Baseball
A/N: I've played Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory in PS2 and it was one of the best gaming moments I had in my life. This was inspired from interrogating one of the guards and a comment by a YouTube viewer. Now to tale my tale...
The wild goose chase has lead Sam to a coastal defense battery in North Korea. Third Echelon has been chasing a trail from Peru to Hokkaido on their quest to recover the Masse Kernels and prevent another information warfare crisis from happening. Now, Third Echelon's finest was trying fit the two latest pieces of puzzle, Douglas Shetland's growing involvement and the Silkworm missile attack that sunk the USS Clarence J. Walsh. The North Koreans claimed the launch was accidental. Sam's job was to verify that and see if the Masse Kernels had a hand in it. Admiral Otomo's Information Self-Defense Force had been helpful in finding out the battery was responsible and pledged I-SDF support should war arises. It was quite generous of him, a little too generous. Will Redding wanted so info on the battery's capability of supporting mechanized units.
Slipping in was easy as he had experience in that sort of work. So after he slid in, he crept in the shadows and found a trapdoor in front of a parked truck, under the noses of two unsuspecting guards chatting together. Getting in, he navigated his way through the concrete vent. Coming out and into a room, he snuck by a guard busy with his computer, opened a door into another room where a lone soldier was typing on his computer.
Needing a few helpful tips to move on, he slipped behind and grabbed him like a fish, restraining the poor bugger.
He whispered, "Working late?"
"Oh my god! An American commando!" he croaked in panic.
This guy was a little noisy for his taste. "Shh!"
"Please! Don't kill me! I love America! I love USA!" he pleaded desperately.
He's not shutting up, is he? "Quiet!"
"I love Britney, she's the best! Go Yankees!"
"Yankees!?" Sam growled dangerously, his trifocal goggle magnifying his glare on the poor soul.
The guard was now about to crap his pants at that. "Uh, I mean-"
He broke his neck angrily and Guardie fell like ragdoll. "GO RED SOX!"
"Sam, what the hell!?" Redding shouted into his ear piece. That brought him back to reality. "Why did you do that?"
For once Sam couldn't give a straight answer to a question. "Uh... Basebell team rivalry?"
Redding said something about calming down but didn't hear it when a shirtless soldier entered the room. "Damn, it Jong!" he complained. "Are you jacking off the porn again? I'm trying to get some sleep here-"
PFFT, PFFT!
A double tap to the head with his SC pistol silenced him. Sam looked down at what he did and now he has two bodies to hide. He groaned at the thought, not the least being caused his dislike of the Yankees.
His radio squawked. "Sam, as a baseball fan to baseball fan, don't take it too seriously," said Lambert. "Try to keep your head in this game."
"Okay, Lambert," he replied.
"Now clean up your mess." Sam sighed as he got about the chore of hiding the bodies and any evidence of violence in this.
"I guess Sam is a Red Sox fan."
-Phanto5692, commented six years ago in Splinter Cell Chaos Theory - 7. Battery [1/3] by JohnnyDFox.
PS, if anyone has a YouTube account, please send my thanks to him and Johnny and maybe show them this nice story.