Pop. Adelie smiled as she got rid of her target.

Mac crouched down looking out for the enemy. Careful now, he thought.

Greg watched as the bullets rained down on them and four men collapsed to the ground.

Pop.

I think I spot him, Mac thought. Now for the ambush.

The man jumped over the tank while firing another round. There will be no tomorrow now.

Pop.

“Dinner’s ready. Adelie stop playing with the baloons. Mac, stop the tag-game. Ask your friend if he’s staying for dinner. Greg switch the TV off please. You’ve seen commando over million times already.”