Disclaimer: Welcome to my first fanfic and the first story about MGO. I have yet to find any others but if there are please let me know. I DO NOT OWN Metal Gear Solid or anything from the series, Konami and Hideo Kojima do.
Metal Gear Online:Search and Rescue
Prologue
The night air was cold in the small Middle Eastern town. In the distance, a plume of smoke could be seen rising up from building fire. The atmosphere was tense as a group of four people crouched behind a stack of hastily piled sand bags. One of them, a male in his mid 20's was sporting heavy equipment.
A heavy black vest carrying machine gun magazines, 3 grenades and extra ammo pouches over top of a dark green coat.
His weapon holster hung neatly on his waist. A badge on his vest had the number 5 on it, showing his rank. Above that he wore dog
tags, labelled, with his name, Mark. Another soldier, an older male in his early 40's carried the insignia of an eagle on his shirt, just noticeable under the light brown vest.
He had equipped with some flash bang grenades, and a couple of ammo pouches. His face was concealed by a balaclava, and he wore a brown communications headset perched on top of that. His rank, 13.
His name was John. He was staring through the scope of a large rifle. The other 2, both women in their 20's, Kira and Amanda, ranks 8 and 3 were busy struggling with Amanda's broken harness strap.
"Hold still!" Kira whispered, trying not to raise her voice to high, but she new that the longer she was distracted, the greater the risk she'd be caught by surprise by the enemy.
Kira had a strong frame, and a commanding voice, while Amanda was smaller and more fragile looking with a softer, higher voice. Both women had similar gear, a small brown chest harness with matching supply pouches, though Amanda's strap kept coming loose.
"I'm sorry, but I can't shake the feeling we're being watched. I'm nervous." she replied. Amanda hadn't been in the army very long, she was still suffering from the first night jitters.
"Quiet down!" whispered John as he focussed the scope lense intently watching something.
"Contact!" he shouted as he quickly pulled the trigger once. A loud shot rang out, and a far off cry could be heard.
Through his scope, John saw a couple PMC soldiers scatter for cover has their team mate dropped to the ground dead. "Enemy down!" exclaimed Mark gazing through his binoculars.
In a matter of seconds they had a hail of bullets flying all around them. Amanda layed flat on her back behind the sand bangs and was clutching her assault rifle tightly, she hoped they'd make it out of this alive.
This is my first fanfic that I've ever done. This is only a prologue, I will continue to update and add chapters. Your reviews and feedback are welcome, but keep it clean.