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As we approached the borders of the suburban areas from the hills, the groups split up spreading out. Elroy and Jerry were out searching 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 increased about midnight. We had actually stopped in a run-down factory out of sight as we made contact with the ship at the prearranged time as planned. The other groups had no sightings to report either. For three nights we calmly worked our way through the deserted streets of the eastern residential areas in towards the docks. It was the forth night Andrew who was on point spotted a figure slowly making his method the direction as ourselves. He took off to watch as we followed at a distance as finest we could. Elroy went up to assist Andrew. He went to a three-story concrete building with steel plates fixed to the ground floor windows. The door to the building looked like it was reinforced steel.

We had actually found a whorehouse or among them, as it ended up. If this was associated with the storage facility we were searching for even more in or not, we didn't know. This structure had no doors or windows. The shock wave from the weapon that had gone off high over the harbour had actually damaged every building within a thirty click radius. There was no visible indication of life in the building all night. We reported the advancements to the ship about the structure. A shabby figure slipped out heading in towards the city. He came back a few hours later with two other men 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 going out into the hills with the woman. We awaited the two males to head back towards the city. An hour later we observed them leaving. Elroy went in pursuit. I tell you that male is a shadow. He had actually crept up on me a number of times during training in daytime and dark. Scared the shit out of me when he tapped me on the shoulder, lying down next to me chuckling his stupid arse off. About midnight I heard my radio tap 3 times. He must have been a fair 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 silently slipped out of the structure heading in the direction of the waterfront. We were heading west two seven one degrees with fifteen clicks to go. In single file, the 4 of us avoided angling over one block with the cart as not to run into any foot traffic. Sam was attempting to keep up as I held her gloved hand, dragging her along with all her gear. We saw the inferred 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 quietly the fuck. When he increased up out of no place beside me, I had almost shit myself. Old routines die hard. He had to grab Sam behind me cupping her mouth as she discharged a scream.

Would they hear her? I asked desperately. Elroy grinned shaking his head. There two clicks further on. There's a warehouse-like Sam explained, they have actually inhabited 3 or 4 taller structures around the warehouse that was habitable by the looks of it. There's a perfect building 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 built of concrete, the only thing basing 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 gaps. Elroy and I had coaxed Sam approximately view the warehouse over half a click away, I judged. Despite the fact that Sam had not seen the storage facility from the outdoors I felt her begin to tremble as she lay beside me looking. An assessment through the finding scope verified a greatly strengthened steel side door. The buildings roller doors were obstructed 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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