Chapter 30: The Storm
It had been three weeks since the team had completed their first successful run in the simulators. Most of the team had spent their free time with each other and enjoying the companies of each other. Meghan had spent her time learning how to run Fletcher's MDR, she preferred her SMG but if she was caught out in a street then she would have been at a major disadvantage and Fletch insisted that she used his MDR. Tina spent her time loafing around with Mitchell and they had celebrated the Canadian Thanksgiving. Seb did join them and they had a wonderful time together. Tina and Seb Skyped home to talk with some of their relatives. Mitchell didn't meet Tina's parents as he felt it was too early to meet them.
The Masks were able to dock in Hudson Yards and Kips Bay. Taylor had bought out some of custom officials so they wouldn't check on the docked ships. They had spent their time drinking and celebrating their triumphs and toasting to their victory. They were in good spirits and ready for their fight against the imbeciles that are the UN.
October 12, 2018
New York City, New York 0900 hours
Fletcher and Meghan were in their hide on 1st avenue and 36th street. They can see all the way down the street in front of the UN building. His M110 chambered in .308. Its painted asphalt grey, he had a high power optic and a canted reflex sight. His over barrel suppressor painted grey. The building they were in is the American Copper Buildings. Six had the businesses close down for the day so Fletcher and Meghan could use the hide. Meghan had her cams set up on the stair well that goes up to the Office. She is diligently watching her cams with the MDR on the table to her right. Fletcher is sitting in one of the chairs with his rifle set up on the table, they had closed the curtains on the windows to hide the smoke from the barrel. The radio was bustling with life from the other sniper teams and ground patrols. Meghan was sitting next to Fletcher on a chair with a spotter scope in front of her. She had one leg up on the chair as she watches her cameras.
"Glaz how is visibility on your end?" Fletcher asks
"Visibility is good, I don't see anyone acting suspiciously unless you count the protesters." He smirks at the comment.
Maxim shakes his head at Timur. "Rog, just keep your eyes peeled and listen in on the security teams." Fletcher replied
Meghan looks at him "Do you want coffee?"
He thinks for a minute "no I'll be fine thank you" he smiles. "What's the range to the UN building again?" he asks testing her
"It's… 608 yards" she replies taking a sip of her coffee
"Good" he replies back quietly as he peers through his scope checking as much as he can.
Mitchell, Jordan, and Craig were all walking a beat roughly two blocks away from the UN building. On 42nd and street and 3rd avenue "Look at us three, a jarhead, squid, and a ground pounder all we're missin' is a flyboy." Mitchell pointed out. They all chuckle at his comment.
"Jordan are you getting hungry? I'm pretty sure there are a few boxes of Crayola lying around in one of these stores." Craig jumped on the wagon
Jordan laughs "You know what Craig, go get your beach ball and dive into the Hudson. Fuckin' frog."
"Hey man at least I'm not eating dirt like that dumbass over there" Craig shot at Mitchell
"Yeah but you are always the last one in after me and the dumbass clear the bad guys out" Mitchell fired back
"Oi, pipe down and focus on what you need to do." Seamus chips in over the radio
"Alright, sorry" Jordan replies with a smile on his face
The three continue to walk down 42nd street scanning for threats, they round the corner onto 3rd avenue. They all look up at the Chrysler building in awe. "Imagine having to clear that" Mitchell shakes his head just imagining it
"Thank god we don't have to do that" Jordan chuckles as they walk towards 43rd street.
The smell of Sakagura restaurant wafts down the avenue, the smell of noodles and other Japanese dishes fill the air. They follow the scent as they turn down 43rd. the street is bustling with people going to work or sightseeing. Most are heading toward Grand Central station. The cross onto 43rd street, they pass some NYPD who are shooting the shit as they watch the street. They all were taking in the city and just how massive it is. They continue to walk their beat down 43rd.
The ops in the UN building are walking around in their teams, Secret Service and other diplomat security teams were walking behind their leaders making sure no threats would do harm to their diplomat. Erik and Ela were in their section leaning against the wall, neither of them were thrilled to be inside of a building filled with diplomats and other boring people. Ela let out a yawn.
"Don't fall asleep on me." Erik chirps,
"How can you stay awake around all of these politicians and their goons?" Ela asks looking at Erik. A secret service agent with a strong resemblance to Commissioner Gordon gave her a dirty look as he walks by. Erik chuckles
"Well I don't think they like that language" Erik teases.
"That sounds like a them problem" Ela smirks as more people walk by.
The Danish diplomat or their king walks by Erik and Ela. He has a raven haired woman following him. She smirks at Erik and nods her head as she walks by. Erik nods before she gets away. Ela looks at the American skeptically
"How do you know her?" Ela asks standing up from off the wall to stretch. Erik smirks and looks at his tattoo.
"It's a long story." He smirks back. Ela keeps her smirk and leans back on the wall. They continue to watch the people walk on by.
Director Six was walking to her booth with Secretary of State Baldwin. Harry was sat with them as well, Zofia and Dominic were escorting the group to the booth. Dominic passes Six her HK USP 40 in what was a dummy book of world languages. She gives Dom a nod saying thank you. Dom looks to Zofia "Ready?" he asks,
"Let's leave the bosses to themselves" Zofia has a smirk on her face teasing those in the booth before her. They left the booths and they guard the entrances closest to Six.
"Stinger at Wishbone" Zofia spoke in her radio, "Copy that, Alex is out in the corridor if you need extra help" Miles replies
Miles is with Elena and Alexander in their designated patrol area. They watch all of the suits meander around greeting one another and catching up with each other. Alex most of all was taking in the all the activity and the city the best he could. This is his first time to New York and the UN meeting, He knew the Russian diplomats were here just because they have affiliations through Rainbow.
"This place is something else." Alex chirps.
"Yeah it is, you get used to it after a while" Miles replies "Have you ever been to New York before Alex?" Miles asks
"No, actually this is first time. I would really like to go sightseeing so I can tell my kids about the melting pot." He smiles "Well maybe ask Six for some time to visit the city when we are finished" Elena chimes in
He chuckles at the thought. He sees something wave out of the corner of his eye and looks to it. It is Monika trying to get Elias to put his shield away. "Elias, put it away. You don't need it right now" Monika tries to convince the big man
"You never know when one of these people will turn into a zombie. That's how it starts" Elias jokes, earning a low chuckle out of James. Monika sighs angrily at her boyfriend.
"You did the best you could Lass, but he's not going to put it down until he actually sees a zombie like that fool over there" James points at a random technician, who looks over at the Brit. "I wasn't talking about you" James waves him on
Both he and Elias start laughing giving Monika an unimpressed look on her face. Miles shakes his head at the group. "It was mistake to put Monika there" Miles softly chuckles.
Adriano, Aria, Gilles, and Morowa are all by the front entrance. The shield operators have their shields resting on a pillar close by in case of emergency. Gillles has a Brugger and Thomet MP9 in his holster with the 30 round mags (same thing Clash uses). They all watch the final diplomats and world leaders walk into the building flashing their credentials to the secret service and other security members. The doors on the building shut and the secret service took their posts by the door. "Final VIPs entered the building all patrols be on high alert, the meeting will start in one hour." Gilles spoke in the radio.
"Roger that we have our eyes peeled." Mike replies.
"This really seems like a setup" Adriano spoke up to the group.
"I can agree. Just something seems off" Aria replies
"Don't worry about it the Masks don't have the balls or resources for an attack like that" Gilles replies. "Besides we'll stop them no matter what" Morowa adds
The sewer is dark, cold, dirty, and smells terrible. One of the Masks is leading his shining a flashlight on his map as his platoon follows close behind. "It's hard to believe people used to live down here before the quarantine." One masks speaks. His voice echoing down the long corridor.
"You know when the quarantine was up, it was rumored that the people who lived down here had a way out of city." Another chimes. "Man, imagine what it was like. This was probably paradise compared to the cardboard box cities on the surface" one replies
They all start imagining what it was like then. It was foreign to them. There is still graffiti on the walls showing which ways to follow, most of it was either JTF or LMB. They continue to march on taking in the relics of what looks like a lost civilization. They have been walking for a couple of hours to meet the time frame. They are moving to show up on First Avenue. They walk a few more hours before taking a seat along the wall so they can rest a little before going into combat. The leader pulls out a radio from his rig "Team 1-6 in position." The leader calls to his commander. "Roger that the meeting will be starting in an hour the attack will start in three hours." The cell leader replies
"Roger that" the platoon leader replies "pop a squat boys we have three hours."
Yes sirs came from the men as they all lean against the wall. It was all surreal to them, they couldn't believe it is actually happening. Three years ago they had made their presence known to the international stage. Now they were a part of the biggest attack on American soil, it felt like a lucid dream but it is reality and they are going to have their glory.
Keegan is in the Chrysler building looking over 43rd street while his other team is looking over 42nd. His teams are all spread out through the city. He has one team in the MetLife building, another in the Corinthian, and one in the millennium Hilton right in front of the UN building. Those were just a few of the teams he has spread out. Keegan had seen Mitchell and his team walk by. Keegan is using his binos to sniff out and potential sniper teams and HVTs. He scans almost every window and rooftop in a matter of minutes. "Keegan, this team 2 over at the Corinthian." A mask calls through the radio.
"Go ahead 2" Keegan replies
"I think there is a sniper team in the Copper buildings, one of the offices has the curtains drawn. There is a part in the middle and I think I see the barrel of a rifle." The leader of team 2 replies.
"Just keep an eye on 'em if you see them shoot you can fire on them." Keegan replies
"Roger that Keeg." The team 2 leader replies
"Keegan this is team 3, the last diplomats have entered the building." Team 3 chimes in
"Roger that, two hours until the attack just hold steady." Keegan replies
Keegan could feel his heart to thump in anticipation. A little piece of him is begging for this not to happen. He closes his eyes and takes a breath. That little voice in his head quiets down and he brings his focus back to the streets before him. He can see Mitchell and the others coming around the block again for their second pass. His ear piece chatters with a myriad of voices giving positions and saying who was set up in the areas. His mind began to wander as the dull chatter fills his ears. His mind took him to the night he and the others turned. He couldn't really think on why he did. Maybe he did it because everyone else did? Was it his internal drive for a new mission? Or was he forced? He starts to question his very existence in the White mask folds. He works his jaw trying to figure it out. The answer continues to elude him, he gets more questions than answers. Why was he still working for the Masks? Why doesn't he leave? How could he leave? Are just a few questions that linger on his mind. He shakes his head before looking back down the scope of his rifle.
