Disclaimer- I do not own Alex Rider.
"First floor secured. Moving up. Over!"
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The mission was easy enough. Secure the building, find and extract the hostage. Disable any enemy guards.
In a way once you've been in this field for long enough all missions end up the same in some way.
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"Second floor secured. Moving up. Over!"
"Copy that. Hostage is thought to be on the fourth floor, be prepared. Over!"
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One of the things that never seems to change is when you come up to a closed door. Your heart stops, your ears ring and all thoughts go away until you're on the other side and you know what's ahead of you. Of course that only lasts until you come to the next closed door.
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"Third floor secured. No sign of any enemy guards. Over!"
"Everyone be prepared for what could be waiting at the top. Over."
Everyone knew better then to believe that the next floor could be clear as well.
"Move along the hallway and take each door as they come. Be prepared."
A unit of four barged through each door on their respective sides of the hall and each room was secured in a matter of seconds. With a few hand signs they moved on to the next set of rooms.
Knowing you're so close to such a large objective of your mission really has its way of making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.
"Down to the last room. Still no guards, I'm going in a head of the other units. Over!"
Everyone in the hall heard the 'copy that' but it was quickly put the back of their minds as their Captain stepped up to the door. One set of hand signs and a loud bang later saw them on the other side and an instant (organised) panic break out.
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"Hostage found. Over."
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Hey! So I'm back... I haven't written anything in about four years plus so sorry (not sorry) if it's bad.
Please let me know what you think! This story is inspired by my walking dead (nothing to do with the walking dead) story.
Until next time!
