Warning:

This novel has references, links, and inspiration from real life events in the Real War on Terror.

Some events may have been re-written and some names may have been re-written for security purposes.

Secret events have not been recorded for security purposes in this story.

Some events are fictional and non-real and the name 'Green Phoenix' is from the Code Lyoko universe.

This novel forms the Code Lyoko universe with the real events of the real world in the hotspots of the world. including Afghanistan, Iraq, Iran, Saudi Arabia, Yemen, and plots in the United States.

Some scenes may be too graphic or too real to certain readers.

Reader's discrestion is advised...

Also:

This story is to comemorate and remember those who have gave their lives for the freedom. These men and women are in the Coalition, formed with the United States, France, Britain, Germany, and other countries...

Prologue

2016- Modern Day Afghanistan- Mountains North of Kabul

TIER 1- AFO Neptune

Ulrich Stern

A lone Chinook helicopter silently roared through the dark skies of Afghanistan. The moon, above, was full and the stars above started to shine with it. The sound of the helicopter blades blocked out every other sound except for radio chatter and chatter between the two TIER 1 operatives and the gunner, who overlooked the scenery with his .50 Caliber machine gun. The inside of the chopper was filled with red light, meaning not clear for landing. Ulrich Stern overlooked the scenery along side the gunner, leaning over him with his M-16 A3 strapped over his right shoulder. His gear was as yellow as the desert sand that they used to fly over. His jacket was as grey as coal and his gloves were as yellow as the desert sand and his gear. His helmet was strapped tightly to his chin and his goggles were nestled tightly to the front of his helmet. His eyes were clear, not bloodshot, and his face was being pelted by the snow flakes that gained entrance into the chopper.

The white snow outside was as white as fluff and feathers. The rocks, however, were as dark as coal. The gunner's suit was as green as the trees below and he had bags under his eyes. It looked like he stayed up for hours straight, manning his gun without rest. On the left side of the gunner was Calvin Jones, or 'Sabot'. His face was covered with a face wrapping, but his gear looked the same as Ulrich's. Ulrich served with Sabot for almost a year and, somehow, ended up landing into TIER 1 after being transferred from TIER 2. But, that's another story. His gun, though, was different. He was armed with an M-4, the automatic version. His gun was as black as the rocks and night sky and was also strapped tightly to his right shoulder. His eyes, however, was bloodshot red. Sabot was a real leader. Ever since last year, he has been beside Ulrich and the rest of their squad the entire time. But, for tonight until the mission's end, they were alone without them. Just the two them were going to their mission.

The gunner turned to Sabot, his hands still tight on the triggers. The snow started to settle onto his gear, as well as the two TIER 1 operatives. He cleared his throat.

"You TIER guys are friggin' nuts." the gunner said. "Are you sure about this?" Sabot pulled down his face wrap, revealing the other half of his face. His five o'clock shadow was as black as the night sky and his lips were as smooth as ice.

"We're sure, alright." Sabot said. "After all, we're TIER 1."

"Well, I hope you guys are right." the gunner replied, uncertain. "After all, if you guys are caught, there's no way we're coming back when we hear it immediately."

"Well, at least you guys are comin'." Sabot replied. "Now, shut up and watch out." The helicopter met a slow, sudden halt, hovering over a solid landing area to drop off both Ulrich and Calvin. Calvin pulled his face cover back up and strapped his helmet.

"We are above the current LZ, over?" the pilot said over the radio. Sabot leaned in and talked over it.

"Copy that, Eagle." Sabot replied.

"Alright, you are cleared for jump, over?" the pilot replied. Sabot licked his lips.

"Copy that, Eagle." Sabot replied. "C'mon let's go, Ulrich." Sabot then leaped out of the helicopter, landing on his feet. Ulrich looked down to see Sabot covered in snow as he waved at Ulrich.

"C'mon, Ulrich, the snow is fine and cold." Sabot said, still waving.

"I'll be right…" Ulrich was then cut off by the door gunner, who yelled over Ulrich and pointed at a rocket.

"RPG!" the gunner said, the rocket slamming into the left side of the Chinook. The massive, orange explosion shook the chopper, making sway back and forth as the flames started to rage on the left side. The door gunner regained his grip on the gun and started to fire at the area where the RPG launched.

"Jump, God damn it!" Sabot yelled. Ulrich leaped out from the copter, feeling the cold air rush towards his face as he fell to the ground. He felt the cold snow plow into his as he started to lift himself from the ground. Then, from behind, he saw the helicopter start to lose control. The flames started to engulf the rear rotor blade. Smoke rose into the sky as the chopper crashed into the snow covered ground with a loud thud. Then, after it crashed into the ground, a loud explosion occurred, tossing the blades in all directions and sending shards of flaming metal scattering. Then, he saw a helicopter door coming his way, bouncing off the ground after each hit. It was heading towards Ulrich.

"Ulrich, watch out!" Sabot said, Ulrich turning towards him. Then, as he turned back, the helicopter door landed on top of Ulrich, knocking him unconscious.