[] "Colonel Merlo" []
[] 20:00 []
[] Wyatt "Wraith" Watson []
[] Ghost Recon []
[] Bolivia []
"That's seven around the COMMS building. Weaver, you got eyes on the sniper?" Wraith asked through the radio.
"I got him targeted" Weaver responded. The Ghost sniper currently remained at at a hill east of the base, watching over the rest of the squad. With jammers in the base, it's best that at least one operative can see clearly.
Wraith's flying drone attempted to get a bit closer, but unfortunately that annoying static filled up the screen. "Damn, that's as far as I can get. Weaver, any chance you can see the jammer?" he asked with hope.
"Negative Sir" Weaver replied with the bad news.
"Well that's unfortunate. Team, stay on alert" Wraith ordered as he watched his drone fly back into his hand.
As he puts away the airborne device, the rest of his team responded with a "Copy that" through the radio. Midas and Holt managed to say it in unison. The two were just two peas in a pod.
As of right now, Wraith currently remains at the northeast entrance of the Unidad FOB. He managed to take out one of the armored soldiers who's body laid right besides the him. Midas was ordered to find an entrance south of the base while Holt remained further back behind Wraith in order to provide cover fire if necessary.
"Midas, what's your status?" Wraith asked through COMMS.
"I'm in position. On your mark" Midas readied himself.
"Holt, on me. Remember team, once we enter, our HUDs go blind" Wraith warned before entering the base. Once they find that jammer, they'll be able to see again. He kept his suppressed M4 assault rifle raised as he approached a couple oil barrels for cover. Up above was military netting the two Ghosts used as a roof to hide from incoming helicopters alongside the Unidad snipers on the watch towers. "Let's see here" Wraith mumbled as he reaches for his binoculars. He zoomed in and noticed three soldiers patrolling. Two were together while one leaned against one of the shipping containers. "Holt, does that look like the jammer to you?" Wraith asked before offering the binoculars to the squad's engineer.
While looking through the binoculars, Holt formed a grin on his face. "Yeah, that's the one. Want to take him out?" Holt asked while removing the binoculars from his face.
"Not yet. Somebody's going to spot the body" Wraith dismissed the idea. He pressed his left hand against his earpiece to tap back into COMMS. "Midas. You read?" he checked on the assault rifleman. There was nothing but static from his side. "Looks like there's a jammer near Midas" Wraith said to Holt. "Weaver, provide cover for Midas. Relocate your position if you have to. There's another jammer that I need you to find. Take him out on my mark" the Ghost team leader orders the squad sniper.
"Yes Sir" Weaver responded before moving out.
Meanwhile, Wraith and Holt advanced their way closer to the three tangos near them. The sandbags and street dividers provided cover which kept the Ghosts hidden. The sun was also beginning to set, so the next stages of this final operation should be easier. Eventually the two made their way to the shipping container at the end of the row. About three shipping containers down were where the two Unidad soldiers were at. However, the unlucky lads were moving towards the Ghosts. More specifically, right into the tip of their blades. Although they're at risk at being spotted by the jammer, they both have a fast enough reaction time to unholster their sidearm and fire.
The volume of the Bolivian soldiers' chatter got louder louder. Once the two silhouettes came into Wraith's sight, he grabbed the nearest one. Holt followed up before the second one can alert the other soldiers. The Bolivians were silenced once their necks were sliced open by M9 bayonets.
"Look at that. The poor guy didn't spot us" Holt pointed at the jammer. "We should take him out quickly though" he suggests. When the two advanced, they noticed their HUDs have gone quiet. They were now in the jammer's range. Thankfully, Weaver is a smart operative. He should be able to put two and two together.
"I'll leave him to you" Wraith offers to the young operative. "Go ahead and take point" he tells Holt, who simply nodded and pulled out his suppressed sidearm just in case. Wraith made sure to follow behind the optimistic Ghost, keeping watch of the rest of the area until their target is taken out. Holt had finished the job, killing the tango the same way he killed the previous one. Wraith watched as his radar came back to view in his glasses. The static from the COMMS also cleared up.
"Does anybody copy?" a voice came from the COMMS channel. The voice was easily recognizably. It appears that Midas is no longer jammed.
"Wraith here" he responded to the Ghost rifleman.
"Glad to be able to hear your voice again, buddy" Holt chimed in.
Midas ignored his friend, and instead focused on informing his leader. "It looks like there's one more jammer here. My drone can't get to the COMMS building" Midas informed.
"I liked it better when we fought Santa Blanca. They didn't have these pricks roaming around. It made the job easier" Holt commented through COMMS for the rest of the Ghost to hear. Although they didn't acknowledge the comment, they couldn't help but agree with their talkative squad mate.
