Point of View: CPO - "Thunder" -
Location: Somewhere in Moscow, Russia
Date: April 1, 2030
What happened to Russia in the past 15 years you may ask, I'll tell you.
2017; Vladimir Makarov is killed (CoD wiki)
2019; Russia is back to 'normal'
2021; Russia goes through second civil war
2022; Chechnya gains independence, followed closely by Dagastan.
2023; Anti-Communist forces drive out Communistic radicals
2024 - 2025; The whole drone thing with Menendez
2026; Russia increases activity in Afghanistan, Pakistan, and North Korea.
2027; "Moscow Massacre" Designed by Goldfish, it is the worst attack on Russia since the Moscow Subway wreck, designed by Chechens.
2028; Goldfish comes into Russian presidency
2029; Russia declares war on Afghanistan, and U.S. forces return to aid.
2030; Now I'm here.
"Sons of a bitch!" I yelled to two Russians who had me at gunpoint. Then, gunfire. I look up to see Dmitri there, helping me out of there.
"Dmitri?" I ask.
"No Mikhail, you must rest." He said.
"What happened?" I asked him.
"You were taken hostage when you went into Moscow to get the weapons from your C.I.A. operative." He said.
"Did he get out fine?" I asked.
"Not as much." He said, directing my line of sight to a still body.
"Assholes." I said, getting up.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"He needs a proper burial." I said.
"That is true." He said, as I ripped the man's dog tags off his chest. They read "Baker."
As we walked to the man's new grave, we talked about our lives before this mess. I told him about Brenna, and my parents, and that I was going to pop the question the day after I left for Russia. Her Birthday. He told me of another cousin, who joined the Spetsnaz to get himself out of this lawless state. Now, he has to try to invade the U.S. in a week.
So I called my father.
"Hey dad." I said to him.
"Hi Mike, how have you been?" He asked.
"No time for talk, you have to tell the President about this one." I said.
"All right." He said, "Shoot."
"Goldfish is trying to invade from Maine down into Massachussetts, and then to Virginia and D.C. and then out west." I said.
"Shit." He said.
"Yeah, and tell every service member that if they find a Sergei Ivanov, not to touch him." I said.
"Who is he?" He asked.
"My long lost cousin." I stated.
Point of View: $
Location: Outside of Peshawar, Pakistan
Date: Apr. 2, 2030
When we had gotten to Pakistan, we found the city to be heavily guarded.
"Christ." I said.
"Price." Seagull said, "Don't worry, we'll be fine."
"I hope you're right." I said, "So, does everybody know the plan?" I asked.
"Yes sir." The squad of S.A.S. said.
"Good." I said, "Kill em all."
Then, we seged Peshawar, and it wasn't fun at all. Two other squads were wiped out. We were alone.
"Price." Baseplate said.
"Baseplate." I said, "What is it?"
"We've found two signatures coming from somethings that don't look friendly." He said.
"What are they?" I asked.
"It looks like they're nukes." He said.
"Shite." I said, where are they?" I asked.
"In an old castle, but be careful, Goldfish's got the place locked down pretty tight." He said.
"No worries." I said, taking out my Heckler and Koch Mp5-Sd3.
"Good luck out there Price." He said.
"I don't need luck." I said, "All I need is bullets. Lots and lots of bullets." I said.
Then I went black.
"Let's go." I said, commanding the squadron.
"When we had gotten to the castle, we found how heavily guarded it was. Overhead, the sounds of chopper rotors could be heard. I looked through my scope, and found ten men in front of us alone. I put on the suppressor on my sniper rifle, and, so didn't the rest of the squad.
"Kill em all." I commanded, breathing out cigar smoke from my nose.
Then, we all fired off one shot, each landing their marks.
"Let's dispose of the bodies." I said to the men.
"Alright." Seagull said.
As we went down to the castle, I had an incoming transmission. I decided to watch it now. It was the Seal.
