A.N.: This chapter literally took me more than a week due to my schedules and my laziness. I am so terribly sorry about the lateness. But I hope that this slightly longer chapter will erase all my sins. XD.
Okay so, I am realized that I am literally dropping plot holes everywhere I go and I have calculation errors. I am sorry about that. I will rewrite some of the earlier chapters after I finish the story. Honestly, I don't know how long this story is going to be, since this is like, kind of just barely the middle of that plot I have envisioned. *shrug*
For the last chapter, a very kind reviewer had pointed out some kind of confusion he/she had. Remember how I added Agent Belworth to my last chapter near the end? Yeah, that section is not in the assault course, I am adding it just so that I can get some of the mission scenarios started. It will be useful in the future but, again, it is not part of the assault course. I hope that make sense ^ ^
Okay, before we go forward, I want to clear up some of the perspective views. If it is Alex's POV, Alex will be written as "Alex", instead of "Coyote". In Wolf's POV, Alex will be written as "Coyote" or "the man", since he doesn't know Coyote as Cub at this part of the story. I won't be writing things like "Alex's POV" because it is annoying to me as a reader when I read it on other stories. I believe in 'natural' transition lol, if that make any sense.
Anyways, enough with the blabberings, onward!
It took them a long while to climb to the top, even when they ran as fast as they could to shorten the time. Finally, the last floor appeared over the edge. Wolf could make out Coyote's silhouette against the light coming from the window. The forty-ninth floor was lit up brightly due to its high position in the building.
"Coyote." Bear greeted the soldier from behind him.
Coyote turned and gave a quick nod, "Bear."
"I am not going to ask how you managed to get up here," Wolf growled slightly, "Since we have more important things to do. But I want every single detail afterward."
"Yes, sir," Coyote mumbled, ducking his head slightly.
That was when Wolf first noticed the sluggishly bleeding cut near Coyote's eyes, "You are bleeding, Coyote."
"Strange that it came from you, Wolf." It was no more than a soft mutter but Wolf caught it.
"What?"
Coyote glanced at him, "Nothing. It's just a small cut."
"We aren't even supposed to bleed in this assault." Leopard said as he gingerly dabbed the cut with a small piece of damp cloth, "Does it hurt?"
"No." Leopard gave it a few more dab to wipe the cut clean and stepped away.
Bear reached into his pockets and drew out a few tranquilizing darts in a small bag and tossed it toward Coyote, "Here. You probably ran out of it already."
Coyote's hand came up to catch it. Then his hand suddenly shifted left and right uncertainly. Wolf did not expect him to miss. The bag landed on the ground with a small thud.
There was silence.
"Coyote?" Bear asked.
"Sorry, I missed," Coyote replied as he bent down to retrieve the bag.
"Anyone could have caught that," Wolf said as he reached down for his gun and loading it with the darts from his pocket.
"Well, apparently I am not 'anyone'," Coyote replied. Wolf paused slightly as he detected the slight unease in the soldier's tone.
"Are you alright?" Leopard asked, catching it as well, "Is anything troubling you?"
"I am fine," Coyote said as he rubbed his eyes.
"Have you been getting enough sleep lately, Coyote?" Snake spoke up.
"Yes." Coyote nodded.
"How much?"
"Six hours at the minimum."
Bear snorted, "Like hell that's the truth."
"Of course it's the truth."
"Well, then what about yesterday? I didn't see you returning to the cabin afterward."
"That was only yesterday."
"Then the day before yesterday?" Bear challenged, "I didn't see you returning either."
"You fell asleep before I came back in."
"I woke up at three and you still weren't."
Coyote just shrugged, "Your words against mine. We are wasting time. Let's go."
"We have wasted enough time as it is. Let's go." Wolf took command, ignoring the glares Bear and Snake threw him, "This isn't a cuddly medic gathering."
Alex and the group crept along the hallways as a group as they swept out the last floor they were assigned. It was eerily quiet. He strained his ears to hear the sounds. He couldn't depend on his eyes right now. His vision was hazy, probably due to the lack of sleep. He dragged a hand slowly down his face and exhaled softly.
"All clear?" Wolf whispered as they all gathered toward behind the wall next to the set of stairs.
They all nodded. Suddenly, the radio burst into life with a soft beep.
"Wolf, Wolf, this is Falcon from M unit. Please come in. Over."
