And Here is another Installment
Micro gasped as she heard the reports. "London is under a chemical attack! Guys!" She yelled as she ran into the meet room.
"Let me handle this." Price picked up an untraceable phone, dialing rather quickly as the Captains looked on at the vid screen. The call is linked directly to the SAS headquarters in Hereford.
"I need to speak with MacMillan, I've got Intel for him about the bombings." Price said.
A few seconds later, the call connected, various pictures of casualty reports popping up on the Joint group's vid screen. "Identify yourself." Came MacMillan's voice over the line.
"Mac. It's John."
A sigh came over the opposite line. "We put a lot of names on the clock tower this week, lad...-"
"It was Makarov. The bastard slipped through my fingers in Sierra Leone. What does MI6 know?" Price said, interrupting the man.
MacMillan was stunned for a moment, judging by the silence. "You're on everyone's shit-list, John. There's no way I could get you clearance..-"
"Don't give me that Bollocks! You still owe me for Prypiat. I'm calling it in." Price rose his voice.
"Easy, son..."
The multiple shipments' paths were traced from the cities which they were delivered to Algiers, which came from Bosaso, Somalia, all showing up on Micro's vid screen.
"Alright. We've traced the delivery freighter to an outfit in Bosaso, Somalia. It's run by a nasty piece of work named Waraabe..." Waraabe's profile is shown on screen, giving the group a nice look on the man.
"My hands are full with the bleeding at home, so you're on your own. Good hunting.." The line died and Price put the phone down.
As Price and Soap plan their next move, Micro put up pictures of the docks' security and personnel on the wall.
"What's the security look like?" Soap asked.
"Strictly second division. Local triggermen guard the compound." Reaper said, looking over the map of the docks. Wolf Drew an entry point is and marked Waraabe's office with a target.
"We'll stick out like spots on a Zebra. Stealth ain't an option." Zero stated, crossing her arms.
Price smirked, looking to the woman. "Then we'll just have to kick in the front door. Tell Nikolai to ready his men, would you?" He said, nodding to her.
Zero smirked as well, grabbing Yuri by the back of his shirt. "Come on, осел." She said, dragging him away.
Wolf and Soap looked at each other, then to Price, then to the retreating forms of the two Russians.
"Why do I get the feeling them two are trying to.." Soap started.
Wolf scoffed, looking at Price. The Captain merely shrugged. "I didn't see anything.. As long as it doesn't get in the way of the missions.."
["Return to Sender"]
[October 8th – 09:30:20]
[Task Force 141/Skeleton Crüe - Disavowed]
[Bosaso, Somalia]
Price was behind the wheel of a Jeep Wrangler, courtesy of Wolf's smooth talk, with Soap and Yuri along the beach in Bosaso. They were making their way to the docks at full speed, with Wolf, Zero and Reaper next to them.
"Just move quickly and we can snag Waraabe before he bolts." Price said over the comms.
"The sandstorm's moving in fast! We only have one shot at this." Soap said as he looked back at the massive sandstorm in the distance.
"Right. Bravo Team, take point through the gate!" Price Ordered, looking up to where the road was soon to come.
Another jeep, driven by the aforementioned Bravo Team drove up along the left. Yuri and Zero stood in their Jeeps, Wolf and Price driving up off the beach onto the road and accelerated at full speed towards the gate. They all looked up and see Nikolai in a Hind flying above them.
"Nikolai, soften 'em up!" Zero called, cocking her L86.
Nikolai's Hind turned slightly as it maneuvered overhead "Missiles away." came the response as two missiles hurled at the entry point.
"Targets ahead. Engage! Engage!"
"Engaging! Yuri pulled out his M4A1 and fired at Somalian militia. The militia attempted to close the gate, but the two broke on through the gate and entered the docks.
Price quickly got out of the jeep, pulling out his side arm and killed two enemies. "Move!"
An alarm sounded throughout the docks as Skeleton Crüe spread out and engaged the militia. At flanking areas.
"Slot these bastards fast!" Soap cried, firing at ones trying to Outflank the Crüe. They pushed forward through the docks, both Teams taking down the Militia that were in the way.
