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Elroy and Jerry were out scouting ahead for us as we slowly made our way through the suburbs. We had stopped in a run-down factory out of sight as we made contact with the ship at the prearranged time as prepared. For three nights we silently 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 gradually making his way in 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. As our radios were on, we were getting a running commentary as the singular figure made his method almost as silently as us. We were in luck although we didn't understand it at the time. He went to a three-story concrete building with steel plates fixed to the ground floor windows. The door to the structure appeared like it was strengthened steel. All the upstairs windows being fitted with iron bars.

We had actually found a whorehouse or one of them, as it turned out. If this was associated with the warehouse we were searching for even more in or not, we didn't know. We established security from the top floor of a high rise building 2 blocks away. 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 structure within a thirty click radius. Our Geiger counter was informing us the location wasn't actually hot now. There was no noticeable sign of life in the building all night. We reported the developments to the ship about the building. Soon after daytime the door opened. A shabby figure slipped out heading in towards the city. We paid attention to the direction. He returned a few hours later with two other men pulling what looked like a hooded female with a rope tied around her neck with her hands incorporated front of her. We had actually hit pay dirt. It wasn't till just after dark the figure left heading out into the hills with the lady. We waited for the two guys to head back towards the city. An hour later we observed them leaving. Elroy entered pursuit. I inform you that guy is a shadow. He had crept up on me a number of times during training in daylight and dark. Frightened the shit out of me when he tapped me on the shoulder, resting beside me chuckling his dumb arse off. About midnight I heard my radio tap 3 times. He must have been a reasonable way away as the radio sounded scratchy like it was at its limit. There were two 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 gear 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 4 of us 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 in addition to all her equipment. We had to stop frequently to catch our breath. When we arrived, it would be just prior to dawn with the first tip of red on the dark east horizon. We saw the inferred light from Elroy's night goggles map reading led with ours. We headed in. Elroy appeared beside me tapping me on the shoulder. I heard him laugh quietly the fuck. I had almost shit myself when he rose out of no place next to me. Old habits die hard. He needed to get 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 even more on. There's a warehouse-like Sam described, they have occupied three or 4 taller structures around the storage facility that was habitable by the looks of it. There's an ideal structure to see them from practically a click out. Were encountering 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 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 simply collapsed in the blast. With debris stacked as a loose wall to conceal behind in the stairwell door made a best observation post ignoring the target through the spaces. Elroy and I had 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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