War 2

The camouflaged decorated sergeant lay steadily prone while griping his green and black M16A4 aiming down the sleek dark green holographic red dot sight scope at the determined geared up also camouflaged tough heartless tangos. The armored up high ranking officer then equips the small black silencer attachment to his sleekly leaf layered weapon and then quietly hand signals for his rag tag bloodshot team to do the same. Unfortunately the merciless cruel enemy foot-soldiers notice a slight movement in the dark green thick bushes, but before the heavy tank like enemies can raise their dark unpainted light machine guns the superbly recognized commanding officer double taps the secret intertwined well hidden communication channel with his grip matted hand and in a few menacing seconds there were four quaint thuds on the dirt coated forest enclosed ground while the five hardened soul crushing soldiers crawl out of the seemingly ongoing living tingling forest slowly and quietly slipping into the sleek black rubber enemy uniforms while the fifth slid into the back of the large army standard carrier truck. Two of the life determining soldiers sat in front in the leather padded seats while the remaining two sat in the back with the other. The extremely honorable sergeant turns the key. None of Charlie company was ever found.