John is on the command boat with Taylor, he is watching the mortar teams get their tubes dialed the best they could. John shakes his head in disbelief "You know I never thought we would or could rather. Pull something like this off." John turns back to Taylor with a smirk.
Taylor chuckles "All it takes one man, a thought, and dedication. I have been planning for this, for years. It's rather amazing how far we've come since we met" Taylor smirks as he watches his loyal men
"Ain't that the truth." John pauses for a second "What do you have planned after this?" John asks
Taylor stops for a minute and thinks on the subject for a minute. He nods "It all depends on how many men we have left and how well we do. If we do well then we can start thinking about absorbing other terror cells thus making us the singular and deadliest terror group on the planet. However this comes first."
"So this isn't just to get at the UN but also to drive up recruitment." John nods in slight amazement "I wouldn't have thought of that, you really have thought of everything huh?" John smirks
"I'm playing chess while rest of the world is playing checkers. They only look at the present while I'm looking two or three moves ahead." He pauses "I'm looking to wipe the board clean before going to the checkmate" he smirks deviously
John let's a huff of amusement escape his lips. His radio comes to life "John its Donny, jammers are in position awaiting your signal." Donny informs
"Roger that Donny, just be paitent we have three hours have your team rest up before the attack." John replies back
"We will" Donny replies
Taylor leans back in his chair and looks out the window to see the city. All the times he's been here it amazes him how big it is and how active. Though after today it won't be as active, it will be rather quiet when he's through. His mind reaches back thinking to 9/11 and how pissed he was, he also thought of how the city pulled together. This city truly is a whole other animal. He chuckles to himself at how much has changed since then. He was no longer a sentinel of a great nation. Instead he is the attacker, my how the times have changed. His own radio came to life it was his loyal second in command "All teams and units are in postion, the choppers are on their way, the tanks are gassed up and ready to go. Just give the word." The second in command informs.
"Roger that be patient we'll strike when the moments right." Taylor replies
His heart raced as did the hearts of his men. The pre mission adrenaline flows through the White Mask blood. Every single mask was ready and anxious to start their operation. This city has no idea what is brewing under their noses.
New York City, 1200 hours
Meghan is starting to get bored of sitting in the same spot, she stretches and sighs. She looks at Fletcher who hasn't moved an inch since he's gotten on the rifle. She compares him to a snake patiently waiting for a mouse to scurry across his path. She decides to look through her cameras again. Still nothing of entertainment to watch other than an empty stair well. She doesn't want to speak and break his focus but she is desperate for some type of entertainment.
"How can you stand to sit still for so long without doing anything?" She asks
"You get used to it and they train you for stuff like this, but trust this is much more exciting than being in the building and listening to a bunch of suits talk about absolute drivel." Fletcher replies
"Drivel? You looked that up in the dictionary didn't you?" Meghan smirks
Fletcher also smirks "Ok, you caught me I did when you weren't looking."
Meghan shakes her head. "Its ok that you aren't a Brainiac you know that right?" She asks
"Yeah I know that, but I have to do something to not look like a dumb ass boy toy when I'm with you" He replies with a smirk
She giggles before cycling through her cameras.
The radio is chattering between all of the security teams both Rainbow and non-Rainbow. Things are normal. There is the sound of dull thuds that wash over the Turtle and Kips bay areas. Fletcher cocks his head away when he hears the noise as does Meghan. Both listening to see if they are going to be breached. Then came the howls in the sky again both were trying to figure out what the noise is. The whistling gets louder and closer before it finally clicks in their heads. Meghan grabs the radio
"Mortars in bound on the UN all teams take cover and prepare for an assault!" Meghan says into the radio.
There is no response, Fletcher turns his focus back to the scope in front of him. Meghan slaps the radio twice checking to see if the batteries are toast or if it's malfunctioning. Multiple explosions are seen on the UN plaza destroying most of the cars traveling in front of it. There is another echo of reports.
"Meghan, get the radio up!" Fletcher speaks with adrenaline flowing through his blood.
"I'm trying the damn thing is fucked" She replies "All stations call in" she says into the radio
Nothing comes back in reply as white smoke coats the streets infront of them. Fletcher is looking for anything to fire at. He sees the green trench coat of a Mask, he fires two shots at the silhouette to see it drop to the ground. Immediately the Masks in the Corinthian fires back. The glass on the window next to them shatters. Fletcher drops to the floor as a round zips over his head. Meghan follows suit, he grabs the rifle and starts crawling away from the window.
"We need to get out of here!" Fletcher speaks
Meghan nods in return. The two crawl to the stair case. Once they get inside the door they begin clearing downward to the ground floor. Meghan is on point clearing the stairs as they move down. The sounds of sirens could be hear miles away.
Timur and Maxim both were in shock of what just happened. Timur wastes no time and flips up his thermal scope and starts popping targets as they come out of the manholes.
"Cover my back and make sure no one gets in here." Timur commands Maxim
"I got it" Maxim moves away from Timur
He moves to the door and looks out the window and he can see people running down in the hall in sheer panic. He locks the door and continues to watch the door. It doesn't take long for the hallway to clear. He opens the door and slowly checks the hall before he starts throwing down his traps. He comes back to the room to see Timur has already burned through two mags. He shakes his head knowing this is bad. It doesn't take long before the streets are filled with gun fire and screams. Both Timur and Maxim heard a loud bang on the floor below them, Timur looks down his scope trying to see the impact of the round. He can't see the vapor trail, he waits patiently for the next shot to ring out. No more than a few seconds later another shot is heard. He follows the vapor trail to see it hit a man in a suit. Timur picks up his rifle and motions for Maxim to follow him. The Russians start clearing down to the next floor, they can still hear the sniper firing on civilians. They walk down the corridor with light steps watching every door and corner. They finally get to the office they have been looking for. Maxim is on one side and Timur on the other. Maxim nods and presses the door handle down, the door is locked. The shots continue to fire out. Glaz nods and kicks the door in, Kapkan is the first in he sees the two and lets his PP-19-01 Vityaz sing. Killing both of the targets in the room. the Spetsnaz operators clear the rest of the office.
"We have two options either we stay here and try to kill as many as possible or we go to the UN building to reinforce them." Glaz speaks lowly as they watch the destruction outside.
"Let's stay and kill as many as we can and wait for one of the other teams to come get us." Kapkan replies.
Glaz turns around without saying a word and begins to go back to his hide. Kapkan follows close behind.
Mitchell, Thermite, and Blackbeard were all walking down 43rd street for the ninth or tenth time. They all hear the reports of the mortars. They all look up to the sky as the projectiles whistle through the air.
"All teams mortars inbound!" Thermite shouts into his radio
The radio is silent not even so much of a spark of static. They all start running to the UN building. They see ordinance hit the ground. People start running away from the blasts some run down their street knocking into them.
"Shit! C'mon we have to go now!" Mitchell shouts and picks up speed
They knock all of the civilians out of their way, Mitchell is flying at top speed. Blackbeard and Thermite do their best to keep up with him. They hear the second barrage of rounds fly through the air. "Mitchell get to cover!" Blackbeard yells. Mitchell dives into an Italian restaurant called Pietros. Thermite and Blackbeard are caught out when the second barrage hits the smoke quickly disperses down the street. They both get caught in it, they cough and struggle to breathe as they fall to their knees. Teargas it wasn't just smoke it is teargas, they crawl to the restaurant as they see a mask pop up out of a man hole. Blackbeard pulls his Desert Eagle Mark 19 and sends a .50 AE through the terrorist's head splattering his brains all over the street. Both Americans lay on the side walk gasping for air. Mitchell comes out on the street with a gas mask that only covers his mouth and nose. His eyes are tearing up as he pulls the two into the restaurant, He closes the doors quickly and puts duct tape over the center of the glass doors and at the base. Luckily the gas didn't perforate the building. Both Thermite and Blackbeard suck in the fresh air the best they can. Mitchell walks over to them as the patrons of the restaurant circle around them.
"Look people take a deep breath and relax you go out there you will die just stay calm and take a seat" Mitchell's voice comes out muffled behind the mask as he kneels over his teammates. "You guys good?" he asks as the civilians back away from the three.
"Fuck!" Thermite speaks in pain as he wipes his eyes and sits up. He nods looking at Mitchell panting. Blackbeard follows suit as he blinks the tears out of his eyes.
Explosions and gun fire could be heard up the street at the Consulate of Hati. The three take a minute to get their mind working again.
"Jesus they are taking over the city" a civilian says
"Not if we have anything to say about it." Mitchell replies "We need to get to the UN building" Mitchell adds
"Yeah, we don't have gas masks though." Thermite informs
"It doesn't change anything we have to get there" Mitchell replies
"Mitchell you go we'll stay here until the gas clears out, we will get there soon" Blackbeard replies
"You better fucking make it" Mitchell fires back
He grabs his M4 and walks to the door, Thermite follows close behind. Mitchell pops down his goggles. They count to three and Mitchell darts out the door and Thermite seals it before too much gas gets in. Mitchell start running down the street, he can see the muzzle flashes of the fire fight at the consulate. Unfortunately he can't help the poor bastards out, he sees a Mask on the street before him. He raises his rifle and puts the center dot of his Holo sight on the Mask's torso and pumps two rounds into him. The mask drops to the floor, Mitchell keeps running luckily the teargas is obscuring vision so he can just run on by. He runs the full 330 yards to the UN Plaza. He checks both ways before running across the four lane road. He lets out a huff of air and sprints across the street. Luckily no one is driving right now. The checkpoint comes into view he can see was overrun and obliterated by a mortar round. He keeps his speed up and enters the courtyard. He sees a team of Masks heading to the main entrance. He dials in his grenade launcher and lobs a grenade at the group. They hear the grenade launcher fire and turn to the source of the sound. Before they can react they are covered in flames and screaming. Rounds fly by from his left he dives behind a car. He peeks over the hood and fires off a couple of rounds, he can see the silhouette drop to the ground he drops behind the car again. The bullet clank and ricochet off the metal. The tear gas starts to clear up, Mitchell is losing his cover.
"Fuck it!" he says to himself and loads another grenade.
He lobs it in the direction of the masks causing them to burst into flames. He darts to the doors of the building. Maestro's Ameli rattles off sending rounds right over Mitchell's head. He dives behind a pillar.
"Blue on Blue!" Mitchell screams.
"Get over here!" Maestro yells.
