The low, steady roar of a chopper is heard in the distance, with the navigation lights of a UH-60 shining in the dark night. One of the crew members on board; a black-haired girl, looks at her watch. It is currently 23:00 hours. Sighing, she pulls her sleeve back up to cover the watch, followed by pulling the charging handle back on her M4A1 to ensure a round is chambered. Satisfied, she taps her feet to the main theme of a video game as the helicopter approaches its insertion point. With a soft thunk, the chopper lands on the grassy area near a highway, prompting the girl to open up the left door and exit, followed by three guys and three girls behind her.
The girl picks up her radio, pushing the PTT button down and speaking. Her voice is soft and quiet. "This is M4A1. We're at the insertion zone."
"Proceed as planned, over. Remember, you're here to eliminate all enemies and secure Chernobyl."
M4A1 nods before turning her head to look back at the group behind her. Ing, Yuri, Shelly (what kind of a name is that yeesh) and Ed stare back at her, with AK-12 and AN-94 behind them. A sigh escapes her lips before she shrugs. "Okay, single file and please, move quietly!"
A chorus of "Yes, ma'am" sounds behind her, making the Doll roll her eyes before she starts moving, remembering to turn off her Anti-Human protocols and telling the other two to do so as well.
Operation Cobalt is a go.
The team slowly move forward, grass and stone crunching under their feet as they approach the Chernobyl power plant. "12?" AN-94 looks at AK-12, who still has her eyes closed but is silently moving along, a tiny smile on her face. "Yes, 94?"
"Do you think we'll find other Dolls there?" 12 keeps following the group while thinking, but 94's question leads to everyone stopping and looking at the duo. M4 raises an eyebrow, her lips curling up as 12 replies, "We might. What did the briefing say, M4?" M4 looks at her notes that she received before leaving the base, her eyes widening in horror as she scans it a second time after reading it. "It seems that we may have zombies here."
Surprisingly, the news is taken rather well, indicated by the other members just shrugging and not saying anything. M4 looks at Ing, who simply replies, "We're a PMC. Come on, we got a job to do." M4 nods before returning to the lead, moving towards the walls that surround Chernobyl. Finally reaching them, the team head through a gap in the wall before moving towards another building, with M4 raising her hand to halt the group. "12, come here!"
Surprised, 12 moves up towards M4 before opening her eyes in shock at what she sees. In front of the entire group are multiple insurgents armed with Russian gear and armor, standing in a checkpoint. 12 attaches a suppressor to her rifle, the others following when they catch sight of the group. After readying her weapon, M4 raises it, putting the ACOG over an insurgent but keeps her finger off the trigger. "Ing, target that sniper."
"On it. Shelly, there's a machinegunner- you see him?"
"I got him. Katya, anti-personnel guy with an RPG."
"Yep."
M4 slowly releases her breath, her eyes glued to an insurgent even as she pulls the trigger. Suppressed shots ring out in the night as insurgents drop like flies, but not before the team come under fire. Shelly flinches as a bullet goes past her ear - Yuri makes short work of the insurgent that opened fire on them. Another round goes past 94 and into M4's leg - a quiet yelp of pain heard from her as it goes right through. M4 retreats into cover, grabbing a bandage and putting pressure on the wound with one hand as she bandages her leg up with her other hand. Slowly getting to her feet, she looks at the group concernedly. They look back at her before Shelly asks, "What now?"
M4 sighs softly, with 94 shooting her another concerned look that she brushes off. "We're going to finish this mission and go home."
The team's NVGs are lowered as they move, with M4, 12 and 94 switching to thermals every few minutes to check if there're any enemies around. Spotting none, the team continue moving towards the main courtyard, eventually reaching another building that borders said courtyard. M4's eyes widen in horror again, the girl doing a double-take at what she's seeing- zombies are everywhere. "Fuck." Slinking back into cover, the team spot more insurgents near the distance, cringing when the zombies find said insurgents and sprint towards them. One of the insurgents opens fire, killing one zombie before more swarm him, the rest falling to the horde like ants. Meanwhile, as the team slowly move away from the horde, 94 calls in an airstrike on the zombies as they leave the area, relief flooding her and the team as they see the horde burn to death.
After moving up a little further, 94 spots an Mi-8 dropping troops off, her eyes following them even as she alerts M4 and the team to this. The team move into cover, each one aiming at an insurgent - there are about eight of them - and opening fire. The insurgents drop immediately, their heads marred with bullet holes as the last one attempts to return fire. Shelly rushes up to him, the insurgent screaming as the former's foot flies into his groin, with a punch to his stomach doubling him over. Fuming, Shelly grabs his neck, staring into his eyes before smirking.
A soft snap is heard before she drops the lifeless body, dusting her hands off as she rejoins the group. They look at her for a minute, 12 raising an eyebrow at her. "Interesting." Shelly shrugs, as if to say "it can't be helped" before the team engage more insurgents.
"This is M4A1, we are under heavy fire! WE NEED BACKUP, NOW!" M4 screams into her radio, her voice mixed in with the sounds of bullets flying as waves of insurgents close in. Out of the corner of his eye, Ed spots US Army helicopters move into the area before tapping M4's shoulder and pointing to them. Her lips curl into a small smile as the team watch troops fast rope in, returning fire to the insurgents that are almost on them. At the same time, AH-64s provide CAS to the troops on the ground, engaging zombies that are drawn to the noise and turning them into paste. A soldier moves over to M4, smiling a little before he informs them that they need to evac, followed by M4 nodding prior to moving toward a CH-47 that's waiting for them. Soldiers cover the team's dash to the helicopter, followed by troops extracting. Startled, M4 gasps before raising her carbine, Dolls dropping as her rounds find their marks. The rest of the soldiers immediately engage the Dolls.
AGM-114s, Hydra 70s and 30mm rounds make short work of the Dolls, leaving a mess of flesh, metal and body parts behind as the group leave the Area of Operations.