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We had found a brothel or one of them, as it ended up. If this was associated with the warehouse we were browsing 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 harmed every structure within a thirty click radius. There was no sign of any motion in the target structure. There was no indication of life at all as nobody else knocked on the door that night. There was no visible indication of life in the structure all night. We reported the advancements to the ship about the structure. There had been no indication of the individual we had followed. Quickly after daytime the door opened. A scruffy figure slipped out heading in towards the city. We noticed the direction. He came back a couple of hours later on with 2 other men pulling what looked like a hooded woman with a rope connected around her neck with her hands tied in 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 waited for 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 daylight and dark. About midnight I heard my radio tap 3 times. He should have been a reasonable way away as the radio sounded scratchy like it was at its limitation. There were two 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 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 building 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 of us headed off 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 inferred light from Elroy's night safety glasses map reading led with ours. We headed in. Elroy appeared beside me tapping me on the shoulder. I heard him laugh quietly the fuck. When he rose up out of no place beside me, I had almost shit myself. Old routines die hard. He had to get Sam behind me cupping her mouth as she discharged a scream.

Elroy smiled shaking his head. There's a warehouse-like Sam described, they have inhabited 3 or 4 taller buildings around the warehouse that was habitable by the appearances of it. There's a best structure to watch them from almost a click out. Twenty minutes later we were installed in the basement of a five-story structure 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 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 ignoring the target through the gaps. Elroy and I had coaxed Sam up to see the warehouse over half a click away, I evaluated. The structures roller doors were obstructed with a forty-foot container throughout the front fitted out as a bunker with sandbags inside and out.

 
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