"I found a heat signature on the eight floor, what do i do boss?"
A woman lying ontop of a skyscraper 300 yards says while her eye is tightly fixed on the thermal vision scope with her index finger seconds away from pulling the trigger.
She continues, "its completely dark in there. I can't confirm."
"Should i go in sir, just to confirm, besides, Phebes got my back."
Another member chimes in.
"What's your position Mike, raise your left hand."
"Why?" he asks but still does it.
"What the heck are you doing all over the you stupid....."
"Shhhh! I can here something." Mike interupts as he tightly grips his Assault Rifle and positions himself in the shadows. He peeps over "It's her should i move in?"
"Phoebe do you have a visual?" A voice in her earpiece asks
"Negative sir"
"Mike, move in but make it quick."
Mike moves in on his target who was just about to enter into what seemed like her apartment. He pushes his AR to his back and takes out his small hand gun with an equiped silencer and swiftly headshots the target.
"There's another heat signature from that room Mike!" Phoebe warns.
Mike quickly switches guns and quickly places his index finger millimiters away from the triger. "Oh no!" Mikes' voice is faintly heard.
"MIKE! MIKE!"
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Hears knocking on the door as he happily rushes to open the door. He peeps on the door hole and sees a face he sees everyday. The moment he opens the door blood spreads all over his face as his mom falls on him. DEAD!!
Blood stars oozing on the floor as he is too stunned to do anthing only to notice a gun pointed at him.