"Falcon, this is Wolf. Have you found them? Over."
"Yes, we have. They are on the thirty-first floor with all the hostages. Do we wait or should we go in? L and N unit is present as well. Over."
"Wait for us. I repeat, wait for us. Over."
"Wilco." The radio clicked and went dead again.
"Thirty-first floor." Wolf said, nodding toward the stairs, "Let's go. The quicker the better."
They nodded in confirmation and ran down the stairs as lightly as possible. Their boots made small clicks as they connected with the uncarpeted section of the stone stairs. It took them less than two minutes to get down the few flights of stairs. Wolf, taking the lead, beckoned for them to flatten themselves against the wall.
"Falcon, this is Wolf. We are at the stairs. Please give directions to your position. Over."
"Wolf, this is Falcon. Take the second hallway to your right until the end and turn right. The hostages are held in a room that is a few doors around the bend."
"How many guards are there?" Wolf asked.
"Six," Falcon replied.
"We will be there soon."
Wolf clipped the radio back and jerked his head toward the right hallway, his hands on his gun and his finger over the trigger. This was it, Alex realized. This was the final part of the assault. They get the hostage out successfully, they win. They don't get them out successfully, they fail. One mistake could take them on a completely different route than the one they were aiming for.
"Loaded?" Wolf asked quietly as he gestured toward their weapons. They nodded and Wolf took the lead, creeping down the right hallway. They carefully muffled as much of their footsteps as possible on the carpeted floor. The only light source on this floor was from the large window near the stairs and at the end of the hallway where it branched into two. Alex's sights cleared momentarily and he focused his gaze ahead. The dim light didn't help much but he could make out the vague turn ahead. Wolf motioned for them to duck behind the wall. Alex, being the one right behind Wolf, pressed himself against the wall and the others followed. Wolf tentatively darted out of the wall and into the right turn hallway, his gun raised in a tensed position.
"All clear." Wolf said as he relaxed a little but not fully relaxed, "M, L, and N unit should be somewhere close by. Stay close and together. If you see any guards, shoot, don't hesitate." He then fixed each one of them with a hard stare, "Understand?"
"Yes."
"Good." Wolf carefully proceeded forward. Bear took the rear, glancing behind them to make sure that they wouldn't get sniped or jumped from behind. The carpeted floor reached an end and the rest were stone floors. Alex winced as their boots came in contact with the stone floor. It made a soft yet loud click. The floor was made of smooth marbles crisscrossing in checker style.
"Wolf?" A hesitating voice called out. Falcon. The soldier emerged from wherever he was hiding.
"Falcon." Wolf, who was about to pull the trigger, let his finger uncurled slightly from the trigger and dropped his arms slightly, "Where are the hostages?"
"Just down the hallway." The man said in a low tone, "The rest of us are outside the door. How are we going to break in?"
Alex tuned out the conversation as he stepped slightly to the side and allowed Bear and the rest to go past him. Bear gave him a small glance but did not comment, for which he was glad. With his vision not entirely working properly, Alex wasn't sure what awaits them in front. He closed his eyes and massaged his temple gently. His vision cleared as he opened his eyes again. There weren't any light ahead of them and the only light was from behind them where the large window was opened. He turned sharply as he felt a presence behind him. A gun was pointed at him. Without thinking, he chopped down on the outstretched hand that held the gun with as much force as he could muster and pulled his gun out, pressing it against the man's temple.
The commotion made the soldiers in front of him stop and turn, "Coyote? What are you doing?"
"Coyote," The man gasped out in pain as he clutched his hand, "I am Hawk from M-Unit. I am your side."
"I am sorry," Alex said though he didn't sound sorry as he released the man immediately, "It was a little instinctive. I usually don't wait and talk it out when someone is pointing a gun at me, even if it is merely a tranquilizing gun."
"Why were you pointing a gun at him?" Bear demanded.
"I thought he was with the green jackets." Hawk exclaimed, "I just turned the corner and then I saw your back shadow. I mistook you for a green jacket."
I thought he was with the green jackets. Maybe it was because of the way the man phrased it, or the hurried explanation that the man looked too willing to give, Alex had doubts.
"A pretty commonly made mistake." Falcon spoke up as he walked to Hawk, "It is fine. I understand."
"I thought you said the rest of the three units are ahead?" Wolf frowned.
