MacTavish, Roach, and a driver had been tailing a white van in Rio de Janerio, hoping that it would give them some leads on where Rojas was, or Rojas' assistant.

"Ghost, the plates are a match." MacTavish spoke into the radio.

"Copy. Any sign of Rojas' right hand man?" Ghost said, as he waited down some other street for Roach and MacTavish to, hopefully, get some information on Rojas.

"Negative. They've stopped twice already. No sign of him." As MacTavish finished, the van pulled up in front of a building, "Wait. They've stopped again, standby."

Watching carefully, Roach and MacTavish see two men get out of the white van, and approach Rojas' assistant. Watching closely, they see the two men are holding guns. The assistant walks up to them with his hands up.

"Got a positive ID! Whoever these guys are, they're not happy to see him..." MacTavish said, as he watched the two men get closer to the assistant. Before they could do anything, Rojas' assistant pulls out a Desert Eagle and fires at the two men, another man coming from behind the van, also gets shot by Rojas' assistant.

"Ghost, we have a situation here!" MacTavish yells through the radio.

With that, the guy turns and fires at the car MacTavish and Roach were in.

"Get down, get down!" MacTavish yells, as he ducks behind the seats. Roach ducks behind the dashboard of the car, the car horn beeps loudly, as the driver's head hits the steering wheel, blood everywhere, as the driver is shot in the head.

MacTavish looks up to see the man running away, "He's getting away! Roach let's go, let's go!"

They both quickly jump out the car, and make chase for Rojas' assistant, running through the streets of Rio de Janeiro. Roach held onto his ACR tightly. Civilians dashed through the streets, screaming and trying to dodge to a safe place, away from the people with guns.

"Ghost! Our driver's dead! We're on foot! Meet us at the Hotel Rio and cut him off, if you can!" MacTavish orders.

"Roger, I'm on my way!" Ghost made a quick run for it, trying hard to get through the crowds, to cut the man off. Luckily, Ghost made it in time, causing Rojas' assistant into an alley way.

"He went into the alley!" Ghost yells, as they all make their way down the alley.

"Non-lethal take downs only! We need him alive!" MacTavish said. He needed to make sure no one made any stupid mistakes, and killed him, making this mission more hopeless.

MacTavish sees the perfect opportunity, and sees Roach is the furthest in front, "Roach! Take the shot! Go for his leg!"

Roach takes a deep breath, as he aims his gun, looking down the sight. He slides it down the assistant's leg and shoots the man right in the calf, making him fall to the ground.

"He's down!" MacTavish says, and they all make their way over, weapons still aimed, so he doesn't try anything funny.

A garage door opens, and MacTavish stands there, calling Roach over. As Roach makes his way over, he sees Ghost, feeling a bit worried. He always did when Ghost would interrogate someone. He hated it, how he couldn't see Ghost's face under that fucking mask, making it harder to see what he was feeling or even thinking.

"Roach, this is going to take some time. Go with Meat and Royce, and check the favela for any sign of Rojas. That's where this guy was headed." MacTavish orders. He felt worried when he caught Roach, just looking back at Ghost. He bent down, "Roach, he's fine, now go."

Roach just gave a quick nod, and made his way over to Meat and Royce to tell them the plan. Roach looks behind him, as he hears MacTavish close the door.

"Let's go. Remember, there are civilians in the favela. Watch your fire out there." Royce said, as they made their way to the favela. They get to a little edge with a small drop, the three looked around to see the favela was quiet, packed with civilians, that would just get in the way.

"Meat, get theses civvies out of here!" Royce said, looking back at Meat.

"Roger that." Meat had a little smile on his face, as he jumps down the drop, and fires his gun into the air, "Este lugar não é seguro!"

From the fire of Meat's gun, it didn't take long for the Militia to show up from every direction, and the three quickly made it to cover, as they were fired on from every direction.

"Bravo Six, be advised, we've engaged enemy militia in the lower village." Royce said, in to the radio, warning MacTavish and Ghost. Royce looked around to see Roach looking around, and like himself, was about to dodge into a building for cover.

"Roach! I'm with you! Watch the rooftops! Go!" Royce yelled through the radio. With that shout, Roach made quick for the building in front of him. Royce looked around to see he had lost Meat, which meant he must be making his way through the village.

"Royce, gimme a sitrep! Over!" MacTavish came through the radio.

Royce looked around, as he made a run for a building for cover. When he made it, he saw Roach again, but no Meat, "Lots of militia, but no sign of Rojas over here! Over!"

"Copy that! Keep searching! Let me know if you see him! Out!"

Royce resumed looking for a way out of this village. As he looked over to Roach, he noticed he had an excellent chance to make a run for it, "Roach! Move up! Let's go!"