Mitchell rushes over he can hear gunfights going on in other parts of the building. He sees Alibi on the floor clutching a leg wound. Clash and Monty both are reloading their SMGs preparing for another attack.
"Keep me covered and I can take care of her" Mitchell points to the door.
He kneels down and starts patching up her leg and sure enough another group of Masks come in through the door. Monty's shield screams in protest as the rounds hit it. Maestro starts peeking in and out from behind the shield operator. Clash moves up to the front letting the electricity hit the enemy. Maestro continues to dump his mag taking out the targets. Mitchell has to leave Alibi's leg and starts helping with the crowd control. His M4 barking back at the Masks. The spent shells litter the floor. They keep coming and coming without stop.
Maverick and Ela hear the gun shots they move to go help the team at the front door. The wall next to them explodes into a million pieces. Ela is launched in the air and hits the interior wall with a hard thud. Maverick is blown backwards he slides across the tile floor. His head rattled after the explosion. He groans and looks to Ela to her passed out and blood coming from her head. He sees Masks starting to walk in the breach. He can't hardly think straight he sees them turn for the main entrance they move quickly like a well-trained team. He pulls his 1911 and fires on the group before they get too far. He kills three with the intial mag. He reloads and pumps the last three full of .45. He goes to stand only to yelp in pain. He reaches for his right leg he can feel it's broken or at the very least has a fracture. He grabs his M4 and slings it on his back, he uses his arms to pull himself over to Ela, and he grabs the back of her jacket and crawls down the hall. He can't help but moan in pain as he crawls down the hall. They get to the end of the corridor and he props her against the wall. He sits up next to her, he is panting heavily in pain. He pulls his M4 and checks the mag to see it is full loaded. He can hear heavy boots all around him. He hears the Masks barking orders to each other. He tries to steady his breathing, but the pain is overwhelming.
Ela groans and grabs her head. It feels like her head is splitting in half, she looks to her leg to see her leggings are melted to her skin and are torn. She reaches down to touch it "gah fuck" she yelps. She finally notices the blood on her hands, she feels around on her head feeling for the cuts on her head. She also feels nauseous and dizzy, she looks over to Maverick. She can't seem to keep her head still. He didn't look much better than what she imagined what she looks like. They hear the Masks moving in on the corridor. She pulls her PR-15 Ragun from her holster and readies for a gunfight
The Masks push in they follow down the same corridor both Mav and Ela went down. They round the corner and see the two operators. Both Maverick and Ela open fire on the terrorist and they kill three of them. The other three terrorist fall back down the corridor, both of the Rainbow ops kept their sights aimed at the corridor wall. They hear the sound of a 9mm SMG rattle off in the corridor. The Secret Service agent from earlier comes down the hall, his team covering the secretary of state. "Keep moving, get to the extract" he shouts to his team. He continues to walk down the corridor and sees the American and the Pole.
"Not bad for a goon, huh?" the agent smirks picking Ela up off the floor.
A suppressed round flies by the group and drops a Mask to the floor. A woman in veil holding a suppressed Deagle in her hands walks up to Mav. "That twice" her voice pierces through air
"I owe ya' big. Get me up" Maverick replies as he sees the Danish diplomat following close behind his guard.
"Fuck!" Mav yelps as he gets up. His leg feels like it's on fire
"Come on let's move together we have better chances here take her" The secret service agent passes Ela off to another agent
"I can still fight, I don't need your fucking help" Ela replies as she breaks free from his grip
She goes to take a step and stumbles before being caught by the other agent. She doesn't complain any more.
"Let's move" The secret service agent commands
The SS agents surround their little group. The head agent and the mystery woman take point. More tangos pour into the breach, they don't notice the team of security and the two diplomats. The masks are quickly gunned down before they have a chance to react. The group moves as fast as they can. They hear the sound of a loud Russian diesel engine roll up outside of the building.
BOOM! The main entrance is blown into millions of pieces. Dust fills the air, lowering visibility to almost nothing. "I got point, stay behind me" Warden commands the group. He flips on his prototype glasses with infrared. He could see through the dust filled air. He sees three bodies on the floor and two trying to gather themselves. He looks to where the door is and see more bodies forcing their way into the building. "We have to keep moving!" Warden shouts.
Maestro coughs the dust out of his lungs. He can vaguely see Clash on the floor, her shield completely shattered. Monty is also on the floor, he groans and pushes his shield off of him. Mitchell coughs and stands up before falling on his ass again.
Their ears all ringing as the Masks push by them into the main lecture theater. They couldn't stop them even if they wanted to, their heads pounded from the over pressure of the blast.
Six has her USP 40 out she fires on the group of Masks that push in on the theater. The sixteen round mag earned her four kills. The familiar sound of Zofia's AK sounds off next to one of the doors. The remaining diplomats and security teams are scrambling to get out of the choke point. The sound of handguns of various types rattle off as the Masks push in from all of the entrances. Bandit comes flying down one of the sets of stairs towards Six and Harry.
"We have to move!" Bandit shouts grabbing Harry by the arm and pulls him out from behind the desk.
The poor man was terrified as this is his first fire fight. Six moves pushing Harry to the exit. Bandit moves laterally in front of them so he would take and bullets flying their way. He glances at Zofia who nods back as she loads another mag of 7.62x39. Bandit nods back and darts out the exit. Just as he leaves the German diplomat is gunned down by Mask. His body falling dramatically on the floor into a pool of blood. Bandit doesn't look back and keeps moving. The run through the hall.
"Keep moving to extraction." Bandit commands, he stays in the hall to cover their six and to hopefully catch a Mask or two before they rush in and kill more people.
Six nods without a word. She is surprisingly calm for being in a firefight. She keeps pulling Harry along as she slices the pie. A Mask comes up with his rifle from around the corner. Six drops Harry and grabs the barrel of the rifle, the barrel singes her hand. She rips the gun out of his hands. The Mask counters and knocks the hand gun out of Six's hand before she can get a shot off. She delivers a hard blow to the man's kidneys making him buckle. She lands a strong haymaker to the right side of his face the Mask comes up with a left hook and nails Six right in the face. She grunts in pain and the Mask lands a strong shot to her ribs. She grunts again, she sees the knife in his rig. She kicks him in the crotch, the man folds in half. She grabs the knife and sticks it in the Mask's throat. Blood spurts out on her suit and hands. Harry looks up from the floor in awe. She grabs her handgun again and pulls Harry up before they start moving again. They get to the extraction zone to see Alex firing the DP-28 down the hall. Rounds zip over their heads. Castle looks back and sees the director.
"Cover me grabbing assets!" Castle shouts
Mira's vector fills the air with the legendary DP-28, Castle moves over to Six and Harry. He smirks "Just a walk in the park right?" He smirks pulling them both over into a safer spot by the exit.
"Has anyone else made it here yet?!" Six asks
"No you're the first two." Castle replies.
Sure enough Warden and Nøkk's team come from the way that Six and Harry did. The group moves quickly and gets the diplomat and the secretary of state to safety with Six and Harry. Maverick and Ela are propped up on the wall by the diplomats. Six immediately start triage on Maverick's leg. Nøkk and Warden go up to Castle
"Where do you want us?!" Nøkk asks
"Cover the backside grab everyone you can!" Castle shouts
Both Warden and Nøkk move and cover the back side.
Blackbeard and Thermite finally have started moving now that the teargas has cleared out. They move on down 43rd street. They dart by the Consulate of Hati which is now controlled by the Masks. The two were getting ready to pass by the consulate when Masks started coming out of the building. They see the two operators and open fire on them both. Blackbeard pivots on his foot and holds down the trigger on his SCAR he takes out three of them before sprinting around the corner on 2nd avenue. Thermite is kneeling and is ready for a fight, one of the Masks flies around the corner only to be pelted with a burst of 5.56. The rest of the Masks push up to the corner one, tosses a frag around the corner.
"Shit!" Thermite shouts and runs to the corner of 2nd avenue and 42nd street
This time Blackbeard was ready for the fight the group of Masks push up. His SCAR once again sang its song of death and kills a few more Masks. More Masks continue to pour down the street. Both Thermite and Blackbeard do their best to keep the Masks at bay.
"Friendlies on your six" Thatcher shouts
His team is pushing down on 42nd street. They rush up to the opposite corner of 2nd and 42nd.
"Sledge give 'em a frag." Thatcher commands as his G33 barks at the enemy
Sledge moves up to the corner of the Pfizer building and launches a frag down the street. He kills the remaining Masks. The two teams regroup.
"We need to get to the UN bulding" Thatcher commands
"Yeah no shit, is your guys' comms working?" Thermite asks
"No, they've been dead since the start of the attack." Twitch replies loading another mag into her F2.
"Let's get moving they are going to be over run." Thatcher commands
The teams merge and they make their way back to the UN building. They get to the UN Plaza the sight is appalling. Civilians line the street. The cars are on fire and exploded, the street itself is covered in craters from the mortars. All of the ops take a minute to realize how serious the attack really is. Thatcher snaps everyone out of their awe.
"C'mon lets go" he commands.
They push out into the intersection and they see the tank sitting in the roundabout where the checkpoint once was.
"We need to get rid of that tank. I'll hit it with an EMP, Sledge take a frag and toss it in the hatch or down the barrel." Thatcher commands again
No one questions his plan until they get to the north side of the library. They see almost two or three platoons around the tank.
"Mike we cannot take that, let's move to the extraction before they see us." Twitch suggests
"I'm with her on this one boss" Thermite adds.
Thatcher takes a minute to weigh his options and decides to go with group choice. "Move to the extract."
They all move around the south side of the library and push southward to the Secretariat building behind the main UN building. They get to the main exit door. The sound of small arms fire can be heard through the walls of the building. They open the door to see the extraction defenders all holding their ground.
"Friendlies on your six!" Thatcher shouts.
Castle looks back and waves them up to the line. They all fill the holes that are in the defense. Thermite gets up to Castle "Have you seen Mitchell?" he asks
"No, I've only see these people around me." he replies.
"Shit" Thermite replies
Zofia, Bandit, Finka, and Fuze all come from the backside with a wounded Russian diplomat, the French diplomat, and Australian diplomat. Finka sees the casualties and starts her triage. The others fill the remaining gaps. Fuze moves up next to Tachanka to help him with his LMG and to cover his flank.
"These are the only diplomats that we can find alive" Bandit informs Castle
"Fuck!" Thatcher shouts "they've also got a tank at the main entrance, I didn't see anyone fighting so that team might be gone" Thatcher adds to his statement.
