Rainbow Six: The New Recruits
By: Ominae
Rating: Most is PG-13
Disclaimer: This story takes place after Raven Shield and Athena Sword
NOTE:
RAINBOW SIX is the exclusive copyrights of Red Storm Entertainment, Ubisoft and Tom Clancy from their respective years. The rest of the other characters are under my jurisdiction.
I have done some extensive research regarding real-life events and/or actual special/elite units. If there are some discrepancies, please let me know so's I can correct them. Thanks.
Previously:
With the arrival of Ding Chavez and the rest of the veteran RAINBOW operatives in Australian soil, the teams now plan to intercept the planned transfer of various weapon crates to an undisclosed PDL safehouse and prevent a planned urban war in the streets of Sydney by the other terrorists of the Australian PDL cell. Will they be able to save Australia from anarchy and survive to live another day? Stay tune to this chapter to find out.
Chapter 6: Armed conflict
Date: April 23, 2008
Location: On the outskirts of Sydney, Australia
Ding Chavez and Jonathan Howard were seen outside the temporary command post speaking with the other RAINBOW team members as Chavez, Novikov, Filatov, Noronha, Loiselle and Rakuzanka outfitted themselves with black Battle Dress Uniforms (or BDUs) with Level II vests, gray PASGT helmets and black balaclavas covering their chests and heads. They checked on their Heckler and Koch UMP Submachine guns chambered for the .45 ACP (Automatic Colt Pistol). They have also holstered their 9 x 19 Parabellum Beretta 92FS automatic pistols in their thigh holsters clipped to their belts. Ding handed to each member 4 frag grenades and flashbangs after they have loaded their vests with magazines for their primary and secondary weapons. After Green and Gold teams were ready with their equipment, Ding gestured to them to approach him for their final debriefing and their battle plan. He too was already outfitted with the same equipment as they have.
"Okay, listen up! The compound's just north of this command post that TAG has established for us. Right now, we're going to infiltrate the abandoned compound at 2000 hours and since it's a short walk from here, we should be at the outskirts by 2010 hours. Once we get in, I'll lead Green Team in securing the main floor with support from Gold Team. After most of the tangos are take care of, Gold Team will secure the second floor and make a sweep on the rooms. Green Team will be in support of Gold Team in case stragglers are hanging around the compound. Any questions, people?"
An aura of silence was felt within the operatives of the two assault teams. When it was clear that no one wanted to respond, Chavez took a quick glance at his wristwatch before ending his debriefing with the two teams, "Good. We have 5 minutes before we launch our operation. Make sure your weapons are at the ready, I'll call you guys again once I get back from taking a leak for a while." Chavez then strolled to another tent while being escorted by a uniformed TAG operative.
Date: April 23, 2008
Location: Inside the compound
Loud voices were heard from inside the compound in addition to the cocking sound from assault rifles as PDL terrorists were getting ready for any anticipated assault on them. Most of them were loading their assault rifles with magazines, while others were lifting the heavy crates that had the smuggled rifles bought from various black market dealers. From the second floor, Harris was observing the entire operation at hand with a Colt XM-177E1 carbine slinged on his back while holding a cigarette in his left hand, tucked in between his fingers, and was leaning on the railings.
He soon heard footsteps, footsteps that are getting louder and louder by the minute. He turned his head to the right and saw two Caucasian men, both in their late 20's approaching him. One was wearing a simple white t-shirt with a black jacket on while he had brown pants on him while the other was wearing a typical Australian army or AUSCAM camouflage uniform, except that he had a black t-shirt on instead of having the AUSCAM BDU jacket on. Harris also noticed that one had an IZHMASH AK-74 assault rifle made chambered in 5.45 x 39mm Russian caliber. His companion had an Ishapore INSAS (Indian Small Arms System) assault rifle, India's first homegrown rifle made in the Ishapore Rifle Factory chambered to carry 5.56 x 45mm NATO rounds. Both rifles were slinged on their backs since they had to assist their colleagues in loading the crates into their cars awaiting for transfer to their undisclosed safehouse.
Harris leaned away from the railings and asked the two mens on the details on their work.
"So how are things doing right now, boys?" Harris placed his lit cigarette back on his lips.
"Great. Most of the crates are inside the vans. A few more are inside the office and we're just waiting for Leo to come around." answered one of the armed men.
"Aside from the random gunfire that we got from the blokes outside, everything's fine." added the other armed man.