"Midas, I want you to hold your position. We're going to rendezvous at your location" Wraith ordered before turning towards Holt. "Hide the bodies in the containers" he said before approaching one of the dead soldiers.
"Sniper are down" Weaver notified the rest of the Ghost team. Wraith had ordered him to take out the sniper positioned at the watch tower near Midas' position. If it weren't for the continuous patrols, the squad could have taken all the snipers out from the start.
As of now, the three operators in the base reside in a small armory which was built next to a barrack. Midas has been putting work before Wraith's and Holt's arrival. The quiet Ghost had dropped two soldiers in the armory alongside three sleeping in the barrack.
"Weaver, why don't you take out the alarm?" Holt asked.
"No can do. Too many enemies around. My rifle will leave a noticeable dent if I shoot it" the sniper explained.
Holt sighed. "I don't know man. I don't like the idea of that the thing is still up and running" he complained.
"I can take it out" Midas offered. "They probably won't notice a 9mm bullet from the ground" he commented while pulling out his sidearm."
Wraith nodded. It seemed like a more logical idea. While there was a risk, it was less compared to having Weaver shoot it. Still, the team needs to focus on getting inside the heavily guarded COMMS building. Weaver will be ordered to take out the sniper, but him alone won't be enough to defend the rest if Unidad were to swarm the team.
"Midas, grab some C4 from the explosives crate. We might need them later" Wraith orders his squadmate who would simply follow the given orders. "Alright, let's get started" Wraith announced while pulling out his drone. He crouched down and got his phone ready to operate the device. It flew out the barracks and made its way over the targeted building. "Looks like the patrol remained the same." Wraith tried getting closer but unfortunately there was still jamming, causing him to curse under his breath. He'll have to keep the drone outside of the jamming range. "Midas, Holt, advance towards the building. Weaver, provide cover fire. I'll scout the surrounding area for you two" Wraith ordered his team. Immediately, everyone moved out.
Midas and Holt were now visible on the screen of Wraith's phone. Too bad he can't communicate with them when that damn jammer is out and about. He noticed that Midas pulled through in taking out the alarm with his pistol.
Wraith continued to maneuver the drone around the building, he noticed that there were only four soldiers outside. The other two must be inside, not including the sniper. "Weaver, keep your sights on the sniper. When you see any of us engage an enemy, take the fucker out" Wraith ordered his sniper.
"Copy that, Sir" Weaver responded, ready to comply with the order.
"Weapons free if we're spotted. Better to be safe than sorry" Wraith gave his last order before joining Midas and Holt in the assault. He kept his drone hovering above the building though. There should be enough batteries for it to remain active after all.
"Here so soon Boss?" Holt asked when noticing his squad leader right behind him. The Ghosts were hidden behind a large sandbag wall resting next to the alarm tower.
"Here's the plan, Holt, advance towards the north entrance and take out the guard posted there. Midas, you see that guard at the staircase? Put him down when I start advancing" Wraith ordered, ignoring Holt's remark, as he does often. "Let's go" Wraith started the engagement. Holt immediately moved out, hugging the building wall as he advanced with pistol in hand. When Holt was halfway towards his target, Wraith started moving. The Bolivian posted at the staircase spotted Wraith and was about ready to aim his rifle, but a split second after noticing the Ghost, Midas had fired a bullet into his skull.
Wraith broke into a sprint and quickly turned the corner of the building. An armored Unidad soldier jumped upon the Ghost operative's sudden appearance. The hostile Bolivian tried to raise his heavy LMG, but it took too long. By the time the gun was halfway raised, Wraith had already stabbed his knife through an eye socket. He'd then pull the combat knife out, letting the body fall onto the ground. He'd quickly sheath the knife before unslinging his rifle and crouching down. This soldier was guarding a side entrance that Wraith planned on entering from. He'd raise his weapon and discretely begin to enter. Once through the doorway he notice Holt put a soldier into a chokehold. At the same time, the fellow Ghost aimed his pistol towards another soldier and fired a shot into his neck. Blood squirted out, staining the black balaclava before the soldier dropped. Holt then executed the soldier in his arms by pressing the suppressed barrel against the man's head and pulling the trigger. That ended up leaving a mess on Holt's face and white shemagh. The operator didn't seem to mind though, the twisted fuck.
"Stole your kill?" the young Ghost teased while approaching the soldier who he shot in the neck. "Looks like he's the jammer" Holt pointed out. Wraith checked his HUD to confirm it. To his relief the ghosts had their radar back. They also managed to get an update from Weaver through COMMS.
"I took out the sniper. Is Merlo in the building?" Weaver asked about the enemy leader.
"We're about to find out" Wraith responded before aiming his rifle and heading towards the staircase.
