Pvt. James Ramirez

Washington DC

Evacuation Point Romeo

3 hours later

The situation outside looked grim as more wounded flooded down the stair well. The shelling above rocked the lights making them flicker ever so often. Ramirez stood waiting for the orders to head up top to go into the meat grinder that was Washington.

M4 sat besides him staring up at the lights. Her cheery smile was gone replaced with a more serious face. Cpl. Dunn was were sitting in the corner bandaging a fellow Ranger.

Sgt. Foley came down the bunker stairs, "Ready up Rangers! We're retaking the department of commerce and then we're linking up with a SEAL team. We need to buy time for the evacuation!"

"Rock 'N Roll boys let's move!" Yelled a Ranger nudging his buddy to get moving.

Ramirez patted M4's shoulder, "Rock 'N Roll let's go"

M4 nodded, "let's go fuck some Ruskies up."

Once Ramirez followed Foley up he shielded his eyes from the remaining rays. A thick black smoke covered the rest of the red horizon.

A Chinook past above and an Abrams tank past above the trench line firing its 120mm at the department of Commerce.

Gunfire from RPKs fired from the windows and an RPG hit a nearby humvee. Explosions went all around Ramirez, the dirt staining his uniform.

He slid into a pit with dead Rangers lying face first on the ground.

"Everyone move up, get out of the kill zone! We gotta buy some time for those casevac birds."

Sgt. Foley slid into the ditch with Ramirez, "Overlord, 2-1 Actual! We're screening the west with no adjacent support, and friendly victors from BCT One are hauling ass past us, over!"

Overlord radioed back quickly, "Roger. Brigade Combat Team one has already peeled off an LAV to provide Suppression, over"

Ramirez pushed up more, tripping over a dead Rangers body. Crawling away he saw a Bradley pull up near the Department hammering the Russians inside with its bushmaster.

M4 crouched down to look at Ramirez, "You good? You look like shit."

"I'm good, I just tripped over someone that's all." Ramirez pushed himself off the ground.

An explosion went off meters away from him sending two Rangers tumbling down not getting back up.

"Come on 4 we gotta move."

"All right! BCT Ones LAV has them Suppressed! Get ready to move on my mark." Sgt. Foley held up his hand.

"Ready...!"

Ramirez's heart started to beat faster and harder. He gripped the M4 harder and sweat started to beat down his forehead.

"Go go go!"

Ramirez ran across the street as gunfire rained down upon him hitting the pavement behind him.

M4 suppressed the windows to let Sgt. Foley and Dunn run. Before running inside.

Ramirez killed a Russian upon entering. The Russians body collapsed to the floor. Ramirez snapped to another target to the left hiding behind a support pillar. The Russians head peaked out only to get hit with 5.56.

Another Russian was out on the 2nd floor firing down at him. M4 ran past the door and fired a burst killing him.

"Ooh nice shot M4!" Ramirez yelled as he was reloading a mag.

M4's face turned a bit crimson, "it was programmed..." she whispered.

"Use your grenade launchers! Use them!" Sgt. Foley yelled.

Ramirez promptly switched to his sending one down on the upstairs. Obliterating any Russians that we're there.

The fighting to get to the upstairs was brutal Cpl. Dunn had to punch one to death and Sgt. Foley gunned down the rest.

"Samuels hit! He's hit need a medic over here!"

"ебать ебать ебать ебать!"

"Kill that son of a bitch!"

"Слева от вас рейнджер!"

"Overlord" Sgt. Foley said over the radio, "this is Hunter 2-1 Actual. Proceeding to the mezzanine. Tell the LAV from BCT One to hold their fire, over

"Copy that 2-1, good hunting."

"Hostiles suppressed in Section Two-Echo"

"Roger that, 2-1"

Cpl. Dunn looked out the window seeing the destruction outside, "That's the frickin' Capitol building man..."

The Radio spring to life, "This is Delta 4-1 at the Lincoln Memorial. We are taking heavy fire, request arty and airstrike support on our position. Send what ever you got! Broken arrow, broken arrow!"