"I see." The man took his cigarette from his mouth before he puffed out smoke from his chest before speaking with the two men. "Good work. Just wait outside the office." Harris walked away from the men and strolled off to the washroom located near the stairs of the second floor in order to take a break.
Date: April 23, 2008
Location: Near the outskirts of the compound
Unknown to the armed men inside the compound, unseen shadows were approaching the outskirts of the long forgotten warehouse by crouching as to avoid any kind of visual contact before they could begin the assault. Ding Chavez was the first man to lead Green Team in preparation for raiding the warehouse and securing vital information from an unknown amount of documents and various weapon crates. As they near the entrance of the compound, Ding raised his clenched fist and arm in a L position, indicating that they should stop in their tracks. The rest of Green Team complied with his instructions alongside Gold Team.
Ding whispered to Filatov and ordered him to send Novikov to his position. He disappared into the night and told Novikov to see Ding at once. A few moments later, Novikov appeared from the dark shadows beside him and they were conversing about the details on eliminating the guards in front of the compound before they could sent in the cavalry. Ding pointed to Novikov two armed sentries doing a beat patrol near the main entrance. Both men started to formulate a plan to take them out of commision, even quietly if possible.
"Can you see their weapons, Novikov?"
"From what I can see, they seem to have American weapons in their hands."
"Okkayyy..." Chavez peered out from cover just a bit to let his eyes without letting his head get exposed to possible automatic gunfire. "Hmm, they seem to have Colt M-16A1 assault rifles with 30-round magazines on them." But before he could readjust his sitting position, he accidentally bumped the bushes, which caused a rustling sound. Chavez mumbled under his breath for messing up, even if he moved slowly. "Shoot!"
"Hey, who's there?" yelled one of the armed sentries as he raised his Colt M-16A1 assault rifle in a firing position by placing the rifle's buttstock near his chest.
"Someone's definetely here." He then strolled near the source of the rustling sound in the bushes, not knowing that Chavez and the rest of the teams are waiting and hiding before they can launch their assault. "I need a hand here, guv!".
The other sentry also raised his Colt M-16A1 rifle and placed the buttstock on his shoulder and supported the first sentry in checking out the nearby bushes. Ding called on Filatov to assist them in "arranging" their curious friends when they stop near the bushes.
"Filatov, take the one on the right. I'll go and arrange the guy on the left."
"Of course, comrade!"
As the two armed PDL sentries had their backs to the bushes while scoping out the darkness in search of any intruder, a dash of wind came behind their necks as they were grabbed by something unseen in the dark and were dragged into the forest. Chavez and Filatov then took care of their curious friends with their punching techniques.
PAK! PAK!
Filatov motioned to Loiselle and Rakuzanka to silently apply plasticuffs on the stunned terrorists with their weapons in a nearby bush behind them. While Loiselle and Rakuzanka dragged their bodies away, Chavez continued to recon the entrance with Novikov assisting him. Loiselle returned back to where thebodies were originally were to pick up the dropped M-16A1 rifles and threw them near the corpses of the PDL sentries. Suddenly, Novikov told Chavez that two men are emerging from the warehouse.
"Now what?", whispered Chavez. He made a hand gesture to the rest of the team to stay put for now.
"Gary? Howard?" shouted one of the armed PDL guards. Even though Chavez's location was quite far from the warehouse's main entrance, he concluded that the guard was armed with a Ceska Zbrojovka Vz. 61 Skorpion submachine gun chambered in 9 x 18mm Makarov caliber. The weapon itself was slinged on his neck and shoulder, but the guard maintained his grip on the weapon's pistol grip and small foregrip.
Examining his surroundings, the guard was frustrated that the two sentries posted outside were missing from their duties and was about to go venture into the darkness and check when he heard a voice calling him to go back inside.
"Hey guv! What's wrong?" Moments later, another guard stepped out of the warehouse and he was armed with a Smith and Wesson (S&W) Model 76 submachine gun, which was a crude copy of the Carl Gustav M/45 submachine gun manufactured in Sweden with a 9 x 19 Parabellum caliber on it. "I don't know! I haven't heard anything from Gary and Howard ever since they took up sentry duty in front of the warehouse." replied the first guard.
Both were locked in a sort of trance while they gathered their thoughts on what could have happened to them. Moments later, it occured to them that something had already happened to the two sentries posted earlier near the entrance when one of the guards finally realized that someone had already "taken care" of them.
"SHIT! They're already here! We better warn the others." shouted the first guard as they rushed back inside the warehouse.
"Lead, I suggest we head inside since they found out we're here already." commented Novikov as he surveyed their departure.
