Melody Jones, Pt. 2: Betrayal

Mission 1: Colorado

Act 2: McKenzie Air Base, Part. 2

Operative: Sheva Alomar

"Cassie, come in. I'm out of the holding complex."

"Well done. What's your plan?"

"First, I'm going to find a decent silenced weapon in case I run into trouble. Then I'll have to find some way to get to that air traffic control tower."

"After all that, finding a chopper should be a piece of cake. How are you holding up so far?"

"I've been better. Out."

Sheva sees two airmen. One of them left after being given an order on something. She managed to stun the airman and proceeded. She finds the same airman and followed him. She sees an area with two trucks.

"What took you so long, airman? I've been waiting for 10 minutes."

"Yes, sir."

"I'm supposed to be at the main gate clearing a shipment. If I'm late, I'll have you busted down."

"Sorry, sir. I'll get you there."

"Cassie, I got something. I think I just saw Thomas Holman."

"Don't know him."

"He was assigned to a FEMA unit. I'm betting he'll know where the labs are."

"What are you gonna do?"

"I'm gonna get him to tell me."

Sheva sees one of the trucks leaving and moved on. She tased a airman and looked inside the back of the truck.

"Bingo."

She found a suppressed SIG-Sauer SSG 3000.

"I can't kill those men," she said to herself. "They're just doing their jobs."

With that epiphany, she moved on. She climbed up to the top of the building platform and jumped down on the other side. She made her inside and sees a guy on the right.

"I want that chopper ready for takeoff. Put the second chopper on standby. I'll be there shortly."

This man is with Morgan.

"The rest of the cargo looks secure. Everything from PHARCOM West is now accounted for."

An airman approached.

"Sir, F-22 is refueled and ready for takeoff, but the payload you're waiting for hasn't arrived yet. Your pilot seemed anxious that I tell you."

"That'll be all," said Morgan. ""Get on the radio and ask Holman what the delay is. We can't afford any more screwups."

"Sheva, I've confirmed it with Melody," said Cassie. "The Agency is going to carpet bomb the mountains with sarin nerve gas. You've gotta stop them."

"I know. I'm going take out the pilot and sabotage the plane. That should give Melody enough time to get the GIs off the mountains."

"Copy. I'll let her know."

Sheva continued onward and gained access to the pilot's room. She equipped the SSG 3000 and took out the pilot with a headshot. She then sabotaged the F-22's access penal.

"Cassie, radio Melody. Tell her I'm almost clear."

"You better hurry or she won't need one. She's catching a train."

"What?"

"I'll explain later. ETA on the chopper?"

"I'm heading to the... someone's coming..."

Sheva covered by the wall and managed to tase the airman, then made her way out of the pilot's room. As she went outside, she used the SSG 3000 to take out a searchlight. She then sees a truck rolling by and hitched a ride from the back. After a short ride, she proceeded inside a hangar and sees Holman and Morgan. She quickly his behind a truck.

"What's the holdup on that F-22 payload?" Asked Morgan.

"It should be there," said the airman. "I cleared it through the gates myself."

"Let's go see what's holding them."

*No," Elsa protested. "We must leave for New York now if the lab is going to have the time it needs to process this plasma."

"We don't have samples of the girl yet."

"We can begin processing Phagan's sample and do hers when it arrives. Otherwise, the shipment will be delayed."

"Understood. Get to that other airstrip, pronto and check on the F-22 personally then get over to infirmary and see what's holding up that medic. You should be done with her soon."

"Right. Should I wait here?"

"You get to the other chopper cleared and ready for takeoff. As soon as Holman is back, I want you to personally deliver the girl's plasma to the labs."

"Understood."

"Cassie, Holman is separated from the others. This is my only chance to get to him."

"Just don't kill him before we get the information we need, ok?"

"Sure. Out."

Sheva quietly made her move. She got behind Holman and smacked him in the back of the head with the sniper rifle.

"Hello, Holman."

Sheva took his weapon.

"Hmm. A silenced MP5. Good. Remember me?"

"Sheva! You escaped! Thank God."

"God ain't got shit to do with this! I know what you're planning."

"No, I was trying to stall them and tried to find a way to get off the base..."

"You just loaded two missiles with sarin gas payloads into a F-22 meant for survivors of a plane crash."

"No, that's not true..."

"You're a liar, Holman, and not a very good one. Another Agency course you failed at training, you want to beg for for your life? You tell me where Morgan is taking Phagan's plasma."

"I don't know what you're talking about..."

Sheva shot him using the MP5's three round burst.

"I am dying, Holman! Syphon Filter us killing me and I'm running out of patience! Where are they taking Phagan's plasma and where were they planning to take mine?"

"I can't help you. I don't know where they're taking the plasma. All I know is that I was assigned to Morgan. He said we were picking up bio materials for transport."

"Where?"

"I don't know. I only know that our next assignment was to pick up some discs from the PHARCOM Expo Center in New York. They never tell me anything. I was just following orders!"

"Yeah? Well we were all following orders."

"Just make it quick."

Sheva pulls the MP5's bolt back and took the magazine out.

*You have no idea what you're involved in. Maybe you'll learn, if you live long enough. I suggest you not going to work tomorrow."

She loads the gun and does the HK slap.

"Your boss might not be as forgiving as I am."

Sheva leaves, with Holman face first in his own blood. She went past the hangar and made her way outside where several airmen patrol the area with searchlights. She saw a truck with a driver door open, keys in the ignition. She turns the engine on and put it on reverse, making the truck drive backward into a nearby building where two guards were. Two other airmen saw the explosion, clearing the way. Sheva admired her work.

"Who's dumbass idea was it to leave the keys in the ignition?"

Sheva giggled as she made her way inside. She turned right and found a elevator. She went up, taking her inside the control tower. She tased to airmen and got access to the transponder frequency.

"Cassie, I got the transponder frequency of the downed plane."

"And all you need now is the chopper."

"That's right. I think the Agency provided for me on that one. Falkan's chopper is cleared for takeoff. I have to stop him before he gets to that chopper."

Sheva took the elevator back down from where she came and headed straight. She made her way towards the exit.

"All right. I'm through waiting. You stay here and if Holman arrives, tell him to contact me and I'll give him further instructions."

"Yes, sir."

Sheva moved slowly toward the airman and tased him. Then she quickly got behind Falkan and tased him. She looks at the chopper. She hops in.

"I'm coming, Melody. Cassie, I've got the chopper. I got clearance all the way to the crash site."

"Alright! I received reports of a huge fire probably caused by the crash but who knows. Big smoke is shutting down all flights into the area so be careful."

"You think those guys could have been breathing a little smoke won't hurt them. Patch me through Melody."

"You got it."

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED