WARFARE HIGH SCHOOL CHAPTER 20

Charlie Team

"Where are they?" Alexandra frowned.

"There! On the tree!"

She pointed her head upward the trees. But, she didn't see Ghost.

"Royce! Where's Ghost? And Roach?" Alexandra shouted to him.

"They're rushing to enemy's post!"

Alexandra shocked. They headed to the hell, surely. Without thinking twice, she rushed to where Ghost and Roach were that time.

"Hey, Alexandra! You want to follow them?" Royce yelled.

"Yeah! Someone have to be the feedback…so they can do what they want! Squad! Let's go!"

"Wait! You will sacrifice yourself as the red herring?" Royce protested.

"You bet, good luck, guys!" she headed off.

"God, why You have to create insane guys like 'em?" Royce grumbled.

Roach ran as fast as he can to dodging the enemy's bullets. Sometimes, he had to throw back the grenades. That was a hard war zone for him.

"Roach! Roach! Come in!" Ghost urged through the radio.

"Roaach! Answer me! You still there?"

Roach didn't want to answer because he was a stubborn, indeed. He also was concentrating of his plan to destroy the enemy's post. Suddenly, a bullet hit his left shoulder.

"Shit! Fuckin' shit…! Arrgh!" Roach cursed as running to hiding.

"Roaach? This is Ghost! Do you copy? Please, answer me, Roaaach!"

Roach sighed, he grasped his shoulder. "I'm here, Ghost…" he decided to answer.

"Holy shit! Why you just answering now? You ok?"

"Yeah, hit on the shoulder…" Roach grimaced, then something hit his head. "Whoa! Grenade!"

"Roach?"

"That's ok! I've thrown it back…enemy know my hiding! I gotta move!" Roach headed off from there.

"Roach! Be careful! I will go there!"

"Yeah, better you do before they kill me! Whooaa!" Roach stumbled and fell down to the ground. Luckily, that made him safe from the RPG! "Whaaaaa!"

"Roach? Roach?"

"I almost DIE!" he shrieked as trying to stand up back.

"Oh, brother…." Ghost muttered.

Bravo Team, Hunter-Two team. Joint Operation

"Wallcroft, Griffen, and Hopkins…you come with Hunter team…" Price told.

"Yes, sir!"

"When Hunter team is launching the attack…I, Gaz, and Soap will sneak into the house to save Nikolai…" Price told them the plan.

"Understood…"

"Now, let's move!"

Hunter-One team

"Ramirez…! Enemy's BTR! Southeast!" Dunn shrieked through the radio.

"Got eyes on the target!" James shouted as locking the target by the Javelin. "This Javelin makes everythin' easier…"

James fired the Javelin and the BTR was destroyed. "Woohoo…! Got it! Go…" James didn't continue his cheer because Dunn was staring at him in a weird look. James just could clear his throat.

"This is Surveillance centre. We got big wave of enemy's infantries from the southwest and north sides!" MacMillan told through the radio.

"Ramirez! Take care of southwest one! Dunn! North side!"

"Roger that!" Dunn confirmed. "Wait, James! Where will you go? Will be easier if we are standing on this roof building!"

"Just wait and see…" James smirked.

He rushed into the building and went down to the basement by the lift. Then he opened a secret door at there.

"Wish she still here…ah! Yeah! She is still here!" James smiled.

Then he ran to that thing. His bike, Ducati Monster.

"Oh…dad will scold me for this…but, who care?" James sat on his bike, started the engine, and he was ready for his action.

"Where's James?" Foley barked to Dunn.

"He's going inside! I dunno what is he doing…" Dunn grumbled as focusing to his work.

"Hey, look!" a man shouted as pointing to someone who was riding the bike to the north side.

"THAT'S JAAAAMMMEEEESS!"

"Ramirez! What the hell are you doooin'?" Foley barked through the radio.

"Doing my job, mate! Now, just wait and see, ok? Ramirez out!"

"Holy shit…his sister will kick my ass if something bad happened to him!" Dunn face-palmed.

Joint Operation Team

07.30 p.m

"It's working! They abandoned their house!" Soap laughed. Gaz and Price put their finger on their lips at a same time. "Err, sorry…"

"Gaz cut the power…I and Soap will sneak in when the power off…" Price whispered.

"How if Viktor Zakhaev is there? He is a cunning boy, you know…" Soap said.

"Just follow me, Soap. I know what I do…"

"Y-yes, sir!" Soap nodded.

"Sir, I'm in position…" Gaz told through the radio.

"Do it…"

And suddenly, the light goes off. "Alright, I've cut the power. Go!" Gaz told.

Price and Soap put on their night goggle. Price grabbed the knob and opened it slowly. On the living room they saw a man who was just standing there. Soap aimed his M4A1 Suppressed and shot his head.

"This night goggle makes everything easy…" Price whispered.

Then near the stair, a man was groping around as grumbling. Price shot him before Soap did.

"Who is faster, he gets it…" Price smiled.

Soap rolled his eyes. Then they walked up to the second story. Then, they saw a man who was frightening and they could see Gaz outside. Soap shot that man while Price shot a man behind the table. Gaz opened the door and shot a man behind the door across to him.

"I think I see him…in that room…" Gaz said.

"Stay sharp…" Price told.

Without thinking twice, Soap shot through the room's wall. Then, he rushed to the room. "Clear!" he told through the radio.

"My goodness, this guy is…ah, forget it!" Price grumbled and Gaz just could chuckle.

"Nikolai!" Gaz ran to him.

"Gaz! Who else here? It's so dark!" Nikolai was happy.

"There are me and Soap here…" Price helped Nikolai to stand up and offered him an AK47-u. "Let's we get hell outta from here before…" Price couldn't finish his words because suddenly the light goes on.

"Well, well, well…look! What I got here…"

"Oh no…" Gaz muttered.

"Son of a bitch…" Soap gritted.

Now, they were surrounded by Viktor Zakhaev and his men!

to be continued

Fight till your last breath...