Meanwhile, the assailants in front were getting anxious. It didn't take one to be a genius to figure out something was wrong. Had everything gone smoothly, they should have received the signal to hold off their attack.
Not only they did not receive any signal, but they also weren't able to get in contact with the infiltration team either. This became the source of their worry.
"Sir, the sun will be up in about 47 minutes. We have to retreat before th-"
"No need to tell me what I already know!" The leader of the operation, Eleanor, snapped, "Tell me what happened to the alpha team!?"
"We're still trying to contact-"
Bang!
Before the terrorist even managed to get a word in, a hole was made in his skull. Eleanor was just that kind of a woman. She hated failures and more than that, she hated those who become the reason for her failure.
