I die thanks to a lucky shot, but I kill everyone by respawning as a grenadier and lobbing explosives into the encampment. An enemy runs down the road, goes prone, spins on his belt buckle, then runs back only to get flattened by another truck going the other way. I don’t think they’re following the plan any more. My buddies shoot at an idling cargo truck. I open with some rifle shots, taking out a couple of sentries, before the bandits catch on and start laying down a withering blanket of fire into random terrain features. The lumberyard sits steaming in the jungle and my unit, a special operations task force consisting of me and two guys, has orders to destroy bandit supplies hidden within.
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