Disclaimer: I do not own Call of Duty or any of the characters within the game. I only own Melody "Jinx" Rodgers and Ana "Frost" Thompson. Any of the storyline that seems familiar, I most likely do not own. This story will pretty much follow the story for Modern Warfare 2.
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Lieutenant Melody "Jinx" Rodgers
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Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley
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"Takedown"
Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley
Task Force 141
Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Ghost looked up at MacTavish, waiting for instruction. He surveyed Jinx and Roach as well. Roach looked fine, a bit worn out, a bullet graze or two, but fine. Jinx on the other hand was putting on a brave front. She was favoring her right side, suggesting that her left was hurting her. Ghost wouldn't have been surprised if she cracked a rib or two. She fell quite hard from the RPG blast.
He definitely had to give her some credit though. She was a tough cookie. He'd give her that one.
"Ghost, keep trying to get in contact with command. We need a way out of here." MacTavish ordered.
"Right." Ghost answered.
He tried calling into the base but came up with nothing.
"I can't get anyone on the horn."
"The Russians must've copied the ACS module. Got the key to every lock in America." MacTavish informed.
"And they're killing a thousand Americans for every dead civilian in Moscow. Looks like we're all outta friends."
"Great. Now they don't even have to find a way to break in because they already have their entrance." Jinx muttered.
"Stay positive Jinx. Actually, I know a guy. Let's find a payphone. They still exist?"
"Fortunately for us, they do."
"All we got out of Rojas is that the only guy Makarov hates worse than the Americans is locked up in a gulag." Ghost informed.
"It's all we got. If this con's the bait to catch that psychopath, let's hang him from a tree." MacTavish concluded.
"Sir, the militia's closing in."
"There must be at least two hundred of them front and back," Jinx added.
"We're gonna have to fight our way to the LZ," MacTavish announced.
"What about Rojas?" Ghost asked.
"What about him?" Jinx snarked.
"He'll be taken care of," MacTavish answered, giving Jinx a sharp look.
"Sounds good to me." Ghost confirmed.
"Nikolai! We're at the top of the favela surrounded by militia! Bring the chopper to the market, do you copy, over!"
"Okay, my friend! I am on the way!" a voice sounded over the commlink. Ghost assumed that was Nikolai.
"Everyone get ready! Lock and load!"
"Let's do this!" Ghost continued, "Tangos at ground level dead ahead."
"We've gotta get to the helicopter, head through the gate to the market! Move!"
Bullets were being fired from left and right. Ghost made sure to keep one eye on Jinx and Roach. They knew what they were doing, but one severe bullet wound would bring them down to the ground if it didn't kill them first.
"Contact! Foot mobiles up on the rooftops! Closing in fast from the south!" Ghost informed.
"We have to keep moving! Don't stand still!" Jinx yelled.
Ghost wished he could say this was the first time he's seen so many dead bodies, but unfortunately, that wasn't the case.
"Roach! Look out, three o'clock!" Jinx warned.
Roach turned and made the shot, "Thanks."
"Technical coming in from the south!" Ghost announced.
"Watch your heads!" Jinx added.
"We've got another technical! Take it out!" MacTavish ordered.
"On it!"
Jinx shouldered her sniper rifle and pulled out a handheld computer. Ghost turned to cover her since she was vulnerable.
"Ghost, duck!"
Ducking quickly, he heard the familiar sound of a knife whizzing through the air. Jinx had her hand in the ending position for knife throwing. Ghost nodded in thanks as she went to retrieve her knife and find a safe place to camp out with her sniper. They kept moving forward as fast as they could considering the bullets raining down on them.
"Militia coming out of the shack on the left." Ghost informed.
Jinx shouldered her sniper again in favor of her assault rifle that she pulled from her back. The pair of Lieutenants worked as a team to fight through the militia.
"Head through that gate! Keep pushing to the evac point!" MacTavish ordered.
"Go go go!" Ghost encouraged.
The team made their way down alleys, shooting at all hostiles crossing their path. Jinx yelled out to Roach again.
"Roach! Watch your fucking six!"
Jinx shot at the militia that had appeared behind Roach.
"Why should I when I have you to do it for me?" Roach sarcastically snarked.
"I will kill you!"
"Jinx! Roach! Focus!" 'Tavish ordered, shaking his head while Ghost rolled his eyes.
"Fucking bug," Jinx grumbled.
"Heard that!" Roach answered.
"Shut up!"
"Let's go! Let's go! We've gotta push through these streets to the market!" MacTavish announced.
The 141 pushed foreword a little faster, knowing full well how important it was that they make it to the LZ alive. They had already lost too many.
"Watch for flanking routes!"
They pushed their way into a building.
"Roach! Lay down some fire on the intersection!"
Ghost looked over to the small form of Jinx to quickly survey her. She didn't look in too much pain, but he knew that the adrenaline she was experiencing would eventually wear off, and she'd hurt like hell.
"Heads up! Alley on the left! Keep moving! We're almost to the market!"
Ghost sighed inwardly in relief.
"Squad! Spread out and cut through the market! Move!"
Ghost and Jinx took off to the left, still covering each other.
"Contacts above us at eleven o'clock! Firing blind!" Ghost informed.
"Tango coming out the shack to the right," MacTavish added.
"Come on, come on," Jinx mumbled.
"There's Nikolai's pay low! Let's go! Nikolai, ETA twenty seconds. Be ready for immediate dust off!"
"That may not be fast enough! I see more militia closing in on the market!" Nikolai answered.
"Pick up the pace! Let's go!"
"It's too long! We will not survive this landing!"
"Nikolai wave off, wave off! We'll meet you at the second LZ instead! Go!"
"Very well! I will meet you there! Good luck!"
"Come on! We've got to get to the rooftops! This way!"
"My friend, from up here it looks like the whole village is trying to kill you!"
"Tell me something I don't know! Just get ready to pick us up!"
"We're running out of rooftop!" Ghost informed.
"We can make it! Go, go, go!"
They ran forewords, Jinx just in front of Roach.
"Roach, what's the hold up? Let's go!"
Roach jumped down right after Jinx and the roof collapsed. Ghost just managed to catch Jinx's arm before she fell. MacTavish turned to help him pull her up, both noticing the blood dripping down my side.
"Jinx! You alright? Where are you bleeding?" Ghost asked urgently.
"Pretty dumb question." Jinx said hazily, the pain blurring her vision, "I think the tin cut open my side, of course, I get injured where the only part of my vest isn't bulletproof."
Jinx managed to get out the last word before she passed out from blood loss. Ghost caught her and immediately hoisted her up bridal style.
"Ghost I've got you covered! Get to the LZ now!" MacTavish ordered.
The two managed to make it to the LZ with the unconscious Jinx. Ghost immediately got to work on trying to stem the blood flow from her side while MacTavish desperately tried to get in contact with Roach.