"Well, apparently he isn't." Falcon chuckled slightly as he dismissed the topic and led on, "Come on, let's go. The quicker we get there, the better."
"We should radio for the rest to come up here." Wolf suggested as they walked on, "And have them surround this floor so that the guards won't be able to get out easily."
"No," Falcon was quick to cut the idea, "Too risky. We are too close to where they hold the hostages. It will take time for them to all spread out."
"We should still inform them," Alex spoke up. The rest of them minus Falcon and Hawk looked slightly surprised at him. He was never persistent about anything and he, just by saying this, was very uncharacteristic.
Falcon shook his head immediately, "Takes too much time. We are almost there."
They had been walking for quite a while now, Alex noted a while ago. He remembered what Falcon had told them over the radio when they had just come down the stairs.
Take the second hallway to your right until the end and turn right. The hostages are held in a room that is a few doors around the bend.
They had walked for a pretty long distance and yet they still haven't seen a door. Judging by the way how Falcon phrased the radioed message, he meant that it won't be too long. But it could always be interpreted it the literal way. That it literally was a few doors around the bend though he didn't mention how far away the first door would be.
They had passed a window a while past and the light was slowly diminishing as they walked deeper. Alex felt something brushed against him. He turned toward Hawk, who was walking behind him. Hawk glanced back and gave him an apologetic nod when Alex asked him he was the one who brushed against him.
Wolf reached for a flashlight by his utility belt. It made a small rustling sound and Falcon stopped him, "Don't get your flashlight. It will alarm the green jackets."
Wolf grunted by pulled his hand away nonetheless. Alex couldn't see much of anything as they descended deeper. The only light was a dim eerie light that he wasn't sure about his origin. He closed his eyes and focused his senses instead on their surroundings. Hawk, who was behind him, was breathing quite loudly yet not loud enough to call it huffing. Someone near the front had boots that made a soft click every time the man took a step. The rest of them were all walking as quietly as possible.
"We have been walking for a while, Falcon," Wolf growled after a while when a complete darkness descended.
"Sorry. This is actually a shortcut to cut to the opposite end of the building." Falcon replied. Alex nearly snorted. Shortcut. Yeah right. They could vaguely spot another window ahead, "We are almost there. The room is just near the window. I suspect that they required the light to actually see things." Falcon's voice carried loudly.
Under the temporary darkness, Alex sidestepped quietly and let Hawk walk passed him, unbeknownst to the man. The man continued walking. Alex stepped back behind them and slowed his steps down a little. Something was wrong and he had a guess. But he wasn't going to tell them just yet, because of the successfulness of the assault, right now, depended on the right timing for him to break his guess. Because once he did break it out, chaos would ensure. That is if his guess was right.
Alex stayed back in the darkness as the rest proceeded toward the light source. He was only several meters away yet they couldn't see him. The contrast between the darkness and the light was too strong for them to distinguish him. Alex smiled slightly as he watched Hawk looked startled right after they walked out of the darkness.
"Where is Coyote?" Hawk asked out loud.
The rest of the soldiers spun around at his comment. Alex noted how Falcon looked a little on edge.
"When did he disappeared?" Wolf asked.
"I don't know." Hawk shook his head, "I was behind him the whole time but I didn't see him leave or disappear."
"Did the green jackets took him?" Falcon was quick to ask.
"No, I don't think so." Hawk shook his head again, "There weren't any green jackets. I checked."
Alex did not miss the look that Falcon and Hawk exchanged, "Let's continue without him. We will come back for him later. He might have gotten lost in the dark."
"But…" Wolf hesitated.
If Alex was present, he would have said something extremely sarcastically cheesy. Something along the line of 'Oh my dear, you care about me!' But he wasn't, so he reframed himself from opening his mouth.
"We don't have much time." Falcon said in a slightly lowered whisper as he gestured at the door a few feet away from the opposite side of the window, "The hostages and the guards are in there. Let's hurry."
Wolf paused, "Where are the rest of the unit?" He narrowed his eyes, "Falcon?"
Falcon glanced at Wolf for a moment. Knowing fully of what was going to happen next, Alex ran out of the shadows and pushed them to the ground. Not a second later, guns fired. The darts flew over their head. Alex was pleased to hear the surprised and the wide eyes from Falcon and Hawk. Wolf, Bear, the two medics, and Parrot landed on the ground roughly. Alex, with his momentum, after knocking his unit members down, skidded a few feet ahead of them. He groaned slightly. The gunshots soon ceased.
