"Special Forces! Drop your weapon and hit the floor!" Similar threatening slogans erupted suddenly after a door burst in.
The gang members' psychology was overwhelmed, not yet recovering from the initial two fellows who were unfortunately slammed unconscious by the wooden door.
Pap! Pap! Pap!
Quickly scanning their faces, the operators fired. None of the faces here belonged to the undercover agents they had memorized deeply.
Before leaving, every operator had read Athena's files to enrich themselves with appropriate intel.
Bodies fell. Gunshots rang above, growing heavier as time passed. "Fan out and clear fast."
Kilo 5 operators rushed their movements. Even then, their motions still retained professionalism, without missing steps due to hurriedness upon entry.
Bringing up the NVGs, apart from the responsible one covering important sectors where enemies could pop out, Kilo 5 operators landed a few more shots on the dead bodies.
Apology again! I'm moving stuffs, little by little...but now another mess appear again where I'll have to fix my motorbike's front brake.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!