"Does anyone have a working radio?" Twitch asks
The Russian diplomat speaks "Yes here take it"
He hands her the radio, the signal is bad but working. She starts to work on the radio to get it to call for help.
It was no more than five minutes later that Smoke, Blitz, and IQ showed up with the British Diplomat and the South African diplomat. Blitz clutches his left arm which has been broke and shot. He collapses down by Maverick. He grunts in pain as he holds his arm close to his body at a ninety degree angle.
"Has anyone from the front entrance shown up yet?!" Smoke asks
"No, comms are down and we're still waiting for that QRF to show up. We have a lot of teams unaccounted for." Thatcher replies.
"Craig and Jordan come 'ere" Thatcher yells.
Both of them turn to the brit. "We are going to move and get everyone away from the front entrance and pull the wounded or dead back"
"Let's do it" Thermite spoke up
Blackbeard simply nods and the three move out the back and they cross the hall to see the Mask with the knife in his throat. They move push on the door that leads to the main theater only to be greeted with a flurry of bullets. They jump away from the door and move behind it's frame.
"We'll go down this corridor, take a right and we should be there" Blackbeard commands
They do exactly that, they push down the corridor. A team of Masks move in from the main hall in front of them. Both teams surprised to see each other dive behind cover. Blackbeard puts the shield on his rifle and peeks out from behind the concrete wall. Three rounds hit the shield, he fires a quick burst killing two masks. Thatcher pulls up closer and takes a flashbang off his rig before tossing it around the corner. The Masks are blinded and he peeks out killing the rest.
"C'mon we gotta go" Thatcher commands.
Thermite and Blackbeard quickly form up on the old man. They push down the next hallway, they can hear the Masks pushing into the main building and moving to the upper floors and the main theater. The hostiles push into their hallway, this time the ops were ready for it and gunned down the terrorist before they even had a chance to react. They get to the main entrance they see Mitchell with blood pouring down his face as he fights the enemy off with his M4, Maestro is barely standing as he fires another belt into the entrance.
"Friendlies at your three" Thermite shouts
Mitchell doesn't hear them over the gunfire and tinnitus. He sees something move to his right and looks over then nods as he throws a fresh mag into this rifle. Blackbeard takes point and fires a few rounds down range at the Masks trying to gain access into the building. A team of Masks push up again. The three take them down before darting over to their teammates.
"Come on we need to go, leave this position behind!" Thatcher shouts over the gunfire
"We've got wounded! Gilles has a head injury, Aria with a GSW to the leg, Morowa has taken a lot fragments to her legs her shield is gone." Mitchell replies.
"Ok, Mitchell head back to the extract get a few more people to help us move them we can hold this for a little while." Thatcher replies
Mitchell nods and takes off down the corridor. Rounds zip by head, he wipes the sweat and blood out of his eyes. He can hear the echoes of the fight occurring by the extraction zone. He comes up behind a group of Masks moving to support their friends at the fight. He flips the selector switch of his rifle to full auto. He takes aim and pours a whole mag into the group killing them all. He reloads his weapon, he gets to the extract. The DP-28 still shouting down the corridor. The Masks drop to the floor Mitchell peeks out into the hall to make sure the enemy is dead.
"Blue! Blue! Coming down the hall" he shouts
"Get over here!" Tachanka yells
Mitchell darts into the hallway and dives behind some of the shields the team has set up. "Finka, I need you and a few others to help me we've got wounded at the front door" Mitchell says. He is panting and he is covered in dust and dirt.
"How many?" She asks
"Three, two can't walk, two have some head trauma I think but they can walk." Mitchell replies taking a drink of water out of his camelback.
"Ok, um you two" She points to Warden and Nøkk "Come with me"
"Ma'am we need to cover our VIPs" Warden replies back
"Go with her they've got us" Baldwin replies
"Are you sure?" he asks
"Yes just go" Baldwin replies
Nøkk looks to her asset. He nods to her assuring that it's ok for her to go.
"Follow me we down have much time." Mitchell commands
As the team of four leave the position, Castle starts barking orders. "Smoke, Mira cover the back side. IQ and Twitch take their spots. Restock on ammo before the next wave hits. We got this." He assures
Castle moves over Maverick, Ela, and Blitz "Are you guys alright?"
Ela nods loosely, her head feels like it is being split in two. "I could use a sling and some pain meds" Blitz speaks up clutching his arm.
Castle looks around for a material to make a sling out of he looks to Six and Harry. "I need either of your jackets"
Six immediately hands over her suit jacket to Castle. Her body armor was now visible under her button up. "Will it be enough?" She asks
"Yeah that'll do" he smiles
He makes a few cuts in the jacket before putting wrapping Blitz's arm in it and wrapping it around his torso. Most of the ops were surprised that Six was willing to give things up for them it impressed them a little.
"Let me know if there is anything I can help with" She adds
The ops nod as they reload their weapons. Preparing for the next fight.
Mitchell and the others get to the front door, Thatcher, Thermite and Blackbeard are dug in and fighting off the Masks.
"Friendlies coming up on your six" Mitchell shouts. "Craig, help them I got your spot!" Mitchell continues
Blackbeard falls off the position to let Mitchell take the place. He helps Nøkk pick Alibi up off the floor. Warden helps the mountain of a man Monty by basically being a cane for the big man. Maestro grabs onto Clash's rig and pulls her up before he starts moving down the corridor.
"C'mon let's move we need to get to the extract." Blackbeard says before putting down two Masks
Mitchell loads another incendiary into his grenade launcher. He fires it at the main entrance, the fire quickly engulfs the door stopping the Masks from moving into the building. They all safely make it back to the extract.
NYC 1240 hours
Fletcher and Valkyrie make it the ground level. They can see all down the UN plaza, bodies line the street cars burnt to a crisp as are the bodies in them. Craters and frag lie on the ground along with limbs and blast shadows. Echo of gunfire sweeps over the city as some of the buildings are on fire. It was an eerie feeling as there are no civilians walking down street like they were forty or so minutes ago. They both start walking down the street and they can hear the reports of more mortar rounds being launched. They both move for cover only to hear them hit in other areas.
"We need to get a hold of Fort Hamilton if they aren't engaged already." Fletcher informs looking down the street.
"Yeah how though? Comms are out" She replies looking in the opposite direction of Fletcher.
They both think for a minute as they move closer to the UN building. "Hang on most business still have a land line right?" he asks
"Yeah I think so" She replies
"Lets go into the restaurant here get a hold of a landline make the call for the QRF" Fletcher says
She nods as they push up on to East 37th to the Manhattan Place they scale the wall to the outdoor seating of the restaurant. They walk in the doors carefully checking their corners and scanning for targets. The place is empty, they move over to the cashiers desk and lone behold a phone. Fletch pumps his fist in excitement and relief.
"Kitchen is clear" Valkyrie says
Fletcher pulls out his cell and sifts through his contacts and finds the number for both Fort Hamilton and Fort Drum. He punches in the number for Hamilton. It rings before he gets an answer.
"This is Fort Hamilton, how may I help you?" the voice on the phone replies
"I am Warrant Officer Fletcher US Army. You need to get your ass to Manhattan right now, White Masks have flooded the city and started engaging targets, they are fighting in UN building as we speak. We need QRF now" Fletcher speaks as calm as he can.
"What do mean?" the voice asks
"I am saying the White Masks are swarming our AO! We're under heavy contact! Repeat: under heavy fuckin' contact! You better get your asses here before they overrun us, over!" Fletcher yells into the receiver
"Hold please" the voice replies
"The Fuck?!" Fletcher replies as the line goes quiet
Valkyrie checks out the windows and sees that tanks are rolling down 1st avenue. With a huge brigade of men behind them. She quickly gets away from the window before being spotted.
"Fletch they've got tanks" she says in calm yet anxious voice
He looks out the window "Jesus"
A Sargent Major gets back on the line "Warrant Officer Fletcher-"
A tank shell punches the front of the building knocking both Valkyrie and Fletcher to the floor. The phone was nearly incinerated in the blast. They both take their time getting up, Valkyrie's shemagh is on fire. She quickly tosses it to the floor and pats her hair making sure it isn't on fire. They can hear the Masks out front laughing at the destruction of the building. One of them pushes up to the breach. Fletcher quickly draws his rifle and puts three shots into the man's torso dropping him to the floor.
"Hey there are people in there" a Mask shouts to the rest of the rest of his buddies in the street
"Move, Move, Move!" Fletcher almost yells
He and Valk both tear out of there at top speed. Bullets rip past them hitting the furniture in the restaurant. They take cover behind the half walls outside of the restaurant in the patio seating.
"Homewrecker out!" Fletcher shouts tossing a frag into the restaurant.
The grenade goes off killing most of their pursuers. They both drop down the wall and rush to FDR drive. They dart across 37th street behind the Horizon Condominium. Both take a minute to catch their breath.
"You good?" She asks
"Yeah I'm good. I hope they heard the message and dispatching forces." He replies
"We need to get to the UN building." She emphasizes
"I know"
They walk a few more feet to the edge of the building on 38th street and there is a functioning truck or at the very least it looks that way.
"Hey there's a truck we can use around the corner. We'll make a lot of noise but we can get to the building faster. Your call" Fletcher informs
"Take the truck that's a lot of open ground to cover with a tank column moving on First Avenue" She nods signifying for them to move
"Ok, I need you to cover me though." He replies
He peeks around the corner and darts around it to the truck. He smashes the window out on the passenger side and opens the door. Valkyrie has the MDR to her shoulder, she watches down the street to make sure no one is pressuring them. One tank of the column has stopped, she figures it must be looking for them.
"C'mon Fletch a little faster" she speaks as quiet as she can.
He pulls out his multi tool, luckily this truck was on the older side and didn't have a very competent computer. He puts the nail file of his multi tool into the ignition he gives it a turn and it fires over on the first go. Valk jumps at the sound of the truck, before rushing in it. Fletcher pulls out slowly trying to make as little noise as possible. He then turns onto FDR drive and stomps on the throttle. They speed to the UN building, the tank crew on first Avenue see them and the gunner on the fifty starts dumping rounds at them. The bullets punch through the sheet metal like its paper.
