"Bravo Two Foxtrot come in."
"Reading you loud and clear baseplate, send trans."
"Our UAV's are picking up alotta heat coming from the Radio Station, suggest you take caution and go in silent, over."
"Roger that baseplate. Good copy, over and out."
The Sarge looked at us, "You heard the man. No floppy shit, you got it? You stick to stealth and silence, hooah?" he said, almost angrily.
"Yessir." We all replied.
We were positioned two buildings away. Luckily for us these two buildings were abandoned and taller than the Radio Station itself and Sarge had ordered Kanine and Dusk to attempt infiltration through the roof, via rappelling down the side of the two adjacent buildings. Unfortunately, these buildings were abandoned for a reason. Being so shaken up by the earthquake, an evacuation had taken place and the whole area was moved due to the buildings being structurally unsound and unsafe, any floorboard at any time could collapse.
"Okay... You have 5 mikes to get into position Dusk." Sarge said through the headset.
I was looking at our objective, it was lit up rather well. Beams of light were being shone into the sky, its radio dish was riddled with bullet holes and was rusted. Large windows were scattered along the large concrete walls, and a huge 92.1 Best Hi..z was displayed in neon writing. The building itself was a miracle, it still stood strong, like an oasis in a desert.
"We're going to check if there's a backdoor." Sarge said, looking at Wolf and I.
We nodded and followed his lead.
We ran around the corner and stuck to the walls for cover, beams of light blocked the way. We didn't want to get seen so we held position for the light to move.
There was a rustling in a nearby grouping of garbage bins, quite loud and erratic enough to make the lids fall onto the ground making a large twang sound.
The light immediately hustled to observe what made the noise, and we were standing by with weapons drawn and pointed in case it were enemy.
But it was a dog, a soaked, mangy looking dog. It was searching for food in the trash. We didn't have any other opportunity, so we moved into the alley of the Radio Station while the light was preoccupied by the dog.
We were moving down the alley way when we could hear a banter of laughter coming from the windows, there was a loud bang, to which the Sarge reacted with "Contact!"
There was an ear piercing yelp coming from the direction we had just came from followed by loud joy filled remarks and more laughter.
"Fucking sick bastards..." I heard Wolf say.
"Sarge, this is Dusk, we're in position over."
"Roger, hold until further command."
We made our way into the back of the building, scanning every sector and being as silent as night itself.
We came across a backdoor, which was locked and a fire escape which we could use.
"Here, I'll boost you up." Wolf exclaimed.
I climbed up onto his hand and then shoulders, reaching the ladder and lifting myself up. Sarge was covering our entrance. I slid the ladder down quietly and carefully. Wolf tapped Sarge's shoulder, and the two climbed the ladder. I lifted open a window and climbed into it, being silent as possible.
"Tango... Next room. Shadow." Sarge whispered as he pointed to the shadow being cast by the lone enemy soldier in the next room. "Knife only. Go."
I pulled out my knife and slowly and quietly approached the enemy soldier. His rifle was beside him, a Dragunov sniper rifle. The window was open and a beam of light pointed at the corpse of the dead dog.
I smiled at the thought of revenge, then snapped back into reality.
I was in reach of him now, I lifted my knife and I thrust it into his throat, wrapping my hand around his mouth tightly. I watched the life slowly drain out of him. His brown eyes slowly fading into death. It went silent. Everything was silent.
I wiped my knife off and hid the body in a closet.
"Okay, Dusk, Kanine. Move in, top to bottom, each floor cleared I want report in, hooah? We're on the second floor."
"Roger, we're on our way."
