They proceeded to the residential building without wasting time and when they got there, they learned that it was surrounded by walls and a steel gate. Well, this was not an obstacle the special forces couldn't overcome.
Ryan raised a hand.
Hold.
The team stopped just short of the gate, spreading slightly to cover angles. One operator moved to the side, checking the perimeter wall, while another crouched near the base of the gate, inspecting the lock.
"Manual chain," he whispered. "Padlocked."
Ryan glanced at it once.
"No alarms?" he asked.
"None visible."
Ryan nodded.
"Quiet entry."
One of the operators stepped forward and pulled out a compact bolt cutter from his kit. He positioned it carefully around the chain, adjusting the angle to keep the pressure controlled.
Ryan watched the road behind them for a second.
Still clear.
"Do it," he said.
The cutter bit down.
A muted snap.
Clean.
The chain loosened instantly.
