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The team leader and her partner quickly stood up again to cover the front. "Is everybody okay?" She roared. "Sitrep…Charlie 6."

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"Not a scratch."

"Nothing broken…hmmm…I have a running nose, likely catching a cold from swimming at night. The sudden heat must have caused this."

Everyone was speechless at this specific information. Sister, nobody wanted to know.

"Well, I guess I'm fine too." The dog handler replied. "The dog is also strong and healthy."

She sighed in relief at the good news. "You and the dog will stay behind unless I ask you. Clear?"

"Yes, Ma'am." The dog handler nodded. He was so close to death. Without the Spirit Fox's fast response, he couldn't imagine his fate. He obeyed the order without reluctance since the two had completed the task.

"My fault. I overlooked. The pointsman coughed and apologized.

"We'll see about that later. Move now and stay frosty." The team leader squeezed the pointsman's arm and the two advanced.

She never had the intention of blaming her partner for missing the trap. Specks of dust and obscure visions, not mentioning the trap was delicately planned and placed. Furthermore, blaming would only worsen everything.

"Charlie 6, this is HQ."

"Send it."

"What the f*** is going on? I heard reports from nearby teams that there's an explosion."

"That's A-ffirmed. We encountered a booby trap. A nasty one too." The team leader replied. "Charlie 6 is advancing, we have no casualty."

"Roger that, please take care of yourself Charlie 6."

"Will do. Be advised, the suspects are far more dangerous than assumed. They can set up booby trap. I wonder whether the suspects' identities likely come from a military background."

"Received Charlie 6. We'll work on your findings. Continue your work, supports are on the way too."

"Understood, Charlie 6 out." The two stopped again as the floor's slope gradually angled upward, apparently, the team had reached its goal. Upstairs, robbers might just be waiting.

"C2?" The pointsman asked.

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"Negative. We don't know for sure what's beyond the door. What if civilians are inside? Wand it." The team leader gave a command.

The pointsman put the rifle behind her back, as she took out a tiny optical camera with a long wire connected to a device for visual. Poking the camera through the hole and observing the room, she checked the doorway and cursed. "Son of a bitch!"

"Language," muttered the team leader covering the threshold from above.

"Why don't you see it for yourself?" The pointsman displayed the screen.

"Holy motherf*****!"

The pointsman's lips twitched at her leader's outburst, more outrageous than hers. "So…the room is rigged with explosives. I'm sure we're fighting against some specialists by now."

The team leader nodded and took a deep breath. "Prep for a charge since we have no liabilities."

"Like I told you a long ago." The team leader ignored her partner's mumbling.

Afterward, she relayed her plan to the headquarters. Without further delay, the rear member came up and stuck the black explosive straps on the door. "Setting charge."

Everyone backed up a few steps. Conventionally, one must find cover instead of standing a few meters away before the explosion to protect from dangers.

But Spirit Fox's armor and equipment were on another high tier. With visors, fragsuits, and body armors, this type of control explosion didn't pose any harm.

The breacher returned to her position and initiated countdown. "I have control—on my call. Breaching in 3, 2, 1."

Bang!

The 'doors' flew out and soon explosions followed suit. Obviously, the booby traps worked as the explosive breach destroyed them.

"Good entry."

"Go! GO! GO!" The operators dashed in.

"Room clear!" shouted the two who entered first.

"Opened door on the left."

"Pieing it. Left-side no factor." The operator put her assault rifle at high-ready, a gesture to signal she gave the opposite partner, an initiative.

"Going in," said the other operator, snapping her QBU-191. "Hallway, clear for now. Holding long. Got two opened doors on the left, one closed on the right."

The first operator took a step to the side and the closest behind filled in the gap to cross cover. "Move."

With operators behind ready, the team moved in formation. The closest was the opened door on the left.

One of the pointsmen compressed her QBU-191 and took a center check before storming in as soon as she felt a squeeze on her arm, extending the barrel out the moment she snapped at one corner while number 2 covered her flank, mimicking the same movements.

"Clear left."

"Clear right."

"Room clear!"

The third one also entered checking both operators' states. The three stayed inside letting the formation outside pass.

Four were stacked on both sides of the closed doors as the rest overtook the formation.

"Entering."

The women worked on another opened entry and cleared the room. The available ones reached the end of the hallway. "Got stairwell, holding."

"With you." Another operator touched the covering operator's elbows with hers. Two barrels aimed upward.

Meanwhile, outside the closed door, the operator on the doorknob tried the lock and nodded. Behind, her partner stretched out her forearm with a flashbang.

The door swung inward and an object was thrown in. Bang! Four operators flooded in. "Clear!"

The group returned to a stack. "Last man."

The team leader barked orders. "Stack on the staircase. We're moving up." She radioed the command. "HQ, Charlie 6 meets no contact for the moment. We've cleared the basement of some buildings. I'm not sure where though."

"Copied, proceed with caution. Suspects have likely escaped but swivel your heads around on high alert. I don't want to hear another explosion."

Do you think I'd like to? Why don't you come in and try?…The team leader's eyelids twitched.

"Noted. Charlie 6 moving to the first floor." She signaled her team to advance. The team walked on the steps with due vigilance, watching out for traps and tangoes.

"Room clear."

"Last room!"

Soon, everyone cleared the entire apartment, removing some traps in the process, and wrapping up any intel left behind.

"HQ, we've cleared the apartment. Suspects had escaped thoroughly, leaving nothing behind. We made no contacts. Awaiting further orders." The team leader relayed what she gained after clearance.

"Charlie 6, this is Athena."

"Send traffic, Athena." The team leader's eyes widened as if surprised Athena had intervened.

"I might have a possible ID on the suspects fleeing your area. 5 men had escaped from the building through an alleyway. I recommend you pursue these men; the other available units should be getting close."

"Acknowledged, Athena. Thanks for the timely assist. Charlie 6 will chase 5 tangoes and link up with the rest later."

"Ladies, we might have to proceed on foot. I sure hope you don't have your stomach full." The team leader teased her subordinates.

The group left the apartment and came across others, whose residents opened the doors and looked in their direction with curiosity.

"Ladies and Gentlemen please stay inside while we deal with our affairs. It's dangerous. Stay away from the door and windows."

"What's happening officers?"

"I heard loud explosions. Do we need to evacuate?"

"Please stay inside and don't move around. Relevant officers will come to the scene soon." The operators didn't say much, repeated their warnings and raced off the building.

Under Athena's guidance, the group took twists and turns, taking shortcuts to catch up. Their weapons covered all sectors as the train moved. Wherever the team encountered an intersection, one or two members stayed to provide coverage as the rest passed until the last one tapped their shoulders and they rejoined the train.

Athena monitored and directed the team's orientations. No one hesitated, giving full trust.

Of course, their special clothing and weapons drew attention. People from the neighborhood would scream questions or watch their movements. Residents were on high alert, hearing multiple explosions and the police presence.

Suddenly, the team stopped their trail, hearing gunshots nearby, and continued. But the sound probably came from an enclosed space and should be related to other Spirit Fox units. They had tasks to do