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We had found a whorehouse or among them, as it turned out. If this was associated with the storage facility we were browsing for further in or not, we didn't know. We set up monitoring from the top floor of a high rise developing 2 blocks away. This structure had no windows or doors. The shock wave from the weapon that had gone off high over the harbour had damaged every building within a thirty click radius. Our Geiger counter was telling us the location wasn't truly hot now. There was no visible sign of life in the structure all night. We reported the advancements 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 men pulling what looked like a hooded woman with a rope connected around her neck with her hands tied in front of her. It wasn't till just after dark the figure left heading out into the hills with the woman. We waited for the two males to head back towards the city. An hour later we observed them leaving. Elroy entered pursuit. I tell you that guy is a shadow. He had approached on me a variety of times during training in daytime and dark. Scared the shit out of me when he tapped me on the shoulder, lying down beside me chuckling his stupid arse off. About midnight I heard my radio tap three times. He should 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 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 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 people headed off fishing over one block with the cart as not to bump into any foot traffic. Sam was trying to maintain as I held her gloved hand, dragging her along with all her equipment. We saw the inferred light from Elroy's night safety glasses map reading led with ours. We headed in. Elroy appeared beside 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 grinned shaking his head. There 2 clicks even more on. There's a warehouse-like Sam described, they have actually inhabited 3 or 4 taller structures around the storage facility that was habitable by the appearances of it. There's an ideal structure to see them from almost a click out. Were running into daytime. 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 building with the front side of the structure collapsed out of it. The stairwell was in the centre built of concrete, the only thing standing on the top floor as the rest had actually blown off or simply collapsed in the blast. With rubble stacked as a loose wall to conceal behind in the stairwell door made a best observation post neglecting the target through the gaps. Elroy and I had coaxed Sam up to see the storage facility over half a click away, I evaluated. 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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