Hoho i have finished another chapter and i am uploading it for your viewing pleasure. i hope you enjoy this chapter it dosen't have as much action as the last one put lets just say that the plot thickens quite a bit haha. oh and to answer Mile's question yes the battle of new york will be in this story XD anywho i hope you enjoy this chapter.
And Into the Fire
Washington DC USA
Flying Officer Eila Ilmatar Juutilainen
10:55 Local Time
The group was approaching their objective, the bunker that Colonel Marshal had set up as his command post. Eila and the rest of the 141 peered through some rubble that obscured the sentries' view of them. The bunker was a grey and depressing looking underground fortification that had apparently until recently been an underground parking garage for the city's residents. Outside of the bunker Eila observed a squad of soldiers manning some emplaced weapons. One of the American's guarding the bunker noticed them and pointed his weapon in their direction.
"STAR!" He shouted. Sandman then responded with the countersign.
"Texas! Friendlies coming in from the east don't shoot!" Sandman shouted to the soldiers. They all came out from cover and approached the mouth of the bunker. Three of the soldiers got out from behind their cover and headed towards them.
"Sandman is that you?" asked one of the soldiers, an older looking black man. Sandman smiled and nodded.
"Hey Sean long time no see." Sandman said to him. Then Sandman looked to the group and gestured towards the men. "Ladies this is Sergeant Foley of the 1st Battalion 75th Ranger Regiment, the guy with the goggles is Corporal Dunn, and the guy with the bandanna around his face is James Ramirez." Sandman told them.
"Yo." Corporal Dunn said to them. Ramirez simply nodded towards them.
"Aren't they a little young to be in the Army Sandman?" Sergeant Foley asked Sandman.
"Long story but they are part of the 141 like us now." Sandman responded.
"Ah so I see you joined the pre-Madonna squad," Dunn said to Sandman. Then Frost spoke up.
"Ah you are just jealous Dunn." Frost joked with Dunn who just grinned.
"Yeah Yeah Yeah I hear you, anyway head inside, Colonel Marshal is waiting for you; he will give you more Intel on your target." Dunn said to them. Frost nodded and gestured for the rest of the unit to follow him inside. They walked inside about a dozen soldiers in their gear were resting near the door apparently waiting to respond to any threat outside if the bunker was attacked. Eila noticed a long smear of blood on the ground leading further into the bunker. They headed deeper inside and came across about twenty soldiers looking over some devices and maps of the city. In the center of the room was an older soldier in his fifties talking to a younger officer.
"Colonel Marshal Sir, Task Force 141 is reporting for duty sir." Sandman said to the Colonel who looked up from his maps and looked to them.
"Ah I see. I am glad you made it." He said to them. The Colonel then looked over to the witches. "So these are the 'Specialists' General Shepherd told me about." He said. Minna then spoke up.
"Commander Minna Dietlinde-Wilcke at your service Colonel, how may we be of use?" Minna said to him; she stuck out her hand, which he then shook. Colonel Marshal looked the witches over until he eyed Hanna.
"Why is that one dressed in a mini skirt and a Wehrmacht service jacket?" The Colonel inquired as he gestured to Hanna.
"This one has a name you know; it is Hanna Justina Marseille of the Afrika Korp."Hanna shot back. Colonel Marshal rolled his eyes.
"Right then; I will explain your mission to you now." Colonel Marshal said as he pulled out a map with some photos of their targets.
"Wait hold on a second commander. You still haven't explained to me what the hell is going on here. What is this Task Force you are speaking about and why are all of these people trying to kill each other?" Hanna said to Commander Minna, who nodded.
"Yes I haven't had the time to yet. Major would you mind taking the Lieutenant aside and explaining to her the situation that we are in?" Minna asked her XO who nodded.
"Right come with me Lieutenant Marseille." Major Sakamoto said as she started to walk away from the group with Hanna.
"Oh and before I forget; Colonel, do you have a spare Task Force uniform for Lieutenant Marseille?" Commander Minna asked Colonel Marshal who shook his head.
"No unfortunately I do not but I do have some ACUs that she can try on to see if any fit. I'd imagine we have some in her size along with some Kevlar and ammo for her weapons; they should be in the lockers over there." Colonel Marshal responded as he gestured towards some lockers.
"Thank you Colonel." Minna replied. Colonel Marshal nodded. Then Sandman spoke to the group.
"Ok people, we are going to take an hour break before we move out again. So if you want to sleep a bit or gets some food now would be the time. Don't worry I will fill you guys in on the mission details when we get ready to move out." Sandman told them. There were several sighs of relief amongst the group as they fell out and found a place to sit. Sanya tapped Eila on the shoulder.
"Hey how are you holding up?" Sanya asked her. Eila smirked and shrugged.
"Eh I am fine that fight with the Russian's was nothing we couldn't handle. How are you feeling Sanya, is everything alright?" Eila responded. Sanya shook her head.
