Taras motioned to indicate everybody to move back to the previous building. Pulling a RG-5 hand grenade from his tactical vest was convincing enough. Explosive breaching can be the fastest method, though it is also the most dangerous, to both the breachers and the room occupants. Inside the shack all appeared quiet. The lock was not specifically reinforced and the handle offered a good place to locate the grenade effects against the locking mechanism or the frame around it.

The grenade was egg-shaped with no external ribbing, except for a lateral ridge where the two halves of the grenade were put together. The grenade contained a 110-gram (3.9 oz) charge of TNT with an internal fragmentation liner with a lethality radius of 25 metres (82 ft). The RGD-5 used the 4 second delay UZRGM fuze, a universal Russian type which is also used in other grenades. After Taras released the safety pin it was possible to hear a loud "pop" as the fuze ignited and begun to burn. The Ukrainian was already running away along the wall to minimize his exposure. Victims in the open caught within 3 metres (10 ft) of the detonation could be certain to be killed or severely wounded...

"Or.. there is that method"
Kelsey beats a retreat.

There was a sharp "BANG!" as the grenade went off, breaking all the windows nearby and rattling others further off. There was a flash and shower of sparks. When the smoke cleared the door had been blown into splinters that sprayed inwards.

After the echoes died away and the (again) disturbed birds flew off, quiet returned.

As the smoke clears Thomas enters with his rifle at the shoulder, the muzzle of the weapon following his head movements as he scanned for threats. Once he was sure there was no one in the building he shouted "CLEAR." and radios the snipers to let them know.
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Abbot sat in the Humvee turret behind the big DShK.  Things were quiet outside the compound no traffic.  An explosion shattered the quiet and he turned his head to see what he could.

[radio]"Bishop One. Bishop 5.  We heard an explosion.  What's your status over?"
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Very well. Professional deformation. Got to blow things up. See what we can find around here: Intel, weapons, etc. We have one more place to check.

Staff Sargent Taras V. Shevchenko - Knight element
AKS-74U (30/30) +4 mags
S&W 5946 (15/15) +2 mags
Handgrenade RG-5 (5)
RPO-A (x1)
POMZ-2 (x1)

In reply to Stanley Alistair Abbot (msg # 111):

"Bishop 5 from 3. We were just making a door. No sign of hostiles."

Hawke followed Kel, Taras and Andrews inside, L119/AG-36 Grenade launcher at high-ready, scanning for targets.

The second building was clear, there was no one inside.

Inside was a workshop. There were all manners of metalworking tools plus copious parts for motorcycles. There was a detached generator that seemed like it had been recently used, like within the last few hours. The generator still had several litres of diesel fuel in the tank.

The last building was built like a barn but was obviously a garage. There was a side door and three rollup doors facing inwards to the parking lot, all locked. The locks looked sturdy, enough to deter a normal burglar but not explosives!

Let's finish this.

Taras repeated the drill in order to get the door blasted with another hand grenade.

In reply to Taras Vladimirovich Shevchenko (msg # 115):

The warning was given over the radio first, this time.

This time there was an answering, secondary explosion! Then another, and another! Clearly, this door had been booby-trapped, and this device's explosion had set off other detonations inside the barn-like garage.

As the team were under cover at the shop building no one was injured. The question was, did anyone feel brave enough to stick there head out to check what was actually happening?

Debris started falling around them, blown out from the garage.

Meanwhile, Andy, Mac and Abbott were startled despite the prior warning. Clearly, something had gone amiss! Debris from the building started to land near the next-door garage roof where they had set up their OP for overwatch. All Abbot could see was a mushroom cloud of smoke and debris lifting above the screen of trees on the perimeter of the Angels' compound amid a chain of secondary detonations.

Staying under cover until the detonations stopped Andrew's waited another couple of minutes until he radio the all clear to the rest of the unit."Looks like they may have had something they did not want us to see." Once he was sure that for the interim the explosions had ceased he look at the door they had tried to blow open.

Checking for additional traps or triggers Andrew's stuck his head in the bar if he was able.

In reply to Thomas Matthew Andrews (msg # 117):

Flaming debris rained down for what seemed like a very long time.

(As a note, whatever was burning just outside the rear gate seemed to still be burning, as evidenced by a grey pall of smoke by that wall.)

What remained of the barn itself was on fire. The entire front, including doors, had blown outwards into the parking lot. Half a mangled motorcycle burned there, obviously thrown from inside the building by the force of the explosion. As Andrews (and Mac/Andy) watched, the roof collapsed down in the front of the building in a shower of sparks and flame.