"Waraabe's compound is at the end of the road, Better hurry guys!" Micro advised from her satellite view.
Wolf was hit in the back of his vest, stunning him before he took out his KSG, firing it one handed at the guard, putting a slug into his head and causing him to fly back in the water. "Sweep under the docks!" He called as he shouldered his SCAR, pumping his shotgun and chambering a new slug.
Explosions began to hammer the docks as the Militia began to fire Mortars at the offenders.
"Fuck! They're targeting us with mortars!" Reaper cried as he leaned against the wall, putting a new round in the chamber of his XM2010
"Nikolai, we need air support!" Zero yelled over fire.
Nikolai positioned his chopper just over the docks. "Set, Yuri! Your Turn, My friend!" Nikolai said, and the groups could hear the smile on his face.
Yuri took cover behind a few containers, pulling out a touch screen remote control.
[Remote Turret Sequence ACTIVATED.] Came the words across the screen. "Thank you, Micro." Yuri Breathed.
"Yuri, Light 'em up!" Wolf said, his country accent very audible.
Yuri controlled the gun turret on Nikolai's chopper and fired it down all over the docks, destroying the mortar pits that were causing problems as well as killing several militia on rooftops, inside buildings, and behind cover.
Nikolai strafed his helo, allowing Yuri clear sighta on enemies. "Multiple, Very good, kills. Nice shooting, Yuri. Keep it coming." He said
Wolf watched as he took down a sniper. "Multiple kills confirmed."
The militia stepped up their game, getting in position and then fired RPGs in an attempt to shoot down Nikolai.
"Whoa! That almost hit me! I hope my luck holds out!" Nikolai breathed as he finished his pass over the docks, backing up and away from the fighting. "I'll fly back for another strafing run."
Yuri placed the touch screen in his vest, taking aim at rushing Militia
"Don't let them get close, they're trying to get us pinned down! Waraabe's just ahead!" He warned just as Two technical trucks drove down to the docks.
"We got Technicals coming in from the North!" Soap called over the roar of engines.
"No Problem!" Zero placed a new double drum mag in her L86, Standing from her cover and grinning. "Lunch Time, Fuckers!" She opened up, shredding the technicals with FMJ rounds. The trucks detonated as she went back into cover.
"Very nice, Zee!" Wolf grinned as he took out the last of the Dock Guards. They reloaded and continued to push forward in the docks.
"Let's go! We have to get Waraabe!" Price yelled.
They moved past the broken ship and move up to the local buildings, More militia coming down to defend the area.
"Additional forces closing in!"
"Target building in sight! Watch for crossfire!" Reaper yelled as he took up position, sniping guys left and right.
Soon, there was alot more room for the two teams to move around. With the docks and incline to the courtyard now clear, they were closer to the building. "Let's find Waraabe.." Wolf said as he moved up. Big mistake, for there was a sniper in the building across from them. "Fuck! Niko!"
"On my Way, My friend!" Nikolai declared as he flew by for his gun run. "Yuri, I'm in position for another pass."
Yuri took the controls again as he panned the camera, raining hell on the Militia to provide air support. As Nikolai flew above the buildings, the Militia began to fire more RPGs.
"Their aim is getting better..." Nikolai said dreadfully, narrowly missing warhead.
There was a Technical drifting around to get a view on the Helicopter, meeting an untimely end in an explosion. "Good effect on target. Vehicle destroyed." Reaper affirmed as he sniped another man in the window.
Nikolai finished his pass, allowing Yuri to now take out targets on foot.
"Lay down covering fire so we can move up the road!" Price yelled to Zero, the woman hefting her LMG to spray rounds along windows and rooftops.
The Militia brought out their own Heavy MGs, spraying fire down on the group and forcing them into cover. "Bloody hell, those MGs are hell bent on tearing us apart. Yuri, use the remote gun to take out those nests!"
"Da. Ready Nikolai?" Yuri again controlled the turret, Nikolai moving up into position giving Yuri sight lines on the nest. He spooled up and fired down on the target building, eliminating MG positions and the rest of the militia in the area.