Chavez was hesitant to think about what he should say, but he was able to gather his thoughts and whispered his reply back to the entire team, "Saddle up, guys! We're going in!" The two teams soon exited the bushes and dashed near the warehouse.
Date: April 23, 2008
Location: Inside the compound
Harris had just exited the washroom when he saw two men urgently conversing with some armed guards near one of the office doors. Sensing trouble, he jogged near them and questioned them on their problem.
"What's wrong?"
"We don't know, but we think that someone eliminated our two sentries near the main entrance."
The sound of gunshots soon echoed throughout the entire interior of the abandoned warehouse, alongside the shouts and hollers of PDL terrorists, who were firing at an unseen adversary.
Harris leaned on the railing and shouted, "WHAT'S GOING ON?"
A loud reply soon came back to Harris from the main floor, "WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!"
For a moment, Harris threw his cigarette on the metal floor and crushed it with the heel of his boot. He held his sling with both arms and removed it from his neck and shoulder and in a matter of minutes, his Colt XM-177E1 carbine was in his hands.
"Brace yourself, lads." The other gunmen unslinged their weapons from their necks and shoulders into their hands. "We've got to greet our guests outside." All of them checked their weapons for a bullet in their chambers before they assumed combat stances.
Date: April 23, 2008
Location: Outside the compound
Gunfire. The sounds of automatic weapons blazing through the night were heard from the outskirts from the temporary command post to the position of the assault teams hiding near the bushes. Nervousness and despair came through the minds of both the PDL and the CT forces lead by RAINBOW as each side wanted to end their situation as soon as possible without sustaining much casualties. While the RAINBOW forces are pinned down by gunfire, TAG operatives back in the command post were trying to raise communication with Ding Chavez in order to assess their condition.
Jonathan grabbed a radio unit on a table inside the temporary command post and pressed the speak button before speaking through it, "Ding, are you all right?".
Ding noticed his radio crackling with Jonathan's inquiry. He too began to reply to his query, "Yes, we're pinned down right now and we're going to get in."
"I see. Well in the last few minutes, you do remember in the debriefing that there was some unusually large number of people moving in and out of the compound before you guys arrived. I think that either more people went in to bolster the number of PDL terrorists or the number of people moving out of the compound to the undisclosed safehouse."
"Does that include the weapon crates being moved out?"
"No. Not from what I've heard so far."
"Good. We should be able to secure the rest of the weapon crates inside." "Okay. Thanks, Jonathan. Chavez out."
Ding faced his teammates behind him and gripped his UMP submachine gun before giving the order to move in. "Okay, let's move in and secure the place on my mark." He placed his UMP on his lap and took out an M68 Fragmentation Grenade from his vest and took out its safety pin and readied his arm in a throwing position with the grenade in the palm of his hand.
"After counting to three, I want to guys to move in, understand?" Seeing that no one raised an objection against him, he eyed three armed PDL terrorists bunched together near the warehouse entrance. They were armed with the Owen submachine guns, an indigenous weapon to Australia as its first homegrown submachine gun produced by the John Lysaght steel company in Port Kembla of New South Wales. It was chambered in 9 x 19 Parabellum cartridges and uses a standard 33-round magazine being placed on top of the weapon.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
Seeing Chavez emerge out of the darkness, the three armed PDL terrorist kept on firing at his last location, hoping that they would be able to shoot someone for luck. He ran for a short distance before tossing the M68 grenade like a baseball into their direction before dashing back to the forest. He was in luck, the armed grenade landed in the feet of the PDL terrorists before they even reacted to an explosion that took all three armed men out.
KABOOM!
The three PDL terrorists were killed by shrapnel and the explosion that emitted from the M68 Fragmentation Grenade. Silence was once more dominant before Chavez gave his order to move out and storm the abandoned warehouse while thre was still time.
"Let's go, let's go!" Chavez took the lead and placed the UMP's buttstock on his shoulder while aiming it at the warehouse's interior. The rest did the same as what Chavez, but they aimed their UMPs on various directions in order to make sure that they were safe from any sneak attack.
Date: April 23, 2008
Location: Inside the compound
Automatic gunfire soon erupted in all corners of the abandoned warehouse as PDL forces tried to contain the advances of RAINBOW through the advantages of having a second floor that served as a refuge for PDL terorrists who could simply shoot or snipe at the RAINBOW operatives on the main floor. The sounds of exploding flashbangs, however, gave RAINBOW the advantage of shooting them down before they could even recover. Ding faced Loiselle and Noronha beside him, who were the ones who threw the flashbangs on the main floor.