Ramirez and the team moved up towards a destroyed section of the building. A large gaping hole was quickly covered by a MI-28 gunship flying past them.

Another Russian was taken down when M4 shot him in the head.

"Hunter 2-1 be advised, hostiles on the southwest content of the fifth floor are hammering the evac site, over"

"Solid copy overlord. We are Oscar mike to the fifth floor. Out."

Sgt. Foley looked back at Ramirez, "stand by to engage... Now!"

Ramirez popped out grenade launcher in hand and blasted them. A Russian sprinted across the hall towards cover M4 gunned him down.

"Frag out! Frag out!" Called out a Ranger, moments later a grenade exploded down the hall. Screams of horror followed the blast as a Russian crawled out of his cover with a mauled leg.

M4 took a breath in and winced putting a bullet in him. As she past the body the Russian could be no older then she looked to be. M4 sighed and regrouped with Sgt. Foley.

Down the hallway a group soldiers cleared out the other side of the Russian defenses, "Hunter 2-1 that you?" Called out a voice from the hallway.

"Hitman 3-4?" Sgt. Foley yelled back.

"Affirmative that's us."

The SEALS popped out of the corridors. Nods were made and handshakes exchanged.

"M4 is that you?" Said a seal dressed in a hoody, her pink hair covered by a black baseball cap and some sort of antenna coming from the sides of her head. She hovers over to M4 giving her a big ol' bear hug.

M4's eyes widened, "S-sop? I thought you were with 141?"

"They had to do something without me, said I would be better used here in the states. Heard they were going to a G-gu-la-g or something like that." She had this almost innocent child like behavior attached to her.

Ramirez rubbed his fingers against his chin when did he hear the name Sopmod? He snapped his fingers, 'It's her sister!' He said to himself.

Sopmod stopped hugging M4 and the two teams started to clear buildings. Sopmod had a puppy like behavior. Unlike M4 she was loud and fought like a wild beast. Jumping and leaping around firing her grenade launcher at any poor Russian soldier that happen to come across her.

Closer the Rangers were to the "crows nest". Where the Russians were giving fire support to the troops down below.

"She's your sister?" Ramirez said behind cover, M4 was besides him reloading a magazine.

M4 nodded, "Shes named M4 Sopmod, but we usually call her Sop or soppo. She acts like the younger sibling to us. Always getting into trouble and fights. In combat as you see she is a force to be reckoned with and is why she got recruited into a task force called 141."

"So your the oldest?"

"No, M16 is."

"Ramirez get up here!" Sgt. Foley yelled through the radio, "we have visual on the crows nest here. Take it out!"

Ramirez sighed, "see you later alligator"

M4 looked at him confusingly, "What...?"

Ramirez entered a room where Sgt. Foley and Cpl. Dunn are in waiting to breach a double door leading into the next room.

"Ramirez get up here quickly" Dunn whispered as loud as he could without sounding too loud.

Ramirez hobbled his way towards the two and kicked down the door spraying the Russians inside. On the outside the Russians in the crows nest started to notice them. It was too late as the remaining Russians were gunned down before they got up.

Sgt. Foley radios in to Overlord, "Overlord this is Hunter 2-1 we have secured the enemies crows nest on the southwest corner."

"Overlord copies all. The Evac site at the Washington monument reports several away. They are still vulnerable. Can you provide covering fire from your position?"

"Roger that were sitting on a stockpile of enemy munitions, we'll dig in and burn through the ammo."

Sgt. Foley turns to Ramirez and Ramirez internally screams inside, "Ramirez! Get on that sniper rifle and scan for targets southwest of the Washington monument."

Ramirez lays down and sees the rifle a Barrett .50 cal with a thermal attached to it. He grips it tightly and shoulders the behemoth. Aiming down the sights he sees Russian soldiers advancing on the monument.

He fires a round taking an arm off one of the soldiers. Again he fires striking one in the head, another one gets hit in the leg.

