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As Leone got the controller off Tatsumi, The satellite tracks a nuclear launch in the Altay Mountains, Russia. The two RT-2UTTH Topol-M ICBMs each carry 6 Nuclear 550kT MIRV+ warheads.
"That's a lot!" Lubbock said.
"No kidding," the Scientist agreed in unison.
The satellite analyses a casualty projection with a simulated warhead trajectory, which is heading towards the U.S. East Coast. The casualties calculate:
Boston, MA- Population: 4,411,835
Hartford, CT- Population: 1,188,241
New York, NY- Population: 18,818,536
Philadelphia, PA- Population: 5,823,233
Baltimore, MD- Population: 2,639,213
Washington, D.C.- Population: 5,290,400
Richmond, VA- Population: 1,175,750
Norfolk, VA- Population: 1,749,541
Total Projected Casualties: 41,096,749 (Everyone was dumbfounded at the numbers)
"Christ, that's a lot of deaths," Mine said.
"And it's only the death of one person," Bulat agreed.
The satellite tracks Soap's location in the Atlay mountains, in Russia.
[Day 6 - 07:16:13]
[Altay Mountains, Russia]
[Sgt. "Soap" MacTavish]
[22nd SAS Regiment]
The joint team of SAS and Marines heads towards the launch facility.
Command: Bravo Six, we're still working with the Russians to get the launch codes. We should have them shortly. Keep moving. Out.
"Still? There's gonna be a lot of deaths!" Mine exclaimed.
"It takes times," Bulat said.
Captain Price: Go go go!
Sniper Team Two: Bravo Six, Sniper Team Two is now in position. We'll give ya sniper cover and recon from where we are, over.
A helicopter flies overhead, guns blazing. It gets shot down by the Ultranationalist.
Captain Price: Copy! Keep us posted! Out!
The team engages enemy foot-mobiles as they enter the launch facility.
Sniper Team Two: This is Sniper Team Two. You've got hostiles and light armor coming to you from the north. Suggest you get some C4 or find some heavy weapons, over.
"Huh? Maybe those C4s aren't that reliable," Kurome said.
Captain Price: Throw some smoke!
SSgt. Griggs: We gotta cover our advance! Everyone pop smoke!
Gaz: Poppin' smoke!
Sgt. "Soap" MacTavish and other team members toss smoke grenades to cover their advance. The BMP keeps the group pinned down.
SAS: That armor is killing us! Use your C4!
SSgt. Griggs: You gotta get close to plant your explosives!
Captain Price: Plant some C4 on that armor! Soap! Get a C4 charge on that BMP!
Sniper Team Two gives sniper cover as Soap advances to destroy the enemy armor.
Sniper Team Two: He's down.; Confirmed headshot.; That got him.; Headshot.; Got him, we'll try to keep him covered from here, Bravo Six.
Soap destroys the BMP a with an RPG that he'd picked up earlier.
Gaz: Good shot, mate!
Command: Bravo Six, this is command, gimme a sit-rep, over.
Captain Price: We're inside the perimeter, approaching the gates to the silos! Out!
They breach the front gate and encounter more hostiles in the next area.
SSgt. Griggs: We're gonna need more ground support sir!
Captain Price: Already got it covered Griggs!
They eliminate all hostiles in the area.
SAS: Cover me! I'm gonna blow the gate!
The SAS soldier plants charges on the gate.
SAS: Charges set! Get back get back! Fire in the hole!
The charge explodes, blowing the gate open.
Captain Price: Through the gate! Let's go!
They enter the facility's launch grounds. Two BMPs fire at them.
SSgt. Griggs: More BMPs! Take cover!
Captain Price: Soap! Griggs! Knock 'em out! GO!
Gaz: Keep your eyes open for RPGs! we can use 'em to take out the armor from long range!
SSgt. Griggs: We need to take out the BMPs!
Captain Price: We gotta take out that BMP! We're pinned down until we take out that armor! Use your C4!
SSgt. Griggs: Grenades won't do it! We gotta use rockets or C4!
Soap proceeds to take out the BMPs by finding and firing RPGs from around the area.
