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As we approached the borders of the residential areas from the hills, the groups split up spreading out. Elroy and Jerry were out hunting ahead for us as we slowly made our method through the suburbs. The sky was bathed in the soft red glow of the moon which had actually risen about midnight. We had stopped in a run-down factory out of sight as we reached the ship at the prearranged time as planned. The other teams had no sightings to report either.
For three nights we silently worked our way through the deserted streets of the eastern suburban areas in towards the docks. It was the forth night Andrew who was on point sighted a figure slowly making his method the direction as ourselves. He removed to shadow as we followed at a distance as best we could. Elroy went up to assist Andrew.
He went to a three-story concrete building with steel plates repaired to the ground floor windows. The door to the structure looked like it was strengthened steel.
We had actually found a whorehouse or one of them, as it ended up. We didn't understand if this was associated with the warehouse we were looking for further in or not. This building had no doors or windows. The shock wave from the weapon that had actually gone off high over the harbour had actually harmed every building within a thirty click radius. There was no visible indication of life in the structure all night. We reported the advancements to the ship about the building. A scruffy figure slipped out heading in towards the city. He came back a few hours later with two other men pulling what looked like a hooded female with a rope tied around her neck with her hands connected in front of her. It wasn't till just after dark the figure left going out into the hills with the female. We waited on the two guys to head back towards the city. An hour later on we observed them leaving. Elroy went in pursuit. He had actually sneaked up on me a number of times throughout training in daytime and dark. About midnight I heard my radio tap 3 times. He must 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 gear 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 quietly slipped out of the structure heading in the direction of the waterfront. We were heading west 2 seven one degrees with fifteen clicks to go. In single file, the four of us headed off fishing over one block with the cart as not to run into any foot traffic. Sam was trying to maintain as I held her gloved hand, dragging her along with all her gear. We saw the inferred 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. I heard him laugh quietly the fuck. I had almost shit myself when he rose out of nowhere beside me. Old habits die hard. He needed to grab Sam behind me cupping her mouth as she blurted a scream.
Would they hear her? I asked desperately. Elroy smiled shaking his head. There two clicks further on. There's a warehouse-like Sam explained, they have actually occupied 3 or four taller buildings around the storage facility that was habitable by the appearances of it. There's a perfect building to see them from practically a click out. Were facing daylight. Let's get undercover. I heard a smack as Sam wince. That was for the scream. I smiled, she had actually been accepted. Twenty minutes later on we were installed 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 debris stacked as a loose wall to conceal behind in the stairwell door made an ideal observation post ignoring the target through the gaps. Elroy and I had actually coaxed Sam up to view the warehouse over half a click away, I judged. Despite the fact that Sam had not seen the storage facility from the outside I felt her begin to tremble as she lay next to me looking. An inspection through the spotting scope confirmed a heavily strengthened steel side door. The structures roller doors were obstructed with a forty-foot container across the front fitted out as a bunker with sandbags inside and out. There was what looked like shooting holes cut along the outdoors walls.
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