"What was that?" Wolf exclaimed, his hands immediately on his gun and his eyes surveying around. He took in the rest of his unit then back at Falcon and Hawk, "What the fuck was that?"
"The green jackets." Falcon said as he winced, getting up, "Must be them."
Alex coughed slightly as he eased himself up with his elbow. Goddamn, he won't be trying that again anytime soon. Though the loon on Falcon and Hawk's face probably compensated partially. The rest noticed him, "Coyote!"
"You know," He said as he struggled to his feet, "I swear that was more than six guns firing at us, Falcon."
"There must be more green jackets than I thought," Falcon said though he looked a little agitated.
Alex grinned slightly as he unclipped his radio, "Why don't we radio for backup?"
"Don't!" Falcon reached out. Too late. The radio beeped as Alex clicked to start communication.
A moment later, Alex was not surprised to hear the simultaneous beeps around them, from the hidden shadows. The rest of the soldiers were all around them, just hidden.
"There you g-" Alex faltered as he found himself staring at the gun pointing at him. Falcon cocked the gun on him, "Good job, Coyote."
"What is the meaning of this, Falcon?" Wolf growled as he raised his gun toward Falcon but he paused when Hawk pointed his gun at Parrot, who squeaked.
"Why, I thought you would have figured it out already." Falcon frowned slightly, "We are on the green jackets' side. In fact, all of us are, except you and your two units."
"Traitor." To their surprise, Bear snarled.
"The sergeant made us do it," Falcon said. Alex was aware of how the man's finger seemed to be curling around the trigger by the second.
Alex slowly tilted his gun that was by his side and tried to make it look inconspicuous. He aimed it at Hawk. Just before Falcon pulled the trigger, he ducked and fired one shot at Hawk. He didn't wait till it hit home before he lashed out, swinging around to knock the gun out of Falcon's hand. Falcon, expecting his move, sidestepped easily and cracked his gun over his head.
Momentarily blinded, Alex crumpled to the ground.
"Coyote!"
Falcon dragged him upright, pressing his gun a few inches away from his chest. Alex winced as he tried to blink the stars out of his eyes, "No one moves. Don't forget, you have more than ten pairs of guns trained on you. Now, I am going to open the door and you all go in, quietly, without any resistances. Understand?"
They glared but nodded when Falcon nudged the gun casually at Alex. Alex fixed his eyes on the door, a plan already forming. He turned toward the rest, trying to convey his plan to them. Then he paused and sighed inwardly. Ben wasn't here. Over that half a year of time, they had been on numerous missions and they could mostly communicate without speaking. But this wasn't Ben they were talking about. Alex glanced toward Leopard. The man was probably the most intelligent and strategically thinking person amongst them. Too bad that Ferret wasn't here. The man met his eyes. An understanding passed between them and Leopard nodded, his head moving slightly up and down.
Falcon pushed open the door. Out of the corner of his eyes, Alex saw the other soldiers walking out from the shadows and around them.
"Get in." Falcon gestured for the rest of K and J-unit to enter, his gun still pointing uncomfortably close to Alex. He would be knocked unconscious immediately if he was fired upon, they all knew. It wasn't deadly, but at such close range, Alex didn't know what other things might happen. Wolf entered first and last followed by Leopard. He glanced at Alex and nodded.
At that moment, just before Falcon could walk inside, Alex elbowed and jabbed back at the man in a sudden jerk. Falcon gave a small groan as it connected with his stomach. Air flew out of him and he crumpled to the floor, momentarily stunned. The soldiers, a moment later, started firing at Alex. He pushed Leopard inside the door and snuck inside. A dart grazed his shoulder and he winced. There was a lock on the inside of the door. Alex jammed his finger into the side and slide it over the door frame. The door bulged as the soldiers tried to open it but it held.
Alex turned and was glad that Wolf and the others had the green jackets inside under control, at least temporarily. They each have their gun pointed at the green jackets. Wolf turned slightly to him but his gaze never leaving the guards.
"You good?" Wolf asked.
Alex sighed a little as he leaned against the door and pulled out his gun, "Yeah. I am so not going to try that whole thing again."
