He could feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins as he watched the rest of the team ushered towards the mouth of the cave, guns pointed firmly in their direction.

It was a numbers game, with the odds firmly in the enemies favour, 12-4 wasn't a bet Murdock particularly wanted to take.

But it was decision time. Fight or flight.

He glanced to the left, and his heart rose at the welcome sight of the helicopter.

Why pick one when you could do both?

He began his swift descent down the cliff-side, heading towards salvation, ready to stage the rescue.

End.