"What's the order boss.?" Tarent looked calm and collected but it was obvious that he needed to know the way forward, everyone in the bus did.
"We stay put. Everyone, stay on guard." "Copy." Tarent said as cooly as ever.
Close to two minutes passed before four bodies appeared in the road ahead of the vehicle. They were armed. Piettro was tense, he knew that all the men in the back had seen their company too, there were a few shuffles that clearly showed they needed to get into positions of readiness.
"We got another four coming from the rear," stated Tarent.
Piettro gripped his fire arm, the only thing rushing through his mind was observation. He knew that if worse came to worst he was going to fire that gun like his life depended on it. The four men from the front were approaching the bus quicker than those from the rear but stopped at a fair distance.
"If there's someone there, save yourself a painful night and come out."