I had been duped by a tape recorder, and in my confusion had been spotted by a guard through an open door. It’s a-Ha, or more specifically, it’s a cassette tape of their classic Take on Me playing through the radio on the desk. ![]() The door swings open, I expect the slow motion bullet time to kick in, but nothing happens, then as I’m wondering what’s happened, I hear it… So I devise a plan to burst through the door and hit them with my tranquilizer pistol before they have time to react. “This must be it”, I think, “they must be the guards holding the prisoner”. Eventually I hear some voices in the next room. Slowly, but stealthily, I make it into the building, avoiding detection. ![]() The only way to proceed is to head in and take a closer look. After five minutes of searching, the prisoner is nowhere to be seen. It’s the middle of the night in northern Afghanistan, I am positioned just outside of a heavily fortified and guarded stronghold, planning my next move, while also trying to locate the prisoner that must be extracted.
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