SAS: It's still operational! Hit it again!; That's a hit! One more oughta do it!
Gaz: Good shootin' there, Soap!
SAS: Fire another RPG or plant some C4!
The BMPs are taken out by Soap with the C4 and the team proceeds to breach the air vents. The silo coverings begin to open.
Team Three: Bravo Six, this is Strike Team Three inserting from the northwest. Repeat, we're movin' from the northwes. Check your targets and confirm, over.
Captain Price: Copy, Team Three. We'll meet you at the north end of the tarmac near the vent shafts, out!
Team Three: Team, give us a few seconds to cut through the vents.
Marine: Cutting. Standby.
They cut and breach the air vents with buzzsaws. They rappel down the vents.
Captain Price: Squad, hook up!
Sniper Team Two: Bravo Six. Two Hinds closing fast on your position. You gotta get out of sight, now!
Marine: Team Two rappelling now; Team Three rappeling inside facility.
They breach the launch facility.
Captain Price: Ok, we're in.
As the screen turns black, the group had the same expression.
"That was one of the shortest missions ever," Mez said.
"Well, since it was a short one, it's still my go," Leone exclaimed in excitement as the screen switches to the satellite as it tracks the two missiles as they break off parts and launch each of their six warheads, which will detonate all along the U.S. East Coast in 15 minutes and thirty seconds.
"They have to be quick!" Mine said.
"They will," Wave said as he and the others were hoping that the nukes don't explode.
The satellite then tracks the SAS/Marine teams that have breached the facility, which is being analysed. The team will have to go from the vents down to the barracks, go through the storage area, go across the launch silos, pass a heavy blast door, and finally into the launch control room.
Gaz: Team One moving in.
Marine: Team Two heading for base security.
SAS: Team Three has entered the base.
Command: Bravo Team, we got good news and bad news. Launch control is located southwest of your position, less than half a klick away. That's where you'll need to upload the abort codes to destroy the missiles in flight.
Captain Price: Gaz, go with the Yanks and hit the security station. Soap, Griggs, and I will head for launch control.
Gaz: Roger. Command, what's the bad news?
Command: Uh..the bad news is we're still trying to get those abort codes, over.
"Jesus Christ, the world's fate is on your shoulders right now!" Mine shrieked
Captain Price: The hell with it. We'll give it our best shot. Out.
"Do what you can do Price," Akame said.
The satellite tracks Soap's location in the facility's air vent.
[Day 6 - 07:35:17]
[Altay Mountains, Russia]
[Sgt. "Soap" MacTavish]
[22nd SAS Regiment]
Captain Price, SSgt. Griggs., and Sgt. "Soap" MacTavish make their way through the vents in the facility.
Captain Price: Alright, let's move.
Marine (Five-Delta Six): Captain Price, this is Five-Delta Six, we're clearing the east wing heading for base security, over
Captain Price: Roger, Delta Six, we're right above you in the vents, watch your fire.
Marine (F-D6): Copy that sir.
Marine (Two-Yankee Six): Captain Price, Two-Yankee six reporting in. We're meeting with heavy resistance in the south wing. They've locked down our access point over here, over.
Captain Price: Roger Yankee Six. Regroup with Team Two and help them gain control of base security, over.
Marine (T-Y6): Roger that sir. We're pulling back to regroup with Team Two. Yankee Six out.
They come down from the vents into a shower room of the barracks.
Command: Captain Price, we're sending your team the abort codes you'll need to auto-destruct the missiles in flight. You have fifteen minutes before those missiles reach the eastern seaboard, over.
Captain Price: Copy that.
They start to fight their way to the launch control room. As they fight, they come down the second and third lower levels into the storage area.
Ten minutes left on the clock...
SSgt. Griggs: We got ten minutes left.
Eight minutes left on the clock...
SSgt. Griggs: We got eight minutes left.
They continue fighting through the storage area.
"There have to rush instead of killing," Mine retorted.
SSgt. Griggs: We're runnin' outta time. We gotta move.
As they fight through the third level into the launch silos, Russian is heard on the P.A.
Russian PA: (Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Zero, Blast Off.)
