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Elroy and Jerry were out searching ahead for us as we slowly made our way through the suburbs. We had stopped in a derelict factory out of sight as we made contact with the ship at the prearranged time as planned.
It was the forth night Andrew who was on point sighted a figure slowly making his method in the instructions as ourselves. 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 reinforced steel.
We had found a brothel or one of them, as it ended up. We didn't understand if this was associated with the warehouse 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 harmed every structure within a thirty click radius. There was no sign of any motion in the target building. There was no indication of life at all as no one else knocked on the door that night. There was no noticeable sign of life in the building all night. We reported the developments to the ship about the building. There had been no indication of the individual we had actually followed. Shortly after daylight the door opened. A shabby figure slipped out heading in towards the city. We noticed the direction. He came back a couple of hours later with 2 other men pulling what looked like a hooded woman with a rope connected around her neck with her hands incorporated front of her. We had hit pay dirt. 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 went in pursuit. He had sneaked up on me a number of times throughout training in daytime and dark. About midnight I heard my radio tap 3 times. He should have been a reasonable method away as the radio sounded scratchy like it was at its limitation. There were 2 then 7 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 calmly 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 avoided fishing 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 saw the presumed 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 silently the fuck. I had almost shit myself when he rose out of no place next to me. Old habits die hard. He had to get Sam behind me cupping her mouth as she discharged a scream.
Would they hear her? I asked desperately. Elroy smiled shaking his head. There 2 clicks further on. There's a warehouse-like Sam explained, they have actually inhabited 3 or four taller buildings around the warehouse that was habitable by the looks of it. There's an ideal structure to view them from almost 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 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 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 actually coaxed Sam up to view the storage facility over half a click away, I judged. The structures roller doors were obstructed with a forty-foot container across the front fitted out as a bunker with sandbags inside and out.
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