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As we approached the outskirts of the residential areas from the hills, the teams split up expanding. Elroy and Jerry were out hunting ahead for us as we gradually made our method through the suburbs. The sky was bathed in the soft red glow of the moon which had actually risen about midnight. We had actually dropped in a run-down factory out of sight as we made contact with the ship at the prearranged time as prepared. The other teams had no sightings to report either.
It was the forth night Andrew who was on point sighted a figure gradually making his way in the instructions as ourselves. 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 found a whorehouse or among them, as it ended up. If this was associated with the storage facility we were browsing for further in or not, we didn't know. We established surveillance from the top floor of a high rise developing two blocks away. This structure had no windows or doors. The shock wave from the weapon that had gone off high over the harbour had harmed every building within a thirty click radius. Our Geiger counter was informing us the area wasn't actually hot now. There was no noticeable indication of life in the structure all night. We reported the developments to the ship about the building. A shabby figure slipped out heading in towards the city. He came back a few hours later with 2 other males 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 female. We waited for the two guys to head back towards the city. An hour later on we observed them leaving. Elroy went in pursuit. He had actually crept up on me a number of times during training in daytime 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.
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 brothel as we quietly 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 four people headed off 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 gear. 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. When he increased up out of no place beside me, I had almost shit myself. Old habits die hard. He needed to grab Sam behind me cupping her mouth as she blurted a scream.
Would they hear her? I asked desperately. Elroy smiled shaking his head. There 2 clicks even more on. There's a warehouse-like Sam described, they have inhabited 3 or four taller structures around the storage facility that was habitable by the appearances of it. There's an ideal building to enjoy them from nearly a click out. Were running into daylight. 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 we were set up 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 blown off or simply collapsed in the blast. With debris 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 evaluated. The structures roller doors were blocked with a forty-foot container across the front fitted out as a bunker with sandbags inside and out.
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