"Hello?" He asked.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Thunder." He said, "Who are you?"
"Price." I said.
"Alright." He said, "Where are you right now?"
"Peshawar. Why?" I asked.
"When you're done, go directly to Poland and bust out my cousin. We'll need all the support we can get." He said.
"Exactly." I said.
He then went dark.
After we disposed of the bodies, we then went inside of the castle. There were two nukes. Yes, and we had a man to disable them both.
"Seagull." I said, "Get to it."
"On it sir." He said, going over to the bombs.
"Everyone else, guard the doors." I said.
When Seagull was done with the bombs, we then disposed of them too.
"All right men." I said, "Now to Poland."
The men and I then rolled out to the evac point.
Point of View: CPO -"Thunder"-
Location: Warsaw, Poland
Date: April 4, 2030
"This is the place." I said, looking to a restaurant. This was where I would meet Price and the S.A.S. team.
When I walked in, there were well-to-do people, and then there were six others.
"Captain Price I presume?" I asked, trying to sound like Henry Stanley on the expedition into the Congo to look for Dr. Livingstone.
"You must be Thunder." Said a man who looked in his fifties. How someone who is fifty and still in the service, I have no clue.
"I am." I said.
"So what are we going to do?" He asked.
"Well, the first thing we'll do is track down a man by the name Joseph Lenin." I said, giving them a folder with his picture paperclipped to the front.
"Aye, the leader of the new Communist Poland." Said one of the operatives.
"Yeah." I said, "Let's go with that."
"Thunder, I hope you know this isn't just a rebellion, this is another Cold War." Price said.
"What?" I asked.
"Western Europe and the U.S. is fighting off Russia and eastern Europe." He stated. How was I so blind? Why couldn't I see that before?
"What do you think we should do?" I asked.
"Right now, Joseph Lenin seems like a good start." Price said.
"I guess you're right." I said. Then, putting two and two together I realized, I was fighting with the same man who tried to assassinate Imran Zakhaev and killed Vladimir Makarov.
"I have two friends who I was informed would be here." He inquired.
"Who?" I asked.
"Ghost and Roach." He said.
"They're still in Moscow." I said.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yeah." I said, "Why?"
"No reason." He said, "Let's go."
"All right." I said, before seeing fuck-tons of British soldiers and vehicles.
"What is all this?" I asked.
"Peacekeeping." Price said, quoting and unquoting with his fingers in the air.
"All right." I said.
Defense of Herat:
Point of View: Russian Resistance Leader Muhammad Al- Ladin
Location: Herat, Afghanistan
Date: April 9, 2030
"Kill all the Russians!" I yelled to the men of the resistance. I was on a horse, riding towards the Russians, who, were better equipped vehicular-wise, but not weaponry-wise. We had been given 20 Javelins, we already had 15 RPGs and 30 PIATs, which were WW2 era British rocket launchers. We were given 40 SCAR-Ls, and 30 XM8s. We were definately outnumbered, but if worse came to worse, we would use the way of Jihad, which was suicide. Yes, we had bombs strapped onto ourselves.
Then, the first 'wave' of Russians came over the hill in the distance. We raised our weapons, and begun firing upon them. They fired back, 10 times harder, but we did not care, Herat must not fall, or else, Afghanistan will. Then, I realized I was out of ammo.
Crap...
We pushed forwards, actually, but then the Russians sent their armor in. Big mistake. We were all trained to use the Javelins, but we knew too well of how the RPG and PIAT worked. So, basically, we slaughtered their tanks. Then, helicopters. Why is it always helicopters. We begun firing on them aswell, and we hit three of the ten before they turned back. The men who parachuted out and were alive, we taken prisoner. There was one who I didn't want to. I'm unsure why. His name? What does "Sergei Ivanov" have to do with anything? He was part of the Spetsnaz, fortieth airborne division. Why could I not interrogate him? I just felt off. So, I slept it off.