"No I am still worried about you. The whole Makarov thing I can tell you were shaken from what happened and I can't blame you for that. If I was in your situation I would be terrified right now. Look, I just want to know where your head is at so if you want to talk to me I am here for you Eila." Sanya said to her. Eila's heart fluttered a bit at her lover's concern for her.
"Hey I am alright, I just want to focus on this mission now ok? After this is all said and done with we can talk about what happened. But don't worry about me I am fine ok." Eila said to her. Sanya smiled.
"Ok I am glad you are alright then. Well I don't know about you but I am not hungry do you want to see if we can sleep for a little bit?" Sanya asked her. Eila nodded her head.
"Yeah sure, we can do that." Eila said as both of them sat down and leaned back against a wall. Eila then heard the sound of Truck slamming his fist on a vending machine. Truck roared in frustration.
"No damn it I don't want ice tea I want soda!" Truck shouted as a turquoise colored can popped out of the machine. "Ugh, damn it. Hey Frost you want some Ice tea?" Truck asked Frost who was sitting at a bench near the back of the room.
"Yeah thanks man." Frost said as Truck tossed a can of ice tea over to Frost. Frost caught the can and popped the top of it; he then pulled off his mask and took a sip of the ice tea. Just then Hanna looked over to him and a gleam appeared in her eyes.
"Excuse me for a moment Major." Hanna said to Major Sakamoto as she approached Frost. She put her foot down right next to Frost on the bench and leaned in so that her face was only a few centimeters from Frost's. "Hey there, so Frost was it. I saw what you did when the Orussian's had your unit pinned down by machine gun fire, it was very impressive if I do say so myself. I have to admit you got some real balls and I like that." Hanna said to him in a mildly seductive voice. Eila noticed from the corner of her eye that a look of annoyance shot across Shirley's face.
"Um thanks I think." Frost responded. Eila noticed Frost's eyes wander a bit across Hanna's body. Hanna then grinned.
"Well I got a cigar from Havana why don't we go light it up and…. Get to know each other a little" she said to Frost who was blushing slightly. Then Grinch spoke to them.
"How old are you Hanna?" He simply asked.
"Seventeen why does it matter?" Hanna replied with clear annoyance in her voice. Clearly she didn't like being interrupted when she was trying to get into someone's pants.
"Well then no; Frost cannot 'get to know you' it is against regs for an adult to fraternize with someone under the age of eighteen in this country especially considering how you are now part of the same unit." Grinch said to Hanna who lifted an eyebrow.
"Well that is fucking stupid rule." Hanna replied to him.
"Hey rules are rules kid deal with it." Grinch stated. Hanna let out a sigh. She then looked to Frost who was still blushing.
"Well you know what they say Frost?" She asked him
"Uh, no what?" Frost responded.
"That rules are meant to be broken; until next time then." Hanna said to him with a grin on her face. She then stepped back and walked over to Major Sakamoto who had a look of extreme annoyance on her face. "Right so where were we Major." Hanna asked her.
"I was about to get to how we came in contact with Task Force 141's leader General Shepherd." Major Sakamoto said.
"Huh Shepherd? When did he become a General, wait come to think of it why is he a General in the Liberion Army? After all Shepherd is from Karlsland." Hanna asked Major Sakamoto. Then Grinch spoke.
"Wait how do you know Shepherd?" Grinch asked her.
"Hershel Von Shepherd the Second; that is the guy we are talking about right? I met him about a year ago in Afrika he was apparently a brigade level commander, a Colonel I think. He was a real bastard from what I remember he had no concern for his men's safety all he cared about was victory." Hanna said to Grinch.
"No we are talking about Shepherd the Third, so your Shepherd's son." Grinch said to her.
"Ah right I guess that make sense this is the future after all." Hanna said then Frost spoke.
"Come to think about it I do remember Shepherd telling me once that his dad was in the German Army during World War Two." Frost said to everyone.
"Germany is your world's Karlsland, and there is no Neuroi in this world right? Then what the hell was he doing in the German Army polishing boots his entire career?" Hanna asked him.
"He was fighting against the Allies in Egypt during the North Africa Campaign." Frost said to Hanna.
"Ah I see." She got quiet for a moment. "Well can I get a uniform to change into then; I don't want to keep standing out like a sore thumb?" Hanna asked them. Frost gestured to the lockers.
"Yeah but I think you will have to find a properly fitting uniform on your own I don't know what size you are." Frost said to her.
"That is fine I will just look on my own then." Hanna said as she walked over to the lockers. Eila then looked down to see that Sanya had fallen asleep and had laid her head on Eila's lap. Eila smiled a bit and tried to doze off herself. After thirty seconds she was asleep.
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Flying Officer Eila Ilmatar Juutilainen
Unknown
A sudden wave of nausea struck Eila as she once again saw the clock tower with the hands spinning backwards. Eila felt a hand on her shoulder as she began to regain her vision.
"Natasha are you alright?" asked an unfamiliar voice. Eila looked up and saw a reflection in the window of a car that she was standing by. She looked different like someone else. Eila appeared to be an older women in her fifties with graying short hair and wrinkled skin.