Small calibre rounds cooked off from the fire inside.

"Well if looks like we found their stash of ammunition and.... explosives. Nothing to see here you are going to get shit all out of that." Andrew's then clears the rest of the compound to the gate and risks a look outside. If no one takes a shot he will go have a look at the burning pile.
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"They all left somewhere in a hurry, and took everyone with them.  Looks like they hope to come back.  Should we set an ambush for em, or just leave them wreckage?"

Kelsey had completely lost empathy with bikers over the last year, especially after seeing how they treat women.

Duck and cover!

A booby trap triggered a daisy chain. And all up in smoke. The works of someone in the know, thought the Combat Engineer. They have left and took everything valuable with them except for the old surprise. With a quiet prayer he thanked the Almighty for having preserved their lives. After a few minutes the inferno of secondary explosions appeared to come to a halt. The occasional flame and billowing smoke dancing over the ruins.

Anybody brought back ribs for the BBQ party? Holy Mother of Kazan!!!

After making sure that everybody in the team was safe and sound, the Ukrainian decided to call it a day.

I don't think we are going to get much more than this. We are going back to HQ. Watch where you go. Retrace your steps.

After contacting the sniper element with the radio, the team could now go back to rest. The visit, if extremely daangerous, in the end brought a wealth of INTEl on the enemy now on the run. Denied of another base the strategy of the Government troops was taking shape. Taras was relieved, a close call again. Clutching between his fingers a new piece of interesting information. Provincial reconstruction depended heavily on infrastructure. And apparently somebody had taking that very same thought into consideration before the good guys.

Anybody likes fishing?

Regrettably more than salmon, trout and steelhead could be in the menu...

"Great Maker!" breathed Mac, watching the show from his perch.

"Is everyone all right?"

When the order to withdraw was given he swung down, quite glad to be on the move again.

"Impressive Fireworks.  We may be wasting our time here... with permission I am going to add to the external overwatch."

Time to return to base.

Sgt. Shevchenko radioed HQ to signal the return of the team.

In reply to Thomas Matthew Andrews (msg # 119):

No one took a shot at Andrews as he peeked outside the gate.

There wasn't much to see of the burning rubbish pile. No bodies, but it looked like there might be documents based on the paper ash that was swirling around. Either the fire would need to be put out or let itself burn out before a closer examination could be made.

Thomas looked at the pile then around the surrounding area again looking for anyone who was taking an interest in what he was doing. he would use the water from his canteen to try and retrieve some of the papers from the fire, standing on those areas that were just smouldering.

He would make a small pile of those he is able to put out on one side as he works through the fire. he lets the other know where he was and what he is doing over the comms net.

In reply to Thomas Matthew Andrews (msg # 126):

This task was fairly useless, Thomas realised from the smell that a lot of precious fuel had been expended in burning the papers in the rusted oil drum. More ominous was his finding, at the bottom of the barrel, of partially-burned clothing. Most was unidentifiable, but some was definitely belonging to a child or infant.

Kel relayed the SITREP to HQ.

She was asked to stand by.

In reply to helbent4 (msg # 128):

Their nominal OC, Lieut-Cmdr. Clarke-Sullivan, came on the secure channel.

"Let me speak to Knight 6, please."

Go for Knight 6!

In reply to Taras Vladimirovich Shevchenko (msg # 130):

"Good to hear from you. Good job on taking out those bandits. If they definitely were Hells Angels, we will move on them once the situation on the Island has stabilised. Over the last 24 hours, loyalist Soviet forces have been pushing south down the east side of Vancouver Island after breaking through our lines in the north. We are not sure what their objectives are, but we are trying to slow them down and stabilise the situation. We estimate they can keep going only for about a week at most if they are careful with their supplies, but they can do a lot of damage before then, even overrun the provincial capital at Duncan.

"Regarding today's operations in the Lower Mainland, you reported that a local man was assaulted and some surviving elephants(?!) were taken from Ft. Langley. It's suspected they were staying overnight in Abbotsford. I'd like you to check out the situation. Americans are our allies, although we are likely dealing with the mutineer "MILGOV" faction. Any unauthorised cross-border incursions where our citizens are assaulted and our property stolen should not be unanswered.

"I'm under a lot of pressure to send your team over to the Island as reinforcements. I'm of the opinion that we at least need to deal with the American incursion in some fashion. Alternatively, I think you have a desire to pursue the HAs further? Basically, we have those three options here."