Two shadows darted down the corridor. Night vision goggles glowed with a ghostly green hue, the laser pointer on the gun barrel tracing red lines through the darkness.
"Left side clear."
"Right side clear. Move forward."
The manor's main courtyard.
James Water crouched behind the fountain statue, an MP5SD aimed at the main building entrance.
Behind him, Lieutenant Castillo, leader of Team B, made a hand gesture: 9 out of 12 fixed sentries on the perimeter had been neutralized, the remaining three suppressed in their posts.
"Team A has entered the building," came the voice of Deputy Commander Mendez through the earpiece, "Encountering light resistance. Targets may be in the basement."
"Find them."
Water said, "Team C, report helicopter status."
"Ghost Eagle 1 and 2 are in standby at designated positions, 3 is patrolling the perimeter and took out reinforcements coming from the outskirts of the city—roughly three jeeps, neutralized. 4 stands as a backup."
