Prologue Scene II Crew Expendable

"Bravo team, the Intel on this op comes from our informant in Russia…the package is aboard a medium freighter Estonian registration number 52775. There is a small crew and security detail onboard." Said Price over the radio

"Rules of engagement sir?" asked Gaz

"Crew expendable." Replied Price

'Crew Expendable'

Somewhere in near the Bearing Strait

Sgt. 'Soap' Mactavish

22nd SAS Regiment

"Base-plate this is Hammer two-four we have a visual on the target ETA sixty seconds." Said the black hawk pilot.

"Copy 2-4" replied Command

A few seconds later Soap heard the pilots again. "Thirty seconds, going dark."

Then a few seconds after that Price threw his cigar into the sea and pulled his mask over his face as did the rest of the team.

"Ten seconds. Radio check, go to secure channel." Said the pilot

"Lock-n-load" said Price

The team loaded and readied their weapons. "Go! GO! GO!" yelled Price as he grabbed the rope and slid down to the deck. Soap and two others touched down silently behind him. They spread out around the bridge.

"Weapons free." Said Price

The squad opened fire taking out the bridge crew in a split second.

"Bridge secure." Said the one of the operators.

"Hold your fire. Gaz-stay in the bird 'til we secure the deck, over." Price ordered.

The team proceeded inside and down some stairs.

"Stairs clear."

They moved into a hallway and Soap put a silenced three-round burst into a drunken sailor.

"Last call. Hallway clear! Move up!"

Soap moved into some crew quarter and killed a pair of sleeping sailors.

"Crew quarters-clear move up."

"Forward decks clear, green light on alpha go!" said Hammer 2-4

Gaz, Wallcroft and Griffen repelled down a rope to join the rest of the team.

"Ready sir." Said Gaz

"Fan out. Three meter spread."

The team moved forward across the main deck. Gaz spotted a pair of sentries on a platform up ahead. Soap took them both out with carefully aimed bursts from his MP5.

"We've got company." Said Gaz

As soon as he said this a row of armed crewmen gathered on the second floor, firing down at the SAS team.

"Hammer 2-4, we've got tangos on the 2nd floor."

"Copy, engaging." The black hawk moved closer and a gunner used the mini-gun to spray bullets along the second floor wiping out the crewmen. Then they came back over the radio.

"Bravo six, Hammer's at bingo fuel. We're bugging out. Big Bird will on station for evac in ten."

"Copy Hammer. Wallcroft, Griffen, cover our six. The rest of you, on me." Said Captain Price.

Gaz, Sgt. Harris, Soap and Price stacked up at a hatch on the other side of the ship. Price unlocked the hatch as Gaz pulled out a shotgun.

"I like to keep this for close encounters." He said

"Too right mate." Replied Harris.

"On my mark…Go! Check your corners."

Gaz moved in first followed by Harris, Price and Soap. The team moved down a hall and turned right then down a stairwell to the next level. Harris moved down another short flight and took down a pair of crewmen heading his way. They turned left at the end of this hallway and gathered at an open hatch. Price poked his head out…and ducked back in as AK-47 fire hit the bulkhead in front of him. He pulled out and tossed a flashbang into the cargo hold. The firing stopped long enough for the team to rush in and for Soap to put down a guard. The team quickly spread out along the first section of the hold. No other tangos were in sight so the team stacked at the next hatch.

Harris kicked the hatch out and Gaz and Price moved in and turned in opposite directions.

"Clear left."

"Clear right."

The team moved up to a catwalk and saw a security detail on the opposite side and opened fire. Three of the four enemies were taken down, the fourth hid among the containers on the lower floor. Soap and Price joined Harris on the lower floor in taking out the last guard. The team stacked next to an open hatch leading to the third and final section of the cargo hold. Price tossed in a flashbang quickly followed by a frag grenade from Soap.

The flashbang went off first, blinding a few of the guards. Then the other grenade went off killing two and wounding a third. A heavy firefight ensued as the remaining crew attempted to stop the SAS team. But the special ops troops were far too well trained for that to happen. In two minutes the last cargo hold was secure. Gaz scanned the containers until he came to a large blue one.

"I'm getting a strong reading sir. You might want to take a look at this." Said Gaz

Harris helped Gaz open the container.

Inside was a nuclear device with an Arabic flag on it.

"Hmmmm…it's in Arabic. Baseplate this is Bravo-6. We've found it. Ready to secure package for transport."

"No time Bravo-6. Two bogies headed your way fast. Grab what you can and get the hell outta there."

"Fast-movers, probably MIGs we'd better go." Said Gaz

"Soap grab the manifest in the container, move." Once Soap grabbed and stowed the manifest Price said "Alright, everyone topside, double-time." The team began moving back twards the open hatch as Price contacted the other two member of the SAS squad.

"Wallcroft, Griffen what's your status?"

"Already in the helicopter sir. Enemy aircraft inbound…Shit! They've opened fire get out-"

The rest of the man's sentence was lost as two massive explosions ripped into the cargo ship.

"Bravo-6 Come in! Bravo-6 what's your status?" asked Big Bird

"What the hell happen?" asked Harris.

"The ships sinking we've got to go now!" said Gaz

"Bravo-6 come in dammit!"

Price pulled Soap up as he contacted Big Bird.

"Big Bird this is Bravo-6 we're on our way out! On your feet soldier we are leaving!" he yelled

Soap followed Price, Harris and Gaz up to the catwalks as the ocean poured into the ship from multiple hull breaches. The catwalks began coming apart as the ship listed. They moved quickly through the other two cargo holds even as the ship was taking on more water and the catwalks in those areas came apart as well. The team made it to the opposite end just in time as the catwalks fell to the hold below. The team moved back up the two short flights of stairs but Harris got confused.

"Which way? Which way to the helicopter?" he asked

"To the right! To the right!" yelled Price all the while Big Bird was asking them where they were and Price was yelling for his team to keep moving. The SAS operators got outside just in time for the ship to be almost 90 degrees over. They ran towards the other end as they saw the double-bladed aircraft hovering over the starboard side of the ship now in the air. Gaz, Harris and Price made it aboard, Soap jumped and landed on the edge of the hold. He started to slip but Captain Price grabbed him and hauled him aboard the helicopter.

"We're all aboard go!" yelled Price

"Roger that we're outta here." Said Big Bird.

The 'Chinook' left the cargo ship sinking into the Bering Strait…