As it was now half past three and the team were wondering around the outside looking for an entrance, Sergeant long the team commander remembered the objective that they had received from the general in Washington. It was to track down and arrest an Italian terrorist mastermind called Tony Leone and the people working for him. “He had been last spotted in hiding three and a half years ago in Johannesburg South Africa after his human traffic business collapsed and it’s our duty to find him”, the rest of the team listened undoubtedly with all eyes on the sergeant heavily focusing and taking in the information being given. “Do I make myself clear?”, “yes sir” they repeated.
Carina found a hole in the wired fence and lured everyone through it, they were now inside. An eagle was gliding through the sky and a little light was commencing from the clouds.
Theodore had his riffle, and as he shot the lock of the door of the first building, he opened the door unsympathetically and found a man lien in the corridor. As the door banged the rest of the team followed with their desert eagles and heavy machine guns behind them. Their snow suits were getting warmer and their thick boots were still frozen from the snow. Rodriguez put on his mask and suggested that the team divides in two. The Quarry had three seven story buildings and a reception building at the front, it had bull dozers and a ton of trucks surrounding the site it almost looked like a building site expect it was overflowing with mud and snow on the surfaces.
They aligned Theodore with Rodriguez and Sergeant Long with Carina. Theodore and Rodriguez worked well together; they started by heading down into a loft in the underground tunnels of the quarry. They were looking around in search of clues through every part on the tunnels. It had been just twenty minutes since they split up and Sergeant long and Carina had a boundless past and were co-operating with each other fascinatingly. Carina had found a piece of paper, a picture of a bunkhouse in a 90s fashion and a map glued with the key behind it. It seemed like there was nobody in the quarry, they continued on through from the upper deck down towards the stairs that led outside and before Long went out the door leading outside three bullets from a machinegun rammed past both of them.
Carina grabbed his sniper riffle; it took him three shots but he managed to get the gunman, they both ran outside and saw a limousine leaving the quarry. “Duck down” shouted Sergeant Long with a quick response from Carina as three men fired heavily into the walls of a building as they missed their targets. Rodriguez heard the sound from sixty yards away as the sound of bullets made him realize that the rest of the team was in trouble. He ran towards the scene and Theodore was on his own in one of the buildings in search of other clues. Theo heard a cry from a barricaded room.
It took him a while but he managed to barge the door down. A woman in her twenties ran and gave him a hug. He told her to take a deep breath and asked “what happened and are you ok” patiently he waited for the right response. She was Italian and didn’t understand much of what Theo said. Theo then grabbed her hand and ran for the nearest exit. Carina and Long were trying to manage; Rodriguez fired his shot gun and managed to kill the people that were firing. The limousine had just left and Rodriguez rushed over to Long who was badly wounded with some of the bullets. “No Uncle don’t die” Rodriguez shouted as he grabbed his hand, it was too late they stood a moment in silence as they witnessed him die. Rodriguez was angered inside with pain and Carina dragged him off his feet as he said “Come on kid, they are coming back for your uncle I promise now lets stop go”
Rodriguez wiped off his tears and regained his braveness he left a family photo on his chest and ran to Carina who was hotwiring a black bmw. He offered André a ride and whilst they followed the limousines route they found Theodore with a girl running. André called for Theo and both him and the hostage stepped in the vehicle with signs of relief.
It was now 10 minutes later Rodriguez shouted “their it is” they saw the black tinted limousine cruising its way down the country side road. Carina was driving and as the bullets fired from the limousine, their was a large force of destruction. Rodriguez and Stevens joined the scenario.
It was now half past five in the afternoon and the firing was still going on the thunder was on its way and they were approaching a little bunkhouse just in the Swedish midlands. Rodriguez decided to throw his grenade