”I really don't think they made us.  Whoever dug this would have cleared the stash. They might be expecting someone or something else” Cheetah shook his head as he surveyed the surroundings. ”He is back in the compound. But from the looks of it he just made  suply run or something of that nature.” He lifted his combat shotgun to his shoulder and bit his lip inside  the helmet.  Then the idea of heavy firepower struck him and he hoisted the recoiless rifle onto his back..

”Forward. Our window is closing.”  He started to creep forward again, noting that Jackal and Spectre picked up speed. He like everyone else was cursing the booby traps, but as they moved they began to clear. Likely they had been placed to guard the different stashes. Their progress were coming along faster and they made good time before they saw the first real telltales of a military compound. The jungle thickened but evidence of foot traffic became more and more apparent as they crossed well worn paths. Up ahead, the walls of the compound loomed afte a few hundred meters more. All in all, it had taken them only a three fifths of the projected timetable. 

The sound of a truck could be heard heading into the compound. ”Eyes peeled. Doctor is getting movement on his western drone placement. Possibly two men, lightly armed, patrolling the west wall currently, moving towards the gate. Magpie, Spectre. I have an idea..” He could see the walls of the compound up ahead, far enough for them to still go unspotted among the dense trees.  Cheetah tapped Claymores shoulder and pointed towards the direction of the incoming truck.

”Claymore. When those two on the wall go down,  I'll blast the truck. I'll Draw their fire and attention to that side of the compound, moving eastbound to draw them away from where you guys are. I want you to set up our exit, blast a hole in that wall. Its shoddy craftmans ship, and you are our explosives guy. Magpie will pick them off and let them overstimate our numbers. Jackal get the fun task of infriltrating the compound. Spectre will hang back, work with Magpie to keep them guessing and pick off anyone trying to hightail or seek higher ground.” He paused, thought for a while longer then spoke once more. ”Spectre. Focus whatever heavies they got. Leave the light infantry to magpie.”

 ”If that truck is full of what I think it is, the fire and chaos will work to our benefit.”   He grinned behind the helmet. He felt his system boot up and his legs began to disperse coolant for the sprint that was about to happen. The doctors drones were feeding more and more information as they took in the men on the walls, in the two lookout towers and the incoming truck. There were noticeble structural weaknesses along the wall as well. Cheetah moved with deceptive grace and crazy speed trough the bush now, before he slid to a halt and lay down in the buh. He heard the truck close in. He kept his head down as it passed

”On my signal, Magpie and Spectre, hit the sentries. Jackal. I am about to give you a way in. Use that stealth of yours to slip along the wall and in the main gates while they are busy with me, Claymore. The Second that exit is opened, lay down the hurt. I need to get close enough for effective range but I think between the two of us, we can see Jackal safely out. ” He made his display show a smiley at that. 

After that we cover each other and move, keep up the fire and don't stop. We'll have to circumvent the boobytrapped area. Doctor, keep those drones circling.” He breathed in slow, and squeezed the trigger just as the truck stopped by the opening gates. The shell described a almost perfect arch before landing within the confines of the truck. There was a brief thud then the gate was turned into a inferno of exploding reagents and chemicalfires. As bullets began to hail his way he powered up from seating position into a hell of a sprint across the open road, to fast for the dazed  guards to get a bead on him.