Revised - 4/8/2020, 2/8/22


TOM CLANCY'S CALL OF DUTY

A Modern Warfare/Tom Clancy/FPS/Action Genre Crossover

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PREFACE


FRAMED! Former SAS Captains "SOAP" MACTAVISH and JOHN PRICE are in the wind hunted by an elite task force sent by the very nations they swore to protect, hated by the country they called home for a crime they did not commit. Code-named RAINBOW the task force spans the globe chasing them at every turn -with one objective- to bring them back and hang them high. Running out of time and short on friends Soap and Price will have to use all means they have to go where ever it takes to clear their name. All options are on the table. All lives are deemed expendable. Rules of Engagement? There are none. The two would dive undercover alongside an international network of unlikely criminals, terrorists, and mismatched allies alike to survive. Whatever it takes to get them home. With them is the truth; the key to stopping the madness which engulfs the world. But through the ache of betrayal and the ashes of treason would their country listen or put a bullet in their heads?


THE WORLD IS AT WAR. The Western Forces of NATO squares off against the NEW RUSSIA FEDERATION and her Eastern Allies for the fate of history. The UNITED STATES -the world's last superpower- is caught unaware by a devastating first strike! Her cities are under siege by foreign soldiers and leveled to ruin by missiles. Civilians rush to the streets as tanks trample their homes to pieces. Under the cry "Blood for blood!" the invaders march has they kill and rape their way to Washington D.C. Amongst the anarchy a family struggles to arm itself and fight back. Regrouping and re-mobilizing, the US readies itself to unleash the full might of her military against her enemies. Perhaps then they will remember what it will cost to conquer the home of the free and the land of the brave.


IT WAS THEIR DARKEST HOUR. Warships loom over the Northern Atlantic east of the UNITED KINGDOM. Facing numbers they haven't seen since World War II, the United Kingdom primes herself for invasion. Wives say farewell to husbands, sons and daughters cry for their fathers has they embark to cut off the Russians before they make landfall. Under the command of a newly elected Prime Minister, the island nation debates whether to fight a war through conventional means or through nuclear Armageddon. But at the very end would there even be left a choice at all? Or is choice just an illusion?


UNITED UNDER HEAVEN. With the US carved up and cripple, the Chinese seize their moment to rise. With an million man army under its command the PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF CHINA and her puppet allies hunger for conquest. An ambitious Chairman of the Communist Party fan the flames of national fervor and the people cry out for old vendettas to be settle in death. The islands of JAPAN and and TAIWAN are ripe for the taking. SOUTH KOREA lies naked surrounded by a ring of artillery batteries. The South China sea and all her countries will be theirs for the taking. A glorious new era of Chinese Hegemony rivaling that of the Ming will be a reality. The only thing standing in her way is the US PACIFIC FLEET, a fleet divided on duty and home.


FAUGH A BALLAG! CLEAR THE WAY! Tasked with neutralizing the isolated pockets of resistance in NEW YORK CITY, the fighting men and women of the 69th INFANTRY REGIMENT of the US National Guard along with others are up against the most fanatical soldiers of New Russia, the 74th GUARDS AIRBORNE DIVISION. Starving and outnumbered the Ultranationalists fight with Hell behind their backs -left with one objective- to kill has many Americans has they can. Death before dishonor. Fighting is fierce and ugly as the 69th will have to go house to house in a war of rats. The stench of death rots the Big Apple to the core but the 74th have yet to discover that New Yorkers are hard to kill.


THE WORLD BURNS. In the shadows a lone man by the name of VLADIMIR MAKAROV walks unseen. He plots using nations like pieces on a chess board and writes history according to his own script. He lusts after Russia's nuclear salvos and is eager to commit an act he has done before only on a much grander scale. But are his plots truly his own or is he following the calling of a higher master?

Civilization lies on the edge of tomorrow.

Author's Note: Introduction will be further expanded and edited with more detail in the future (!)