Metal Gear Solid 3: Enter the Patriots
Chapter 14
Target waved them off and went towards the back of Arsenal. The disc was in his hands. Better yet... History was in his hands. What would be on his conscious, a few million souls eh? America had taken just as many, maybe double. He could see the history books now. "The day Capitalism fell"
The estranged terrorist reached the control room via cargo elevator. Siren and Ocelot stood lounging and seem to be conversing on the matter at hand.
Ocelot notice him entering via the cargo elevator.
"Comrade, so you really going through with it?"
"Yes, I have no hesitation, once I enter this disc and the code its set." Target replied.
"No regrets eh? You have the heart and soul of a demon, I can see the burning fury in your eyes."
Target looked at him briefly and broke into a hysterical laughter.
"Such flattery, even though it contradictory? A demon can't have a heart or soul, if I'm correct." Target replied.
"So do my eyes deceive me on what I'm picturing before me?" Ocelot countered.
"I see, I guess I'm what can't exist, molded by a western democracy. I am real."
A smirk formed across Ocelot face, and he pondered.
"Yes go ahead my friend, do the Patriots work for them, you have no idea."
Target looked at Siren who seemed to be a bit fatigued, it seems her battle with Snake hadn't gone so well. Her hair was no longer gold, and her eyes were now a dark black, as was her hair. Siren's facial appearance was that of Japanese background.
"Siren are you ready?"
"I've always been my love." She replied.
Target inserted the disc into the drive, the screen turned white. They looked at each other one more time and both begin entering their part of the code in conjunction.
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It was done...
A map came up and showed the North American continent. And three points on it that would be targeted and destroyed in a nuclear holocaust. Ocelot stepped forward ending the moment.
"Now, there is only one man that can stop us."
"You mean Snake!? Hah, I have something special waiting for him." Target snorted arrogantly.
"You better, or you can kiss your plans goodbye."
"Don't worry Ocelot, like I said, I can handle him."
Target begin to walk away with Siren following, Ocelot looked on with his indifferent attitude. A quiet storm was brewing, either way, he was in a win, win situation.
Ocelot watched them leave, it was all coming into plan. Just a little more and all would be done...now for Snake. He could clearly see him on the camera system set up in Arsenal, a large munitions case was slouched over his shoulder. Possibly a Stinger missile? Ocelot stroked his chin and made the designated camera move in closer. It appeared that Snake was watching someone while keeping himself concealed.
Ocelot panned the camera in the direction Snake was staring...Aha...
Target and Siren were passing him and like the season veteran he easily evaded their detection.
"Well done my boy, but you have no idea how hard it will be." Ocelot said to himself.
He immediately radioed Target who was still walking with Siren towards their destination.
"Target, you have a Snake ready to strike anytime."
"Oh really Ocelot? Where is he?" Target questioned.
"Hiding very close."
"Good once I've cleared this room, I'll have my men liquidate." Target said in a commanding tone.
"You think that will stop him?" Ocelot challenged.
"I hope it doesn't."
"So you have something planned?"
"Exactly, let the Snake get caught in the caltrop."
"Splendid" Ocelot ended.
Target stopped and looked back at his surroundings, so Snake was inside Arsenal. It would all end soon either way, and maybe, just maybe his men would get Snake out of the way.
"Attention comrades!" He shouted out.
The guards patrolling the area immediately turned their attention to him.
"I want you all to liquidate the area, we have an intruder. Do it immediately!."
Target and Siren exited through the passage Snake had come in.
He could see the Guards were searching every corner and soon they would find him. What would he do now, without being seen? And then...
"There he is!" Was the alarming shout Snake heard from behind.
"Damn" Snake stammered to himself.
Drawing his MP5 from his back he fired in the direction he heard the shout, one of the guards is hit in the leg and lets out an unseasonable loud grunt. Snake immediately dives behind the obstruction he was hiding behind. The annoying clanking of metal on metal could be heard from the return fire by the guards. Snake saw that the passage way in which Target and Siren went through was closing again, he had to somehow get out of this fix. Hell he could do, he found his way out of tougher ones then this.
Snake released a pin from one of his many stun grenades, and threw it out into the open. He immediately fired off another volley into at the soldiers, incapacitating one, the others ran for cover.
The dark stealth artist had to abandon the Stinger to escape, he ran towards the closing door, barely making it under the closing door.
It seemed Target and Siren had got on the elevator he was on previously. Apparently, it was on the upper level....the hangar level.
Snake saw there was a emergency ladder that led to the upper level. Without hesitation he jumped across a ten foot gap that separated him and the ladder. This ladder was the only thing that was between him and saving the world from a Nuclear Holocaust.
Snake easily cleared the gap clinging on to the ladder with all his strength. He began to climb it step by step until he reached the top. Target could be seen talking to Siren near the F-117A, Snake tried his best listen in.
"We have won, our ideals and goals will be completed in a matter of hours." Target wrapped his arms around her in affection.
"Target..." She said overwhelmed with happiness.
"It will happen...finally."
They both begin to board the F-117A. Snake had to do something now. Or it was over....
Snake jumped out of the hole with the Socom aimed directly at Target.
"TARGET!" Snake shouted at the top of his lungs.
Target spun around instantly hardly shocked or startled by the sudden appearance of Snake.
"Snake!" He yelled back to spur the moment.
They begin to eye each other with dislike for a full 10 seconds before one would beckon a word.
"So what will you do, kill me?" Target said jokingly.
"No, then I wouldn't be able to stop the Nuclear launch." Snake countered.
"So what then? Threaten me with a weapon, so I can tell?"
"..."
"You know and I know its over! Snake go back to the hole you came from!"
Both Target, and Siren boarded the F-117A. Snake could only hold his fire in eat the cold truth, he couldn't kill them.
The platform begin to rise, a hatch from above begin to open in opposite directions. Snake couldn't even see Target in the tinted cockpit from his position. However, the F-117A engines begin to fire up and begin to hover off the ground. Snake could only watch helplessly as it took off into the night sky.
"Damn!"