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his bleeding stomach.  Nadya raised the rifle to her shoulder and took more careful aim, firing a single round through the man’s head and silencing him.
     
    She heard panicked calls from the rear of the building and her mind went to the two backdoor guards that she’d conned.  Nadya moved over to the open doorway that the two would have to come through and waited.  She heard their hurried footsteps approaching.
     
    As the first man came through the doorway, she slammed the butt of the rifle into the side of his face.  He fell sideways, spewing blood from his mouth.  She reached through the doorway and grabbed hold of the second man, yanking him into the room with her.  He stumbled over the legs of his comrade and fell to the floor.  He turned around and his eyes went wide with stunned shock as he recognized the homeless girl he’d helped a few minutes earlier.  His mouth gaped open, trying to utter some sort of words.
     
    Nadya didn’t give him a chance to plead.  She lowered the rifle – the barrel a few inches in front of his face – and squeezed the trigger.  The guard’s face disintegrated under the short blast of gunfire.  Then she shifted her aim to the man with the bloody mouth and fired a single round through his right eye.
     
    She didn’t hear any more approaching guards, so she went back to looting some weaponry.  She tore a strip of cloth from one of the dead guards’ shirts and used it to bandage the graze that had scraped along her arm.  She took a combat knife and slid it into her boot then found a bandolier of grenades on one of the second floor guards.  She took that as well, slinging it over her shoulder.  Placing a fresh magazine in the AK-47, Nadya turned towards the semi-destroyed stairs leading upwards.  She expected her target was on the second floor.  Probably at the end of that hallway.
     
    Softly stepping up the stairs, Nadya paused just before the hall, listening.
     
    No sound.
     
    She swung around, raising the rifle.  The hall was empty aside from the dead guards she’d left there.  She started down the hallway, kicking open doors as she came to them.  The rooms were all empty.
     
    Finally, she came to the last door on the left.  No L-shaped hall on the second floor.  Nadya figured this final door would lead into a much larger room.  She listened carefully and couldn’t hear anything.  Taking a step to the side, she raised a hand and gave a couple brief knocks before ducking away.
     
    Almost as soon as she knocked, a series of shots punctured the wood of the door.  Judging by the shots, Nadya figured there were at least three more guards inside.  Deciding to use their own tricks against them, she unclipped one of the hand grenades and pulled the pin.  She yanked the door open just enough to toss the explosive through then shut the door again.  More shots came through the door before she heard yelling come from the other side.
     
    They’d seen the grenade, but it was too late.
     
    The building shook again as the grenade went off.  The door to the room burst off the hinges and flew across the hall, slamming into the wall on the other side before collapsing.  Smoke poured out of the room and Nadya used it to her advantage, ducking inside with her rifle held ready.
     
    Through the smoke, she spotted one dark figure and approached.  A dead guard, the front of him almost completely destroyed.  His face was scorched and his hair had been burnt away.  A piece of shrapnel had caught him in the gut and his intestines were spilling out of him.
     
    Nadya moved on.
     
    She heard a pained groan and went for it, spotting a moving figure further in the room.  She crouched beside the wounded man.  A deep gash went from the lower part of his jaw up into his hairline, coming dangerously close to his left eye.  That eye was stained with blood, but the right eye was still clear and saw the Russian girl.  He tried to raise his pistol towards her, but Nadya