Author's Note: Welcome back my lovely readers. This chapter continues off the mission of "Bag and Drag". Well, I'm sure you all are wondering what happened to the characters, so I guess I'll just have to let you read and Enjoy~

Chapter 4: Chasing Cars
Objective: Capture Volk
Date: October 9, 2016 - 15:02:34
Location: Montmartre Hill, Paris, France

A small cry filled the air as it mixed in with the sound of a single bullet. Blood dripped onto the dirty ground as Volk continued to shoot at the group. Frost could hear a small whimper next to him after the bullet had missed him by far. He looked to his left and saw Scarlet clutching onto her arm. She dropped onto her knees, clinching her teeth as she winced. Blood seeped through her fingers and dripped down onto the ground, her navy green uniform growing damp.

Her gun fell onto the ground and her whole entire arm throbbed ferociously. The heat of the bullet spread throughout her body, feeling as though her whole arm had been run over by a truck. Never in her entire life had she ever been shot, and she had to admit it wasn't a good experience. "Gah!" she shouted. "Son of a bitch!"

Frost looked down at her, getting on his knees as well as he looked at her blood covered arm. "Scarlet are you-"

"Get after him Frost!" Sandman shouted, shooting all the other guys as he left an open space for Frost to run.

"Go!" he ordered, dashing over to the exit as Sabre followed. Sandman turned to look at Frost as he stared at him with great disapproval. "What the hell are you waiting for Frost, let's go!" he shouted, his voice sounding awfully angry.

"Leave Frost..." Scarlet murmured. "It's just my arm, and if your leg is doing fine, I'm sure my arm will be fine too," she said. Scarlet took her hand away from the small hole as she smacked Frost across the head. "Now go, run!"

Frost passed her the gun she'd dropped and ran up the stairs as he chased after Volk. Sandman looked down at Scarlet who was standing up, clutching onto her arm with a pained expression on her face. "Grinch, take care of her," Sandman ordered as he followed Frost and Sabre, leaving the two in the underground HQ.

Grinch walked over to her as he stared at her blood-soaked arm. "I have bandages in my backpack," she said daintily, tilting her head to the left as she signaled that she was wearing her backpack. Grinch jogged over to her, helping Scarlet take the bag off her shoulders. "We need to hurry up so we don't get left behind," he said, somewhat yanking the medical backpack from her back.

The action caused Scarlet to let out a painful moan as her hand shot for her arm, her right eye watering slightly. "That hurts," she said in a high pitched voice. Grinch ignored her and pulled out the bandage wrap as he grabbed onto her hand. "A few minutes ago you were calling Frost a baby, and now look at you. What happened to that big tough guy act you were trying to pull off?" he laughed mockingly.

Scarlet pouted as she looked away from him. "No one asked you Grinch, why were you dipping into my business, eavesdropper," she mumbled. Grinch wrapped the medical bandage around her arm as he tied the two sides of the brown fabric together. "Why does it matter? All you two ever do is either argue or flirt. And you guys do it so loudly it's hard for anyone not to listen," he said.

The girl shot up, grabbing onto her gun as she stared at Grinch with a horrified expression on her face, her cheeks as red as fire itself. "Frost and I are not flirting!" she retorted.

Grinch got everything back into the bag as he passed it over to Scarlet who barely caught it. "You can bitch about it later but not right now. We need to catch up with the team, or you'll have to Sandman all about this argument and hear his opinion on it."

Scarlet could just imagine Sandman screaming at her about how stupid this discussion is and that she demolished the whole mission. Scarlet lifted her gun and dashed up the metal stairs as Grinch quickly followed behind her.

...

"Get in the van!" Sandman ordered as they watched Volk being driven away by three soldiers in a gray car. He drove through tanks and under helicopters as more Russian soldiers shot at the Delta Force and the GIGN. "We'll cover you," Sabre shouted at him as he shot at the enemies who were crowding around the blue van they needed to get into.

Frost charged for the small van, yanking at the passenger door until it finally opened. He hopped inside, watching as Sandman opened the back doors and climbed into the back seat. "Do you think Grinch and Scarlet are heading up yet?" Frost asked Sandman, kicking the broken windshield off so they could see things better.

"Frost!" The sergeant could recognize that voice from a mile away. He looked over and saw Scarlet running over to the blue van with Grinch, running as fast as possible so they could reach the van. Grinch ran over to the driver's seat as he got into the car. Scarlet (seeing there was no more space in the front of the van) joined Sandman at the back of the car.

