The What If Story of Captain McMillan

by Tyberias

My First Fanfic, based on CoD4's One Shot One Kill level. The first chapter is as normal, but chapter 2 will have the twist. Read and review, constructive criticism. Thx very much.

1. One Shot, One 'Kill'

The What If Story of Cpt. McMillan

Disclaimer: I do not in any way own the characters/storyline of Call Of Duty 4. The real owners of them are Gods.

Pripyat, Ukraine. Top floor of the Polissya hotel.

McMillan was impressed with Lieutenant Price's "assassination" of Imran Zakhaev, no doubt about it. "Nice shot Leftenant, I think you blew his arm off, shock and blood loss'll take care of the rest."

Then the captain saw the impending danger. "Shit, there on to us, take out that helicopter, it'll by us some time." Price was only happy to oblige with his captain's order. One shot from the Barret 50 cal. Sniper rifle caused the front cockpit of the Hind to explode with blood.

"Great shot Leftenant, now let's move, they'll be searching for us." The two of them ran to a broken window on the other side of the top floor of the hotel. "It's time to move, follow my lead." McMillan and Price were just about to rappel down when another helicopter showed up and fired a missile at the hotel's roof. At the last second, the two soldiers jumped down and away from the explosion.

When they reached the ground, McMillan put his radio to good use. "Delta Two – Four, this is Alpha Six, we have been compromised, I repeat we have been compromised, we are making our way to Extraction Point Four."

The radio sprung to life and said. "Alpha six, this is Big Bird, you got 20 minutes, don't be late, we're bugging out fuel as it is. Out".

The captain and his accomplice found themselves almost completely surrounded by 100 troops, more of which were dropping in by the numerous amounts of transport helicopters. "Forget these guys, we're gonna get left behind." Together they took down about 3 "tangos" each.

Three German shepherds were running at them. Price shot two of them, but the third got close enough to knock him down. He struggled with it for a minute, then grabbed its head, and twisted it to one side. Dead. Bullets we're flying all around them. Then McMillan spotted a nearby war-torn apartment building. "We'll try to lose 'em in that apartment building". Price sprinted to the door and made it inside. McMillan was a little slower, but made it inside nonetheless. They went through the apartment building's bottom floor until they reached a closed door.

The next chpater will be here soon.