The two dogs ears perked as the explosion shook the building. Imanhu made a face, running down calculations in his head as he slung his rifle over his shoulder. "Muur, verbreek dit." The sniper whispered into his helmet, doubling back and slamming the door behind him.
Uzochi felt the explosion and it prompted him to make his own. Uzochi hand signaled as he pulled the small hand mortar out of his bag. Xolani retracted his blades and stuffed a hand into Uzochi's backpack and pulled out a small canister, popping the cap off it and sliding it into the mortar and holding up his right hand in an L gesture, a pale blue hologram forming up on between his fingers that looked like rather like a rangefinder.
Uzochi followed Xolani's
rangefinger and slammed the trigger with his thumb. There was a small popping noise as the mortar shot out the other end into the sky and came whistling down. "Verlaag nie, ons wil 'n mooi punt van die inskrywing, dit is 'n ge." Xolani shouted, frustrated.
The mortar came whistling down, taking out chunks of the roof and causing some of the double bedroom to crumble. Uzochi had overcompensated in his rush and his guess of where they were was probably off too. "Hou dit stil, slaan hulle en vlug." Uzochi hastily replied.
Zola bolted though the gap between the market stalls and the main building, sliding to a halt infront of a market stall and propping her shotgun, bending her knees to keep her profile low and laughed. "Wadiya, lafaards ek is reg hier!" She shouted, throwing up her hand and giving where she thought they might be a view of her index finger.
Imanhu stacked up the corner, stepping to the side and pulling up his rifle, grabbing his shoulder and balancing it on the crook of his elbow. The hunter lowered his breath and waited for a head to appear.