Escape
Cohen sprinted down the corridor with red lights blaring on the walls, as well as soldiers pursuing him, firing directly at him. Cohen draws out his piece and fires back multiple shots. Cohen hit's one of his pursuer's legs, slowing them down. He then fled into the nearest room with an open door and locked the door, hoping it will give him time to escape. While looking around frantically, he found a case. In desperation, Cohen opened the case and saw a claymore with various components. Cohen remembered using one during his missions to Chile for an assassination order. They requested Cohen to kill an arms dealer, who was causing significant problems to the Guild by threatening them with releasing sensitive information to their other competitors and raiding the Guild's base of operation with their more superior army mercenaries. During one night in the mountains of Chile, the Guild found information that the arm's dealer will host a gathering with many politically influential people, including when his opening speech will start. Knowing that the arms dealer sells claymore by a nearby warehouse, he stole one from there and sneaked his way through the base to reach backstage, avoiding guards. Cohen arms the claymore on the podium, and he hides it with the cloth that enveloped over the stand. Then he puts the firing wire next to the other cables deeming it inconspicuous to other people if they notice it. Eventually, Cohen then directs the cables further over to a safer position from which he will discharge the claymore. It was time for the speech. He waited patiently for the target to walk over to the podium to begin. Just as the target was on the platform, Cohen pulled the trigger, leading to an explosion, then yells of terror all around. The arms dealer was on the floor, bellowing in agony due to both of his legs shredded off with pieces of shrapnel impaled all over his body, even though he wasn't supposed to leave the target alive. Still, Cohen was confident that the dealer would bleed to death, therefore, killing the target.
He puts his memory to the test, and he started by installing the blasting cap on the end of the firing wire, same with the other one, he connected the two cables on to the two fuze wells. He began to hear the footsteps of soldiers coming; he quickly set the now armed claymore somewhere near the door. Cohen brought the cable of firing wire with a trigger and took cover behind a crate weapons crate. Cohen awaited them to break the door down quickly. The door was no open, but Cohen squeezed the trigger before any of the soldiers could enter. The claymore went off, spewing seven hundred sphere pellets at the group of soldiers in high velocity, ripping them to shreds with a loud bang. Ears ringing, he grabbed a QBZ-95 from the gun locker; he burst open and started laying waste down the doorway. Cohen waited for a full of dreading minutes of constant screaming until they stopped; he knew they were dead. Cohen peaked outside of the door to find corpses of dismantled soldiers and pools of blood still flowing out of bodies.
The display of corpses gave him painful memories. Everything started to come back to him. He took one of their fragmentation grenades and a couple of magazines. Cohen moved around the bodies and continued his run down the hallway. He could see the sunlight shining above a railway. Cohen finally came across the railing and looked up to see the Sun once again. Afterward, he looked down the massive hole to find the tip of the rocket. Cohen assumed it was bigger than Saturn V. below the end of the missile, It was pitch black, so Cohen unloaded a single bullet from his rifle and dropped it down the silo pit. He counted in his head for every second passing by until he heard a faint noise echo from the bottom of the hole. Cohen did the math and figured out it was at least four hundred feet deep. He inspected the missile even further. He tried to make sense of its design.
