Modern warfare: The Novelisation
Prologue: "Good news first"
Gaz waited at the table. he had already been there for five minutes, nonetheless, his patience was a healthy product of twelve years of S.A.S training and action, and he wasn't going to be swayed by five minutes of sitting at a table doing nothing. He checked his watch; he was still two minutes early. he went over to the opposite desk and unplugged his laptop, bringing it to the table, opening it and turning it on.
As it started up he heard heavy footsteps in the corridor that his fine-tuned senses would recognise any day. Gaz stood up as the door opened, and a tall, athletic man walked in. "Afternoon sir." said Gaz, saluting the man. Captain price went straight into business: "Talk to me." He commanded, resting his hands on the desk. Gaz naturally did as he was told; he tapped his password into the laptop, and turned it lengthways with the table so they both could see. "Good news first" he began," the world's in great shape".
He clicked on an icon and a satellite image of the world appeared, surrounded by computer readouts and the like. he hovered the mouse over Russia and double clicked; a video player popped up, which he ordered to play. "We got a civil war in Russia: government loyalists against ultranationalist rebels, and 15000 nukes at stake." the clip showed a video feed of a small squad of men wielding MP5s, which they recognised to be the Russian spetsnaz guard, fighting of a much larger group of rugged looking soldiers with RPG's and AK-47s. The "good Russians", seemed to be on the losing side. "Just another day at the office." captain price smirked. Gaz zoomed to another part of the map, he tapped on a small country nestled just below Saudi Arabia. an image of a bearded man wearing a desert army uniform and a red beret appeared. one's first reaction would be to call him a terrorist. These guys, however, knew better than that. "Khaled Al-Asad" Gaz continued, "currently the second most powerful man in the Middle-East. Now word on the street is he's got the minerals to be the top dog down there. Intel's keeping an eye on him. " Gaz closed the image. "U-huh" said Captain price, in an amusingly casual way. He paused to scratch his beard.
"and the Bad news?"
"the bad news is we got a new Guy joining us today. Fresh outta selection. His name's Soap."