"You got two options: tell us where to find Colonel Merlo or spend the rest of your life dead" Wraith would have his M4's barrel pointed at his captive's center mass. "Your call" he threatened.
The scared Bolivian sat against the corner of the room, terrified for his life. Wraith had already shot a warning shot into the wall right next to him, intimidating the Unidad personnel.
"Okay! Okay!" the man broke. He gulped when noticing Midas come up the staircase to stand next to Holt. "He's inspecting the men out at the big bridge, southwest of here. But he's ready for you" the man warned while cheekily trying to get the last laugh.
Wraith sighed as he lowered his weapon. That threat was very needless. The Ghost leader turned towards his two squad mates. They stared at each other briefly before Wraith quickly tilted his head towards their prisoner. That got a response from both Ghosts. As if they read Wraith's mind, they nodded to their leader and approached the Bolivian.
"W-w-what are you doing!?" the poor man shrieked as his back pressed up against the wall. His face then received the butt of not one, but two rifle stocks.
"Rendezvous south of the base Weaver. We found the Colonel" Wraith ordered through COMMS. "Hopefully" he mumbled the last comment under his breath for only himself to hear.
"Weapons free! Weapons free!" Wraith repeated through COMMS. He unloaded a clip at a squad of Unidad soldiers guarding the entrance of the bridge. While Wraith did take out a good amount on his own, the rest of his squad made sure to provide cover. Just like last time, Weaver laid back and allowed the other three to advance. There were snipers at the towers built at the middle of the bridge that he needed to counter. However, the numbers they were up against was just too much for a single squad of four to handle.
"Shit! I'm pinned down over here!" Weaver announced through COMMS. He managed to roll behind the hill he remained on as cover. Unless Wraith and the others do something about the snipers, Weaver would need to avoid peeking. Relocating was also an option, but that would take too long, leaving the squad at risk without sniper support.
"Copy that Weaver. We'll think up something" Wraith responded before taking out his drone. "Midas! Strap some C4 to my drone! Holt! Suppress fire towards incoming soldiers!"
Everyone immediately went to work. They used the cover of the Unidad vehicles parked at the bridge entrance. Holt made use of his customized Mk17, landing shot after shot in order to keep his teammates safe. Once C4 was strapped onto Wraith's drone, he sent it towards the tower. His assault drone had a built in firearm which had a single shot available. Wraith would make sure not to waste it. The shot was used on one of the snipers pinning Weaver down. That should make it easier for the squad's second-in-command to finish off the rest. Wraith wasn't done yet though. There was a mortar that an Unidad soldier planned on using. Wraith would prevent that by landing the drone right next to the soldier. At first, the Bolivian was confused.
The poor guy was met with an explosion once Midas pressed the button on his detonator. As if the C4's explosion wasn't big enough, nearby mortars and other explosives ended up affected. And just like that, most of the enemy support was gone. Debris ended up falling, damaging even more of the enemy forces. With this distraction in place, Wraith advanced his squad further up the bridge. Weaver was able to pick off many tangos as they remained disoriented from the blasts.
"It sucks that the rebels turned their backs on us" Holt complained while reloading. He'd refer to the time they took out the Santa Blanca cartel with their CIA Handler, Bowman. Once he chambered a bullet into his weapon, he'd pop out of cover and fired back at his targets.
"Couldn't agree more" Wraith responded to the remark before tapping back into the radio. "Weaver, how are those snipers?"
"You won't have to worry about them anymore" Weaver updated.
"Good. The rest and I are going to advance on the objective. Make sure nobody sneaks up on our backs" Wraith gave another order. Before the assault, Weaver loaded a new magazine into his SR25 rifle. He'd then increase the zoom of his scope before sighting back in to provide support for his team.
When the time was right, Wraith and Midas vaulted over their cover while Holt covered the two. Once they found themselves behind what was left of a destroyed SUV, they exposed themselves from their cover to suppress fire for Holt. With the suppressive fire there, Holt sprinted towards his comrade while reloading his rifle at the same time. He'd slide behind cover besides his squadmates. Now behind safety, he'd look at his surroundings and spotted another vehicle that crashed against the railing of the bridge. There was a turret attached to the roof of the vehicle, causing Holt's eyes to light up with excitement as an idea developed in his head.
"You guys are going to like this" Holt looked at his fellow Ghosts before pointing at the turret. "Boss, I'm thinking that could prove useful to us."
Wraith was unsure by the young operative's plan, but Midas chimed in, assuring that the idea would wasn't terrible. "Sir, we're pretty pinned down right now. The extra firepower would really help." Poor Midas only had a KAC PDW SMG equipped. While he makes very good use of it, the lack of range of the weapon wasn't helping him within their situation.