"Jesus!" he shouts trying to duck down
Valk leans out the passenger window and fires several .308 rounds back at the gunner. The gunner accepts the challenge and continues to fire his belt at them. One of the rounds punch through the rim on the driver's side rear tire it continues to rip through the under carriage and rear assembly. The tire loses pressure and the left side of the vehicle drops hard and starts to drag. Luckily they coast behind the Robert Moses Playground, breaking the line of sight. They both get out the UN building is silent. They see a team of Masks moving in on the Secretariat building from the outside. Fletcher nods to Valk who nods in return. Fletcher whistles loudly. Drawing the attention of the Masks, they turn around they are quickly neutralized by the Americans.
"Let's move" Valkyrie commands
She takes a step and feels something squishy but solid. She looks down, it's a child. Her eyes follow the rest of the basketball courts and she sees the bodies of children and teens lying on the ground dead. Her throat knots up and tears come to her eyes. "Oh my God" She whispers.
"There is nothing we can do for them now, come on" Fletcher whispers and pulls on her arm
She keeps her eyes glued on Fletcher's back to avoid looking at the other monstrosities that have been committed. They get to the door and open it.
"Friendlies coming in!" Fletcher shouts
They both walk in to see their fellow ops restocking and tending to the wounded. There is a pile of Masks in front of the Rainbow line in the corridor. Six look at the two.
"How bad is it out there?" she asks
Fletcher works his jaw to come up with an answer "We're fucked" he replies "The Masks have a tank column and probably a battalion marching on the city. We have no comms aside from landlines and we have finite amount of ammo"
The group fell silent. "I was able to get a call to Fort Hamilton in Brooklyn, they didn't even know the attack was going on I think they are sending a QRF but I'm not sure." Fletcher continues "If we have any means of pulling everyone back we need to do it." Fletcher takes a drink out of a bottled water. "I haven't heard from Glaz or Maxim since comms went dark. The other foot patrols should be on their way back." Fletcher pants.
"Also we need to start thinking about getting out of here we won't last long on these conditions." Valkyrie adds "The only thing I can think of is commandeering a boat and getting over to Brooklyn. Or we try to get to Brooklyn Battery Tunnel." She continues
"The only thing other thing we could do is swim to Jersey or Brooklyn. Or we try to find a way out through the sewer system." Fletcher replies
A round cracks the air and whips past the group. They all dive for cover and start to repel the attack again.
Fort Hamilton, Brooklyn
Sargent Major Burns looks out his office windows and sees smoke in the sky. His heart starts to race. He walks out the office door, with a pair of Binos. He cocks his head in confusion, he continues to go outside of the building and raises the binos to his eyes he can see the tank column moving up the street. He watches carefully as one of the Tanks fires on Police cruiser killing all of the passengers. His heart hits the floor and he rushes to the command center. He bursts in the door. Everyone looks at him clueless. He grabs a phone and puts it through the PA system.
"Everyone this is Sergant Major Burns, New York is under attack scramble all QRF forces and dispatch them to the UN building! Get to work now!" He speaks in a commanding tone.
Immediately the base comes to life people running and making phone calls left and right. The desk jockeys sound the sirens and others start calling other bases in the area. One phone call goes out to Joint Base Andrews in Maryland.
Joint Base Andrews, Maryland
"Commander Flynn, what do you need?" the commander asks
The desk jockey on the other end of the line tells him about the situation. Flynn puts the man on hold.
"Amber, get a drone over Manhattan" he says in a calm manner
The drone operator looks at him funny "That's a no fly zone" she replies
"I know but there is something going on, I just got a call from Fort Hamilton in Brooklyn saying that NYC is under attack. So fly the drone over and let's get eyes on." Flynn replies
Amber obeys her commander, a few minutes pass before an MQ-9 is over head circling at 50,000ft. Amber looks at her screen in shock as does Commander Flynn. "Everyone look at the big screen" Flynn commands
He projects the image from the Drone's camera up on the big screen. The room is quiet as everyone looks at the bombed out streets and the Masks killing civilians. The drone focuses on the tanks now starting to move to other parts of the city. Flynn moves to the front of the room.
"This is our priority, whatever op you are on bury it. I want my pilots here now, someone make a phone call out to the pentagon. If we are just heard about this then they haven't seen it yet. Move!" Flynn commands
His own command center springs into action. Most of the pilots are still at home or are bombed out themselves. He looks at the screen again and shakes his head in anger. He goes back to his phone and starts talking to the grunt that put on hold a few minutes earlier.
"We will be dispatching air support here soon, get a call out to Fort Bragg and Virginia Beach. We are handling the pentagon. Make sure our troops are moving now because we are going to be boned if you don't" Flynn says and hangs up the phone before he gets on the phone with the Pentagon.
It only took twenty minutes for all of the pilots to corralled and grouped in the briefing room. They were all confused and some trying to shake off their hangovers. Flynn walks into the room he stands at the helm looking at his pilots.
"Terrance why the fuck are we here?" one pilot asks
"No kidding I was just gettin' home" another chimes
"New York is under attack we have a small ground element trying to hold onto the UN building. Your job is to go in and give support. There are tanks rolling around on the streets." Flynn snaps the ISR feed up on to the screen. "All of you need to scramble, full combat load. All F/A-18 and A-10 pilots and WSOs you're the first ones up. F-16 and F-15 are running the back line you will be giving covering the skies if you see a SAM hit it. Also remember this is a heavily populated city so try to minimize damage on buildings."
The room is in shock as the pilots and WSOs try to take in their job and the predicament they're in. Flynn looks at the room. "Move!" he commands.
The pilots start running to their lockers and grab their helmets and bags. Luckily their planes were being loaded up as they ran out the hangers. It was only a few more minutes for the loads to be finished on the planes. The control tower is scrambling to get their flights in order and the flight plans registered on the FAA radars. The air boss sips on her coffee as she watches some of the F/A-18s roll onto the run way.
"Galm squadron you are clear for takeoff" she speaks.
The planes zip down the runway their engines howling the whole way. The next few squadrons of Spare, Mobius, and Wardog take off in rapid succession. Their afterburners glowing as they tear off through the blue sky.
"Hawkins you up here?" one of the A-10 pilots asks
"What do you want Greaser?" she asks in a cold tone trying to focus on her mission
"Nothin' just seeing if our best up flying with us" Greaser replies
Hawkins doesn't bother to reply as the air waves is filling up with radio traffic from the other planes working their squadrons out. Hawkins is a Brooklyn native, her cage is a little rattled as the battle could easily slip into her home town. She checks her watch and takes a breath as the rest of her F-15 squadron joins up on her flanks.
NYC 1315
The ops have repelled countless advances. Mute, Ash, Vigil, Dokkaebi, Lion, Doc, and Jackal have all made it back to the UN building. Their hold now spread out to the main Theater. There have been more diplomats that have shown up. However they are starting to run low on ammo and hope. They are all exhausted and more than ready to go home. There is a lull in the combat right now. Most of them are chugging down water and snacking on MREs the best they can. Six is doing her best to keep the diplomats calm. Finka still has one adrenal surge left to use however she is saving it in case they are in a super tight spot. The injured list continues to climb however since Doc has shown up a lot of the triage as gotten better and more sanitary. Luckily Fletcher was carrying some extra first aid kits and an IV or two. It wasn't long before the team heard the subtle wing beat of a few choppers flying in. Blackbeard and Mitchell both move to the window and they can see a fleet of choppers flying over the Hudson. Blackbeard pumps his fist in triumph.
"The QRF is hear they're flying over the Hudson as we speak." Blackbeard's voice is giddy with excitement.
Mitchell keeps his eye out of the window and there is a smoke trail in the sky. One of the choppers explode and drops into the Hudson with no warning. He looks over to Fletcher.
"Fletch, Come here" he speaks quickly.
Fletcher walks over "What?" he asks looking out the window.
He sees the smoke trail of another stinger missile launching. "Shit! They're shooting down the choppers." He says in an angered tone.
He grabs his long gun and sprints to the stairs. Mitchell follows close behind. Their footsteps heavy on the metal stairs as they climb to the tenth floor. They get up there and into one of the rooms. Mitchell pulls the spotter scope out of Fletcher's pack and ranges the building their firing from.
"620 yards, wind 2 knots." Mitchell drones out.
Fletcher makes the adjustments on his scope and sets the cross hairs on the guy holding the Stinger. He slowly applies pressure to the trigger. Just before the round fires off a burst of 30mm rounds from a cannon rip off. The terrorists are vaporized and cement chunks fly from the roof. They both look at the building surprised and curious.
"What the hell?!" Mitchell asks.
They hear the whoosh of air made by an A-10 Warthog. It flies over then banks hard to regroup with its squadron. They both smile excitedly, Fletcher looks at Mitchell. "Tell them that we have air support and send the QRF snipers up here to me." Fletcher commands
Mitchell flies down the stairs at Mach 5 to tell the team about the good news. The gun fire outside starts to pick up as the Masks start firing on the choppers.
"Vapor 4-3 we are taking heavy fire, we cover need covering fire" one of the Chinook pilots tries to call to the Apache giving him cover.
However there is no reply "Vapor 4-3?" the pilot tries again
A tank rolls into view his eyes widen as the last Marine steps off the ramp. He immediately presses the throttle forward creating lift. He hears the 30 mm of the Apache chain gun rattle off and pepper the tank. He sighs and pulls up above the buildings he starts to turn 180 degrees. A 125mm round destroys the aft of his chinook. His chopper spirals out of control "Mayday, Mayday, deadly 2-5 going down!" He says in a calm panic as he tries to finesse his chopper over the Hudson. The chopper makes a huge splash in the water.
The rainbow attackers rush out and start to engage the Masks that are on foot and to get the QRF inside with minimal casualties. The Marines start to engage the enemy luckily one of them brought a Javelin missile system. Ash's R4 screams at the enemy alongside Finka's Satritch .308. The Marines and Rainbows don't stay out long and move inside of the building. Castle starts giving orders to the Jarheads and Mitchell takes the ones with anti-tank capabilities and the snipers to the upper floors. The brainless wardogs follow their orders to the T. They establish their dominance in the UN building and secure every weak point. One of the techs, Mute, Dokkaebi, and Twitch start to work on getting some form of comms up and running. The White Masks start moving more of their tanks in position to take out the forces in the building.
"Snipers! Move up into these offices and engage all White Masks!" Fletcher commands on the floors above the main force.
Mitchell gets the Rocket teams up to a high floor for their missiles. Mitchell covers the stairs for them. The Marines start dialing in targets the first rocket rips out, the rocket flies high into the sky before crashing down on one of the T-72 turning it into scrap. The other rocket teams begin engaging the tanks. The snipers pick off a lot of the Masks trying to make entry into the building. The Masks can't even make an entry into the building. They spend another twenty minutes trying to figure out how to get in the building before backing off. Fletcher looks over to the Marines.