"I am alright comrade Zakhaev, I just got a little dizzy." The women Eila was apparently possessing said. The women turned her head to see Zakhaev who was an older one armed man. It quickly dawned on Eila this was Imran Zakhaev the leader of the Ultranationalists. Imran grimaced as he looked her over. Eila took the chance to look around it appeared they were in the middle of a desert somewhere; then Imran spoke.
"Vladimir, she looks like she is going to fall over dead at any minute. I do not understand why you asked me to spend billions of dollars trying to find one of the Vorkuta test subjects; what can she possibly do to help our cause?" Imran asked someone she currently couldn't see. Natasha turned her head and saw Makarov approaching from the other side of the truck.
"Be patient comrade, Natasha was one of the most powerful of the Vorkuta test subjects; she was almost as powerful as Viktor Reznov was himself. We need her in order to use the artifact that we are trading the nuke for." Makarov said calmly. Imran huffed.
"And what is this artifact anyway? Why is it so important to you that we need to trade a nuclear weapon to Bin Laden for it?" Imran asked Makarov who briefly smirked.
"The artifact will allow us to communicate with something. These things that we will speak to can help us in our war against the government; hell even the might of the U.S. Military will be unable to stop them once we make a pact with them." Makarov told Imran who still looked displeased. Then another man spoke this one was dressed like some kind of bodyguard or something.
"Sir, Osama Bin Laden and Khaled Al-Asad are approaching now from the west." The guard said to his leader.
"Good I see them now." Imran said as they looked to the west. A lone white cargo truck was approaching them. "So how do we know the Americans are not watching us now and that any moment one of their Predator drones won't shoot a missile at us?" Imran asked Makarov who smiled like a shark.
"Oh I left the Americans an anonymous tip saying that Osama Bin Laden was sighted in Tehran. You know the Americans they are probably scrambling to look for him there. They have wanted an excuse to go to war with Iran for years now; and I would imagine that seeing Bin Laden there would be all the justification they would need to invade Iran." Makarov said smugly.
"Ah well played. Here they are now." Imran said as the white truck stopped about thirty meters in front of them. Two men in black masks and camouflaged uniforms stepped out of the front while from the back a tall bearded man in flowing white robes stepped out accompanied by another man in a blue and tan military uniform with a blood red beret. "Ah my friends it is so good to see you again." Imran said to the two men. The tall man spoke first.
"Yes it is good to see you as well Imran Zakhaev. We have the artifact that you requested." The tall man said; he then spoke in a language that Eila did not understand. From the rear of the truck to more men appeared carrying a solid metal box. "Do you have the nuke?" The tall man said.
"Yes it is in our truck as well; Boris go and get it!" Makarov ordered the bodyguard to get the nuclear weapon. Once the guard came back with a large box Makarov gestured to the man with the beret. "Go on Khaled see it for yourself." He said to Khaled Al-Asad; who nodded and went over the box. Khaled opened it and turned to whom Eila could now assume was Osama Bin Laden and nodded.
"Everything appears to be in order." Khaled stated; then Makarov spoke.
"Alright you have your nuke can we see the artifact?" Makarov asked Osama; who turned to his men and said something in another language. The men opened the box and an eerie red glow emitted from the box.
"We found it exactly where you said it would be Makarov." Khaled said to Makarov who smirked.
"Of course where else would it be other than in the Egyptian desert. Come now Natasha, go on and see the artifact. Speak to the ones on the other side seal our destinies." Makarov said to the women Eila was seeing this event through.
"Right away master." Natasha said to him as she cautiously began to approach the unknown artifact. Eila was within two meters of the artifact when suddenly her world went black.
"DO YOU THINK THIS IS A GAME EILA?!" Makarov shouted Eila whipped her head around in just enough time to see Makarov approaching her. Makarov lashed out and grabbed her by the throat. He lifted her off her feet and began to choke her. "Do you honestly think that you can stop me? Do you think your presence her can really change anything?" Makarov spat
"Fuck you." Eila managed to say as Makarov tossed her to the ground.
"You know I could kill you right here, right now. But I won't." Makarov growled to her. Eila struggled to regain her breath.
"You're a monster and I have killed plenty of monsters in my time; I can kill you to Makarov." Eila shot back to him. Makarov smiled at her like a wolf that was about to devour a defenseless sheep.
"How do you expect to kill me when you're so afraid of me that you shudder every time you even think about me? Please Eila I know that you are a pathetic coward; you aren't worthy to be called a soldier." Makarov laughed; it was true Eila was shaking when she was looking at Makarov. Makarov then glared at her and spoke. "I won't kill you yet Eila I have plans for you…. and Sanya." Makarov said with malice in his voice.
"You leave her out of this you bastard!" Eila shouted at him. Makarov smiled at her and turned away.
"We will meet again Eila. I will see you after midnight…. And when I do…. you will wish that I killed you here." Makarov said. Just as Eila was about to retort she woke up.
