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You take aim and fire at a point waist-high in the centre of the hut’s wooden panelling, to the left of the open door. Your gunfire blasts a large hole in the rotten timbers, and you can now see that the hut is empty. (Remember to erase this round of fire from your Ammo Pouch.)
Cursing your luck you turn to look elsewhere for clues to his whereabouts. Then, as you move away from the playground, a burst of automatic gunfire rings out from the other side of the site.
‘Rickenbacker,’ you whisper to yourself, as you turn to run back towards the truck and the parking lot.
