Introduction:

A large man in seen inside a large chapel, in it he stood in front of a statue that sat at the top of a pedestal, the statue was a skeleton wearing a cloak and carrying a scythe.

"I am not a liar. I have killed thousands. I have fed more drugfiends than the top three pharmaceutical companies combined. I have stolen children from parents, wives from husbands." The man touched the statue's sides as where it stood had paintings of all the things he had done. "Wiped out entire generations. But lying- that I have never done. The rest are offences against humanity, lying is an offense against yourself. I am the head of the Santa Blanca Organization, which you call a 'cartel'." the man began as he moved from the walls, touching the murals.

"I dreamed of a land where we could grow our own coca, produce our own cocaine. Where we could run our business free from interference from the police, the government, the army." he touched the mural that represented Uncle Sam who was holding a hammer ready to pummel it to the ground. "The Yanquis.' he concluded as he looked at his hand 'Dirty.' he thought 'Someone should actually dust this place up.' he thought as he continued his soliloquy.

"In my dream, a woman's voice asked me." he gazed up to the cealing of the chapel. As the picture of the statue from before pointing at a mountain surrounded by angels.

"Sueño mijo what if you had you're own country." the woman's voice whispered as the man continued. "Like Moses I led my people to the promised land. Bolivia. We came here and bought the coca fields, what we couldn't buy we took. We bought the police, the military, the judges, the politicians. We were on the verge of becoming the government itself, on the razor's edge from fulfilling my dream." A mural of the man sitting on a golden chair as cupids flew above him, the man was throwing money to a man in General uniform and a man in a politician uniform.

"Of creating a narco state. The nation of Santa Blanca."

Meanwhile in San Francisco.

In a local bar, a blond man is seen sitting alone in one of the booths. He had just one drink on his table. Water. Because hydration was key in his line of work. The man's blue eyes we're just staring at the menu that laid in front of him, for some reason he couldn't just choose what so ever.

His dog tags clinked against one another as he went to pick up his drink, taking a gulp, he sighed in relief as his thirst was quenched.

"Are you stalking me?" the blond man gazed up from his menu to see a brunette waitress in her late 20s. "I'm sorry what?" the man asked "I mean you always come in here everyday, sit in this exact booth and order nothing but a free glass of water. Not only that you're always looking at me."

The man just chuckled "Woah there don't get to ahead of yourself, just cause I come in hear doesn't mean I'm here for you, let me give you a call to reality, lady. The world doesn't revolve around you."

The woman just rolled her eyes as she was about to go away. "Hey I'm joking can't you take a joke." the woman turned back as she scoffed. "Well you're jokes are pretty terrible."

"Well I should tell you, I can make you laugh."

"Oh really...no one has ever made me laugh." she smirked "Oh really...well then sit down please." the woman did so. "Alright hit me with your best shot."

"Okay here one -Why do night owls enjoy breakups?"

"I don't know."

"Because- Ain't no sunshine when she's gone." the girl didn't laugh but just snickered.

"Okay let's try this- Relationships are a lot like algebra. Have you ever looked at your X and wondered Y?"

"Really? A play of words. You sure have a sense of humour." the blond man chuckled "I mean I'm just lightening the mood." the girl nudged her shoulders "O-okay." she replied.

"Okay how about this- What did the fish say when he swam into a wall?"

"What?"

"Dam." there was silence as the girl just laughed slightly. "Really...I mean like seriously. Did you hear that joke in what kindergarten?"

"Yeah in kindergarten...anyway who are you?"

"Excuse me?" she stated confused

"Well it's just my aunt worked in a bar and she never wore heels to work where as you are, and everybody now's that a waitress works clockwork and they're feet would be pancakes come closing time if they wore those...so I'll ask you again who are you?" the woman's stare changed on the spot.

"I'm impressed...you were able to see that small little detail of mine...anyway." the woman took out a tablet which she handed to the blond who hesitantly took it. "The Agency wants you back to work. Naruto Uzumaki." the woman stated as the blond just sighed heavily. "But I still had a week of my vacation days."