A loud crack told them that the door won't hold any longer. Alex surveyed the room quickly. Besides the five green jackets, the hostages were not in immediate danger. Well, ignoring the whole lot of SAS soldiers just beyond the small thin wood barrier.
"Hands up in the air where I can see it and drop your weapons," Wolf said, his gun sweeping quickly across all the guards.
Four of the five dropped their weapon onto the ground with a loud clatter and raised their hand over their head. The last one suddenly turned and grabbed one of the hostages, Eagle, and pointed his gun point-blank at the soldier's chest, "Don't move or I will shoot."
Eagle, whose voice was muffled by the tape across his mouth, rolled his eyes slightly. His hands were bounded behind his back just like all the other hostages. For a moment, Alex met Wolf's eyes and nodded, a little grimly.
The next moment, just before all the other guards went to retrieve their weapons on the floor, Alex fired four quick successive shots. At the same time, Wolf lunged forward, trying to knock the gun out of the green jacket's hand. The guard grinned as he pulled the gun on Eagle.
Well shit. Alex threw himself at Eagle, bringing the man to the ground just as the same time the shot was fired.
Wolf could only watch in horror as Coyote threw himself at Eagle, knocking them both to the ground. Then there was silence. Even though Wolf knew that it was only a tranquilizing dart, Coyote's unmoving body unnerved him.
"No…"
While the guard was stunned by the sudden interception, Bear swung his gun around and shot the man. The door gave another loud groan as the soldiers outside gave it shot.
Suddenly, Wolf felt that something was wrong. His instincts were telling him that he was missing something. He turned around, a little agitated. Four guards laid on the ground knocked out by Coyote's uncanny shots. The last one was shot by Bear. That make five guards in total.
"How many guards are there?" "Six."
Falcon had told them that there were six guards. Was the man lying? Or was he…
He swallowed as he saw the last guard appeared over the edge of the discarded desk with the second hostage, Ferret from J-unit, in his grasp, "No one moves."
"Fuck," Wolf swore loudly.
The door gave another groan that alerted them to the inevitable end.
"You wi-" Wolf started to say when, suddenly, the guard's eyes widened. The gun dropped from his slack grip and the man dropped soon after. A dart was shot at his hand, numbing his fingers so that he couldn't pull the trigger. A second dart was over the man's chest, knocking the man out a few seconds later.
Coyote climbed shakily from the ground, "Wolf, were you going to say 'you win'?"
Wolf could only gape at the soldier, "I thought you were shot!"
Coyote raised his brow slightly, "I took classes before on how to act."
He bent down at untied Eagle, who gave him a grateful hug that he immediately pushed away.
Wolf, finally gotten over the initial shock, cleared his throat loudly, "We have to go. Now. The window should be a good way out."
He quickly crossed to the window and pushed it open. They were quite a long way up. Wolf watched as Coyote extended his head outside the window and peered upward.
"You found something?" Wolf asked as Coyote turned toward them.
"Wolf," Coyote said as he pointed toward the large armoire like cabinets, "Can you push that over the door? It will buy us a few minutes."
Wolf nodded and he and Bear pushed it over the door. The protruding handlebar wasn't much of a business for the door was caved in instead of protruding outward or flat with the frame. For extra precaution, Wolf pushed the desk against the cabinets.
"There is a fire escape just above us." Coyote informed them as they finished, "We might have to jump upward. It is a little risky so it might be better if we have a rope of some kind that we can pull everyone up."
"We don't have a rope," Wolf stated.
"We don't," Coyote smiled slightly, "But they do." He pointed at the hostages and their bounded hand.
They quickly went over to each hostage and cut the rope open while leaving as much of the rope intact so that it would be long enough. They tied each segment together with a knot at the end.
Testing its strength, Coyote nodded, "I will go up first and tie this rope somewhere."
Wolf peered out the window and looked above them. The fire escape was directly above the window and was out of reach. One could possibly stand on the sill, jump and will reach it. But it was risky.
Coyote climbed on the window sill and wobbled slightly as he tried to find his balance. He tied a string of rope around his waist and handed the other end to him, "If I fall, remember to pull me up. Actually, if you don't want to pull me up, it's fine."