"I'm heading down, you guys got this?" he asks
"Hell yeah we have it." A crayon muncher replies
Fletcher nods and moves down the ground floor. Their fortified position looks different with Jarheads surrounding it. He walks comfortably up to his leaders.
"Let's move the wounded into the main theater along with the other diplomats. This is the HQ and casualty collection center." Thatcher commands
The other Rainbow ops start moving their wounded and the diplomats. Castle and other team leaders form up on Thatcher and Six.
"We still have people out there we need to get them back here" Craig speaks up
"How are we going to do that without comms?" Ash criticizes
"We can't risk anymore people getting hurt or killed than what we already have." Castle chimes in
The groups thinks for minute trying to work their problem out. Fletcher walks by the group and walks up to a White Mask corpse. He sees a radio and takes it off the terrorist's chest rig. He looks the radio over. There is very garbled voices on the other end of the lines. He looks up from the radio and scans for Dokkaebi.
"Grace" He says and walks over to her
She looks at him "Here this is a Mask radio that seems to be working it's probably nothing" he says
She furrows her brow and she plugs it in to her tablet. Her decryption software runs quickly and opens up the radio on their end at least.
"Fall back from the UN building they have reinforcemts and we have other priorities." A mask calls to his soldiers
"Team 7-3 I'm getting feedback on the line, switch to the next frequency" Donny spoke and killed the line that the team using to listen in on
"Hmm, interesting" Dokkaebi says
She gets that frequency back up and running only under the US encryption. She looks at Fletcher and takes the radio from his rig and tunes it to the frequency that she opened up. The said a couple of words into the Mask radio and her voice comes out terribly mangled on the other end, but it would work.
Grace whistles to get everyone's attention "Everybody tune radios to frequency 9641.23. The transmission is dog shit but it's good enough that we can talk to each other."
Everyone quickly tunes their radios to the frequency that Grace gave. "I don't know how long this will last but it will be enough for us to coordinate around and find our team." She continues
Everyone in the vicinity quickly changes their radios to the frequency and Thatcher took the helm.
"Alright all Rainbow attackers come here" Thatcher calls out to his team. "Break up into the preformed teams the best you can. Finka stay here Doc's gonna need your help with the wounded. When you find one our teams then bring them back here immediately they have to be running low on ammo and they definitely have wounded. Try to find vehicles if you can and work around the Masks. Call out your positions as often as you can." Thatcher commands "Get moving!"
All of the attackers organize themselves into their teams. Fletcher, Mitchell, Blackbeard, Twitch, and Thermite. They left the building minutes after Thatcher's command. The team split up once they left the Secretariat building. Fletcher's team down 1st avenue and turned onto 40th street. They're trying to find Frost and Jaeger's teams.
John and Taylor are both sitting on the bridge in the command ship. The radios constantly sending their traffic. Taylor is tossing an apple between his hands and is leaned back in his chair. John is standing next to the window overlooking the top deck. The mortar crews starting to pack up their gear by covering them with wooden boxes. John looks at all of the carnage that his hand has brought and he can't help but think about every single life he has stolen from the very people he swore to protect. He is reassuring himself that this is for a good cause but that angel on his shoulder tells him otherwise. He closes his eyes and turns to Taylor.
"I would say our mission has been a success." He says to his boss
"It has been so far, I wish we didn't have to kill so many innocent to get back at the governments for their incompetence and their evil ways." Taylor says as he looks to John
"Yeah" is all that John replies with. His mind distracted and too to bother with a better response and he really didn't believe Taylor
An aide comes in the office and stands at parade rest in front of Taylor. "Sir the ground teams are ready for reinforcements. The Military has started send their own reinforcements. Intel suggests a few more hours before they arrive." The aide informs the two men
Taylor takes the information in and nods "Set up the SAMs and start moving deeper into the city. Take strongholds in the consulate buildings and government buildings. Take the local ambassadors hostage if you have to. They won't bomb a building with potential VIPs."
The aide nods "Yes sir" before walking back out
"You know we will lose a lot of men if we over extend" John says
"Yes I know, we are going to lose this battle regardless. We have already lost really good men but every one of our soldiers know what's at stake. They will do everything in their power to do as much damage as possible." Taylor smirks at John before looking out the window himself.
He stares out the window and sees all of the civilians scattered about and laying in their own blood. He couldn't help but think of when he first touched down in Afghanistan after 9/11 how similar the towns looked. This was different right? The Taliban only killed because it was fun not for any real purpose. So this isn't the same thing right? Is what Taylor told himself, he wasn't a terrorist and he simply trying to make a point to show how evil the government was. He takes a breath and nods assuring that he is the good guy in all of this. Or at least that's what a part of him thought.
Fletcher's team carefully scan every inch of the street they hear shouting from up the street. The voice has an off accent, it was Slavic and feminine. The team fell silent and continued with their guns up. Fletcher breaks off and moves through a building. Fletcher moves quickly and he gets to the bathroom and he can see into the alley. He presses the talk button on his radio.
"I count seven hostiles in the street, they're trying to get something from her." Fletcher whispers into his radio as he puts the dot of his reflex sight on a target's back.
Mitchell and Twitch take one side of the building next to the alley. Blackbeard and Thermite take the other side. Blackbeard peeks out and sees two more hostiles further down the alley.
"Fletcher there are nine hostiles down the alley they are further to your left." Blackbeard replies
"Ok, I brought a nine banger. I'll chuck it down and we'll push in secure the VIP and take her back to extract." Mitchell spoke up before Fletcher could reply
"Got it, on your mark Mitch" Twitch replies
Mitchell pulls the Flashbang from his rig. It's about the size of a big bottle of water.
"Three…two…one…CRASH OUT!" He shouts and tosses the nine banger down the alley
Nine small explosions go off blinding anyone who is in the alley way. Fletcher guns down two of the targets. The rest of the team pushes in the hall and take down the other Masks that are left in the alley. They could see other suits laying in the street one of them was the France diplomat his brains are splattered on the street. They get to the Poland diplomat. Blackbeard crouches in front of her.
"Are you alright ma'am?" He asks reaching to his first aid kit
She has blood staining her once brown hair, her face is covered in blood and her suit is ruined the sleeve is torn and her pants are tore up. She is also missing a shoe. She shakes her head quietly. Fletcher rejoins the team he looks at the group and the diplomat.
"We need to get moving and get her back to the UN building." Fletcher says in a demanding tone
Mitchell opens his mouth to speak but he is cut off by a couple of jet engines. The team looks up and an F/A-18 super hornet launches an AIM-9 into a building overhead. The plane banks hard to avoid getting fragged by the building. The missile impacts the building. Without a word the team moves quickly to try and avoid the chunks of the building coming down on them. Blackbeard shoves the diplomat up to Mitchell. He grabs her runs away with the team, Blackbeard stands up and starts running as well. He gets to the end of the alley and two large chunks of the building land on top of him. A cloud of dust rolls out of the alley obscuring the vision of the operators. White Masks converge on the location from the opposite end of the alleyway. Bullets whiz by, Rainbow fires back. Mitchell covers the diplomat to keep her out of harm's way.
"We have to move push right, push right!" Fletcher shouts and moving his left hand signaling to move.
The team shifts up the street and they keep looking back to see if Blackbeard is following. They don't see him. The Masks continue to chase them up the street. They continue for maybe a couple hundred yards before losing the enemies. They all stop in another alley to catch their breath they are panting and keep looking down the street to make sure they weren't followed.
"We're clear" Twitch says with a heavy breath "Did you guys see if Craig got up?" she asks
Everyone replies with no and shaking their heads back and forth. She nods solemnly. "We're going to go back for him right?" She asks
"Yeah we will, we can't leave him behind." Thermite replies
Fletcher hears footsteps behind him, he looks to his group and puts a finger to his mouth signifying for them to be quiet. Mitchell quietly and quickly moves over to Fletcher. Thermite raises his rifle in the direction that Fletcher and Mitchell are looking. Twitch holds onto the diplomat and keeping her close. The footsteps are right around the corner and he grabs onto the figure and he wraps his left arm around the person's neck. He pulls tight on his arm and raises his handgun at the corner of the building. The next form comes around the corner with his rifle drawn, they all recognize the man. It was Buck, Fletcher looks down sees that he's choking Frost. He quickly lets go of her, she bends over and puts her hands on her knees and sucks in air.
"Jesus, sorry" Fletcher says holding her up "Are you alright?" He asks
She nods and coughs a little. Capitao, Hibanna, and Pulse. They relax for when they realize who they were aiming at. They all group up in the alleyway.
"Do you have any wounded?" Thermite asks
"No we don't thankfully but we are running low on ammo and the Masks have tanks rolling up the streets and the comms are down. How did we not see this coming?" Pulse asks
"They have jammers in place somewhere, we did get QRF in the UN building as a foot hold. Have you guys seen Jaeger's team?" Mitchell asks
"No we lost sight of them when the Masks started their attack. They hit up a lot of the office buildings. Before we lost comms a police scanner said they occupied Freedom Tower. They are all over." Capitao adds
"We need to get you guys back to the UN building and find Craig" Fletcher spoke up
"What happened to Craig?" Buck asks
"Building came down and pinned him or maybe killed him. We couldn't pull him out because Masks forced their way on us." Twitch chimes
"Let's get moving and get him out of there." Hibanna adds
Blackbeard coughs up a cloud of dust, he looks up the alley and sees his SCAR. He tries to pull himself to the rifle, his body doesn't move and he grunts in pain. He looks down to see his right leg pinned under some concrete of the building. His hearing adjusts and he can hear heavy boots around him. His glasses are shattered and busted, he rips them off his face and he looks at the alley way that is partially blocked. He pulls his Deagle from his leg holster, the first Mask comes up over some of the debris. He sends a round through the terrorists head. The echo of the round rattles Blackbeard's head and it felt like his head was splitting in half. He could hear the Masks shouting that there was someone alive on the other side of the debris. Another Mask comes over the debris he sends another round through him. Another tango follows right behind the one he just shot. He fires another .50AE into the hostile. In the back of his head he is thinking about his wife and kids back home. He thought about their first words, first steps, and the first time they recognized him as their dad. His thoughts drift to his wife and how they met, her face, the pure joy that she brought him. He loads another mag into his deagle, a huge team of Masks come through the gap of the debris. He grit his teeth and stares his enemy in the eyes.
