-Bam-Bam-Bam-
Suddenly the sound of a steel door smashing against a brick wall echoed in the dark alley. Footsteps followed.
-Ratta-tat-tat-
The echo of the automatic fire hitting steel filled the narrow alley. The door slammed and fire was returned from a handgun.
-Bam-Bam-Bam-Click…Click-
"Damn it!" someone yelled as they fumbled with a clip and a click reassured a loaded pistol. However, suddenly the noise was covered with the spray of automatic fire again.
-Ratta-tata-tat-tat-
"Give me a fucking chance asshole," a hoarse voice roared from down the alley, from behind a bullet riddled dumpster.
They man leaned out from behind the dumpster and raised a 9mm Berretta.
-Bam-Bam-Bam-
The handgun roared as the bullets tore out of it. The man was rewarded with a grunt from the shadow with the machine pistol. The shadow fell to the ground and its gun clattered to the ground. The man's long brown hair lay on the ground and his eyes stared towards the dumpster, searching, for anything as the world went dark.
"I need a paramedic, we have a suspect down!" Rick called from behind the dumpster.
Suddenly everything became sirens and police as the alley was stormed by six men wearing Kevlar vests and carrying MP5s rushed in. The white letters 'ATF' stood out against the black fabric.
"Agent Morgan, what's the status inside?"
"Well armed and organized approximately twelve men, two teams. There might be at least one or two men that tried to sneak out."
"Roger that," he said before turning and calling into his radio, "We got at least two professional teams in there, quick and clean, make it surgical, Hartman out," he finished. "Don't worry Richard; we got tact E.M.S coming in now, just sit tight. Watch our ass," he added afterwards, kicking the Meyer TMP next to him.
As quickly as he appeared, the squad leader disappeared into the building. His eyes roamed around for a moment, trying to adjust to the darkness now that the muzzle flashes had ceased. He heard the sound of boots hitting pavement as the rest of the team moved in. The sound was reassuring; it reminded him of just whose side he was on.