"Why would they keep prisoners in a missie silo? Let alone me in one?" Cohen pulled out the map and began to examine it. Cohen began to ponder, "Is this what you were leading me to, Jian?" he didn't know what to do. He took another glance at the map and saw that he was close to a crucial area of the silo. The command room was three flights down, according to the map. Cohen took out the other map labeled the twenty secondth level, which shows the whole area of the story and the routes to the control room. Cohen was unsure of what to do once he's found his way to the command room. Jian never specifically told him where he was going and why he should go there in the first place, but either way, he continued to take his fallen comrade's words. Jian sacrificed his life so Cohen could live. But still, he's confused as to who Jian was referring to when Jian claimed about higher powers giving him orders. But giving him no time to recollect, thunders of footsteps began to echo down the hall. Cohen sprinted down the corridor to meet a door. Cohen opened the door to reveal a flight of stairs. He then continued to speed his way down the stair as fast as possible, but before he could reach halfway down, the soldiers from above burst through the door and began to shoot at Cohen. They nearly hit Cohen before he bashed through the twenty-secondth floor door. Cohen immediately locked the door with nearby furniture, and rope hoping it could give him time. Cohen continued to walk until he entered a chamber full of multiple computers and monitors. Cohen casually continued to walk down the numerous monitors with different models of rocket interior and the current status reading of the supposed rocket in the silo displayed on each screen. He glanced forward to find a giant monitor with the camera's viewing at the missile in various directions. Cohen began to wander around the room reading documents, trying to figure out where he is. But before finishing one of the documents, the speakers turned on, producing a high pitch-squeal, then a few seconds of silence. Moments passed, someone began to speak, but Cohen still didn't understand. Cohen was beginning to feel unnerved. He began to look around the room franticly; he had a feeling someone was watching him, Cohen pulled out his gun, but before he could, a soldier came from behind. Still, Cohen felt someone was behind him. He slowly pulled out his piece until a soldier was behind him near second from stabbing him till Cohen swung around and grabbed the attacker's arm than with his sidearm, he fired two shots into the soldier's abdomen. The soldier faltered onto the ground clutching his wound. Cohen finishes off the combatant with a bullet to the head. Out of interest, Cohen searched the body to see if the corpse carries anything he needs.
Second, after searching, Cohen found a USB Labeled Launch Key. Cohen got an idea then started to look around the desk to see if there was a Port to insert the USB in. Cohen found it right on the desk. Cohen carefully inserted the USB into the Port, and then moments later, the monitors on the desk lit up, with the Chinese Space Program logo. Shortly the logo faded, reviling Departing times for ten spacecraft. Cohen notices one of the timers for the rockets hit zero. Then the earth started to tremble. Cohen could feel the vibration of the rocket taking off. Cohen held onto the desk after a few moments, the ground calmed.
Cohen took out the map to locate the second missile. Cohen remarked on the map that there were three divisions of silos. Cohen concluded he was stationed at the far right silo, and the rocket that's taking off shortly is right next to the first silo. He marked a path to the second silo, then put the map back into his pockets. Cohen then heard loud banging in the metal door leading to the stairs. The door was breaking loose fast, But Cohen remembered a service elevator leading outside the silo. But before he could make it halfway across the room, the door finally broke free, then soldiers charged their way through the opening, started to open fire on Cohen. Cohen ducked his head, barely missing a bullet to the head. He franticly pushed the elevator call button; the elevator doors shortly opened. He rushed in and took cover on the left side of the elevator. Cohen remembers he has a grenade with him. He took it out, pulled the pin, and flung it at the group of soldiers before the elevator doors closed. It began its ascension upwards; he heard the boom from below, knowing they won't follow him through the elevator. Cohen saw the numbers tick down by every floor he passed. He was close to freedom, but it wasn't going to be easy to escape. Cohen Predectied that there will be guards anticipating him. Cohen loaded his rifle and pistol, and he also prepared himself by taking cover at the far right of the elevator to where the elevator door's open. Cohen waited until the elevator stopped, He thought this was it for him, but the doors weren't opening.
Cohen also noticed that he wasn't at ground level. He was ten levels below it. But before he knew it, the elevator began to fall. Cohen held onto the bars with all his strength, trying to avoid tumbling through the free-falling elevator. There was a shriek of metal grinding as The lift shortly began to lose speed and slowed down to a moderate pace where Cohen could stand up. Then the elevator crashed onto the ground with a bang. Cohen stumbled due to the force of the hit. He was still collecting himself from the fall, but while he was, the doors opened, unveiling a gloomy hallway with pipes condensed with water from the freezing environment. Cohen, with his weapon, pulled out guardedly wandered into the hall. Cohen stopped once he reached the vault door with frost covering it. He turned the handle of the vault and pulled the giant metal door open; as Cohen did, a whisp of cold rushed out of the door. He stepped in through the vault door and saw a glimpse of light, but before he could continue further, a dark shadowy figure ambushed from behind and
drove a needle into his neck, injecting Cohen with a mysterious compound. Cohen groaned in pain and pulled out the needle. He tried to resist the toxin; however, it was to no use. Cohen fell onto the floor and tried to study the attacker, but his vision was too blurry to make out who or what it was, and then went unconscious.