"You'll never take me alive!" He shouts at the top of his lungs and fires all eight rounds of his deagle.
He drops several of Masks before his mag ran dry. One of the Masks run up to him and kicks the handgun out of his hand and steps on his arm.
"We don't take prisoners" the man says taking aim on the SEAL's head
Blackbead closes his eyes accepting death the best he could. His breath steadies as he closes his eyes.
"We don't take prisoners either" Mitchell says from around the corner.
The Mask looks up to the corner of the building. Then he sees a man with an eye patch depress the trigger on an M249 and dumps the belt into the alley. The Masks scattered most caught in the intial burst. The other crawl back through the gap in the debris. A small barrage of gun shots can be heard on the other side of the concrete wall that is the debris. Mitchell stands over Blackbeard and smiles.
"We weren't going to leave your worthless ass behind fucking frog" Mitchell says
Blackbeard grins and takes a breath to calm his nerves. He rests his head on the ground. "I think my leg is broke."
"Alright we'll get you out. Fletch, Seb get over here" Mitchell shouts
Both the American and the Canadian come through the debris. Fletcher took the left side of his leg and Buck on the right. They look at each other with a nod they lift the giant pieces of the concrete off of Blackbeard's leg. Mitchell and Capitao pull the SEAL out and the others drop the concrete. Fletcher drops to his knees and looks over his leg the bone is just barely braking skin. Fletch opens his pack and pulls out a coil of rope he grabs Blackbeard's rifle and ties it to his leg as a temporary splint. He takes gauze and wraps it around the protruding bone. Mitchell gets on the radio
"Thatch we found Frost's team we have the Polish diplomat in tow, Craig is wounded as we are moving back to the UN building." Mitchell says
"Rog, we found Jaeger and the rest of his team we are tansporting-" Thatcher is cut off and gun fire is heard over the radio. "We'll be there soon just keep moving, get fire on the right side!" Thatcher replies and shouts to his team
Pentagon 1400 hours
One of the high generals just got off the phone in the situation room he walks over to his aide.
"Get the feed from drone 6749" he speaks calmly
"Yes sir" his aide replies
He gets one of the grunts to open the feed. The feed pops up on the main screen, the entire room comes to a halt and falls silent as they watch the feed. The general picks up his phone and puts it on the PA.
"Initiate operation firestorm we need troops rolling in on NYC right now" he commands
The grunts kick into action, the ruffling of papers and phones being picked up and dialed echo through the room. The general leans to his aide. "Try and raise the QRF force on the ground."
"We're trying sir something is dicking with the signal. We can watch but we can't raise them, we're trying to raise them through every method in the book. We have friendly air assets in the air. We are establishing contact with pilots for a sitrep." The aide replies
Get it done and get me Redfield" he says
"Yes sir" the aide replies again
NYC 1500 hours
All of the Rainbow teams have made it back to the UN building and they have diplomats from the big countries and some of the smaller ones with them. The team is almost completely dry of ammo and many wounded. They are dog ass tired and ready to take a nap. The QRF force was also starting show fatigue and the planes over ahead still have no contact with ground forces. Everyone is gathered in the Secretariat building. The ops are standing around Six, Thatcher, and Castle.
"We need to get our wounded and the diplomats out of here. Things are going to get worse before we get simple comms running back and forth through the military and us. If you have any ideas now is the time to tell us." Six commands
"We could try the battery tunnel like Meghan suggested" Fletcher replies and yawns
"What if we tried public air at Laguardia Airport it's only a hop n' a skip away. I have my doubts the Masks would even suspect that." Doc spoke up after checking on Ela
Everyone looks at him and nods not having thought about that before. "That could work" Thatcher replies "The only problem is getting them over the bridge to the airport. Also how are we dividing up the teams then?" Thatcher asks
"Well it's not that hard to figure out, have all of the EU diplomats get on a British Airways flight then they can go from there. After they get to England the teams split up among the countries and get their diplomats to their home countries. The American diplomats can take a flight to another state." Bandit speaks up checking the ammo in his mag.
"That's probably our best bet, we need a team to procure some form of transport. Fletcher, Jordan, Siu I'm leaving it up to you guys. Take who you need and grab as many vehicles as you can." Thatcher commands
"Rog" Thermite replies and looks at the team of operators standing around them. "Elena, Marius, and Jack with us." Thermite commands
The ops nod slowly not wanting to go out into no man's land "c'mon let's get moving" Fletch says with a tired voice
They grab their ammunition and the loud low grumble of a plane is heard above. The Marines start moving about quickly moving to the windows and they see more troops parachuting into the city and a bunch of supply caches dropping down next to the UN building. The Rainbow Troopers do the best they can to see what is being dropped and they too can't help but feel a little better about their situation seeing the troops drop from the planes. Large boxes and what looks like commo gear APCs and MRAPs.
As the teams look out at the dropping gear a large smoke trail is seen from the roof top of the Copper building. One of the C130s popped flares, another two SAMs fired. The pilots popped another set of flares destroying one missile the second hit the fuselage and destroyed the plane. Meanwhile the soldiers that freshly dropped in moved into the UN building.
"Who's in charge here?" the Ranger Sargent asks taking his map out
"I am" Mike raises his hand
The Sargent walks over to the Brit and unfolds his map "Command knows comms are down and they are trying to solve that problem right now. They did find one of the jammers using to dick up the comms it's on top of the American copper buildings." He points to the building on his map. "They know about the tanks and they are working on transport for an armored division." The Sargent continues
"Sargent, we need your APCs and MRAPs to get these diplomats out of here a long with our wounded. We are low on ammo and don't have a lot to fight with. We have Marines here in the building fortifying the position. We can lend you a couple of people to help you with the jammer." Thatcher continues "We have a weak radio frequency working as of right now."
The Sargent nods "How do you plan on getting these people out of here?" He asks
"By transporting them over the bridge and taking them to LaGuardia and taking control of civilian transport and take them home that way." Thatcher replies
"Alright, after we take care of the jammer we can probably get you air support to cover you over the bridge. We also need to destroy some of these SAM sites if possible." The Sargent says
"Let's get moving. Meghan, Fletcher, Jordan, and Liu go with the Rangers and take care of the jammer on the building and exfill to LaGuardia as soon as you finish the jammer off." Thatcher commands.
"Rog, let's get moving" Valkyrie commands
The team grabs their rifles and they tiredly walk to one of the MRAPs with the Ranger element and they sit in the rear as one of the Rangers takes the gun and the others take a seat next to the Rainbow operators. They could see the soot on their faces and the tired defeated looks on their faces. It doesn't take long before the MRAP starts taking rounds from the Masks. The gunner on the MRAP starts dumping rounds back at the Masks. The metal clangs and groans in protest as the round pelt the sides of the vehicle. The spent brass clicks as it hits the floor of the vehicle, the .50 BMG shouts and barks at the enemy.
"Get fire on the right side!" the Sargent yells at his gunner.
The gunner rotates and starts dumping rounds down range on the right side. They all sit in the MRAP adrenaline pumping through their veins. They anxiously wait to get to their drop point. The rounds continue ricochet and ping off the sides of the vehicle. Minutes feel like hours, they finally get to the copper building. The Ranger in the driver's seat takes them to the East of the building to alleviate some of the fire. The team rush out of the MRAP, They rush into the first floor of the building.
"Go, Go, Go!" The Sargent shouts
The Rangers lead the way, they run in. They are greeted with a wall of gunfire. The Rangers spread out and take cover behind Pelican cases. A team of Masks with an M240 fire out, burst after burst at the imposing forces from a waiting room.
"Ramirez get a frag in that office!" the Sargent shouts
The Rainbow operators move in behind the Rangers. The Rainbow operators spread out and support the Rangers. Shots are exchanged. Ramirez hucks a frag into the waiting room. The grenade goes off launching debris and frag all over the room. Everyone's ears ring and are disoriented from the pressure of the explosion. The hostiles continue fight back and shoot at the Allied forces. Every shot, every shell, every reload echo through the fight. One by one the Masks drop. The team waste no time and they start climbing the stairs up the building. Their steps are quick and heavy going up the stairs. Their guns trained on the flights above them, their eyes and rifles cover every inch on the stairs. Flight after flight of stairs they climb up the building. They stop at one of the floors to breathe.
"Jesus how many more flights do we have?" Dunn asks
The Rainbow operators chuckle at the comment. Commotion is heard through one of the doors on the stairwell.
"Everyone shut up" Thermite commands
The group quiets down
"Hear that?" Thermite continues
Everyone listens closely
"Hostages, we need to get them out of there" Valkyrie replies
"Foley you and your men stay here, we'll handle this." Thermite commands
"Why? We can handle it just as well as you can" Foley challenges
"Foley we specialize in delicate situations like this, trust us. Those could be diplomats in there we have the tools to have an edge." Lesion replies.
"Trust us, we'll take care of it" Fletcher adds
Foley reluctantly nods "Alright we'll stay."
The Rainbow ops move up to the door. Lesion opens the door quietly, they move into the bull pen of desks. There is a group of civilians sitting on the floor crying and begging for life. Thermite uses hand signals to communicate the team's movement. The Masks are oblivious to the team that has invaded the room. The Rainbow ops move into position to take out the Masks quickly. A mask walks out of the break room with a candy bar in his hand. Shocked he drops the candy bar for his rifle. Lesion hears the mask to his left he turns to shoot the threat. The Mask is able squeeze off round into Lesion's leg. He shouts and lets a burst off from his submachine gun as he falls to the ground killing the Mask. The other tangos turn to the noise they raise their rifles. The other Rainbow ops spring into action killing the hostiles. They move on the hostages making sure none are rigged and that they have no injuries. Fletcher moves over to Lesion as the others bring the Rangers into the bull pen. Fletcher kneels down next to Lesion, he checks the wound and he pulls a first aid kit from his pack.
"Lucky shot huh?" Fletcher smiles as cleans the wound
"Yeah" Lesion grunts and chuckles as Fletcher wraps the wound.
