Chapter 39

*THE PREVIOUS MORNING*

The mission hadn’t gone as planned, the team had been following a lead on an asset in Al Nasirah when their group were attacked. The streets they patrolled were quiet, too quiet. Usually street vendors and kids roamed around them, locals would be chatting amongst each other. It was a friendly town that was known for its hospitality with visitors, yet something didn’t feel right.

They had reached the small town of Kasrat Adhaa, halting their patrol to take on water when all of a sudden they heard gunfire. Johnson took the lead, flicking his cigarette to the ground nonchalantly as he picked up his rifle in haste. O’Connell flattened his body to the floor, taking cover behind a parked jeep. Archer threw his bottle behind him and in one swift motion he had taken aim ahead, resting his torso across the truck bonnet.

Dust flicked up from the ground as round after round darted past the team. The remainder of their patrol were located to t