Before Wolf could respond, Coyote took a large jump upward, his fingers grasping for the edge of the metal stairs or, if possible, the bars. His feet kicked the air as he grabbed hold of something that was out of Wolf's vision. Wolf leaned out a little. Coyote had both of his hand on the edge of the metal stairs and was trying to pull himself up. He watched in anxiety as the man hooked his right foot on the edge and pulled himself upward a little with a grunt. Then his right hand slipped off the edge, leaving him dangling with just one hand, his foot falling due to the loss of a handhold.
"Coyote!" Unconsciously, Wolf cried out. He tightened his grip on the rope.
"Coyote," Ferret, the soldier from J-Unit, stepped up from behind him, "Try again. Once you put your right foot up, reach for a bar. It should be easier."
Coyote nodded as he reached out, with his right hand, for the metal edge and swung his right foot upward, barely hooking onto the edge. With his right hand and the aid of momentum, he successfully caught the first bar. The rest went slightly easier and smoother as he pulled himself up using the bar and finally climbed over the metal bar fence.
"Wolf, is the rope long enough?" Coyote called out from above as he finished tying the rope to a secure pole of the fire escape.
Wolf nodded as he tugged the rope, "It is good."
"Tie it around your waist when you jump. I will pull you up afterward when you manage to get a handhold."
Wolf grunted in reply as he stood and balanced himself on the window sill, ducking his head to not hit the top of the window. He narrowed his eyes as he calculated the jump. About one and a half meter in distance. If he launched himself towards the…
"Screw the calculation, Wolf." Coyote said, a little agitated, "Just jump with your instinct!"
"Fuck you."
"Thank you, now jump."
Wolf jumped. His hands reaching out for the edge and getting it. Coyote gave him his hand and pulled himself up a few bars. He latched onto the third bar and pulled himself over the fence.
"Thanks," Wolf said, turning toward Coyote. But Coyote didn't hear it, too busy helping the next person to jump upward.
It was that moment that Wolf suddenly questioned why he had hated Coyote in the first place. Because he simply wasn't Lynx? His age? His childish whining? His sarcastic traits? He didn't know anymore. He disliked Coyote because of his youthful appearance in the first place. Children did not belong in this world. Then once he had learned of his age, he disliked him because he was…the new fourth member of the unit. Maybe Eagle really was right. He hadn't let Lynx go yet. He didn't think he ever could. But, just like Eagle said, Coyote suddenly seemed very similar to Lynx. But sometimes, they were very different. Maybe it was time to move on and get the grudges over. But…
"Wolf," Bear's call jerked him back to attention, "We are all present. Let's go."
Wolf took a look around at the two units and the hostages and nodded, "Alright, let's go. We can swing by the twentieth floor and go down using the stairs. We can hide easier in the building during that."
They nodded and proceeded down the escape route. He took the front and Coyote taking the rear. Wolf did not object to the arrangement. Coyote appeared…sharper during the assault. Wolf glanced slightly at the said man over his shoulder. Coyote looked alerted and was alarmed at every single noise, his hands were always on his gun. As if noticing his gaze, Coyote turned toward him. Wolf turned away before their eyes met.
"Congratulation, soldiers." The sergeant greeted them as they finally exited the building.
Alex wanted nothing more than just to throw himself onto the hard stone that dared to call itself a bed and sleep. The rest of the soldiers emerged from the building a few moments later.
"You have successfully secured the hostages, without losing a single one of your soldiers." The sergeant continued, "Though I am sure you can work more on the building siege section of the assault."
"Sir," Wolf spoke up and the sergeant nodded for him to continue, "You did not inform us of Falcon and the rest's objective. They were not on our side."
"Yes, I told them to go against you." The sergeant nodded nonchalantly, "It serves rather well to see how you cope with sudden change in situations. In your missions, you do not always have a trustworthy ally."
"With respect," Wolf said, "isn't that the work and lines of thinking as an agent for 6, sir?"
Alex felt like rolling his eyes. Being an agent was not so simple. First of all, you don't go in with such a large number. Second, of all, you never have a trustworthy ally. Or at least that was what he gathered after his missions.
"Now, the assault has taken you quite a long time, I must say." The sergeant said as he clasped his hands behind his back, "You may take the rest of the day off, seeing how it is already late afternoon. Rest up and treat your wounds. Especially J-Unit, seeing how you have a mission in just a few days."
"Yes, sir!"
"And Coyote?" Alex turned toward the sergeant as they left, "Definitely treat that cut on your forehead. It is quite nasty looking."
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