Zarvan Darkha Bin-Alfuz - Ibman Ammunition Depo and Facility
As gun shot range out through the halls I shoulders my ZNA-10 Rifle and made my way down the halls hoping to god I did not run into enemy soldiers. I had a wife and three children at home plus with only 17 days till I can go home I had every reason to live and not die in combat.
As I took the metallic stairs down to the belly of the facility I saw some unknown movement and I aimed my rifle ready to fire at whatever might be in this place.
As the enemy soldiers around the complex fell, most of the charges were planted.
Scarecrow, who was on the second level continued to walk around making sure there were no enemy soldiers, until, he saw one of the last Zajikstanian soldiers aiming his weapon down the stairs, where a Delta soldier was just about to step.
With extreme care and stealthiness, he walked behind the soldier, while staying at the top of the steps and tackled him down the stairs, causing the soldier to drop his weapon while tumbling down.
As they both reached the bottom, Scarecrow was the first to get up and walked around the downed enemy soldier, as he struggled to get up.
"Any other soldiers in here, Delta!?" Yelled Scarecrow.
"No sir, we took care of all 19." Said another member, callsign Ghost.
"Alright! Get up, you fuck!" Yelled Scarecrow to the Zajikstanian soldier.
Scarecrow got into a hand to hand combat ready stance, with no weapon.
As Delta and India soldiers began to surround the two, the Zajikstanian soldier better know that if he pulled another weapon, besides a knife, he would get 45 new bullets to show to his family and children.