"Step on it Grinch!" Sandman shouted, kicking the back door open so he could prepare to fire his gun. Team Metal sped down the road as they chased after Volk, tanks, BTR's, helicopters, and various jeeps immediately following them from behind. Sandman lifted up a PKP Pecheneg that was vibrating on the metal of the car due to how crazy Grinch was driving the automobile. He passed it over to Scarlet who struggled to lift it (being as it weighed a lot and her arm was still in pain), her fingers fumbling with the trigger as she looked over at Sandman, her face holding great discomposure.

Sandman looked over at her after he'd just got through shooting at a few soldiers trying to bash their jeeps at the back of the van. "What's the problem?" he asked, though it didn't sound like a question; it was more like a screaming comment. "N-Nothing sir, sorry!" she shouted.

"Shoot at those drivers then!" he ordered, smacking her bloody arm as she cried out loudly. Sandman knew what he did, but he wasn't going to apologize, he had other things to worry about rather than the fact that her arm hurt. He's been shot dozens of times, and Scarlet's going to have to suck it up because it'll get a lot worse the further they get.

As they shot at the gunners chasing after them, Sandman found a way to observe her shooting. Scarlet was a remarkable shooter indeed. Her accuracy was almost perfect, but much better than a lot of the men in the Special Forces. Sure she was 5'6 (which was smaller than all the guys here), and she didn't look like a girl to be on the field, but she definitely proved that she belonged here.

The car made a hard right, sending her over to the left as she bumped into Sandman. He was pushed slightly, but then the car turned to the left, causing the grown man to bump into Scarlet also, making her lose her weak grip on the gun as it fell from her hands and onto the street. One of the jeeps speeding after them drove over it, the tire twisting as the whole vehicle took a sharp left, smashing into a building that was nearby.

"Oh no!" Scarlet shouted.

Grinch saw a Hind Helicopter racing after them as it shot at them. He turned the van into a nearby church as he broke the doors open. That didn't stop the helicopter from shooting at them however. Its bullets shot through the glass ceiling as it fell on top of them, shattering on the wooden floors they drove on.

Quickly, Grinch drove out of the church and emerged back on the street. Right in front of them was Volk's car, slightly whirling on the street as they tried to gain control of the tires. "There he is!" Grinch shouted.

"Frost, take the shot!" Sandman shouted, his voice agitated. Frost lifted his SCAR-L, not even aiming through the scope as he shot at the back of the car. The rear tires of the gray car popped loudly as the car jolted over to the left and smacked into one of the buildings, the back bumper falling off as Grinch ran the metal piece over.

The car skid against the wall as bits and pieces fell off of it. It then turned to the right and crashed into another building. That's when Grinch slammed his foot against the gas pedal and rammed into the side of Volk's car. Frost shot his gun at the two soldiers in the back seat before they could do the same to him.

The van manages to push the car through a fence as they fell down a small hill, running over many flowers and a now not so neatly mowed lawn. Grinch then drove the van and Volk's car into a nearby dumpster as metal met metal, smacking it harshly. The dumpster made a loud 'bang' noise, the sound vibrating throughout it.

"Get out of the car now!" Sandman shouted, hopping out through the back of the van as he ran over to Volk's car. Sandman reached the vehicle, seeing he was sitting in his seat, curled into a ball as he made an anguished face expression. "Overlord we got him!" Sandman shouted.

"Come here asshole!" he said, grabbing Volk by the collar of his suit as he pulled his out through the shattered window. Throwing him onto the ground, Sandman punches the man in the face a few times. Scarlet climbed out from the back of the van as well, watching Sandman drag the man across the street, swearing at him viciously as he put him in the van.

Scarlet's arm stopped throbbing, she almost forgot she'd even gotten shot; her arm was just numb now. Her eyes looked over at Frost's leg as she saw that he was still not putting much pressure onto the leg, but it seemed that it was less of a problem than it was earlier.

Scarlet looked over and saw the Eiffel Tower far in the distance, smoke rising from it as bombs dropped onto it. Paris's Pride was being taking away by the enemy.

But there was nothing the FNG could do about it now, not when she had more important things to worry about at the moment. Scarlet walked over to the gray car as she brought her head into the broken back window, seeing the dead soldiers, their guns rested on their laps. She reached her right hand into the window and grabbed the dead man's AK-47, refilling the magazine as she leaned against the car.

"Hey Scarlet," she heard Frost say. She looked up and saw him standing in front of her, his gun held tight in his grip. "How's your arm?" he asked in a cool voice, trying to hide his concern.

The girl chuckled slightly as she stood up and walked passed him. "Never been better."

I thought that last line was a little corny but I actually think I did a good job on this chapter. I was going to add the mission after this with the Eiffel Tower and all, but I just couldn't seem to fit it into this chapter (oh well). The next chapter is them back at base while they're training. A lot of romance is contained in the next chapter and the chapter after that. So please Stay Tune~