"Well where you're going is sort off a vacation...anyway here's your briefing. Last week a crude explosive detonated outside the US Embassy in La Paz, Bolivia. The recovery team found two Marine Embassy Guards injured due to the blast. Two days later, a CIA asset in central Bolivia provided us with these images." Naruto checked out the pictures on the tablet. "Sheesh they didn't give him a break." Naruto muttered

"Our analysts have identified the individual in the photos as DEA special agent Ricardo Sandoval. My friend." the woman slightly saddened. "My condolences." Naruto stated "Thanks. Anyway, Sandoval has...or should I say had spent the last six years investigating the local cocaine industry. Our understanding is that Sandoval was the intended target of the bombing but when it failed, the assassination was completed up close and personal. Sandoval was captured, tortured and killed. Then his body was dumped. We have yet to recover it."

"I hope we get it soon, someone like that doesn't deserve to have his body rot in the dirt."

"I couldn't agree more, but anyway. Our target is the group responsible for the embassy bombing and the death of Special Agent Sandoval, is the drug trafficking organization commonly known as the Santa Blanca Cartel. Yesterday they were just narcos. Today they're narco-terrorists."

"And because of this you guys want to cancel my vacation days."

"You'll get your days back Agent Uzumaki but for now were gonna need you to use your Ghost training since initially the Bolivian government resisted the cartel and they formed Unidad, a Bolivian special forces unit. It didn't go as planned. Thousands of bodies later-politicians, officers and journalists have become an endangered species. The Bolivian government has imploded on itself. With no options, the new president made a deal with Santa Blanca 'You stop killing our people, we'll look the other way."

"Just like Pablo."

"Well for a few months till he killed a politician anyway back to the case. Since then Santa Blanca has turned Bolivia into a nexus of the South American drug trade, with their friends in Mexico, they also have a clear pipeline to the U.S and Canada. The only way to stop Santa Blanca for good is to completely dismantle them, piece by piece. The cartel is organized into four operations. Production, Smuggling, Security and Influence. At the top of it all is: El jefe de los jefes."

"Boss of bosses." Naruto translated as the woman nodded. "El Sueño." when the briefing ended Naruto just handed the tablet back.

"So now what?"

The woman stood up. "We go to the airport, the sooner we get to Bolivia the sooner you can go back on vacation." Naruto just sighed as he also stood up.

Naruto was currently in his work attire that consisted of a green short sleeve shirt, denim jeans, a 5.11 VTAC LBE Tactical Vest, Hiking Shoes, black tinted sunglasses and a 5.11 Rush72 backpack.

He was on a helicopter as the past hours have been rather busy, he had to change into his clothing and he also had to sneak into the country via a sheep transport. So him being in a chopper than being bamboozled by sheep was really breathtaking, looking outside of the plane, he saw the tropic trees of the region as the moon's light glimpsed over it.

"I guess you've been down here awhile." Naruto started a conversation with the woman from the bar. "I've been living as Karen Bowman, international aid worker, for just about five years, it means living rough, but as a cover it gets me out and about." the blond woman replied back as she was out of the waitress outfit into some casual clothes including a denim jacket. "At least you have a helicopter, if I asked for this they would say they mission had to be at a very high priority."

"But this is a high priority."

"Well this mission is on par with the Agency's director's son's homecoming dance."

"Wait...really?!" Naruto nodded at Karen's reply. "How'd you get in country?" one of the Ghosts asked the one sitting beside him. "I flew in business class from Manaus." he stated "Hey I'm refreshed and ready for work, right?" he joked as the other soldier spoke "I just hitched rides from Barranco, Peru." As everyone got to know each other Naruto found out what each of them did and their names.

The team consists of your's truly Naruto as the team leader and support gunner, vehicle and assault specialist "Midas", hacker and tactical engineer "Holt", and their sniper "Weaver".

"This joint task force is CIA, DEA, and JSOC. I'm your resident spook for this ride. Welcome to Operation Kingslayer."

When the chopper landed everyone got off to find a South American militia man waiting for them, when they approached him the chopper left as he spoke when it was in a safe distance. "Five soldiers. This is the help you promised? That Sandoval promised. A single Yankee dead, so you send a handful of soldiers. Hundreds of Bolivian have died from Santa Blanca's bullets. Where will my hundred soldiers come from?" he questioned.

"As Americans we aren't here remember? These 'soldiers' are the best covert ops team our country has to offer. With their help, you won't need hundreds of soldiers." Karen replied. "Are you familiar with the word hubris, senora Bowman?"

"Ghost meet Pac Katari, leader of the resistance group Kataris 26."

"Sup, I'm Ghost." Naruto greeted the man. "Are you kidding me."