1 Chapter Four: In The Heat of The Night…
A Codec call came through. Snake's gruff voice responded, "Otacon, We have found some information on the man running this operation."
"Who is it snake?"
"His name is Drake Milford. He was born blind in the village near there."
"Blind?" Otacon said in wonder, "How could a man who was born blind put together an operation of this magnitude?"
"He might have been born blind, but his other senses are ten times more acute than any average person's senses would be."
"Ten times? Well, I'd better be careful then."
"No need for that just yet. As far as we know, he hasn't arrived yet. He was on a trip to seal the deal for all the land he was using, and he hasn't gotten back yet."
"Well, that's good. Have you found out what I need to do yet?"
"Yeah, We managed to locate a bunker near where you are, you can tell the one because it has an insignia of an ivory bullet on the side. That is the official insignia of the organization that has built the LRA. They call themselves the Ivory Shell. We need you to get inside that bunker and the specifications of this model. It will give us and idea of what it is capable of, and it will also give you a better idea of how you should handle it."
"Ok," replied Otacon as he scanned the horizon for a bunker. "I'll try my best." Otacon stood up, after spotting the bunker. It was beginning to get cold; the sun had gone down about a half an hour ago. Otacon examined his limited arsenal. Two rations, a bandage, and a SOCOM pistol with ten shots. Raiding a bunker was not going to be the easiest item on the menu. Otacon ran the short distance to the bunker and pressed himself up against the wall. He glanced over the side and saw what looked like headlights shining on the ground. He could also hear a motor of some kind running. He inched toward the sound, and then looked around the other corner. A woman in her mid 20's was talking with a guard. "So, you did find the man who fell from the helicopter we drove from here." She asked, tweaking with the gas valve on the flamethrower she had in the back of the flatbed truck that was next to her. "Yes ma'am" The guard replied. "Make sure that the others know that there is the possibility of an intruder." She turned from him and got in the truck. Otacon squinted to get a better look at the stuff in the back. The woman in the truck looked in the rearview mirror, jumped in surprise, and gunned the engine. Otacon knew he had been spotted again. The truck flew at him, but only hit wall. Otacon had leapt out of the way. The woman, though slightly dazed, got out of the car and ran to the contents of the flatbed. She pulled out the flamethrower, twisted the gas valve until it fell off, and pointed it at Otacon. "I guess I have no choice." Otacon thought, and raised his gun. "It's gonna be a long day tomorrow, I guess this should be a warm up of sorts."
A Codec call came through. Snake's gruff voice responded, "Otacon, We have found some information on the man running this operation."
"Who is it snake?"
"His name is Drake Milford. He was born blind in the village near there."
"Blind?" Otacon said in wonder, "How could a man who was born blind put together an operation of this magnitude?"
"He might have been born blind, but his other senses are ten times more acute than any average person's senses would be."
"Ten times? Well, I'd better be careful then."
"No need for that just yet. As far as we know, he hasn't arrived yet. He was on a trip to seal the deal for all the land he was using, and he hasn't gotten back yet."
"Well, that's good. Have you found out what I need to do yet?"
"Yeah, We managed to locate a bunker near where you are, you can tell the one because it has an insignia of an ivory bullet on the side. That is the official insignia of the organization that has built the LRA. They call themselves the Ivory Shell. We need you to get inside that bunker and the specifications of this model. It will give us and idea of what it is capable of, and it will also give you a better idea of how you should handle it."
"Ok," replied Otacon as he scanned the horizon for a bunker. "I'll try my best." Otacon stood up, after spotting the bunker. It was beginning to get cold; the sun had gone down about a half an hour ago. Otacon examined his limited arsenal. Two rations, a bandage, and a SOCOM pistol with ten shots. Raiding a bunker was not going to be the easiest item on the menu. Otacon ran the short distance to the bunker and pressed himself up against the wall. He glanced over the side and saw what looked like headlights shining on the ground. He could also hear a motor of some kind running. He inched toward the sound, and then looked around the other corner. A woman in her mid 20's was talking with a guard. "So, you did find the man who fell from the helicopter we drove from here." She asked, tweaking with the gas valve on the flamethrower she had in the back of the flatbed truck that was next to her. "Yes ma'am" The guard replied. "Make sure that the others know that there is the possibility of an intruder." She turned from him and got in the truck. Otacon squinted to get a better look at the stuff in the back. The woman in the truck looked in the rearview mirror, jumped in surprise, and gunned the engine. Otacon knew he had been spotted again. The truck flew at him, but only hit wall. Otacon had leapt out of the way. The woman, though slightly dazed, got out of the car and ran to the contents of the flatbed. She pulled out the flamethrower, twisted the gas valve until it fell off, and pointed it at Otacon. "I guess I have no choice." Otacon thought, and raised his gun. "It's gonna be a long day tomorrow, I guess this should be a warm up of sorts."