As the men moved quickly, but silently through the corridors, a door opened behind the squad after they had passed by it and two men, drunk to glory staggered out, carelessly waving their AK-47s. As the two drunks turned to see the backs of the squad moving away, Lee who was at the bottom of the group sensed something behind and whirled around. The two men's eyes opened wide and they lowered their guns to take aim even in their drunken state. Lee swiftly moved forward, let go of his slung Tavor, whipped out his combat knife in one hand and his silenced Glock in the other. In a fraction of a...