"Frag out" Sgt. Ramirez yelled. His squad members gave acknowledgement. "Franky I want you to go to that building clear it. You can take Pvt. Ryan and corporal banks." "Alright capt." As the three soldier group entered the building. Everything looked fine nothing that yells out at you saying jihadist terrorist cell but then again over the years he learned to trust that sixth sense of his. That really has saved over time and time again. Shaking his head to release the flow of thoughts and focus on the mission at hand. He raised one hand and pointed at a left subwing door and told Pvt. Ryan to take point.
Sorry for the really short chapter.