Washington DC USA
Flying Officer Eila Juutilainen
11:20 Local Time
Eila woke up and quickly looked around the room. She was back in the bunker with the rest of the members of the task force who were all taking a break before they left to continue their mission. What the fuck just happened; how does Makarov know I am here in this world? And how the Hell can he get into my visions? No he can't be in my visions my magic must be acting up that has to be it. Eila thought to herself. Sanya lifted her head off of Eila's lap and sleepily looked up at her.
"Eila what is the matter you startled me when you jerked up a few seconds ago?" Sanya asked her.
"Oh it…. it was nothing Sanya." Eila said to her. Just then Eila looked at her neck and put two fingers on it.
"Hey Eila how did you get these bruises?" Sanya asked her. Eila got a startled look in her eyes and put a finger on where she suddenly felt pain. Just then she heard a bit of shouting from near the bunker entrance.
"We got a wounded man!" Shouted a familiar voice. Eila looked towards the entrance to see Sergeant Foley and Corporal Dunn carrying in a bleeding man. It was Ramirez.
Washington DC USA
Sergeant Yoshika Miyafuji
11:21 Local Time
"Make some room people!" Corporal Dunn shouted. They laid Ramirez down on the ground and tried to apply pressure to a gushing neck wound. "Shit Sarge I don't think he is going to make it." Dunn said to Foley.
"Don't say that Corporal; Ramirez is a fighter he will pull through. MEDIC!" Foley shouted for anyone that was listening. Yoshika ran to the side of the wounded man.
"I am a doctor I can help him!" Yoshika shouted to the Sergeant. Foley looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
"What? There is no way that you are old enough to have graduated medical school." Sergeant Foley replied.
"Just move aside I can help him." Yoshika said to him. Both of the American soldiers gave her some space. She put her hands out by his neck and summoned her familiar. She began to use her healing magic on the injured man. Yoshika heard both of the Americans gasp in amazement as to what they were witnessing. Within a few minutes she had sealed the wound and he was out of danger. Ramirez looked up at her with amazement in his eyes.
"How…. how did you do that?" Ramirez asked her. Yoshika smiled at him.
"I used magic." She simply replied. Then Sandman spoke to the group.
"Gentlemen what you just witnessed was highly classified so I can't have you breathing a word of this to the press got it?" Sandman asked the group, they were still too stunned to respond. Yoshika looked back within the time she was healing the soldier a medic had come out from the room he was in and watched Yoshika's work.
"Hey is there anymore wounded here? I can save them with my magic." Yoshika asked the medic who nodded.
"Yeah come with me." The medic responded. Yoshika followed him until they reached a parking level of the garage. "I think you are going to be here for awhile though." The medic said as she looked out and saw to her horror hundreds of screaming wounded with only a few medics rushing between the worst of the wounded. It was like a scene from one of her worst nightmares. She rushed over to the nearest patient a young woman with server burns across her chest and face. Yoshika summoned her familiar and went to work. She spent the next ten minutes going from wounded to wounded doing the best she could before she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Sergeant Miyafuji, you have done enough. I need you to save your strength." It was Major Sakamoto.
"But Major there is still many more wounded and dying here I have to save them I have to do something here." Yoshika pleaded with her.
"Miyafuji there is nothing you can do; look at all of them; you would exhaust your magic before you healed one tenth of them. I need you to save your strength for the mission." Major Sakamoto said rather coldly to Yoshika.
"But Major I…." Major Sakamoto put her hand up.
"No buts this is an order I don't like it but we have to be pragmatic here I am sorry but that is just the way things are right now." Major Sakamoto said to her. Yoshika reluctantly nodded and began to walk away. Just then a hand reached out and grabbed her arm. She looked down to see a young man who couldn't have been much older than Lynne holding onto her. He had both of his legs missing and was bleeding from several gunshot wounds.
"Don't leave me….. Please don't leave me." He pleaded to her with watery eyes.
"I am sorry there….. There is nothing I can do, I am sorry." Yoshika stammered. He stared at her his eyes told her just how such pain he was in. she was locked into those teary blue eyes. And suddenly to her horror the light went from his eyes and he let go of her and his head slumped to the side. A medic placed a cloth over him and shook his head. It took Yoshika a few minutes to regain her composure but she knew that those eyes were going to haunt her for the rest of her life.
Washington DC USA
Staff Sergeant Derek Westbrook "Frost"
11:35 Local Time
"Alright people play time is over gather around." Sandman said to the group. Everyone assembled around Sandman. Derek noticed Shirley walk up next to him.
"Hey there you get some rest?" Shirley asked him. Derek nodded.
"Yeah I did how about you?" He asked her.
"Yeah I caught a few Z's." Shirley said to him. Then Sandman started speaking again.