"Bravo Team, secure the perimeter. Wolf, Yuri, Soap, let's find this bastard."
Wolf Nodded as he waved Reaper on up, the Sniper rushing up the hill to meet the group as well as Nikolai's men.
"Echo team, we're entering the target building." Price informed team Two, the four sweeping the lower floors.
"Understood, Captain. Nikolai, prepare for exfil. Echo team is standing by."
Price held up a fist, two fingers held up as Wolf and Yuri moved up. "Watch those corners."
"Clear left.."
"Clear right."
Wolf and Yuri went up the stairs to the second floor, Militia running in the halls.
"Contact front!" Wolf called as he and Yuri took down two with a well placed shot to the base of the skull from each men, Wolf nodding. "Flash." He put on his sunglasses.
Yuri pulled out his flashbang grenade, pulling the pin. "Flash out!" He called as Soap and Price stood behind a couple of pillars, throwing it down the hallway. With a blinding flash and an extremely loud burst of sound, the five Militia stumbled out into the hall, each meeting a bullet to the head.
"Possible visual on Waraabe. 2nd floor balcony." Nikolai declared
"Copy that. Possible on Waraabe, 2nd floor." Was what was heard on the comm lines.
The halls clear, the four kept moving, checking for any enemies in the hallways as they moved. "Bravo-1, get in position." Price ordered
"Flanking now. Multiple hostiles entering second floor room." Came Bravo Leader's reply, gunfire echoing.
They came around the corner, engaging in another firefight with militia near Waraabe's office.
"Waraabe's office is just ahead." Wolf said as he stabbed another Militia in the forehead.
Soap was tackled on the floor, the enemy trying to fight only to be knocked back. Jumping up, Soap kicked the man straight in the chest and off the second floor. "This is Sparta, MotherFucker!" He yelled.
They soon eliminated the rest and stacked up at the door, Price pulling out his Desert Eagle. "All right, weapons tight. We need him alive." He said.
Yuri planted a large breaching charge on the door, The charge beeping before it exploded, allowing them to breach. As They took out the hostiles in Waraabe's office, Waraabe tried firing at them in an attempt to run, but he is shot in the leg by Wolf's KSG slug and he fell over on top of a couple boxes. With the room Cleared Wolf, Price, Soap, and Yuri enter the room.
"Gasmasks on." Price said, giving Waraabe a kick in the ribs. He, Yuri, Wolf and Soap put on their gasmasks and Soap tossed Price a can that contained the gas chemical used in Europe.
Showing the can to the warlord, Price was in his face. "Look familiar?"
A look of horror overcame the nan as he began to quake in fear. "No! No! Please!"
Price opened the can of gas with his Desert Eagle pistol and threw it to the side of the room, The room filling with the gas. Price pulled out a spare gas mask, "Where's Makarov? Tell me and it's yours."
Waraabe reached for the mask, but Price kept it just out of his reach. "Okay! Our contact was a man named Volk! We never met Makarov!
Wolf pressed his foot on Waraabe's wounded leg, spilling some blood on the floor, causing Waraabe to groan in pain.
"Where's this Volk? Time's running out, man." Wolf said, his Five Seven aimed on Waraabe's forehead.
The man held his leg in pain. "Shit.. Paris! He oversaw the delivery in Paris!"
Soap nodded at Price and walked out of the office with Yuri, Price tossed Waraabe the mask, looking at Wolf.
"Right, then. This is for the boys at Hereford." He aimed his pistol, as did Wolf
Waraabe flipped his lid. "No! Wait!"
The two executed Waraabe, moving out of the brain stained office.
"Nikolai, Waraabe broke! We have what we need. Ready for exfil." Soap said.
Nikolai was quick to answer. "Almost there. The LZ looks clear but that sand storm is moving in fast."
"We see it. Meet you in 20 seconds." Price said as the group looked back, the sandstorm is blowing closer to the city.
"Good God, That storm is massive." Wolf whistled.
