TF6-6

Join the members of Alpha section and the other member's Waterloo squadron as they operate on a hunting mission to British Nationals in Bosnia and Herzegovina. Testing their skills and patience.

"All callsigns. It is Zero-three-hundred. Execute, Execute-" Gerrard mentioned firmly. Ben squeezed the detonator, sending an electrical charge through the ten feet of Detcord. The kilo of C4 received the surge of electricity, resulting in what they believed was going to be a controlled breach.

Unbeknownst to Ben, the door in which they were breaching had been boobytrapped with a tripwire. Not only did the C4 explode through the door but heated the grenade to climax. The flash of the explosion jolted the six aback.

Flooding through the reminisce of a gate, the members of Alpha moved in securing the inside of the compound. With their weapon systems firmly mounted on their shoulders, the six manoeuvre towards the first building.

"Holy fuck Ben how much PE did you use? That was some spicy shit!" Squid asked, moving into the number one position.

"Fuck I know but I used the normal dose of PE," Ben explained, moving up to the door of the building. With the stack in position, Des approached the front door from the rear of the stack. Drawing a tool he moved up and stopped.

"Three two one- BREACH!" Byrne commanded. Des made contact with the door with his tool breaching the wooden door.