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 second, he plunged the serrated combat knife into the side of the neck of the man at the left, splattering blood all over his hand and sleeve and at the same time pumped the chest of the other man with sizzling bullets. The he drew out the knife and gun in a flash. The bearded man on the right fell to the ground the moment a bullet entered his chest. The man on the left, however, struggled for an extra second. Lee pushed the handgun up the man's neck and pulled the trigger twice, causing both the slugs to go through the man's head and get embedded in the ceiling. The man fell back hard on the floor. All of this was executed in three seconds.