He grabbed his scabbard and ran towards his next vantage point. Marc had been there when Murphy briefed the men, enabling him to follow along just in case the tides of war shifted against them. If everything works out as intended, they’ll never have known I was here.
He reached the water tower for a railway line and climbed up the ladder. He knew from aerial photography of this site that the tower was still standing. Impressive considering how heavily this area was bombed.
From there he caught sight of Murphy and the forward edge of his group. By now, his team was effectively split in three, with the smallest section going for what remained of an old factory. The building was tall, sturdy and gave them a good vantage point to engage.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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