Page 125 of Broken Oath

Sniper and Falcon continued firing toward the upper walkways, forcing the mercenaries into cover.

Rook grabbed the line.

“Reef!”

“Go. I’ll secure the boat and follow.”

Rook climbed.

The ocean rolled beneath him.

Rounds struck the hull several feet above his head, throwing sparks into the darkness.

He kept moving.

Cobra reached the stern railing.

A mercenary rose on the other side.

Cobra grabbed the man by his vest and pulled him over.

The mercenary disappeared into the ocean without firing a shot.

Cobra climbed onto the deck.

“Clear!”

Shark went over the railing next.

Maverick followed.

Rook reached the top as the emergency lights activated.

Red light flooded the deck.

Sirens screamed.

So much for stealth.

“Contact!” Shark shouted.

Gunfire erupted between the cargo containers.

Rook dropped behind a steel housing as bullets tore through the air.

Cobra crouched beside him.

“There goes the quiet approach.”

“You threw a man off the ship.”

“He was in the way.”

Rook leaned out and fired.

A mercenary fell between two containers.

Maverick moved left.