I was there, crouching in the bloodsplattered corridor. I quickly reload my gun, careful to be ever so silent with it. I breathe deep three times. and prepare for the next kill. I creep quietly along the hall until I hear the familiar gargle of my enemies. Then just as soon as the gargle started it quit. I brace for an attack, assuming that they have picked up my scent. Then a second passes, I remember to my training, always strike first. So I crouch and leap across the doorway firing twice into the first man. And quickly striking the second with the hilt of my rifle into his throat. The third trys to raise his gun to fire. But is to slow I side step and with one movement I remove my knife and slide it in to his heart... All three bodies hit the floor simmenatously. I reload and continue...