"Let's get them." Ding focused his UMP's weapon sights on two dazed PDL terrorists armed with the IZHMASH AKM (Automat Kalashnikova Modernized) assault rifle, an improved version of the AK-47 and it was chambered in 7.62 x 39mm Soviet caliber also. He squeezed the UMP trigger after lining his sights on their unprotected chests and in a few minutes, both men were down on the ground, dead with splattered blood on their chests with their hands clutching on their AKM rifles.
Rakuzanaka managed to take a glance at six armed PDL terrorists, armed with Egyptian-made MISR assault rifles, made under license from the Soviet AK-47. All were too busy trying to adjust their vision due to the flasbangs that she took aim with. With Noronha assisting her, they both opened fire at the dazed tangoes and minutes later, all six gunmen were sprawling on the ground with blood seeping out from their chests. 6 others with AKM rifles charged out from out of nowhere, but 4 of the 6 terrorists were gunned down by both Noronha and Novikov while the other 2 terrorists went into hiding.
Their short break of freedom was cut short from automatic gunfire emitting from an IZHMASH RPK-74, a light machine gun version of the AK-74 assault rifle. Both operatives managed to dive for cover behind a stack of old wooden crates containing dismantled machinery parts while they were pinned down by the RPK gunfire. The gunman was joined in by another PDL terrorist, who was running to his makeshift position made from wooden crates while holding a Norinco Type 81 Squad Machine Gun, a light machine gun version of the Norinco Type 81 assault rifle family. Filatov saw the two machine gun position and motioned to Novikov to toss in their M68 Fragmentation Grenades at their positions. They began to rise from their crouched position and departed from the safety of protection, courtesy of an old metal machinery equipment
Filatov and Novikov did a short jog from before lunging their grenades at the machine gun position; a booming sound soon shook the main floor.
KABOOM!
Two figures from behind the wooden crates were flying from the blast of the frag grenade and both landed on the ground without any signs of life. After Filatov and Loiselle tried to check on their pulse, they gesture to Chavez that both are out of commision. Noronha tooka quick glance and saw a PDL tango jogging down the second floor and was at the upper steps of the metal staircase while firing his Ishapore INSAS assault rifle. The RAINBOW teams were lucky since his wild shots missed their heads. But Noronha didn't want to miss and so, he took aim and opened fire with his UMP after using its sight to help him focus on the tango's body. He was the lucky man since Noronha's shots pierced his chest, shoulders and legs as he tumbled down the stairs and ceased movement when his lifeless body stopped at the end of the metal staircase.
"He's down." said Noronha while giving a thumbs up sign. Chavez rallied the two teams in doing their parts under their battle plan. Automatic gunfire was still heard from the second and main floors, but the RAINBOW teams still held their ground.
"Okay, ladies! Remember the plan and stick to your objec...".
Before Chavez could finishing talking, he saw two 2004 Volkwagen People Movers Vans in black color coming straight near the team. He mumbled to himself that he didn't see them coming, "Shit!".
"Everyone, take defensive positions and disable the drivers!"
The RAINBOW operatives raised the sights of their UMPs, making the gun barrels point towards the two drivers. Then, gunfire followed by glass cracks echoed in the main floor. The two vans careened near some deactivated machines and smashed onto them, completely disabling the vehicles. Still unsure on the status of the drivers, they approached the vans until the back doors swung open to reveal around 4 PDL terrorists, from each Volkwagen People Movers van, armed with a mixture of IZHMASH AK-103 assault rifles and Norinco Type 56 assault rifles. They jumped out of the vans and opened fire on the RAINBOW teams with vigor, but their shots were going nowhere. However, their drive to fight them had already ended when the two teams decided to cut them down with .45 ACP bullets from their UMP submachine guns. All 8 terrorists were dead.
"Filatov, Loiselle. Go check and see how our friends are doing in the driver seats.We'll keep you covered." shouted Chavez while pointing to the crashed vans.