Price nodded as they walked on. "The last thing we need is to get caught in that. Let's move." He spoke as they moved up the hill and head into the village where Nikolai was due to land.
"So you think Waraabe is telling the truth about Volk?" Yuri asked, looking around with the others
Price looked back at them. "He was telling the truth. I'd bet Makarov's life on it."
They soon met with Reaper and Zero, both of them looking around.
"Alright... We'll start..." Reaper was cut off at the sound of a Dragnov being fired and One of the Loyalists falling back with a neat hole in his forehead
"Shit, Sniper!" Soap cried as a whole mess of militia fire down at the LZ. "Ambush!"
Price took cover with the rest of them, blind firing back at them. "Nikolai, get out of there!"
Nikolai flew the chopper away from the LZ, bullets plinking off his heli's underbelly.
"Take cover! Contact right! Contact right!" Price shouted at the others trying to get in cover
Soap stood, running across the road to a new cover area. "Spread out!"
Wolf saw a pair of Loyalists trying to suppress the Militia "Get outta the open!" He cried, but it was in vain as they fell to the bullets.
"Yuri! Drop some M203s on the rooftops!" Zero yelled as she engaged the militia, the sounds of Yuri's M203 firing and the explosions following, earning the screams of pain from Militia.
Price noticed the Militia's numbers dwindling he moved up looking around. "Nikolai, change of plan! Head to the secondary LZ!"
"The sand storm is coming in fast. I won't be able to touchdown when it hits."
Price sighed as he shot at more of the Militia. "Just be there!"
They managed to clear the LZ of hostiles and then began to push forward.
"We've got to get to secondary LZ before the storm hits. Let's move!" Wolf said as they move down the road, a technical coming around the corner. They engaged and eliminated it, then pushed on and eliminated more hostiles, the winds starting to pick up violently.
"Price, the winds are getting stronger." Nikolai's voice came over the comm lines
Price shot down two more Militia. "Just hold on, Nikolai. We're on the way." He said before he dove away from a grenade.
As they turned left to go up the small hill, two militia pushed a burning car down the road.
"Contacts! Look out!" Zero tackled Yuri out of the way, the burning car hitting a tree and exploding.
"Multiple enemies are closing in." Nikolai warned.
Price nodded in acknowledgement "More of them on the roof!"
They began to fire on militia on top of the building, dropping the men quickly. "Keep pushing through!" Soap yelled.
They soon eliminated the hostiles in the area, the sandstorm now dangerously close to them and the LZ.
"Come on, The LZ is close. Keep moving!" Price said, his strides quicker and hurried.
They went around the buildings towards a building under construction, the winds getting stronger. "Nikolai, the LZ is in sight." Wolf informed as sand began to kick up around them.
"Move fast. I don't know how much longer I can fly in this storm."
The building's wall creaked and groaned loudly, before falling over from the strong winds, crushing two militia soldiers.
"Damn, that had to hurt.. Talk about being between a rock and a hard place." Reaper said as they entered the building.
"We need to push to the top floor. Let's move." Price yelled over the winds.
They came under fire, engaging and eliminating the militia in the building. "First floor clear! Move!"
The Group moved up the stairs to the second floor, winds toppling junk and debris all over the place. "Just like the fucking tornadoes back home!" Wolf yelled.
"Starting my approach to the LZ." Nikolai declared.
Price looked around, seeing the stairwell as well as about five Militia. "We'll meet you at the top, Nikolai." He informed as They engaged and cleared the second floor quickly.
"Second floor clear! Keep moving!" Zero called, The group moving up reaching the roof of the building.
Soap looked around, not seeing Nikolai anywhere. "Shit. Nikolai, we're at the LZ. Where are you?"
The air was half full with sand as the storm drew closer, Gunfire and RPGs fire erupting around Nikolai's chopper. "The site is too hot! I can't land, Yet.! Yuri, get on the remote turret and thin them out, For me!" Nikolai said as he began to fly around.
Yuri took control of the turret and fired at the militia, taking down quite a few before the worst happened. A rocket managed to hit the chopper, sending it in to spin.