As Royce moved up, he saw Meat making his way across, and just before he got there, Royce saw Meat get shot, right in the chest, and fall to the ground with his clothes dying a deep red. He feels his whole world stop for a minute, as he watches Meat fall to the ground. He swears, as he fell, Meat looked right at him, with such a sorrowful face. Royce felt he should run to him and save him, but he knew that, deep down, there was no hope. Royce knew he had to inform everybody, and he spoke into the radio, "Meat is down! I repeat, Meat is down!"

Ghost looks over at MacTavish with such disbelief, and the two feel lost for a moment, as they stand there, in silence, for what felt like forever.

Roach looked back to see Royce just standing there. The two were best friends, and Roach needed to get through to Royce, otherwise he'd be making it through this alone, "Royce! Move up!" Roach yells, as he just watches Royce stand there. "Royce! Come on!"

Royce looks up to see Roach yelling for him to move. He sees Roach giving him covering fire. Royce makes a run for it; as they meet up, Royce looks around, "We'll have to split up, spread them out a little."

Roach just nods along, as he sees more tangos walking across the rooftops, making their way towards the two camping in the building.

"I'll go this way and meet up back there." Royce shoves the map back in his pocket, and the two make a run for it. Roach makes his way through, avoiding enemy fire. He sees the meeting spot, and speeds up. He runs around the corner, safe from fire, and waits for Royce.

Looking around the corner, he sees Royce coming towards him. Taking a deep breath, he keeps covering fire for Royce. Seemingly, out of nowhere, Royce is shot in the hip and falls to the ground from the pain and loss of blood. Roach tries to make it to him, hoping to save his friend. In the corner of his eye, he sees a sniper aiming at Royce. Roach tries to kill him before he kills Royce. Roach shoots and hits him right in the head, thanks to the scope on his ACR. His mind reeling, looking to Royce, he sees he was too late; Royce had been shot in the head. Roach couldn't believe it, two men lost. Coming back to his sense, he can hear the screaming of the militia, and he runs back around the corner, making his way into some sort of alley splitting the favela in two, where he conveys the news of Royce to MacTavish.

"Roach, we've got Rojas' location! He's heading west, along the upper levels of the favela. We'll keep him from doubling back on our side, keep going and cut him off at the top! There's no time for backup. You're gonna have to do this on your own. Good luck. Out." MacTavish said.

As soon as he was finished, Ghost had him pinned up against the wall, "What the fuck? On his own?!"

MacTavish pushed him off, "Yes, Ghost! He's a damn good solider, it's his job!"

"He's gonna die out there! Meat and Royce are already gone! What makes you think he's gonna make it?"

"It's a tough call, Ghost, but it had to be done. We need this guy for information, we don't have time for back up! I'm your CO, I don't have to explain myself to you! Now, we need to move out!"

Roach heads west, up some stairs, and makes his way further into the favela. He hears the barks of a dog, and quickly looks around, but before he can shoot, he's knocked to the ground, with a big black dog snapping at his face. He pulls the dog's face back, as he tried mightily to get his hands right. Once he does, Roach snaps the dogs neck, as he pushes him off him and rolls him to the side, "Fucking dogs." he whispers to himself. Roach continues further in, and some civilian runs up to him, trying to pull him away, as he shouts something in Portuguese, "Cara, correr, sair daqui."

Roach tried to push the man away, but the man wouldn't leave, until he saw the militia coming from where he made his getaway from the streets to the fevela.

"Roach, this is their territory, and they know it well! Keep an eye open for ambush positions, and check your corners!" MacTavish says, as Roach makes his way to the favela.

Even though Ghost didnt think so, MacTavish was worrying about the guy; he was all alone in an unknown terriorty. MacTavish couldnt lose three men on one mission.

Roach scooted across some rooftops, where he gets ambushed by two people with RPG's. He ducks into a building for some cover, thinking of a way to kill them both. He comes across a little hole in the roof, where he has a perfect view of where the RPG's are. Roach waits for them to show their faces, then shoots, killing them both. Their lifeless bodies fall off the rooftops, signailling to the others they were dead.

"Roach! Watch the rooftops! We've had a few close calls with RPGs, and machine guns posistioned up high! We're taking heavy fire from the militia here, but I'm still tracking Rojas! He's gone into a building! Ghost you see him?" MacTavish said.

"Roger that, he's climbing onto a roof carrying a black duffel bag!" Ghost yelled. both things made Roach speed up and made him hope that he would get there in time and cut Rojas off.

"Well, that ought to slow him down! Roach, we're keeping him from doubling back! Keeping moving to intercept! Go! Go!"

Roach tried harder to get through the militia, but with every corner he turned, he ended up in a new challlenge. It was turning out to be about a thousand militia against one man, but Roach could feel himself getting closer, making him fight harder.

"Keep going! Rojas is still headed towards your side of the favela!" MacTavish yelled.

