Disastrous Success

As Alpha and Bravo teams swept the second-floor rooms, they were met with a small number of Black Hand's operatives.

"Fire!" Both squads yelled as they fired their weapons.

Their first volley was enough to put down six people, and they killed six more.

"We'll take it from here, you go to the next floor," Rolan said.

"Okay...good luck," The squad leader of the Bravo team acknowledged and rallied his units to move onto the third floor.

The Alpha team made their way into the last room.

The room was empty, except for a lone man sitting on top of a table. 

Rolan and four of his men entered the room with their weapons' trained at the lone man.

The lone man raised his hands as the soldiers approached him. 

"Stand up!" One of the soldiers shouted as he approached the unknown man. 

The man stood up and held his palms out to show them he meant no harm, but they still pointed the guns at his head.