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As we approached the outskirts of the suburbs from the hills, the teams split up spreading out. Elroy and Jerry were out searching ahead for us as we gradually made our way through the suburbs. The sky was bathed in the soft red glow of the moon which had actually increased about midnight. We had stopped in a run-down factory out of sight as we made contact with the ship at the prearranged time as prepared. The other groups had no sightings to report either.
It was the forth night Andrew who was on point sighted a figure gradually making his method in the direction 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 way practically as silently as us. We were in luck although we didn't understand 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 building appeared like it was reinforced steel. All the upstairs windows being fitted with iron bars.
We had discovered a whorehouse or one of them, as it ended up. If this was associated with the warehouse we were searching for further in or not, we didn't know. This structure had no doors or windows. The shock wave from the weapon that had actually gone off high over the harbour had harmed every building within a thirty click radius. There was no indication of any movement in the target building. There was no indication of life at all as nobody else knocked on the door that night. There was no visible indication of life in the structure all night. We reported the advancements to the ship about the building. There had been no sign of the individual we had actually followed. A scruffy figure slipped out heading in towards the city. He came back a few hours later on with two other guys pulling what looked like a hooded woman with a rope connected around her neck with her hands connected in front of her. It wasn't till just after dark the figure left heading out into the hills with the female. We awaited the two men to head back towards the city. An hour later on we observed them leaving. Elroy went in pursuit. I inform you that man is a shadow. He had approached on me a number of times throughout training in daytime and dark. Scared the shit out of me when he tapped me on the shoulder, lying down beside me chuckling his silly arse off. About midnight I heard my radio tap 3 times. He needs to have been a reasonable method away as the radio sounded scratchy like it was at its limitation.
Sam was laying next to 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 silently slipped out of the structure heading in the direction of the waterside. We were heading west 2 7 one degrees with fifteen clicks to go. In file, the four of us headed off fishing over one block with the cart as not to bump into any foot traffic. Sam was attempting to keep up as I held her gloved hand, dragging her along with all her gear. We had to stop often to capture our breath. It would be just before dawn with the first hint of red on the dark east horizon when we arrived. We saw the inferred light from Elroy's night goggles map reading led with ours. We headed in. Elroy appeared next to me tapping me on the shoulder. I heard him laugh silently the fuck. When he rose up out of no place next to me, I had almost shit myself. Old practices die hard. He had to get Sam behind me cupping her mouth as she blurted a scream.
Elroy grinned shaking his head. There's a warehouse-like Sam explained, they have actually inhabited 3 or 4 taller buildings around the storage facility that was habitable by the appearances of it. There's a perfect building to see them from almost a click out. Twenty minutes later we were set up in the basement of a five-story structure with the front side of the structure collapsed out of it. The stairwell remained in the centre constructed of concrete, the only thing standing on the top floor as the rest had blown off or just collapsed in the blast. With rubble stacked as a loose wall to hide behind in the stairwell door made a best observation post ignoring the target through the gaps. Elroy and I had coaxed Sam approximately view the storage facility over half a click away, I evaluated. Despite the fact that Sam had actually not seen the warehouse from the outdoors I felt her begin to tremble as she lay next to me looking. An assessment through the finding scope validated a heavily strengthened steel side door. The buildings roller doors were blocked 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 outside walls.
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