I reload the magazine of my gun while holding the other. Inserting one to my front hidden pocket, I walk into the warehouse with other soldiers. We kick the door down, and aim guns directly at the people in front of us. The adversaries are holding hostage few of the women and children of our country. Before then can pick their firearms or think of a counter attack, we throw smoke grenades and shoot ahead us remembering where our enemies stand. There was a risk of them getting shot but barely.