Inside the narrow passageway, the lead soldier, wearing a helmet covered with camouflage netting, peered intently through the sights of his weapon, observing the path ahead.
As he approached a corner, he slowed his pace. The hand that had been gripping the foregrip on his rifle suddenly loosened, clenching into a fist and raising it towards the rear.
The soldiers following him immediately stopped, holding their Thompson submachine guns steadily, awaiting further instructions.
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