SSgt. Griggs: Sir what's goin' on? What are they sayin'?
Captain Price: They've started a bloody countdown! Zakhaev's going to launch the remaining missiles! Keep moving.
They clear the launch silos and enter a small room. Price closes the door behind them as flames come towards them.
Everyone sweats dropped at the burning people as it reminded them about Solid Snake's experience with the Microwave.
"Yep, I think I develop a new fear," Lubbock sigh.
"No kidding," some of them agreed.
Captain Price: Go go go! Move! Move!
They come to the heavy blast door.
Gaz: Captain Price, this is Gaz. We've taken over base security. What's your status, over?
Captain Price: Gaz , we're in position. Open the outer door to launch control.
Gaz: Roger, we're on it. Standby. Almost there. Got it. Doors coming online now.
Price and Griggs get ready. The door slowly opens...
SSgt. Griggs and Mine: Oh, you gotta be shittin' me.
Captain Price: Gaz, can't you make it open faster?
Gaz: Negative sir. But you can try pulling it if it'll make you feel better.
Captain Price and Mine : Cheeky/ Cocky bastard...
Six minutes left on the clock...
Ssgt. Griggs: We got six minutes left.
Five minutes left on the clock...
SSgt. Griggs: Five minutes...
Four minutes left on the clock...
SSgt. Griggs: Four minutes...
"Stop counting, you're making some of us panic," Mine shouted.
The doors open wide enough for them to move through. They continue fighting their way to the far wall of the control room.
Captain Price: Team Three, what's your status, over?
Marine: Team Three in position, at the southeast side of the launch control room. Standing by. Are you at the far wall over?
Captain Price: Affirmative. Preparing to breach. Soap - plant the explosives, go!
Soap plants a C4 charge on the wall and detonates it.
Captain Price: Go go go.
Marine: Moving in.
The two teams breach and clear the control room.
SSgt. Griggs: Clear!
Captain Price: Soap, enter the codes! We'll watch for enemy reinforcements.
Soap uploads the abort codes on the computer.
Command: Standby for confirmation. Standby...standby... Bravo Six, all warheads have been confirmed destroyed in flight. We got a ton of debris, but most of it is landing in the ocean.
The group in the room made everyone sigh in relief.
The screen shows Zakhaev outside the launch facility leaving in a helicopter.
Marine: Sir, check the security feed! It's Zakhaev. He's takin' off!
Gaz: Captain Price, this is Gaz at the security station. They came in by trucks. I'm thinking we can all use them to get the hell outta here. I'm sending you the coordinates to the vehicle depot.
Captain Price: Roger that. We'll meet you at the vehicle depot! Out! Everyone follow me let's go!
Command: All teams this is command, recommend you exfil from the area immediately. Large numbers of hostiles are converging on your position. Get outta there now.
The team moves out of the room and they encounter enemy foot-mobiles at the hallways.
SSgt. Griggs: We got company! Enemy reinforcements movin' in!
They eliminate all hostiles.
Captain Price: Move! Move!
They ride the elevator up to the vehicle depot.
Gaz: This is Gaz. We're takin' some fire up here at the vehicle depot. Where the hell are you guys?
Captain Price: We're coming up the lift. Standby.
SSgt. Griggs: You know sir, I wouldn't mind gettin' a shot at Zakhaev.
Captain Price: Yeah...well...get in line mate...if he doesn't find us first...
The elevator reaches the ground floor. Price, Griggs, and Soap head for the vehicle depot and meet with the rest of the team. They encounter heavy resistance, but manage to eliminate all hostiles.
Captain Price: All right, get in the trucks! Let's go!
SSgt. Griggs: You heard the man! Move!
The teams get in the vehicles and escape from the launch facility.
As the screen turns black, Leone gave the controller to Tatsumi.
"Wait, why?" he asked.
"Well, since you're the one who played the first mission, it would be memorable if you played the last one," the blonde brawler replied and continue to play the last one.
Well, this story nearly reached its conclusion in the first instalment. Comment on the reviews for any suggestions and if you're asking the museum mission? That's not gonna happen.