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Rhino,
       “From that position they’ve got us pinned down pretty good. What we’re going to need is some heavy fire power to shift them.”
       As he spoke, Taylor thought it was strange how he seemed to do his clearest thinking in highly stressful situations like this.
       “Rudy, Lennox, you’re going to take the front of the vehicle, me and Doyle will take the rear. On my command, we’re going to lay down enough fire power for Skinner to get up to the fifty-cal and do what he does best.”
       Skinner shot Taylor a concerned look.
       “Don’t worry, they won’t get a chance to take a shot. We’ll hit them with everything we’ve got first.”
       Skinner smiled nervously, “No problem Sarge.”
       When the men had taken up their appropriate positions, Taylor gave them a nod.
       “Ready,” he said, “and fire.”
      It wasn’t until he had unloaded half a clip that he finally got his eye in on the shooter’s whereabouts. In the lull, they had moved maybe twenty yards to the east to try to attack them from the flanks of the vehicle. The snipers managed to initially get off one or two wide shots but the covering fire had been so sustained they could do little but stay behind the relative safety of the rubble mountain. 
       Taylor was impressed that Doyle’s shooting had been controlled, firing in short bursts, as he would have been instructed in basic training.
       “I’m ready Sarge,” he heard Skinner say over the sound of guns.
       “Then you know what to do.”
       A second later, the area had descended into silence.
       Now that the team had stopped firing, all they could do was wait for the counter-attack. Taylor looked down at Doyle who was kneeling below him.
       “You ok?”
       Doyle nodded back.
       For nearly a minute, the stand-off continued. Taylor was about to step out from behind the Rhino when he heard Skinner whisper into his throat-mike,
       “Here we go.”
       He had spotted the barrel of the rifle appear over the mound before the sniper had even got in place. Skinner didn’t bother waiting for him to be in sight, knowing the power of his gun would destroy the top few feet of the mound as well as anything that lay behind it.
       The weapon kicked into life, spewing bullet after bullet at their enemy. Spent shells, still white hot, sprayed down over Taylor and Doyle, burning the bare skin on their arms. The impact of the bullets caused a landslide at the top of the mound, quickly revealing the sniper’s position. 
       As Taylor left the safety of the Rhino he saw one of the snipers take a direct hit before rolling down the slope and out of sight.
       “Follow me!” he yelled.
       It felt like running on sand as he sprinted up the now considerably smaller rock pile. Every time he pushed off, his foot would sink a little further back towards the bottom of the slope. By the time he got to the top, his legs felt like they had acid flowing through them.
        Scanning the other side of the mound, Taylor got a brief glance of the injured man dragging himself into the doorway of what was left of a block of flats. Barely the ground floor and some of the first were still standing; the rest of the building had long been laid to rest. His partner was either already inside or had disappeared in another direction.
       “Spike get the Rhino round here now,” Taylor panted breathlessly, “they’re hiding in one of the buildings, we’re going to have to flush them out.”
       “No problem boss, I’ll be there as soon as I find a way round.”
       “And Skinner,”
       “Yes Sarge , ”
       “Good shooting.”
       “Don’t thank me,” Skinner replied, “thank Vicky.”

Chapter 4
     
     
       As he waited for the others to reach him, Taylor used the sights of his rifle to scope the windows of the building. There was no sign of them; they’d probably dug themselves in at the rear or gone down to the basement if there