Filatov and Loiselle ran to the vans crouching while Chavez and the others took cover by either being in a kneeling or prone position and assume a 360 defense stance while firing at the other PDL terrorists still hanging around the main and second floors. Novikov eyed a PDL terrorist firing from the second floor and he was armed with an IZHMASH AK-74 and he carefully focused his weapon moments after the terrorist ceased firing to reload his weapon. Novikov fired a short burst from his UMP and saw the terrorist crumble to the metal floor and he eyed another PDL terrorist rushing to his aid and he was also armed with the AK-74. Like what happened to the first PDL terrorist, Novikov fired another short burst from his UMP and he witnessed the tango fall as he let out a scream of pain after falling from the railings and onto the ground with a thumping sound. He then reloaded his weapon after he noted that the submachine gun ran out of bullets by grabbing a fresh UMP magazine from his vest, removing the used UMP magazine and slapping the fresh magazine back into place. Chavez, Rakuzanka and Noronha too reloaded their UMPs with fresh magazines.
"Lead, it's Filatov. Both drivers are down." said a husky Russian voice that emitted from the radios.
"Must have been the terrorist's reinforcements." Chavez turned right and saw Filatov running near him with Loiselle following suit. Ding nodded and gestured them to reload their weapons. Both complied with his orders.
"Let's clear this floor people!" Chavez turned around behind him and saw two terrorists armed with the Ceska Zbrojovka Vz. 61 Skorpion and the Smith and Wesson Model 76 submachine guns running towards them. Chavez was soon joined by Filatov and both opened their UMPs to the two sneak attackers while kneeling. Moments later, the two same terrorists collapsed to the floor with blood beginning to sprawl on the ground.
On the floor above them, Harris opened fire with some shots from his Colt XM-177E1 carbine in anger with support from 6 other PDL terrorists. In desperation, he ran off to the end of the floor, barking near the abandoned office doors for the other terrorists to help assist the others outside since they were posted inside to act as snipers in case anyone tries to do a sneak attack from the rear.
"Get your arses out of there and get shooting!" barked Harris while holding his weapon. From the abandoned offices, a squad of at least 5-6 more PDL tangos emerged out and ran out to assist in the battle by heading to the undiscovered metal staircase that would take them to the other side of the main floor.
Back on the main floor, Rakuzanka has told the others that she needs help in securing the metal staircase. A while ago, she just managed to gun down a PDL tango armed with a Colt M-16 assault rifle on the landing between the two staircases as she tried to go up a few steps on the metal staircase. Rakuzanka was also able to gun him down before he arrived near the steps. Chavez then barked out to the others to stick to their plan before moving on to the second floor.
"Novikov, secure the second floor! I'll meet you upstairs once the other stragglers are take care, got it?"
Novikov nodded in reply and ordered his teammates to follow him upstairs.
"Come on!" barked Novikov's Russian voice as he, Loiselle and Rakuzanka ascended the stairs while Chavez, Filatov and Noronha scanned the main floor to see if tangos are still around.
"Filatov, PDL tangos at 10 o' clock!" shouted Noronha as Filatov mentally noted the approach of two armed PDL tangos, rushing from the cover of a dusty forklift truck, were in possession of a Norinco QSZ-92 pistols and an IZHMASH AKSU-74 carbine. Filatov raised his UMP submachine gun and blasted at the two tangos before they could raise their weapons in a threatening stance as a short burst from the UMP managed to make contact with the tangos before they collapsed to the floor.
Chavez scoped out 3 PDL terrorists running from the same cover of the dusty forklift truck, each having a Valmet Rk. 76W assault rifle chambered in 7.62 x 39mm Soviet caliber, an Armalite AR-180B assault rifle chambered in 5.56 x 45mm M193 caliber and an IZHMASH AK-74M assault rifle in 5.45 x 39 Russian caliber. Chavez has successfully managed to gun down two of the approaching tangos, but the third was able to fire some rounds from his Valmet Rk. 76W before Noronha ran to Chavez's place and placed some .45 ACP bullets to his chest.
"Thanks, Noronha." Chavez began to scan the floor for any signs of threats agianst them with his UMP in check.
The three men huddle together and took up another 360 defensive position while Novikov and the others prepared to ascend the second flight of steps on the metal staircase.
"We're safe for now." said Filatov while he maintained his grip on the UMP submachine gun.
"It's going to be a long night, huh Chavez?" came the question from Noronha.
"It is." replied Chavez. Automatic gunfire still echoes through the first floor as remaining PDL forces, firing from cover of wooden crates and rusting machinery equipment, try to take aim at Green Team with their backs facing each other. "It's going to be a damn long night." Chavez raised his UMP submachine gun, took a deep breath and placed his finger on the gun's trigger before depressing it in order to give Gold Team some time in ascending the metal staircase behind them. He soon heard a loud, noisy sound emitting from the weapon, not knowing if all the shots would hit some of the terrorists or not.
Chapter 6 END