“Quick into this door!”

            They rush into an office and lock the door. “Everyone here?” asks the new commander. They do a headcount and all nine are there. “Good. Now, let’s try and keep quiet.” They hear a rush of footsteps and some unbridled cursing. Once it quiets, the open the door. The go down the hall until the reach a door labeled ‘D7.’ They open the door, search the desk inside, and find a folder. “We got it!” They diffuse some microphones in small places around the office and wrap a loaded fiber optic around one of the cables. The military could then know everything that happens in the office. They start to leave but one is opinionated to be circumspect.

            “There could easily be another ambush out that door!”

            “Come on, we’ll be fine.”

            They open the door and are shocked to see two surprised patrolmen. The point makes a quick decision and effaces the threat. On closer examination, it’s actually two brigands. “How did they get in?”

            “Doesn’t matter, let’s move,” says the leader. Throughout the rest of the building, they are very cumbersome because of the recent threat. Once they get back to the commander, the point says, “We got it.”

            “Good,” says the commander, obviously now conscious. “Let’s get out of this blasted building.” The new leader is relinquished of his responsibility. After they leave, they connect with the rest of the squadron.

            “Any injuries?” asks a medic.

            “I’ve got the perennial pain in my ankle, might have sprained it,” says the commander.

            “Go to the tent and they’ll fix out up.”

            Later that night, while they are moving, an enemy squadron ambushes them from behind. The team quickly finds cover and begins firing. After ten minutes, it’s in a complete deadlock. No one moves closer to the enemy because the enemy is behind solid cover. A car one of the enemies is behind explodes and produces a spasmodic fire. The team takes advantage and takes out some enemies running for different cover. They remaining enemies show spurious effort, but soon retreat.

            “Any injuries?” asks the commander.

            “Three, we might have to call in a heli-lift for one, he’s in pretty bad shape.”

            “And the others?”

            “One shot in the leg, the other in the arm.”

            “Okay, well take care of them at base.”

            And with that, they move back to base. They won a great victory that day with the papers they acquired, showing detailed blueprints of several building in the city.