Ross moved through, seeing Carl moving up through a side entrance, as Ross nodded back.
"Try upstairs, I'll check the far end of the Mosque." Ross added, pushing through past the prayer room, the large space covered in carpets, now being covered in bodies and blood, that of the people that were in their way. It was a place of worship, but at the same time, snipers used church towers, and so they did with minarets and Hindu temples. Jewish Insergency Groups in Israel had used their temples to plan against the Palestinians before in their Civil War in Israel, so right now, Ross didn't really feel too much for the religious debate right now. What mattered, was the greater good. He kicked the door down to the kitchen, moving out of the wide open area. 

"You Viking One?" Ross asked, as he scanned around, the two SEALs tied up nodding quietly, only wearing the very base of their BDUs, being their combat uniform. He withdrew his Becker Knife, and sliced it through the man's handties, then his legs, as he looked around, sweeping the area. In a moment, a man came around the staircase and fired rounds at Ross, and he barely flinched, seeing them go blind, but thankfully not towards the SEALs. He fired back a nice volley of Mk48 fire, adapted to the pressure and heat of this war, dropping the man.
"Fuck, you're Knight Team! I've heard shit about you..you guys are insane." One of the SEALs said, getting up, running to the man and grabbing his AKM, as well as any mags.
"You heard well then. Do you know where they kept your equipment? And what's your name?" Ross asked, as he scanned the area, the kitchen empty, and devoid of any equipment- though it did seem some local dishes were still being made here, for the AQ population.
"Chief Petty Officer Ramsey, this is Petty Officer Burns. We lost a man I mean...Our kit is downstairs, right by the entrance of the compound, I think. They were playing with it, but it shouldn't have gone far." Ramsay asked, the member of Viking Fireteam looking as if he was more curious than relieved.
"We found him, mate." Ross said, sighing, as he looked over, not wanting to talk about it right now. The SEALs had an expression that they wanted to know more, but now was not the time for mourning.
"We lost another. They executed him in the yard as we arrived. They said they'd do it to me next, if they didn't stop the invasion. Like shit that was going to happen. We owe you guys." Ramsay said, looking to the armored SAS soldier.
"I heard you're Cpt Henderson, that Canuck with you?" He added, checking the AK, as he looked over.
"Just Listen." Ross said, as the faint noise of an M249 could be heard upstairs, followed by yelling.
"Carl, I got our SEALs alive. Come down to the kitchen. If you want, you can drag a survivor in." Ross said over the radio, chuckling over the comms, as he checked the feed of his GPMG, before lobbing another AK to Burns, who was just untied.
"Plan of action then. We've got an ALSV outside, and we've killed off the immediate guard of the people holding you. You're faster than us, but made of just flesh. So keep your heads down, and move fast when you do. We'll take the attention. I need you to wait in the prayer room and wait till we give the clear. Then, you run to the chceckpoint at the gate, and grab your shit. Your weapons, and anything that looks valuable intel wise. You take it, and we get back in. We want to make it look like we stole all our shit back and got out of here, because otherwise, they're going to be super-pissed." Ross said, as they both nodded, cocking their newly-aquired AKMs.
"Glad we have agreement." He added, as he looked to Carl, nodding simply.

They headed back outside, past the ALSV, firing on the checkpoint, where there were skinnies moving into the compound, the two SEALs firing occasionally from their cover, but keeping their heads down. No, the real show was the Juggernauts, as they moved back outside, and laid it down on those trying to get into the compound now, buying the SEALs time to grab their shit when this contact was cleared. Ross took a few hits, but took out three men, and looked back at the entrance, giving the hand. The two SEALs bounded forward, moving to the checkpoint, right in front of the gate for the Mosque's compound. They immediately grabbed their kit, from their vests to their weapons- Ramsay using a 416, whilst Burns used a HCAR, a weapon that Ross was suprised to see. A Heavy Counter-Assault Rifle. A weapon that was effectively a BAR, with modernized parts to it, and it still fired .30-06 Springfield rounds. It was like an M1911, with new furnishing really- and it looked the part, as a rifle that dropped tangoes across all ranges proficiently and with a significant kick to act as a support battle rifle. It took them barely a minute, as Ross laid down fire, bottling a V40 Frag beyond the gate, followed by a M18 Smoke, laying fire into the abyss.
"Half mags, Carl!" Ross said, aware that they needed to haul ass soon, and soon came quickly, when the SEALs ran back to the ALSV.