[Haven]

You slowly get into position and so far it appears that nothing has been noticed in the target house. You’ve found a nice little dip in the Lanes right behind a line of pine trees that are growing closer together than the majority of the ones around you. You start to settle in and Sam finds a good pine to brace the RPK against. You slide down another 7 meters or so to the right of Sam and find another solid pine to brace your AK against.

You wait another 5 minutes before you think that Joey, Jim, and Carter are in position.

The sweat from moving into position is cooling and drying and it gives you a chill as the adrenaline starts to pick up knowing that this is about to get ‘real’.

You look to Sam and say in an intense whisper “Light the f**ker up!”.

Sam shoulders brace against the buttstock of the RPK one more time then takes a sharp breath in.
*RACK-ACK-ACK!*

Sam lets out about a long burst though the nearest window before walking the tracers of the RPK though one window down to the next and hovers for 5 or 6 rounds and then walks them to the next window and continues this until he’s put about 40 rounds into the house’s windows before stopping to scan for movement.

You notice something in the window closest to where the living room should be and think you see the barrel of a gun. You beat Sam to it and throw about 7 rounds though the window. *RACK-ACK-ACK!*

Whatever was there before is gone now. Moments pass…

*POP!* *POP!*
*RACK-ACK-ACK!*
Muffled gun shots come from the house. Then silence again.

You think you hear something that sounds like a woman scream but it’s so muffled and your ears are still ringing from Sam’ machine gun fire.

Then a flurry of gun shots AR’s and AK’s sudden and then over in a half a second.

Another 30 seconds pass with no sound.

*Crack-BOOOMM!!*
The part of the roof of the house on the second story master bed room corner flies upward by some large explosion inside. Smoke starts pouring out of a gapping whole that used to be the area of the master bedroom. The house is rocked on its frame and part of the roof collapses where the bedroom was before. The first floor wall sags under the weight of the debris.

“Holy shit!” Sam comments. He gets up and starts trotting towards the house.

“Not yet SAM! Not yet!” you say, but he isn’t listening.

Aww hell, you think and get up and follow.

Roofing tiles and small pieces of Lane start falling to the ground around you as you approach. Paper and shards of drywall paper and dust still flitter in the air at random. The smoke from the vaporized drywall is choking the air and cutting your vision down as you approach about 30m from the house.

Out of the swirling smoke and trash you see Joey appear hacking and coughing trying to clear the dust out of his lungs.
Your reflexes are keyed up you damn near shot him.

Jim then appears also hacking and coughing.
They are both covered in dust and soot. They look like they’ve been dusted.

Finally you hear a familiar voice, “Last f**king bastard blew himself up. Took the wife and kids with him. They were all huddled around him with blind folds and he was all wired up.” And you see Carter appear out of the smoke, he bends over and hacks a couple times himself before finishing. “I guess when most people would go for a gun, this asshole went for his C4 vest. How do you fight that?” then he continues to cough and pat himself down trying to get rid of the dust.

Joey sits down and starts ripping at his pants on his left thigh which you see has a 2 inch diameter red spot.
“I think it is just a graze. Guy on the second floor almost got us all. He was shooting his AK with his left hand only so he wasn’t very accurate after the first shot.” As Joey gestures to his left thigh. “That saved us. I think yall might have wounded him in the initial burst. Good shooting.”

Carter and Jim start patching up Joey’s leg with a piece of ripped clothing they get from the rest of Joey’s pant leg. It is just a graze. Enough to cause a limp around the house but not noticeable when the adrenaline is pumping. “I don’t know what you’ll find in the house but maybe it is still worth checking.”

“Got it.” Sam jumps in and starts searching though the house.

He comes back 5 min later with a half filled garbage bag slung over his right shoulder and a AKSU slung over his left shoulder.

“Three bad guys killed, counting the guy who blew himself up. Chris’s dad was stuffed in the closet with a head shot to the back of the head. No big pieces of the rest of the family. Chris is now an orphan.”

He pauses a second before continuing. “Cleared out the pantry of some of the less perishable stuff but it looks like the bad guys got most of it.”

You've got the truck to get back to 313 to deal with. And Chris and the old man to deal with.

Plus whatever you want to do here at the Roberts' former residence.

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