Metal Gear Solid X Chapter 3
Highway to Hell
(And the story unfolds……)
Author's Note: I don't own metal gear or the characters; I hope everyone enjoys my story and I would like to suggest another fanfic for people to read. It is a Grand Theft Auto 2 Trilogy by Elle Bee it is very good.
To my Reviewers: At the time I started this fanfic I had not beaten MGS2 but now I have, and I thank you for your advice. Hopefully it will start to make sense now. I am also thinking of a sequel to this story when I finish, tell me what you think in your reviews.
Raiden jumped down a cliff and ran to the dead bodies. He kicked the ground. Soft. Thank God for rain. He pulled out an Assault Rifle, silenced of course, and being his lazy self, let his gun dig the hole for him. He lightly kicked the bodies into the hole when he saw a slip of paper fall out of the first guards pocket.
Dearest Yousef,
I hope you and your family are well. Let's get down to business, this contract with the Russians is very shaky. It seems they are playing us for fools. They say that they wish for some data on an American form of government, the hatriots or patriots or some stupid American name. I looked it up and for this information we should raise the price to 50 Metal Gear Rail's instead of the regular 25. This Patriot information is far to valuble for just 25 Rail's and 5 million rubles. And you will give the information on the disk I gave you to no one. Do you understand me Yousef? No one or you will find yourself in a situation where your turban won't be around your head, but your neck.
With warmest regards,
Impal
"Jesus…." Raiden said, and bent down to contact the Colonel on codec. "Colonel? This is Raiden." Raiden spoke into the codec.
"Yes Raiden, I hear you." Colonel replied.
"I have a problem, I recently discovered a note with why the Russians and Afghani's are working together, did you hear about the incident 3 years ago at the Big Shell?"
"Yes Raiden, I was briefed."
"Well then I suppose you know about the Patriots then, correct?"
"Yes, I do, but very little." Ever since the new Colonel Chris Davis took over (what did I tell you, it would work out()things had run much smoother around Philanthropy, and Otacon had seemed to take to Colonel Davis very well.
"The organization here has information on a disk about them and are giving to the Russians for 25 Metal Gear new models called Rail, and 5 million rubles!"
"Raiden we need that disk. Do not let the Russians get it, Metal Gear being brought into the current war between the US and Afghanistan would put us on nuclear war terms. So your new objective is to retrieve the disk, contact Snake and tell him. Over and out." The codec cracked, showing a broken signal.
Raiden dialed Snake's frequency and got no response. "Damn!" He peered into the airlock with his scope, he saw a red light flashing, signaling an intruder, "Oh shit…."
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hehhehheh, cliff hanger! Sorry for the short chapter!
Highway to Hell
(And the story unfolds……)
Author's Note: I don't own metal gear or the characters; I hope everyone enjoys my story and I would like to suggest another fanfic for people to read. It is a Grand Theft Auto 2 Trilogy by Elle Bee it is very good.
To my Reviewers: At the time I started this fanfic I had not beaten MGS2 but now I have, and I thank you for your advice. Hopefully it will start to make sense now. I am also thinking of a sequel to this story when I finish, tell me what you think in your reviews.
Raiden jumped down a cliff and ran to the dead bodies. He kicked the ground. Soft. Thank God for rain. He pulled out an Assault Rifle, silenced of course, and being his lazy self, let his gun dig the hole for him. He lightly kicked the bodies into the hole when he saw a slip of paper fall out of the first guards pocket.
Dearest Yousef,
I hope you and your family are well. Let's get down to business, this contract with the Russians is very shaky. It seems they are playing us for fools. They say that they wish for some data on an American form of government, the hatriots or patriots or some stupid American name. I looked it up and for this information we should raise the price to 50 Metal Gear Rail's instead of the regular 25. This Patriot information is far to valuble for just 25 Rail's and 5 million rubles. And you will give the information on the disk I gave you to no one. Do you understand me Yousef? No one or you will find yourself in a situation where your turban won't be around your head, but your neck.
With warmest regards,
Impal
"Jesus…." Raiden said, and bent down to contact the Colonel on codec. "Colonel? This is Raiden." Raiden spoke into the codec.
"Yes Raiden, I hear you." Colonel replied.
"I have a problem, I recently discovered a note with why the Russians and Afghani's are working together, did you hear about the incident 3 years ago at the Big Shell?"
"Yes Raiden, I was briefed."
"Well then I suppose you know about the Patriots then, correct?"
"Yes, I do, but very little." Ever since the new Colonel Chris Davis took over (what did I tell you, it would work out()things had run much smoother around Philanthropy, and Otacon had seemed to take to Colonel Davis very well.
"The organization here has information on a disk about them and are giving to the Russians for 25 Metal Gear new models called Rail, and 5 million rubles!"
"Raiden we need that disk. Do not let the Russians get it, Metal Gear being brought into the current war between the US and Afghanistan would put us on nuclear war terms. So your new objective is to retrieve the disk, contact Snake and tell him. Over and out." The codec cracked, showing a broken signal.
Raiden dialed Snake's frequency and got no response. "Damn!" He peered into the airlock with his scope, he saw a red light flashing, signaling an intruder, "Oh shit…."
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hehhehheh, cliff hanger! Sorry for the short chapter!