"Goddamn Ramirez your doing work!" Cpl. Dunn yells

Ramirez takes out the last soldier running away after seeing his friends get taken out. He gets off the sniper and picks up a Javelin.

"One rocket away" Ramirez mutters to himself and the rocket makes its way towards a enemy gunship taking it down.

Ramirez fires another one making its way towards a BTR taking it out.

"Hunter 2-1 get out of there!You've bought the evac some valuable time, but your in danger of being over run!" Overlord yells through the radio

Sgt. Foley reloads his rifle, "we have to make it to the roof tops let's move everybody!"

Russian and American jets flew overhead in a frantic dive to get out of one another's sights. A chinook flies past a window looking like Swiss cheese barely able to take off. Frantic calls of Rangers on other sites over the Radio.

"Ramirez! Get on that mini gun!" Yelled Sgt. Foley

Sgt. Foley was making some commands over the radio. Ramirez was too distracted by the literal Russian gunship aiming at them. He let out a very long burst towards it taking it out with the help of another Ranger with a javelin.

"We'll do what we can from the air out!"

"Ramirez you hear what he said? Or you too focused on that gunship." Sgt. Dunn said

"I mean, not anymore since the gunships no more." Ramirez cracked out a joke making Dunn groan.

Without warning or notice a SAM hit a little bird next to the chopper Ramirez was in. The poor thing spun wildly for a few seconds throwing the Rangers off of it screaming. Until it crashed into the ground in a huge fireball.

Sgt. Foley pointed towards the WW2 memorial, "light them up!"

Ramirez did as told firing very long concentrated bursts at the enemies down below. The occasional RPG past by closely almost hitting the chopper. Small arms fire from the Russians below kept hitting the chopper bouncing off or doing little to no damage.

The chopper went in low and Ramirez took his time shooting at the Russians below. He could feel his teeth grit at the entire scene that played out before him.

Another SAM hit the 2nd little bird making it explode mid air a propeller blade hit the Blackhawk in the side. Ramirez could hear the metal on metal clash against each other.

A piece of metal hit his helmet making him dazed a little.

"We still have a 2nd SAM battery we are going in!" Sgt. Foley yelled

"Ramirez!" M4 yelled, "you alright back there?"

Ramirez snapped out of it and kept firing. The chopper made its way up towards the rooftop. Ramirez's eyes opened in horror he counted at least 7 SAM sites on the building. No matter how much of the sites he destroyed those Turrets kept turning towards them.

A volley of missiles fired towards him hitting the tail rotor of the chopper, an explosion rocket the chopper sending it towards the ground. The screams inside the chopper filled his ear. M4 was hugging Sopmod tightly and Cpl. Dunn hung on for dear life. Sgt. Foley was shouting something over the radio.

Ramirez was gripping on the mini gun so he wouldn't slip away and fly off to god knows where. One hand slipped off he used up all his strength to climb back on. He could see a building in the spinning flurry that was going on. Ramirez knew what was coming next yet he wasn't ready for it.

"Brace for impact!" The pilot yelled in desperation he tried to swing the chopper for a better place to crash then the building.

The last thing Ramirez could see was the sky and the top of a lamp post before his helmet hit something hard.

Ramirez went outcold.

Yet not seconds later he could feel brown hair touching his face. A throbbing pain in his head and his body hurt like hell.

He could see M4 desperately trying to shake him awake under heavy gun fire.

"Ramirez come on wake up!" She yelled "Ramirez please. Just get up come on!"

He could feel the embrace of M4 hugging him tightly. Oh how much Ramirez wanted a miracle to happen to get them out of this fucked situation.

A/N: hola! took me too long to get this chapter finished. Real life sucks.

Anyways we have the introduction of Sopmod. The Russians will hopefully appear soon.

I have thought of ideas for the story to come after this and I'm thinking of M16 in CoD 4's story. With some snippets of all the SAS missions with M14 in all ghillied up and stuff like that. You can give me some suggestions on what it will be.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed the story!