"Ok so here is what we are going to do. We are heading to our primary objective now. We are going to try to be stealthy on the way in. the BM-30s are mounted on trucks so they can drive off it they now we are coming so I want everyone to use silenced weapons and knives only, got it?" Sandman asked the group everyone nodded agreement. "Good; we got some new orders to. Colonel Marshal told us that a high ranking Russian officer by the name of Ivan Churnov is in the city. A Predator drone spotted him heading with a platoon of Russians leading a bunch of civilians into a large gymnasium. Command wants him alive we need to interrogate him to see if he knows what the Reds' next move is. Alright people head to the armory and stock up on ammo and equipment I need everyone to carry a C4 packet that is what we will use to take out the launchers." Sandman told the group. Everyone headed to the armory. Frost decided to ditch the SCAR and Vector in favor of a silenced HK416 assault rifle. Frost looked around a saw Hanna Marseille screwing on a silencer to her SCAR and grabbing two holsters for two M9s she put the holsters under her armpits just like if she was a detective from one of those old Noir movies. Hanna then picked up a M79 grenade launcher.
"Whoa Hanna that thing is a 40mm grenade launcher I don't think you can be very stealthy with that thing." Frost said to her. Hanna turned to her and smiled.
"Ah well you know we might need it just in case. Here turn around." Hanna said to Frost. Derek turned around and Hanna slung the M79 on his back. Frost looked back to her and saw her loading her shotgun with more buckshot.
"You know I don't think you will need that many guns Hanna." Frost told her. Hanna looked up at him and grinned.
"Well you know a gun is like a condom. I would rather have them and not need them; then to need them and not have them." Hanna said to him deadpan. Frost smirked a bit.
"Nicely put." Frost told her. Frost thought to himself for a moment. Hanna really was an attractive woman. Long blonde hair; tanned skin and a perfect figure. Hell if she were a year older Frost would be really interested in her. Hell even in a full military uniform she still looked great. Between her and Shirley they had to be the most attractive women in the military. Hanna looked up at him and gave him a sly grin.
"You like what you see Frost?" Hanna said seductively. Frosts face turned beat red.
"Ah sorry I didn't mean to leer at you like that." Frost scrambled to say. Hanna waved it away and chuckled.
"Don't worry about it. Beside you aren't half bad looking yourself." Hanna replied; that didn't help matters as that made Frost blush even more. Damn my fair skin it makes my emotions that much more obvious. Frost thought to himself.
"Thanks." Was all Frost could say. Just then he was saved from any further awkwardness by Sandman speaking.
"Alright people times up grab your shit and let's move out." Sandman said. Everyone grabbed their remaining equipment and began to head out for the exit of the bunker. They stepped outside and began to head towards their objective.
Washington DC USA
Flight Officer Sanya V. Litvyak
12:15 local time
They had been walking for a good twenty minutes are so. They were spread out scanning all of the roof tops and windows to make sure no one was going to ambush them. Everywhere they went they saw the signs of battle. Destroyed vehicles, downed aircraft and bullet riddled bodies littered the ground. A loud twin engine plane flew overhead. From the nose of the aircraft hundreds of bright red tracers spewed from its cannon. The gunfire was like a giant ripping a huge canvas.
"USAF A-10 Thunderbolt; it's got a 30mm Gatling cannon that can rip through even the most heavily armored tank." Truck said to no one in particular.
"Shit I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of that thing." Gertrude said to the group. Just then out of the corner of Sanya's eye she saw some graffiti. A strange symbol and the words Cordis Die under it.
"Hey Frost, do you know what that means?" Sanya asked Frost who looked over to the symbol.
"It means Heart Day or something like that. We saw it a bunch in Nicaragua when we were on a mission to rescue Isabella Marquez." Frost stated. Sanya was confused for a second about what he said about Marquez.
"Wait rescue? What happened to Marquez?" Sanya asked him. Frost shook his head and began to speak.
"As you could probably figure out Isabella isn't an American. She was some girl from Nicaragua that Raul Menendez was holding captive in one of his Cartel's brothels. She was a sex slave apparently. I swear to god that was the weirdest fucking mission I have ever been on. We go into Nicaragua and track down the brothel she was being held in and we fucking see Raul Menendez himself at the compound. Apparently he was doing some kind of inspection or some shit like that. I had a clear fucking shot on that one eyed drug peddling asshole but General Shepherd didn't clear us for the shot. He said rescuing Isabella was more important that taking Menendez out. For the life of me I can't figure out why. I mean she is a nice girl in all but damn was she really worth missing the only opportunity to kill Menendez. After we extract her and get back to America; the very next day after the mission we see her in a U.S. Army uniform. Apparently she is General Shepherd's aide now." Frost stated to her. That was interesting; what made Isabella important enough to send out a Special Forces team to rescue her. Things were just not adding up. Sanya called out her familiar and skimmed over Frost's thoughts and looked for something relating to Raul Menendez. After a little digging Sanya found out that he was apparently at number two on the world's most wanted list and had been responsible for thousands of deaths in various drug wars in South America. Why was Isabella more important than taking this guy out? Well I guess one way or another I will find out more about this girl. The only question is will she be an ally or an enemy?
