John quickly threw another $20 bill on the bar, turned, and ran back to the squad car. He jumped in the driver's seat and waited for the rest of Team 1. When they were all in, he sped off towards HQ, slamming on the brakes and throwing open the door to the car. He ran in with everyone else, pulling on his gear. He grabbed his pistol and stuck it in the holster on his left thigh and shouldered his L96, checking the sights and making sure the scope was ok before returning to the briefing room. The Team Leader told them what was going on; two dozen terrorists had taken over the embassy, and wanted a plane to go somewhere of their choosing, and for ten of their comrades released from prison. Team One would move in from the north, Team Two from the east, Team Four from the south. John would be watching the west. He got in the back of the van with Team One, banging on the side of the van, signaling the driver to step on it. "Ok, this place has eight stories. We know hostages are in this room, this room, and this room. You're going to go into this room..." He told them the plan. When they arrived at their destination, he ran into a nearby ten story bank. He went up to the ninth story, pulled open a window, and set up his gear. John watched the roof, noting four terrorists, one in each corner of the square building. He started feeding intelligence to command.

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