The engine of the armored Hummer roared to life, the machine gunner on the roof pulled back the bolt with a clank, and the black muzzle swiftly aimed at the giant wheel!
"Go! Go! Go! Move! Move!"
The US Army Emergency Response Team Commander roared into the radio.
Six fully armed Marine Corps members, clad in tactical vests, darted toward the steel gangway connecting the shore and the ship like arrows shot from a bow, at the fastest speed.
Heavy military boots stamped on the metal stairs, creating a drum-like roar with each step striking on the strings of time.
Their M4A1 assault rifles were already loaded, muzzles swiftly scanning for any moving shadow on the ship.
Samini and the other two still capable comrades, like cornered beasts, were deaf to the closing pursuit and the deafening alarms on the dock.
Only one burning thought filled their minds—the cargo hold! That abyss filled with gunpowder barrels!
"This way! Hurry!"
