DormantEvil
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Iska
So they did have guards to consider, but at least the one on the roof would be no problem, taken out at the first chance by the angel watching over them. Hopefully she wasn't a false one, and had a good aim. The Russians knew the Americans had some crack shots, but they also knew that most Americans lacked discipline, unlike the Red Army snipers. But now was not the time to doubt, as far as Iska was concerned, that bullet would fly straight and true.
Looking up towards the tower, Iska watched as Salima disappeared out of her line of sight. But waved her hand quickly indicating for Michaela to keep an eye on her. If anything, it was that woman who needed the protection right now. Not them. As they continued to hide behind the wall in silence.
So far nobody had left the building. They waited. Hoping that soon the town would be distracted by chaos and confusion created by their Moroccan muse. Iska smiled at her thoughts, it was always good to think of someone causing such a distraction as a source for inspiration. And if that woman would blow up the fuel depot, then Iska, and her men could kill a few dozen Germans.
They didn't know that many of those Germans were SS and a sprinkling of Gestapo yet though.
So they did have guards to consider, but at least the one on the roof would be no problem, taken out at the first chance by the angel watching over them. Hopefully she wasn't a false one, and had a good aim. The Russians knew the Americans had some crack shots, but they also knew that most Americans lacked discipline, unlike the Red Army snipers. But now was not the time to doubt, as far as Iska was concerned, that bullet would fly straight and true.
Looking up towards the tower, Iska watched as Salima disappeared out of her line of sight. But waved her hand quickly indicating for Michaela to keep an eye on her. If anything, it was that woman who needed the protection right now. Not them. As they continued to hide behind the wall in silence.
So far nobody had left the building. They waited. Hoping that soon the town would be distracted by chaos and confusion created by their Moroccan muse. Iska smiled at her thoughts, it was always good to think of someone causing such a distraction as a source for inspiration. And if that woman would blow up the fuel depot, then Iska, and her men could kill a few dozen Germans.
They didn't know that many of those Germans were SS and a sprinkling of Gestapo yet though.