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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 stopped in a derelict factory out of sight as we made contact with the ship at the prearranged time as prepared.
For 3 nights we calmly worked our way through the deserted streets of the eastern suburbs in towards the docks. It was the forth night Andrew who was on point spotted a figure gradually making his way in the instructions as ourselves. He removed to shadow as we followed at a distance as finest we could. Elroy went up to help Andrew.
He went to a three-story concrete building with steel plates fixed to the ground floor windows. The door to the structure looked like it was enhanced steel.
We had actually found a whorehouse or one of them, as it turned out. We didn't know if this was associated with the warehouse we were looking for even more in or not. This structure had no windows or doors. 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 visible indication of life in the structure all night. We reported the developments to the ship about the building. Shortly after daytime the door opened. A scruffy figure slipped out heading in towards the city. We took notice of the instructions. He returned a few hours later on with two other men pulling what appeared like a hooded woman with a rope tied 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 going out into the hills with the female. 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 sneaked up on me a number of times during training in daylight and dark. About midnight I heard my radio tap 3 times. He must have been a fair method 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 twice
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 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 of us avoided fishing over one block with the cart as not to bump into any foot traffic. Sam was trying to keep up as I held her gloved hand, dragging her along with all her equipment. 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 quietly the fuck. I had nearly shit myself when he rose up out of nowhere next to me. Old routines die hard. He had to grab Sam behind me cupping her mouth as she discharged a scream.
Elroy grinned shaking his head. There's a warehouse-like Sam explained, they have occupied 3 or four taller buildings around the warehouse that was habitable by the looks of it. There's a best building to enjoy them from nearly a click out. 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 built of concrete, the only thing basing 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 perfect observation post overlooking the target through the gaps. Elroy and I had coaxed Sam approximately see the storage facility over half a click away, I judged. Even though Sam had not seen the warehouse from the outdoors I felt her begin to tremble as she lay beside me looking. An examination through the spotting scope validated a heavily fortified steel side door. The structures 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 appeared like firing holes cut along the outdoors walls.
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