The blade slid through the skin protecting the thick neck easily; a harsh push on the knife made the rest of the entry just as fast. A silent scream came from the victim, paralyzed in pain and fear he dropped to the floor as his life began to ebb away. The figure stood over him, before smoothly crouching over the fallen man and checking for a pulse. Satisfied the body was void of life he quickly rolled him into the green brush which surrounded the factory compound.
The lone figure moved fast but sleekly as he skidded down the hill, his eyes peeled for hostiles, his instincts leading him more than his senses. He moved in a crouch by the wall as he saw another unsuspecting terrorist wonder towards him, unprepared, he wasn't paying attention. In a second Jack had him pinned to the floor disarmed, his silenced gun pressing against his head with one had as the other covered his mouth unnecessarily, the threatening look in Jacks eyes told the man to be quiet.
Jack quickly searched him continuously looking around to make sure no other men were advancing on him. He tossed the mans radio before showing him his own PDA, demanding the hostile show him where the hostages were being kept. 'Hostages,' he thought, it was easier to think of them that way, rather than his employer and partner. When he looked at is realistically what was at stake terrified him even more. But there was no time for fear.
The man shakily pointed to a central building before Jacks gun came down hard on his face, knocking him out. He jumped when he herd the voice in his ear, it was Erin.
"Jack?"
"I'm in Erin."
He herd her sigh, she was worried. Losing the hostages would be bad enough, but Bauer as well? How were they going to stop this?
"Keller says time is at your discretion, unless they try assassinate Heller before you get to him."
Jack nodded. "What's the time estimation?"
"Were thinking within the next thirty minutes. They keep bringing him back and forth to the staging area, but so far no intentions to kill him have been advanced. But when they are Jack, the teams will strike and the whole compound will be destroyed."
"I understand." He was cold, felt nothing. He had to be focused, he had to save them.
"Good look."
He silently nodded before pulling the ear piece out and tucking it under the collar of his sweater. He didn't want to be distracted. He quickly checked his ammo before taking what little the hostile had on him too. He lashed out a second time with the gun, making sure than man was indeed unconscious before straightening up and getting ready to move on. He had no idea that the man had triggered a sensory alarm on his belt when Jack had first grabbed him. The terrorists were well aware of his presence.