"Ok... hes moving towards the window... NOW!" The C4 meant to block out sound exploded as the team kicked the door and ran inside. John aimed his L96 at the man at the window, looking outside at where the explosion had been. John aimed two centimeters above the man's head and slightly to the right. He shot, the bullet flying towards the left with the wind and down slightly. It hit the window with a shatter, and exploded the man's head like a watermelon, blood showering the hostages. At the same time, Team 2 moved in, flashbanging the room and clearing out the three remaining terrorists. "Good job, mates. Get them outa there. I'll meet you back at HQ" He set his radio back in the holster on his shoulder, pulled his bipod up, and jogged back to Team 1's squad car.

Much later, he arrived at the Zuun bar. He walked up to the bartender. "Two vodkas, please ma'am." He gave her a twenty dollar bill and went to sit at the end of the bar. He started sipping on it, laughing and talking with his Team. "His head just blew up and went to shit. It was funny because his body fell out the window, and a dog ran up out of no where and started licking his legs. You shoulda seen it, John."

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