It took him a while longer to notice, trying to differentiate the sounds of their own boots echoing through the hall, and the footsteps that belonged to someone else. He gave signal that he copied, and dropped to a knee, sliding behind a conveniently located column to keep from being fully exposed.
The change in position didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the team, and they moved into place to guard the defuser and dragged the HVTs into a safer place, hidden behind reenforced walls. Not bad, he thought, silently approving of their efficiency. The team lead was still working on the bomb without distraction, and the rest made sure it stayed that way.
The seconds felt like an eternity as he waited for the terrorists to move first. No need to give any indication the team had caught on to their plan, and he kept his rifle at eye level, one eye in ACOG and the other open in case of telltale movement. He didn't expect them to open with a smoke grenade, hearing the tell-tale sound of two metallic clinks as it tumbled down the stairs and started to hiss, filling the corridor with an near instantaneous smoke. It didn't stop Buck from hearing the sound of heavy boots and commands being exchanged, and even through the smoke he took his shots, aiming for anything that resembled a standing silhouette. The correct targets became obvious as they began to fire back, muzzle flash tearing through the smoke to at least give them a good indication of where to aim. and he took his shots haphazardly, continuing to cover until the magazine hit empty.
He switched to his sidearm, waiting for opportune moments before firing, face drawn into a hard line as he waited for the return fire to stop, or the smoke to clear. The rookies had cleverly fallen back into the room the moment they lost clear vision, leaving only the two of them in a precarious position.
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The change in position didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the team, and they moved into place to guard the defuser and dragged the HVTs into a safer place, hidden behind reenforced walls. Not bad, he thought, silently approving of their efficiency. The team lead was still working on the bomb without distraction, and the rest made sure it stayed that way.
The seconds felt like an eternity as he waited for the terrorists to move first. No need to give any indication the team had caught on to their plan, and he kept his rifle at eye level, one eye in ACOG and the other open in case of telltale movement. He didn't expect them to open with a smoke grenade, hearing the tell-tale sound of two metallic clinks as it tumbled down the stairs and started to hiss, filling the corridor with an near instantaneous smoke. It didn't stop Buck from hearing the sound of heavy boots and commands being exchanged, and even through the smoke he took his shots, aiming for anything that resembled a standing silhouette. The correct targets became obvious as they began to fire back, muzzle flash tearing through the smoke to at least give them a good indication of where to aim. and he took his shots haphazardly, continuing to cover until the magazine hit empty.
He switched to his sidearm, waiting for opportune moments before firing, face drawn into a hard line as he waited for the return fire to stop, or the smoke to clear. The rookies had cleverly fallen back into the room the moment they lost clear vision, leaving only the two of them in a precarious position.