Ballistic Cable Alignment
An uncoiled green plastic paperclip obstructed the lower descent corridor just below our rocky redoubt. Team held formation while I shifted stance, locking boots into the synthetic crag. Lowering my rifle barrel with deliberate control, I pressed the muzzle against the polymer curve. The clip slid across the wood grain, snapping snugly into the slotted indentation of an empty SD card case nearby. Line of advance cleared. Sector discipline maintained.
