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screen. There wasn’t a living soul anywhere near the destroyed control room. “Looks like you did it,” he called out.
    “Yeah, but the gig is up,” replied Cole.  
    Sheridan moved the picture on his screen and saw two APC’s turning their turrets in their direction. His blood turned cold. If they opened fire, they did not stand a chance. Sheridan yelled, “Shoot them!”
    Cole hurried to line up his sight on the closest vehicle and pulled back on the trigger. The APC shook as he blasted the other vehicle. A red warning light flashed on the weapon control panel. Cole had fired off all their ammunition. His heart skipped a beat. He jumped down from the turret and grabbed Sheridan by the arm, hauling him out of his seat. They barely made it outside before the surviving mercenary APC opened fire, tearing off the turret Cole had been in mere seconds before.
    They hurried to take cover behind a row of old wooden boxes. In the sky above them, they could hear the distinct sound of the landing craft’s engines as they raced to their pre-arranged landing zones. Escort gunships, racing just ahead of the approaching Marines, fired off a volley of missiles at anything that looked hostile. The first to go were the guard towers surrounding the compound. Next were any armored vehicles and defensive positions protecting Abbas’ fortified palace. Sheridan poked his head up and saw the APC that was hunting them vanish in a red fireball when it was struck by an incoming missile. The force of the impact sent him flying back against the wall, knocking the wind from his lungs.
    “I think that’s our cue to leave,” Cole said, pointing back at Abbas’s home.
    Sheridan rolled on his side and tried to take a breath. Slowly, painfully, his lungs filled with oxygen. He felt Cole pick him up onto his feet. His head was spinning and his one good ear was ringing. He thought he heard Cole say, “No time for that; you can catch your breath when we’re inside.”
    Sheridan staggered alongside Cole. The world behind them was on fire. In less than a minute, the gunships had swept away any opposition in their sights. The sound of the ships’ miniguns firing depleted uranium rounds sounded like a buzz saw cutting through the air. A mercenary who tried to bring down one of the gunships with a shoulder-launched missile was turned into crimson mist when he was struck by a burst of automatic gunfire.  
    Cole kicked open the front doors and hauled Sheridan inside. “Are you okay?”
    Sheridan nodded. “Yeah, just speak to me in my right ear. I can’t hear a thing in my left.”  
    The building shook as a missile struck the top floor, obliterating it. Dust and paint rained down from the roof.
    “Come on, let’s join the others in the tunnels; it’ll be a lot safer down there than up here.”
    They ran for the stairs and took them two at a time as they rushed below ground. When they arrived at the floor where the prisoners were located, they slowed down to make sure that they weren’t going to accidentally bump into anyone lurking in the shadows.
    Cole brought up his pistol and stepped into the long, dark corridor. He looked both ways before indicating with his head that it was safe.  
    “Let’s check on the prisoners,” said Sheridan.
    Together they jogged down the corridor until they came to the cell that had held the girls. Cole pulled open the cell door. Everyone inside the dark room looked tense and scared. “It’s okay, all that racket you hear is just our friends flattening Abbas’ goons before coming to get us.”
    No one said a word.  
    A puzzled look crept across Cole’s face.
    “Move,” said a threatening voice. Like the Red Sea, the people in the cell parted. Sheridan swore when he saw Abbas and one of his henchmen standing there with pistols pointed at the heads of a couple of terrified young women.
    “Drop your weapons and step back,” ordered Abbas.
    Sheridan and Cole hesitated for a couple of seconds until Abbas