"Don't move for exactly two minutes," I said into the radio. Two minutes passed, there were no rustles, the ceramics and glass were gone, and there was a pile of corpses outside the windows.
"Alright, we go in groups to the forest at three minute intervals (the groups had long ago been arranged in order and composition: #1 – Me and Polazzi, #2 Salvatore and Rozh, #3 – Bulatovs, and finally #4 – 'Ghost'; actually it would be more appropriate to combine Lüttvec with Rozh, since the commander that I am usually isn't in any pair, but the German is used to working alone).
I won't drag on: everyone made it to the woods, but Michael was a little late: "What took you so long? Did you forget your watch at home?"
"In that situation, there was only one way not to waste time…" "Like what?"
"Lay down your weapons." "Why didn't you fold it?"
"Hehe, you're kidding, commander."
"Well, okay, we don't have a long way to go at 9.5 kilometers, uh, by the way, did anyone bring spray with them?"
"I've got it, Commander," Emilien echoed.
"And I've noticed it works wonderfully," Danila confirmed and clapped the Frenchman on the shoulder, squashing the insect.
"I don't get it…"
"A mosquito. – Bulatov showed the parasite, pulling a vial out of his back pocket, "This one will help much better.
The collapse of a three-story empire
8:46 a.m. Aug. 16.
Surprisingly enough, we made it to the walls and, after climbing over the fence, to the doors of the mansion without adventure (there were two doors, one had #1 and #2, the other had the rest).
The instruments of attack played – I kicked the door off to I don't know what mother, we flew in like butterflies, shrieking and knocking over everyone and everything in our path.
Nothing made the billets of defense – the corpses of the guards remained where my or, at the very least, not my cannon found them. It gave the impression that we were Vandals, and they were poor and rich, peaceful and warlike, weak and strong… the inhabitants of Rome.
From the large hall connected to the entrance, there was a wide corridor turning to the right and left (Nos. 1, 2 were distributed accordingly). After running a few meters and shooting three of the defenders, I crouched down to transfer into the house (it could be a soul running around like a rabbit, and the body is still around that corner). Marlboro followed suit.