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As we approached the borders of the residential areas from the hills, the groups broke up expanding. Elroy and Jerry were out scouting ahead for us as we slowly made our way through the suburban areas. The sky was bathed in the soft red glow of the moon which had actually risen about midnight. We had actually stopped in a derelict factory out of sight as we reached the ship at the prearranged time as planned. The other groups had no sightings to report either.
For 3 nights we silently worked our method through the deserted streets of the eastern residential areas in towards the docks. It was the forth night Andrew who was on point sighted a figure gradually making his way in the instructions as ourselves. He removed to shadow as we followed at a distance as best we could. Elroy went up to assist Andrew.
As our radios were on, we were getting a running commentary as the solitary figure made his way almost as quietly as us. We were in luck although we didn't know it at the time. He went to a three-story concrete structure 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 actually discovered a brothel or among them, as it turned out. We didn't understand if this was related to the storage facility we were searching for even more in or not. This structure had no windows or doors. The shock wave from the weapon that had gone off high over the harbour had damaged every structure within a thirty click radius. There was no indication of any movement in the target structure. There was no sign of life at all as nobody else knocked on the door that night. There was no visible indication of life in the building all night. We reported the advancements to the ship about the building. There had been no indication of the person we had actually followed. A scruffy figure slipped out heading in towards the city. He came back a couple of hours later with 2 other men pulling what looked like a hooded woman with a rope tied 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 lady. We awaited the two men to head back towards the city. An hour later on we observed them leaving. Elroy entered pursuit. I inform you that guy is a shadow. He had crept up on me a variety of times throughout training in daytime and dark. Scared the shit out of me when he tapped me on the shoulder, lying down next to me laughing his dumb 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. There were 2 then seven then one, a break then fifteen. I clicked two times
Sam was laying next to 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 waterfront. We were heading west two 7 one degrees with fifteen clicks to go. In file, the 4 people avoided angling over one block with the cart as not to run into any foot traffic. Sam was trying to keep up as I held her gloved hand, dragging her along with all her equipment. We needed to stop frequently to capture our breath. It would be just before dawn with the first tip of red on the darkened 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 quietly the fuck. I had nearly shit myself when he rose up out of nowhere next to me. Old routines die hard. He needed 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 two clicks further on. There's a warehouse-like Sam described, they have actually occupied three or 4 taller structures around the storage facility that was habitable by the looks of it. There's a perfect structure to view them from nearly 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 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 remained in the centre constructed 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 hide behind in the stairwell door made a perfect observation post ignoring the target through the spaces. Elroy and I had coaxed Sam as much as view the storage facility over half a click away, I judged. Even though Sam had actually not seen the warehouse from the outdoors I felt her start to tremble as she lay next to me looking. An inspection through the finding scope validated a heavily fortified steel side door. The structures 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 appeared like shooting holes cut along the outdoors walls.
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