"I'm hit! I'm hit!"
Price watched in horror as the chopper spun at them. "He's out of control. We've gotta get off this roof! Go! Use the ropes!"
They ran towards the edge roof and grabbed ropes, Yuri, Soap, Price And Zero sliding down the building as Nikolai's chopper came close.
"Fuck, Fuck, FUCK, JUMP!" Wolf yelled as they both jumped off from the third floor, managing to grab the ropes as Nikolai's chopper passed over them, knocking the rope free, sending them plummeting to the sandy street.
Wolf groaned as he and Reaper landed roughly, winding them. "Ow.. Fuck."
The sandstorm fell over the city, darkening the skies and the streets, The chopper crashing somewhere in the city.
"Nikolai? Nikolai, do you copy?"
Soap cursed as he helped Wolf up "What the bloody hell are we gonna do now?"
Price looked around, unable to see. "Bollocks.. Echo Team, Nikolai's bird is down and the sandstorm is on top of us! We need emergency exfil!"
"Roger. We'll contact you when we get a fix on Nikolai."
Price opens a gate and they move out to the street, Wolf and Reaper grunting in pain as they followed. "C'mon, lads and lass! We've got reach Nikolai before Waraabe's men do!" Was Price's response. "Stay low and keep moving!"
Wolf coughed, bringing his gasmask back on. "I can't see two feet in front of me."
Militia were at the intersection, using flashlights to see through the storm as they were trying to regroup.
"Hostiles dead ahead. Take 'em out!" Zero said, Opening fire with the others and eliminating them them.
Price put on his mask as well. "We gotta move. Echo Team, what's your status?"
We've located Nikolai's chopper. It's a half click south of your position."
Wolf held up a fist as a group of militia ran across the street. "Get down!"
"They must have found Nikolai. Move out." Price said as They followed them through the street.
"Price, we've reached Nikolai, but we're under heavy fire!"
"Hang on, we're almost there!" Price declared, hastening his pace.
Soap cursed once more. "Looks like they're headed for Nikolai."
"Drop 'em!" Wolf stood, taking shots at the runners, the rest following suit as the enemies fell in the street.
They came to another street where Nikolai's downed chopper was seen ahead.
"There's Nikolai's chopper." Yuri pointed.
Price growled. "Echo Team's pinned down! Let's move! Echo Team, we're approaching your position from the south!"
"Copy that!"
They sprinted towards Echo Team's location, reaching the crashed chopper. "Good to see you! Where's the convoy?"
"We've got three vehicles 50 meters to the northwest!" Echo-1 pointed.
Price nodded. "Alright! Yuri, grab Nikolai. Everyone else, suppress and fall back!"
Yuri leaned down, taking Nikolai's hand picked him up and carried him with Reaper's help. "Got him! Let's move out."
"Echo-2, we've got Nikolai! We're heading to the exfil point! Move out!" Price informed, moved through the street towards the exfil point, still running with the wounded Nikolai.
"Echo-2, we're approaching the exfil point!" Echo-1 stated
Price looked back as Wolf and Zero kept up, firing behind them at the Militia. "Come on, Yuri!"
They came to a small ridge, and just Ahead the vehicles, were seen, lights barely visible.
Soap pointed. "There's Echo Team! Yuri, this way!"
"We have to keep moving!" Zero pushed them on, Sliding down the ridge to reach the vehicles. The others wasted no time as they slid down behind them.
Price grabbed Nikolai, placing him in a jeep before hopping in with him. "Let's go, We gotta move." He yelled, seeing the rest of the teams get into the other two Jeeps, throwing his mask off. "ove out!"
The jeeps all drove off, following one another. "Glad you made it!" Echo-2 said.
"So if Volk's in Paris, how are we getting in there in the middle of Makarov's goddamned war?" Wolf asked, looking over at Price's jeep.
Price shook his head. "We can't." He said simply, looking back at the American Captain. "But I know who can."
"Great. Just sayin', This is my first Sand storm..."
Soap laughed. "First time for everythin' mate."
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