You snap your rifle up, press it against your shoulder and aim through the window. A single pull of the trigger and your explosive round strikes true. You just catch a glimpse of a human form before it splatters backward inside the upstairs room. You hear a heavy, metal clunk through the window and then silence.
"Squad One," you order quietly, "investigate that building, third floor."
Garcia and her troopers advance expertly, forcing open the door and slipping into the darkness.
"Squad Two," you say, "survey the street."
More troopers spread out along the market stalls, watching the shocked merchants and scanning the rest of the buildings.
"Foxtrot Leader," you hear in your headset from Garcia, "one dead hostile confirmed. He was holding a rocket launcher."
"Roger," you say. "Retrieve the weapon and withdraw to the street."
Sergeant Shah walks up to you, offering a curt nod. He doesn't speak, but his silence sends a clear message. As Squad One emerges from the building, you signal the rest of the platoon to advance.
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