"That is horrible I can't believe that someone would enslave someone in the modern world especially to make them a sex slave that is just horrible." Lynnette said as she shivered at the thought of what a horrible fate that must be.
"Yeah I have seen a lot in my time but the fact that things that still happen in today's world just sickens me to the core." Frost responded. Sanya felt sick to her stomach at the thought of how horrible that must have been. Lynnette didn't seem like she had anything else to say so they continued on in silence.
Washington DC USA
Flying Officer Eila Ilmatar Juutilainen
13:05 Local Time
The group had continued along their path towards their objective. So far they had not encountered any Russian soldiers. The group rounded the corner and came across a bullet riddled limo. Bodies of dead Russian soldiers and a few men in black business suits littered the ground. Eila could see that from within the limo there was an older bald man holding onto a pistol. Blood splattered his suit as he was slumped over. Grinch walked over to him and checked his pulse.
"Shit…. Sandman, he is dead." Grinch informed Sandman who clenched his teeth and swore.
"Who is he?" Asked Major Sakamoto who was as puzzled as the rest of the witches.
"He was a U.S. Senator from the state of Arizona. He was a good man; he used to be in the U.S. Navy. He was a pilot apparently and he served during the Vietnam War." Sandman told her. Major Sakamoto shook her head in disgust.
"Well at least he put up a good fight before they got him." She replied. Sandman nodded as he leaned over and shut the senator's eyes. Just then Francesca spoke.
"Hey guys what is that over there?" She asked as she pointed to a small plane flying low over the buildings about half a kilometer to the west.
"That looks like a Reaper unmanned combat aerial vehicle not sure if it's ours or the Reds." Truck replied as they watched the mysterious plane. Just then Eila got a glimpse of the future.
"Guys its hostile." Eila said as she began to get ready to run.
"What how do you know?" Truck said just as the Reaper turned and started heading in their direction. "Oh shit run!" Truck shouted. Eila began to sprint away trying to find the nearest cover as she heard the sound of a rocket being launched in their direction.
"Eila what the hell are you doing we are heading to the left don't get separated from us!" Frost shouted at her; but it was too late a missile had struck where they had been standing a few seconds ago and any chance of reuniting with the group was lost as a second missile was incoming. Eila continued to the left ducking into some damaged buildings.
"I'll link up with you in a bit let's just shake this asshole." Eila shouted into her radio as she continued to the left as she ducked inside some damaged buildings.
"Eila it looks like it is turning in your direction keep running and we will…" Sandman was saying before he suddenly was cut off by static. Suddenly over Eila's radio she began to hear numbers being spoken aloud.
"10…2...5...14….32….67…1….1…6…6…98….45…" A woman spoke into her radio.
"What? shit can you hear me?" Eila said as she tried to contact Sandman again to no avail. The building she was in shook as a missile hit it the floor gave way and Eila began to slide down the "ramp" that had been formed by the destroyed floor. The numbers kept blaring in her ear. All of a suddenly when she got down at the end of the ramp a piece of wood fell onto her smacking her right in the forehead. Suddenly her world went dark.
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Flying Officer Eila Ilmatar Juutilainen
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"You bastards I will never let you have Berlin!" Gertrude shouted she used her MG42 like a club to strike a Russian soldier rushing at her with a bayoneted rifle. Her enhanced strength caused both her gun and the Russian to become broken beyond recognition. Eila fired her UMP.45 into an oncoming Russian soldier who was firing his AK-47 wildly at her. The bullets smacked into him like a freight train lifting in off his feet and causing a spray of blood to fan out from his back. Eila turned around and saw a Russian soldier with a shotgun jumping down from some rubble. She shot him through his forehead with her last two shots.
"Shit I am out!" Eila shouted. She quickly switched to her sidearm a Glock 17 and fired it at a nearby enemy soldier. Eila looked around and saw that the rest of the group was as in bad shape as she was. Grinch fought off a riot shield carrying Russian with his duel Desert Eagles. Frost was engaged in hand to hand combat with a Spetznaz operative wielding a tomahawk. Sandman was stomping a Russian soldier's head in as another Russian lunged at him. Shirley was down to her .45; Erica was firing her M9 into a downed Russian Soldier as Minna was covering her six with the last few bullets of her MK.18. Sanya was firing her M92 at some unseen enemies. This was bad if they didn't get some assistance soon they would be overrun. Eila then felt a drop of liquid fall on her cheek. She quickly wiped it off and looked at her fingers. It was blood. Eila looked up as more blood fell from the sky; in a few seconds it was pouring blood like it was rain. The fighting stopped as everyone Russian and American looked to the sky. Then a horrible ripping sound came from the sky. A bright red hole appeared in the sky maybe a dozen kilometers long; then Eila heard an ear piercing screech.