"Alright, keep Holt from getting hit then" Wraith tells Midas before standing up and firing rounds from his M4 through the window of the damaged vehicle he hid against. At this point, Holt sprinted to the opposite side of the bridge, behind the vehicle with the turret. Holt then quickly climbed on top and positioned himself comfortably.
"Eat led!" he screams at the Bolivian soldiers before unleashing hell on them with the .50 Cal rounds. Their enemies either were ripped to shreds, or scared into cover.
"You need to stay with him. Merlo is mine" Wraith tells Midas. It didn't seem like the Ghost leader was up for discussion. This was how it was going to play out whether the rest of the squad liked it or not.
After reloading a full magazine into his M4, Wraith took a deep breath as he gave Midas a nod. The Ghost leader then made a break for it towards a makeshift sack placed at the center of the bridge. Based on the source from the F.O.B. COMMS tower, this was where their guy was. This was their final objective of the entire operation.
Wraith raised his rifle towards the front door. If it weren't for the help of his three squad mates, somebody would have picked him off by now. But with the Ghosts holding all the Unidad forces back, Wraith was able to open the door up with a single kick. He quickly entered to avoid catching a round on his back. The entrance was too quick though. The Colonel the Ghosts sought after had the jump on the Wraith.
Before he knew it, Wraith received a left hook onto his cheek, causing him to stumble back. The Colonel didn't plan on going down so easily. Before Wraith could recover, he was kicked in the stomach, causing him to drop his assault rifle. Wraith was currently disoriented, and was struggling to see now that his Cross Cam glasses had cracks on them. He quickly grabbed them and threw them aside. If he were any slower, he wouldn't be able to notice the incoming punch towards his temple.
Wraith weaved his way right, following up by grabbing the Colonel's arm and throwing a right elbow at his face. After that, he pulled out his sidearm and would fire several rounds into the Colonel's stomach. Wraith had no means of keeping his foe alive, so he kept firing until the body felt limp.
The Ghost leader would let go and allow his target to fall on its. He then immediately tapped into COMMS to confirm the kill. "Tango is down! I repeat, tango is down!' The next step is to get the hell out of here. "Midas, Holt, remember the plan" he tells the two while grabbing his rifle from the ground. Wraith then quickly rushed out of the shack and ran towards the ledge of the bridge. Without hesitation, he vaulted over the railings and jumped, diving headfirst. It was a long distance till his drop. He looked over and noticed that Midas and Holt were already free falling alongside him. Wraith gave them a thumbs up before opening up his parachute. "Weaver!" Wraith calls for his second-in-command through COMMS.
The sniper managed to get in the pick up truck he stowed away nearby. He took no time to hit the gas the moment he started up the vehicle. Meanwhile, the other three Ghost operatives landed somewhere in foliage near the streets. They had to quickly ditch the parachutes and sprint towards the roads. The Unidad soldiers managed to locate their landing and fired random shots from the bridge. The shots were too inaccurate to hit though. Eventually, Wraith, Midas, and Holt escaped through the treelines and found Weaver and his truck. As planned, Ghost team entered and would leave towards their extraction point. There, Socrative, their current CIA handler would await for them with a helicopter.
"That could have gone a lot smoother" Holt joked.
"I say take it. They could be chasing us, but we were fast enough to avoid that" Wraith pointed out.
With the mission all over, and the Ghosts back in the shadows, Wraith and his squad remained in a building attempting to get in contact with their previous employer, Bowman. Socrative had done his work in assisting them. Now it was up to Wraith to officially call in an extraction from out of the country.
"Ghost Actual, do you copy? Target has been neutralized" Wraith confirmed through COMMS.
After a brief moment of silence, the familiar female voice of Bowman replied. "Ghost Actual confirms. All callsigns hold station. Extract is incoming, over."
Once Bowman officially called the entire mission a success, Weaver spoke up to the other three members of the squad. "So we just cut off the head of the snake and now we walk away?"
Midas and Holt looked at each other and shrugged. The quiet Ghost took his bandanna off before finding a response to the question. "Not our call. Now the people get to choose what happens next."
Holt sighed and shook his head. "Something tells me that a lot of politicians that looked the other way is going to have a lot of angry folks coming after them."
With that, his friend Midas smiled. "Hey, that's democracy at work."
Eventually, the Ghost leader chimed in. "If you want to keep it, you have to fight for it. We did our part" he quickly ends the conversation.
As silence filled the room, it was quickly broken by the sound of a helicopter. Weaver seemed to be the first to notice for he was the one who's eyes wandered towards the doorway. He looked back at the rest of the squad and motioned to move out.
"Bowman works fast, huh?" Wraith commented.
"Heh. Yep" Weaver responded.