"Roach! Dont let the militia pin you down for too long! Use your flashbangs on them!" Ghost yelled, and Roach could hear the worry in Ghost's voice, making him roll his eyes. He couldn't imagine the panic Ghost felt know, but he pretty much knew Ghost was terrified for him.

"I've lost sight of him again! Ghost, talk to me!" MacTavish was yelling, and sounding annoyed. Roach again rolled his eyes, Ghost worried so much about him, sometimes he wasn't paying full attention to what he should be doing, which made Roach panic. The whole pattern was a big circle with them two worrying for each other.

"I'm onto him! He's trying to double back through the alleys below!" Ghost was panicked.

"Roger that! Stay on him!"

Roach, again was making his way further through the favela, getting closer to his target, but one thought kept running through his head; if he didnt make it in time, they could lose him, just like that.

"I've got a visual on Rojas! He's cutting through the market!" Ghost said.

"Roger that! I'll head for the rooftops, and try to cut him off on the right! He's gonna have no choice but to head west!" MacTavish ordered.

"I'm taking a lot of fire from the militia, I don't think I can track him through the market! I'm gonna have to find another way around!"

It wasn't long after until Ghost and MacTavish were once again yelling at each other about where Rojas was, and how close Roach should be, the whole thing was hectic.

"Be advised, I'm about half a click east of the market. I can see Rojas running across the rooftops on my right side!" Ghost yelled.

"Roger that! Roach! We're still corralling him closer to your side of the hill! Keep an eye open for Rojas! He's making his way across the rooftops!" You could hear the clear worry in both their voices, scared they could lose their target.

"Sir, I've got Rojas in my sights! We can go for a clean leg shot! We can end it here!" Ghost sounds determined.

"Negative! We can't risk it! Do NOT engage!" MacTavish ordered.

"Bollocks! Roger that!" Ghost was starting to feel stressed, this place was a mess, the place was a maze.

"Roach! Keep moving uphill! I've cut him off! He's got nowhere to go, but west over the rooftops in your area! Roach, he knows the area well, but we can trap him here! Don't stop! Go! Go!"

Roach felt his heart beat picking up, as he tried hard to trap Rojas, so they could capture him and get the information.

"Roach! I've spotted Rojas, he's making a run for it! He's headed your way!" MacTavish yelled, the words made Roach speed up and head for the direction to cut him off.

Ghost and MacTavish tried their best to steer him in right way, so he can't escape, needing Roach to keep pushing him the final right way.

"And don't shoot him! We need him alive and unharmed! Roach, we're going to cut him off at the summit, keep pushing him that way! Go! Go!" MacTavish made sure the two knew not to shoot him.

"Ghost, he's going for that motorcycle!" MacTavish yells.

"No, he's not!" Ghost's voice was stern, as he headed for Rojas.

"Nice! He's breaking to the right again! Roach, if you see him, do not shoot him! I need him unharmed! We've got eyes on Rojas - wait! Shite! He's headed back towards you! He's on the move, and headed your way! Go! Go! Roach, keep pushing him uphill! Don't let him double back!" MacTavish was clearly worried in losing the target, and pushed them both to keep going forward.

The whole mission was tense, as MacTavish yelled for them to keeping moving forward, and for them to try there hardest to trap Rojas.

"Roach! He's jumped another fence, and he's still headed towards your end of the favela! Keep moving up! Go! Go!" MacTavish said, making Roach more tense, as he made his way through.

"Where is he, where is he?" Ghost asked, baffled.

"Got a visual! He's over there, sliding down the tin rooftops!" MacTavish says.

"I've got another clear leg shot!" Ghost, again sounding determined, thinking it best to wound the target.

"Negative! Not unless you wanna carry him back out, with all this militia breathing down your neck! I need him unharmed!" MacTavish yelled, making it clear he didn't want the target harmed.

Roach makes it to the summit, where he can see Ghost coming around a corner, also making his way to the summit.

"Ghost, I'm going far right!" MacTavish says.

"Roger that! He's gonna get away!" Ghost could feel his heart panicking, as he looked around.

"No, he's not!" MacTavish's voice was cool and clear, as Ghost and Roach both saw Rojas at the top of a three story house, but then MacTavish broke through a window and tackled Rojas over the edge, falling on top of a car parked on the street.

Ghost walked over smirking, "Style points? About 7."

"Mate, that's a ten right there, smashing through that window doesn't get better then that." MacTavish gets on the radio with command, "Frontrunner, this is Bravo Six. We've got the package. I repeat we have got the package."

As MacTavish and Roach got the package ready, Ghost called for exfil, "Command, ready for dust off. Send the chopper. Coordinates to fol-Bollocks! The skies are clear! Send the chopper now! Command's got their head up their arse. We're on our own." Ghost looked over to MacTavish and Roach, worried as they heard the yells and cries of the militia heading their way.


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