Not as long as the last but still just as if not more enjoyable. This is telling the story of the Americans attempt at getting rid of Al Asad before the actual invasion set in place in Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare. Sergeant Bradley tells his story about his squads failed insurgent mission. I would like to note that the 10th Mountain Insurgent Forces is not an actual military division nor is it an actual part of the military. Just to make sure if you didn't know that. I also doubt that there was a Friday the the thirteenth in the year 1991. I just didn't have a calendar from that time or anyway to make sure that the date was historically accurate. The 10th Mountain Division and the USMC begin their invasion of Saudi Arabia in the next chapter... enjoy.

Chapter 2:
The Sea of Sand

"Back during the Gulf War. The United States of America began their push into Iraq. The purpose of the war was to kick the Iraqi forces out of Kuwait. What the general public didn't know however was that it was also the last moment in our country's history that the government ordered for an insurgent force into Saudi Arabia to take out a militia whose power was rising by the day. Before they started a coup or worse the Saudi Arabian government called for us to take out the leader of the Militia. His name was Al Asad, and he was the meanest and the most cowardly son of a bitch that I ever did see. He hid behind a paramilitary organization back then. Because of that, instead of asking for the C.I.A to put their spies at risk for an assassination. They mobilized my squad to begin an insurgent mission to cause a revolt within the militia's ranks. I'm sure you can guess that Al Asad didn't take too kindly to that." Sergeant Bradley said as the plane took off.

First Gulf War... Private First Class Bradley, Rifleman/Grenadier, 10th Mountain Insurgent Forces, United States Army 1200 hrs. Friday, December 13, 1991.

"Scorpion 1-3 this is Scorpion 1-6 we've got eyes on you from the air, good luck." Said the Field Command Center Communications Officer Oreily.

"Scorpion 1-3 to Scorpion 1-6 roger that. Squad on me, move up." Said Bradley's commander getting up out of his sand camouflage.

"Yes sir Sergeant Tyler." Said the three members of Bradley's squad.

"Scorpion 1-3 you should be walking into a sandstorm right about now. This could work to your advantage, over." Said Oreily.

"Roger that. Men, treat this like a night operation. 'We own the night.'" Said Sergeant Tyler walking forward.

"You mean 'we own the dust.'" Said the soldier keeping an eye on the squads six o'clock staying behind the other members.

"Private Marshall I'll remember that when we get back to base and all the janitors are all on leave." Sergeant Tyler said as the squad continued to move through the sandstorm.

"Sorry sir." Marshall replied following the rest of the squad.

"Alright cut the chatter. Scorpion 1-6 this is Scorpion 1-3, do you have eyes on the objective?" Sergeant Tyler asked holding his radio up to his mouth.

"Give us a sec... We have AWACS and recon planes up in the air and they have sighted the objective. Multiple enemies at the objective and the sandstorm is letting up. You have two guards up ahead watching the road that's just a couple hundred yards from your position. You can either kill them or sneak by via a nearby alley, your call." Said Oreily commencing a radio blackout.

"Okay let's keep this as stealthy as possible. Last thing I need is to be killed in a fucking sandbox." Sergeant Tyler said pointing to where the alley started.

Bradley and his squad quickly rushed to the alley before a guard could see them from the sandstorm which was calming down quickly. They walked quickly and quietly down the alley and through many side streets. They used their silenced M16A1 rifles to kill many patrols through the streets. They came up to a hotel that was said to house many people who disapproved of Al Asad and wanted him dead. They found another four man patrol and took them out with their knives to remain silent. They hid the bodies in a back alley that led to a wall that connected the hotel to an office building. Picking up the patrols AK-47 assault rifles Bradley and his squad walked into the hotel acting like they were members of Al Asad's militia. In rapid Arabic Sergeant Tyler asked for Al Asad's militia members' rooms. Sergeant Tyler and the rest of the squad walked up to the appointed rooms. Each member was a member that didn't like Al Asad and would give anything to see him dead.

"I hear that you would like to see Al Asad dead. I've come to give you that chance." Sergeant Tyler said in rapid Arabic.

"Let's hear it. You're not a member of the militia, are you?" Asked the Militia Member in rapid Arabic.

"New member. I came from out of the country. I saw what you were doing and I agreed with it. That so bad?" Sergeant Tyler asked rhetorically in Arabic.

"America?" Asked the Militia member in english.

"England." Sergeant Tyler answered in a British accent and taking off a pair of sunglasses that he was wearing.

"Come, get in here. If Al Asad's men catch us talking then they'll kill us for sure." Said the Militia member rushing the squad in.