"C'mon we need to keep moving" Foley commands "Allen, Dunn, and Reily Stay behind and hold the ground. The rest of you on me!" Foley takes his men up the stairs
The other Rainbow ops quickly follow the Rangers up the stairs leaving Lesion with the Rangers. Their boots clank and echo on the stairs as they make their way to the roof. Their guns continuing to scan for hostiles past each flight of stairs. They stop at the roof access. Foley looks through the window scanning for hostiles. He reaches for the handle, with a light hand he turns the nob slowly. The door comes open slowly and quietly the sound of gunfire can be heard from the streets below. His rifle up to his shoulder following the door scanning for hostiles. He slowly takes one step out the door. They could hear voices from around the corner of the roof access, the Rangers and Rainbow quietly make it out on to the roof. There are Masks on the roof laughing as they watch the chaos below. The Rangers and Rainbow walk out onto the roof their steps light and quick. They walk past a couple of A/C units, they took up positions behind them. Valkyrie sticks her head out around the unit.
"Six hostiles west side" She informed
"Wait, four more on the south side" Ramirez added
"Ok We'll take the six on the west, you take the four on the south." Valkyrie commanded
"You heard her men let's move" Foley commands his men and the two groups split off to get in better positions
The Rainbow ops kick things off and take out the six before they can react. The Rangers follow and take out their four targets. The Rainbow operators move over to the antenna. Foley joins the group.
"What do we need to wipe this thing out?" Foley asks
Thermite looks at the Sargent "We need three pounds of C4 if you have it. Or if you have a couple of thermite grenades we can take care of this thing"
"Ramirez do as the man says" Foley commands
"Make it only two pounds I've got a pound myself" Fletcher added as he took a brick of the explosive out of his pack.
Ramirez and Fletcher set the charges and stood back and behind the A/C units. The two men pulled the trigger on their detonators and the antenna fell down and onto 1st avenue. Their radios exploded with transmissions and distress calls.
"Overlord this is Hunter 2-1" Foley spoke into his radio
"Go ahead Hunter 2-1" Overlord replied
"Jammer in Kips Bay is neutralized" Foley replies
"Roger that Hunter 2-1, hold the ground until reinforcements can arrive we are sending air support your way." Overlord continues
"Sargent patch me in" Fletcher commands
Foley has Ramirez patch Fletcher into their channel "Overlord this is Warrant Officer Fletcher call sign Reaper 1" Fletcher speaks to the commanding officer
"One second Reaper 1" Overlord replies as he runs a check on Fletchers background "Send Traffic Reaper 1" Overlord replies
"There is a special forces unit over at the UN building with multiple VIPs they need extract. They also have wounded that need to get out right now. They are going to LaGuardia airport and commandeering civilian aircraft move the VIPs out. If you could give them some Black Hawks for extract. We also have Civilians at our location we need air support to move them out of the hot zone. We have a vehicle but the Tanks pose a real problem." Fletcher informs Overlord
"We will dispatch air units to their location have them mark the LZ with Blue smoke. We have an apache en route to your location get those civilians out." Overlord replies
"Roger that, Reaper 1 out" Fletcher ends the transmission he then changes signal to the Rainbow frequency "Mike?"
"Go ahead." Thatcher replies
"We are getting Black Hawks to your location to extract everyone and the VIPs mark your location with blue smoke" Fletcher informs
"Thank god, we're moving now" Thatcher replies.
"Everyone get the wounded and the VIPs to the roof we have Black Hawks in bound for extract. Let's move" Thatcher commands his team
The Rainbow operators start gathering the VIPs. Ten minutes later they have the VIPs moving up to the roof and the wounded is being prepped. They can hear the Black Hawks fly over top of the building. A couple of them go to the front of the UN building. They hover for a few seconds before they start to descend into the roundabout out front of the UN building. The Marines on station watch them carefully. The Masks move to the open doors of the hull and their door gunners unload on the Marines. The miniguns bellow and a barrage of bullets fly through the air striking down those who held guard. The Masks fast rope down and start their ingress on the building under the cover of the choppers. The Choppers started to ascend into the air. The Marines on the upper floors started firing on the choppers. One of the Marines takes out a SMAW and fires the rocket at the helicopter and strikes it down. Another chopper is taken down by gunfire striking the pilot and copilot.
The Masks push into the building. They are greeted with the Rainbow operators. Tachanka's DP-28 shouts and barks as the drum mag is emptied. Fuze's Ak-12 joins the conversation. Finka's Satritch joins in, the Russians hold the ground.
"We need help down here Masks are in the building!" Finka shouts into her radio after her reload
"Got it I'm on my way back down" Castle replies
"So am I" Capitao adds
The two rush down at top speed. They run into Doc who is also responding to the call. The three get to the position. Capitao moves up to the front and let's his M249 do the talking. The team holds the ground repelling yet another attack. Fuze starts to drop to one knee to reload his weapon. A round zips right through the right side of his chest and another through his left shoulder. He collapses to the floor with a thud his rifle clacks against the floor.
"Fuze!" Doc shouts and moves as fast as he can over to him
Fuze's POV
I laid there on the floor the world went quiet but the fight was still on. I held my wounds and Doc was already over to me and started triage. I look up at Alex and I swear I see white and gold wings surrounding him. He's also wearing a white robe with a halo over his head. The blood loss and adrenaline must be making me see things. I black out and come back, rounds zip pass us and I see the wings starting to shatter like glass as each and every round that passes by the shield on his turret is giving in. The Masks keep firing at him the wings are filled with cracks and the shield finally breaks the glass fractures with a loud ping the wings finally give way. He keeps shooting like an idiot he needs to get down. A round rips through his right leg, he shouts but keeps standing with a grip of the turret. Another round ricochets off his helmet with a metal clang, he still stands. Another round tears through his left thigh another one goes through the lower left portion of his chest. He finally falls to the floor blood pouring from him. I see Vincente go to grab him, The air is filled with a puff of pink mist. I see Vincente laying on the floor with blood pouring from his head.
POV end
Finka uses her last adrenal surge and Castle runs up to the doorway and puts up one of his barricades. The rounds pound into the panel with hard thuds.
"C'mon! We need to go!" Castle shouts
Another group of the Rainbow ops grab the last of their wounded and team they rush to roof for extract. It's a battle to just climb the stairs. After another thirty minutes they finally get to the roof. Blue smoke rolls off the top of the building and the choppers land taking the teams and the wounded to LaGuardia. Finka climbs on the chopper with Alex, a PJ that was a board helped her with his triage. The chopper is loaded down with the Russian ambassador, an injured Fuze, and Vincente's corpse. The pilot takes off following the cast of Hawks.
Fletcher's team and the Rangers finally got to the ground floor. They fill the MRAP with the civilians and the Rainbow ops. The Masks are nice enough to let them load up the MRAP. They get most of the vehicle filled only there's a problem. There are two seats left. Thermite and Fletcher are standing outside of the MRAP waiting for the last man call.
Thermite looks to Fletcher "There isn't enough room" he says in a dreary tone
"I know" Fletcher looks back and sees Valk attending to the civilians and Liu sits down in one of the seats. One left. Fletcher sighs and he reaches inside his rig and pulls out a leather bound and covered journal. He gives it to Thermite "If anything happens…" His voice falls off at the end
Thermite takes the journal and nods quietly "I'll deal with it"
He pats Fletcher's shoulder "Last man"
Fletcher turns around and checks to make sure everyone is aboard.
"Fletch c'mon" Valkyrie says
He doesn't say anything but he takes one good look at her searing her face into the depths of his mind.
"Fletcher get in" she continues
A round cracks through the air and pings against the armor plating of the MRAP. Fletcher ducks down and Valkyrie moves to grab his carrier. He stands up and slams the doors in her face. He gives the doors two hearty knocks the vehicle starts driving away.
"Hey! Turn around we have a man back there!" She shouts at the driver, she takes a frantic look out the windows of the doors and sees Fletcher fighting off the Masks.
"Meghan sit down!" Thermite yells
"No we need to get Him!" She shouts back trying to grab the wheel from the driver.
Liu grabs her waist and pulls her back into the seat. She nails him with a hard elbow to the gut. She stands and moves back to the doors. An apache flies over its 30mm cannon cutting the enemies to pieces. A hydra missile is fired striking the ground in front of the Masks. There is a large explosion that rattles the MRAP and a fire ball goes up into the sky. The concrete gives way under Fletcher's feet and he falls on the crater. Valkyrie's eyes go wide and she grabs the handle on the doors. Thermite grabs her and shoves her into her seat, they both look out the window to see Fletcher toss his burning balaclava aside and he grabs his helmet and runs away as fast as he can. Thermite looks at Valkyrie.
"Calm down damn it! He's going to be fine!" Thermite shouts
She continues to fight against his grip. Thermite uses all of his strength to keep her pinned in the seat.
"Jordan, let go! I'm not leaving anyone behind!" She shouts in his face as she pushes against him.
"Meghan if we go back we risk the lives of these people who didn't want any part of this! Our job is to evac and protect all of the VIPs and civilians at all costs! That's our mission right now and he knows it! He knows the risks, he made the choice now honor it!" Thermite gave his final yell
She gave one last push against him and quit fighting. She is breathing heavily and sits back in her seat quietly.
LaGuardia Airport 1600 hours
The airport allowed for the Rainbow teams to commandeer their flights due to the dire situation they're in. The wounded and British Ambassador were on a British airways flight back to the UK. The other operators were broke up amongst the flights to their respective countries. Meghan and Mitchell are on a flight Poland to help their ambassador. They are sitting next to each other, Mitchell looks at Meghan.
"Where is he?" he asks
"He chose to stay behind, we didn't have enough room. I tried to get to him but Jordan stopped me." She spoke quietly
Mitchell nods quietly and runs his fingers through his knotted and dirty hair. His mind was tired and furious for him not staying behind to help his brother. He took his gloves off and ran his hands down his face in anger.
"Mitch I tried, I'm sorry" She says
"it's not your fault, It's the Masks fault for doing this." Mitchell says
"Do you think he'll be alright?" She asks
"I hope so" Mitchell replies.
A/N: Sorry it took so long to get this one out everyone. I'll try to get 31 out quickly but we'll see. This chapter was a lot of fun to write and I hope most of you enjoyed reading it. I couldn't resist the cameo's and Easter eggs from the other games. Yes I know I went a little crazy with line breaks but I had to do it to keep the perspectives and the changes between perspectives cleaner and easier for everyone to read. I hope you all are staying safe and are well during these times. Also there is a Rainbow Six fanfiction discord server consisting of some of the writers from this community. if you are interested in joining contact kingeddie16ne or Fox Guy 87 for an invite. this is also open to readers. I'm still trying to gather some thoughts on the rewrite and hopefully I can start that before long. Don't be afraid to leave a review or PM me with questions and criticism. Have a wonderful day!