Washington DC USA
Flying Officer Eila Ilmatar Juutilainen
13:15 Local Time
Eila came to and looked around. She heard voices speaking in Russian. Eila was pinned under some rubble and couldn't move. Worse yet her UMP was just out of her reach; she was defenseless. Two Russian Soldiers rounded the corner of and spotted her. One of them smiled and raised his rifle to shoot her. Out of nowhere a hailstorm of bullets ripped into both of the Russian soldiers. An older looking man in an Orussian Army uniform circa 1945 rounded the corner. He was tall with a short graying beard; he carried an old PPSH-41 SMG in one hand. He saw her and set down his gun.
"Eila let me help you get out of here. I need you to get back to your friends." The man said to her. What, how does he know my name.
"Wha…who are you?" Eila asked him. The man didn't respond he kept moving rubble off of her.
"That vision you just had; that was a sign of things to come. That is why it is important that you heed my warning. Makarov must die. Or else it won't be just this world that burns." He told her.
"Wait how do you know about my visions?" Eila asked him as he cleared the last piece of debris from her. He stuck out his hand, which Eila grabbed as she helped him up.
"I have fought men like Makarov before. Vladimir is cut from the same cloth as men like Dragovich and Kravchenko; their methods and motivation might be different, but their goals are the same." The man said to her.
"To destroy America? Is that what Makarov's plan is?" Eila inquired. The man shook his head.
"No, well that is part of it the first step if you will. However Makarov's real goals are much more terrifying then that." The Man said as Eila grabbed her SMG off the ground. Eila was aware that she still heard the sound of the numbers over her radio. The man walked over to Eila and put his hand on her shoulder. "Listen there is not much that I can do in the state that I am in now but I will help you the best I can. Here take this your Tarot deck is short one card short." The man said to her as he pulled out a card from his breast pocket and handed it to her. Eila took a look at the card. It was a picture of two stars on the horizon with the caption Second Sun on it. Then Eila's consciousness was ripped from her body.
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Flying Officer Eila Ilmatar Juutilainen
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Eila saw the Clock Tower its hand stuck at three. The blood still stained its face. Then Eila saw a shark made of metal rise from the ocean. It spit out a long tongue of fire like a dragon of legend. Then she heard a voice.
"CODE BLACK, I REPEAT CODE BLACK!" A Britannia sounding voice said over the radio. Then she was back in Washington DC in the ruins she saw life sized puppets of soldiers, some American and some Russians being controlled by two sets of unseen hands. They danced to the puppeteers tune. Suddenly a star was born eclipsing even the sun. The strings on the puppets were cut and the puppets came apart. To Eila's horror they split apart in a bright spray of arterial blood and tendons as if they had been real human beings. A tidal wave of blood came towards Eila drowning her in the blood of thousands of lost souls. Then she was back at the Clock Tower its hands had shifted to four as more blood split onto it, running down the base of the tower.
Washington DC USA
Flying Officer Eila Ilmatar Juutilainen
13:20 Local Time
"EILA! EILA CAN YOU HEAR ME!" Shouted Sanya.
"Yeah I can hear you sorry about that I got knocked unconscious when the building collapsed." Eila said to her. Eila heard Sanya sigh in relief. Eila looked around the mysterious man was gone as well as the numbers; however she still held onto the card he had given her. She pulled out her Tarot deck and put the card into the deck. She put her finger on her head and saw some blood coming from a nasty gash where the debris had knocked her out. Shit Yoshika will have to use her magic on that unless I want a nasty scar to form, which I don't.
"Thank God I thought I, I mean we had lost you." Sanya said to Eila.
"It's alright I am ok. Where are you guys? I need to regroup with you." Eila asked; then Commander Minna spoke.
"We are about a block away from where we were attacked. We are hunkered down in a two story apartment building." Commander Minna told her.
"Alright I will be there in a few minutes." Eila said as she began to head towards the group. She thought for a moment if she should tell the others about the mysterious man but decided against it. Maybe later she would tell Sanya about it but now they needed to focus on the mission.
Washington DC USA
Pilot Officer Francesca Lucchini
14:37 Local Time
It had taken some time but they had finally reached their objective. Francesca looked out from her vantage point and saw in a parking lot that about a dozen trucks with big rocket launchers on the backs of them were in the open being loaded for their next strike. Surrounding the perimeter of the trucks was a few towed AA guns of some kind with guards sweeping the skies for signs of an incoming American attack plane. About a dozen guards patrolled the perimeter looking for signs of a ground assault.
