Jepray

Mike saw nothing but trouble, he was force to take his time as two forces seemed to have droped on top of his contact. One of them went live on a radio, all he could hear was the encripted static. The other force was a bit of a suprise, but Mike was used to bad intel. He started getting ready for a night engagement, geting his gear ready he carefully screwed the silencer onto his P90 and decided to switch the desert eagle for a smaller silenced pistol. Making sure nothing rattled in his ghillie suit, Mike started making his way to one of the groups, his knife in one hand.

He needed to cross one of the groups to get to his contact, but it was going to be close. He would have to take one or two down, to help slow them down. He moved like a shadow in the twilight, the training that was downloaded to him came from the best of the best and he was a ghost. He had to stop a few times when someone insisted on trying to find him.

Pulling out a flashbang grenade he was going to kill everyones night vision. He clicked a cricket like noise maker that all of the underground carried and clicked three times fast to tell his contact that he was going to pop off a grenade. two more click a few seconds later told them that it would be a flashbang. He dared go no closer, he pulled the pin and let the spoon fly off as the grenade hissed in his hand he counted a few seconds off before throwing it into the middle of the squad, and he hit the dirt.

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