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CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: THROUGH MY ENEMIES EYES
Without warning, the soldier manning the turret fell backwards, out of his seat, with blood gushing out of his head.
Panic spread throughout the group of soldiers, showing their lack of organization. One shouted in his ethnic language, [Sniper! Look out!] The troops were scrambling up on the watchtower walls, desperately trying to figure out where the sniper was before one of them was next. [Hold your position! Scope them out… use your NVGs…]
While they were already lined up at the wall and searching, no one had been able to spot the sniper. Many of them ducked out of instinct and hid low behind the wall worried they were the next target.
Another man on the wall fell as a bullet rang out.
[We outnumber them! Find the shooter… they're out there!] the commander said in a desperate attempt to rally his troops. [We have the high ground!]
Finally, one of the guys spotted three heat signatures. [Over here, I see them! One-hundered meters forward, by our search party…]
Because the search party was gathered tightly, it wasn't hard for one of the soldiers on the wall to spot the three lone heat signatures – it was clear they were the invading enemies. However, the search party exposed themselves as easy targets because of that very same reason – they were grouped too closely together.
[They're dropping like flies! They're mowing right through our men!] one of the wall guards shouted, witnessing the three men advance forward and dropping their comrades as if they never even saw the threat. [Blast them!]
The bullets rained down on the intruders in an attempt to protect their own scouting search party (who still hadn't been able to locate the three intruders despite being fired upon). The soldiers on the wall couldn't believe that the section of infantry below had practically been wiped out almost immediately and within seconds – at least half of the group, anyway – but they were determined to make the three encroaching enemies pay. [Get them before they get inside!] another one shouted out loud, trying to bolster the confidence of his troops. [Radio the men below! Give the coordinates of the attacking enemy!]
Every single man on the wall was focused on the three invaders, oblivious to the outside threats around them. A loud explosion in the distance caught the ear of a few of them, but the importance of it was lost. But it didn't matter… nothing would matter within a fraction of a second later. It would be the last noise they ever heard.
The wall exploded as if a bomb went off. But it wasn't the detonation of a bomb… it was something that Snake-Eyes and the others weren't expecting.
Out of nowhere, the heavy shell from the Flagg sent bodies and hunks of concrete flying in all directions; the entire corner of the prison had practically collapsed.
Low-Light lowered his scope for the moment, his jaw hung agape and toothpick barely held on to his lower chapped lip. It was a rare moment of surprise for someone like him; Low-Light was a hard guy to impress but he certainly was at this moment. "Incredible…" he whispered, watching the explosion from a distance. "Nice work, guys…I did not see that one coming." It looked like Tango Team… whoever was still alive and inside the steel beast… had returned to give their team a hand and just in time.