Gemma Wainnwright had appeared in front of truck.
"Fuck it's Wainnwright!" shouted Paul. "Keep it straight Debbie!"
Gemma opened fire at them hitting Paul multiple times. Paul was killed instantly, as Gemma dived out of the way of the truck.
Debbie looked at Paul's body which was shaking in the passenger seat with the movements of the rough ground.
"Damm you Wainnwright!" screamed Debbie "This is for us Paul!" she screamed as the truck headed towards its target. Suddenly a single shot rang out a sniper rifle shot it hit the back left tire. Debbie lost control of the truck it flipped and crashed to a halt.
Debbie was in shock what happened? She looked at her left arm it was badly broken. Tears started to form in her eyes. She tried to free herself from the seatbelt it was no good she was so close to the target maybe less than five hundred meters. Her collar started to beep the beep got faster and faster and then an explosion her collar blew killing her.
Max was watching in disbelief at their failed mission he had guessed that they where in the danger zone of the building as no one had emerged from the wreckage he held his collar and really wished they hadn't tried to a suicide mission. He held his shotgun in his right arm and looked at his tracer. A single bleep was being picked up just in the sector ahead. He decided to investigate it.
Some soldiers where out by the truck spraying it with foam to stop it exploding. They weren't expecting anyone to attack the building let alone try to blow it up. The soldiers where scared of Black as soon as he told them to get out there they did it was better to obey him.
Max walked slowly along the cliff his tracer was picking up a definite beep. It was saying he was right on top of it or maybe it was he looked down and saw to his horror Andrea Jones impaled on a rock half way down the cliff with a knife in her head.
"Jesus" Max said softly.