Chapter 11: Game Changer
*Ghost's P.O.V.*
Soap grinned at my response. "You sure about this?"
"Well you said a 'raving lunatic' might be in your favour so here I am."
He shook his head before kneeling down and taking his knife out. "I'm going to regret this aren't I?"
"Probably, but you've got to do it anyway."
He sliced through the rope and I pulled it off. "Finally, do you know how uncomfortable it is to be tied up for several hours?"
"Trust me, I know."
"Good. That wasn't the best few hours of my life."
"Get over yourself."
I stood up with a sigh and stretched my cramped muscles. "So now what?"
"We give you to Makarov."
"Oh thanks."
"Got anything up your sleeve?"
"I might do."
"Is that a yes or no?"
"Of course I do, do you really think I'd willing let you hand me over without any protection?"
"Good." I grinned and picked up my gun. "You do realise he'll just take that off you."
"Yeah I know. But if I don't have a gun in sight he'll get suspicious and look for one."
"Good point."
"So when are we meeting him?"
"We had 24 hours and now..." Soap glanced down at his watch and rolled his eyes. "23 hours."
"Long enough to make a plan."
Soap snorted. "Right, the shittest plan in the world. We have to give you to Makarov in exchange for Kamarov and Price's lives, kill Makarov and keep everyone alive. How exactly do you plan to do that?"
I turned to look at him with my grin still intact. "Trust me, we'll sort something out."
Nikolai chose that moment to walk in. "The men are outside waiting for your command on this Soap."
"Good. We're going to need them."
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"So that's the plan?"
"Pretty much."
I sighed and lent back. "If we get away with this, I'm definitely getting out of this job."
"Me too mate."
I stood up and glanced at Soap and Nikolai. "Let's get this over with then."
They both stood and I followed them outside to where the PMC were sat waiting. Soap cleared his throat and they turned to look at him. "We have a plan."
One man, who I presumed their leader, stood up. "What is it?"
"We give Ghost to Makarov in exchange for Price and Kamarov."
The man shifted uneasily and glanced at me. "Is that the plan?"
"Part of it, you don't need to know the details. Just ready your men and when I radio in I want you to surround the clearing. Until then, stay here and get ready for immediate action."
"Understood."
Soap nodded and clapped his back before walking up the path and I jogged up next to him. "You seemed pretty friendly with him huh."
Soap glanced at me and sighed. "We need men we can trust. I trust him."
"You don't know him."
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
"Then trust my judgement, Igor and his men will help us. Nikolai enlisted them himself and swore they would join us to take down Makarov."
"If you say so."
I rolled my shoulders and cracked my neck. "Ready to go?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?"
"Yeah, but when does anything happen the way it should do with us."
Soap chucked. "I suppose."
We entered the clearing to see Makarov with several men stood behind him. He waited until we stopped in front of him to speak. "So you came."
"Of course."
He glanced at me and smirked. "The infamous Ghost I presume?"
"That's me."
"Where's Price and Kamarov?"
Makarov indicated behind him and two of his men dragged them both over. "Satisfied?"
"Yes."
"Give me your Lieutenant and I'll let them go." We glanced at each other and I shrugged, stepping forward. "One moment." I stopped and frowned as he looked at me. "Remove your weapons."
I sighed and chucked my pistol on the floor, flash bangs, grenades and another pistol following. "Satisfied?"
Makarov jerked his head slightly and his men let Price and Kamarov go. The two soldier then approached me and checked me for other weapons. Upon finding nothing, they stepped back and one nodded at their boss.
"Now are you satisfied?"
"For now." He glanced over my shoulder at Soap. "I applaud you for not trying to ambush me."
Soap snorted. "Do I look stupid? I know you've got the surrounding area covered."
"Yes. And if you're not gone by the time I'm done with you Lieutenant, I'll be coming for you next."
"We'll be waiting."
Makarov pulled a pair of handcuffs from his pocket and secured my hands behind my back. Grasping my arm he pulled me away and started walking in the opposite direction from which I entered the clearing. I glanced back and winked at Soap who nodded. Looking forward again, a small smirk formed on my face.
So far so good. You really are to arrogant to see what you've just done Makarov. You've grown comfortable in the safety of your group, and now you've invited the wolf in for dinner. I hope you're ready for what's to come, it's no fun when it's easy.
