempting to keep up as I held her gloved hand, dragging her along with all her gear. We saw the presumed light from Elroy's night safety glasses map reading led with ours. We headed in. Elroy appeared next to me tapping me on the shoulder. He had to grab 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 further on. There's a warehouse-like Sam described, they have inhabited three or 4 taller buildings around the storage facility that was habitable by the looks of it. There's a perfect building to see them from practically a click out. Were running into 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 on we were set up in the basement of a five-story structure with the front side of the building collapsed out of it. The stairwell remained in the centre constructed of concrete, the only thing basing on the top floor as the rest had blown off or simply collapsed in the blast. With rubble stacked as a loose wall to conceal behind in the stairwell door made an ideal observation post neglecting the target through the spaces. Elroy and I had actually coaxed Sam as much as see the storage facility over half a click away, I judged. Although Sam had actually not seen the warehouse from the outside I felt her begin to tremble as she lay beside me looking. An inspection through the identifying scope verified a greatly fortified steel side door. The buildings roller doors were obstructed with a forty-foot container throughout the front fitted out as a bunker with sandbags inside and out. There was what looked like firing holes cut along the outdoors walls.

 
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