"Alright people so this is the plan. Lynnette, Yoshika, Grinch, Truck and Sanya I want you to find a position to provide over watch from. Frost, Marseille, Shirley and Francesca I want you to move in from the West and take out the AA guns there. When you are done with that I want you to move in on the launchers and take out anyone near them. Gertrude, Minna, Erica and Perrine I want you moving in from the South same plan as Frost's team. Eila, Major Sakamoto and I will attack from the North. Remember people suppressed weapons only these trucks are mobile if they get spooked they will move out of this area and we will have to start our search over again. Everyone clear?" Sandman asked the group; everyone nodded. "Alright let's move out people." Sandman said. Frost gestured for his group to follow him through some rubble that obscured the view of them from the Russians. They crawled the last fifty meters so they would remain undetected. Francesca readied her TMP and made sure the suppressor was screwed on properly. When she was satisfied she took a deep breath and began to sneak towards her target. As luck would have it a jet of some kind passed overhead and the AA gunners started shooting at it. While they were distracted Francesca and the rest of the group closed the distance. Francesca shouldered her TMP and put her sights on one of the gunners' head. Francesca looked to Frost who nodded. As one the group fired; Francesca's shot blew straight through the Russian's helmet and splattered blood all over the gun barrel. A guard turned to face them but as he was about to speak Francesca fired a quick three rounds at his upper chest killing him instantly. Frost gestured for the group to continue to the next AA gun. They took cover near to parked cars. Francesca saw at the next gun there was about a half dozen soldiers were around the next gun. Frost then spoke into his radio.
"Grinch, Lynnette I need you to take out some of the guys by the southwest most AA gun can you do that?" Frost asked them.
"Rog wait five." Grinch said. "Alright we have them in our sights we are going to take the two guys on the far left give us the signal."
"Alright on three. 1…" Frost said as Francesca picked her target an ammo loader near the gun. "2….3." Frost said. Francesca pulled the trigger and let loose five rounds into the back of the ammo loader. All of the Russians near the gun slumped over dead. "Alright people let's move in towards the trucks."
Washington DC USA
Commander Minna Dietlinde-Wilcke
14:57 Local Time
They had cleared the AA guns and began to move in on the MLRS units. Minna thought to herself that they vaguely looked like the rocket launchers the Orussian army used back in her world. They were near the first launcher about seven Russians, logistics people by the looks of them; were near their first target. Minna gestured to Gertrude to take out the Russian taking a smoke break and for Perrine to take out the two carting rockets to be loaded into the launcher. Minna then gestured for Erica to take out one of the guards near the back of the truck while Minna would take the other one near the rear left tire. Minna held out her hand so the other witches could see. She stuck out three fingers and slowly counted down to one. In unison the witches fired their weapons. The recoil on Minna's carbine kicked into her shoulder as a low velocity 5.56mm round left her gun and struck her target through his left eye. All of the targets were down. The witches moved up and approached the driver side door. Minna knocked on the door. When the driver opened it and stuck his head out Minna put a bullet between his eyes. Satisfied that all of the targets were down they moved onto the next one. This truck was less defended only two guards half paying attention were standing near the truck as two loaders loaded rockets into the launcher. Minna picked the guard on the right of the truck and gestured for the other witches to pick their targets. She again counted down from three and they fired as one. Two rounds from Minna's gun hit her target through the chest. Minna gestured for Gertrude to take out the driver and for Erica to go around the other side of the truck to see if there was anyone they missed. Gertrude went up to the driver side and swung open the door; she then fired three rounds in rapid succession into the driver. Erica gave the all clear signal and Minna raised her hand to her ear.
"This is Commander Wilcke our targets are down." She said to the other groups. After a few seconds Sandman spoke.
"This is Sandman our targets have been eliminated." He told them. Then Frost spoke to the Group.
"Alright we are done here. Grinch you see anymore Tangos in the area?" Frost asked the other Delta Force operative.
"Negative all targets in the killzone are down good work people." Grinch said to them.
"Alright people out-fucking-standing lets rig these bad boys up with C4 and move on to our next objective." Sandman said to the group.
"Finally I am glad that is over now we don't have to sneak around anymore we can hit our next target guns blazing right?" Gertrude asked Sandman who nodded.
"Yeah once we get there we don't have to be as stealthy that fat fuck Churnov won't be able to run off that easily so once we are in position we can go in guns blazing." Sandman said to Gertrude who nodded in approval.
"I will be glad we won't have to crawl around in the dust anymore I feel dirtier than I have ever been in my life before." Perrine said. A few people chuckled.
"Oh can it Perrine there is nothing wrong with a little dirt in your life every once and a while." Erica said; Perrine fumed.
"That is coming from the person who literally has a mountain of trash in their room!" Perrine spat at Erica who just chuckled a bit. Gertrude nodded.
"It's true I had to build my Siegfried Line in order to keep her garbage away from my side of the room." Gertrude said. Hanna began to chuckle.
"So I see that you haven't changed a bit since I last saw you Hartmann." Hanna laughed. Erica shrugged, and replied.
"Hey if it ain't broke don't fix it; that is what I always say." Erica casually responded to every ones amusement.
"Alright people enough chit chat lets finish are object so we can be done here." Sandman said to everyone.
"YES SIR!" Everyone said in unison as they left to rig the BM-30s with explosives.
The plot thickens who was the mysterious man, what did Makarov mean when he said he has plans for Eila and what was in that box that Bin Laden had urgh so many questions. oh and i wonder what Raul Menendez has to do with this and why was Marquez so important to Shepherd all questions will be answered...Eventually XD anyway please R/R and stuff XD