"Everyone's set," the commander asked through radio. The girls checked their equipment, patting along to mark them in their mind.
"Set!" x 5
"Weapons check?"
"Lock and load. Check." Inside the two Range Rovers, the guards cocked their firearms, pulling the bolts and checking the magazines.
"The operation begins," the commander announced what everyone desired. "Punch it," she said to her driver, who shifted the gear and slammed on the accelerator.
A pair of SUVs bolted out of their parking spots simultaneously and swerved toward the gate. Both vehicles chose entry and exit spot, and smashed through the boom barrier.
The long rod shed into pieces of debris and flew away and except for a thud, leaved no traces on the armored SUVs.
The tires screeched as the girls maneuvered to the front of the bank before skidding to a stop at an angle. The doors slammed open and 6 black figures flooded out of the vehicles and took a strong cover position.