"Now you say you can kill Al Asad, how?" Asked the Militia member.

"Simple. If you can get supporters to rise up against Al Asad then it would be like you didn't lift a finger." Said Sergeant Tyler.

"No way. You obviously don't know about the paramilitary organization that Al Asad has at his disposal." Said the Militia member.

"What paramilitary organization?" Sergeant Tyler asked.

"It's actually a political party in Russia, but you could say that it's a paramilitary organization. It's the Ultranationalist Party of the Russian government. It formed to make sure that the democratic radicals in the Russian government didn't overthrow the communist dictator. As you can see now that the Soviet Union is failing how that worked out. The leader of the Ultranationist Party, Imran Zakhaev has his own agenda now. If you are the one to kill Al Asad then we will be able to get rid of the Ultranationalists for good." Said the Militia member.

"Alright. Do you know where Al Asad's going to be the most vulnerable?" Sergeant Tyler asked.

"Yes. He'll be meeting Zakhaev and a radical in the Mexican military. That is where Al Asad will be the most vulnerable." Said the Militia member.

"Alright just tell us where they are going to be and when, then you have yourself an assassination squad." Sergeant Tyler said holding out his hand.

"Thank you. My people also thank you." Said the Militia member shaking Sergeant Tyler's hand.

The Squad left to report everything to the Field Command Center. Sergeant Tyler and Bradley went to a large arena where the meeting was to take place. They situated themselves in a high position where no one would be able to see them easily. As time passed Zakhaev, the Mexican radical, and Al Asad arrived and gathered.

"Hey wait a minute. That guy... the Mexican radical... isn't that... it is! It's Carlos Ontiveros!" Sergeant Tyler said raising his voice just a bit.

"Who?" Asked Private Mitchell over the radio.

"He's the son of the head of the Mexican military. He's been known to do his father's dirty work. If he's here then his father is planning to overthrow the Mexican president." Sergeant Tyler answered.

"Then let's kill him before he can get word back to his father." Bradley said aiming an M4 carbine with a silencer and ACOG 4x scope.

"No. Stay on task, our mission is to kill Al Asad and that's what we're going to do. We can kill Ontiveros later, now take the damn shot." Sergeant Tyler ordered slapping Bradley in the back of the head.

"Yes sir... I have the shot. Requesting permission to take the shot." Bradley said looking into the scope.

"Command permission to take the shot." Said Sergeant Tyler in the radio.

"That is a negative Sergeant, do not take the shot." Said a voice over the radio.

"But Major Anderson we have the shot let us take it. We're just going to end up doing this eventually so let us do it now." Sergeant Tyler said begging for the Major to let them take the shot.

"Your mission was to act as insurgents cause an uprising and get the hell out of there. You disobeyed orders and turned it into an assassination mission. Al Asad knows you're there. You've got to get your asses out of there. You have been compromised, I repeat you have been compromised." Said the Major over the radio.

"Damn it! Bradley just take the damn shot." Sergeant Tyler said throwing the radio down just as Al Asad killed the Militia member that helped Bradley's squad.

"Bradley take the shot!" Sergeant Tyler said just as Bradley pulled the trigger, and Carlos Ontiveros jumped in front of Al Asad to take the shot.

"Damn Mexican took the bullet! Bradley! We've got to get the hell out of here! We're going to jump from roof to roof to get to the rendezvous!" Sergeant Tyler exclaimed getting up with Bradley and beginning to jump from roof to roof as an American blackhawk helicopter showed up.

"Run Bradley run! Get to the chopper!" Sergeant Tyler exclaimed as Militia soldiers showed up on the roof and began firing at them.

"Hurry damn it!" Exclaimed the pilot over the radio.

"JUMP FOR IT!" Sergeant Tyler exclaimed as he and Bradley jumped into the chopper as the doors closed and the helicopter began to take off.

"Good job today Bradley. We'll get him next time." Sergeant Tyler said patting Bradley on the back.

"Sergeant Tyler was charged with insubordination and got demoted. I was promoted to specialist and was placed into the actual 10th Mountain Division. It wouldn't surprise me if we ran into problems with the radicals in Mexico either. Al Asad shot and killed all of his opposition and now he even killed President Al-Fulani. I hear the British are going after Zakhaev. So now we've covered all of our bases." Sergeant Bradley said finishing his story.

"Alright if story time is over back there, then it's time to start the invasion." Said a Blackhawk helicopter pilot.

The Helicopter began to take off just as the 10th Mountain and the USMC helicopters began to take off to find and kill Al Asad.