The minute Snake moved, he tripped down the stairs, making a series of loud noises. He instantly recovered from the embarrassing and stupid incident and ran for cover behind some oil drums. He heard a group of guards run to investigate. He didn't dare look over the edge. He just listened, barely breathing. They called in to more guards on he radio saying it was nothing. They quietly walked away, returning to their posts. Now even more alert, Snake crept out of his hiding place. He looked around, thinking he'd seen this place before. He ducked down and called Sigint.
"Snake! What's up?"
"This place, it looks so familiar."
"Yeah, remember in The Boss' class when we studied Groznyj Grad?"
"Yes, but I'm still in America. Right?"
"Of course. But these guys built an exact replica of it!"
"What? How the hell would they do that?"
Apparently, the Russians shipped small parts of it in their import ships. It took a LONG time to do that, to. About 15 years."
That's insane!"
"Well you know how those commies are"
Sigint hung up.
Snake continued. Walking low, he advanced, sneaking past guards and dodging search lights.
Looking off to his left, he noticed an armory. He could use some extra ammo, just in case.
Drawing his pistol, he slowly walked over. Then right as he was about to open the door, a man came out. He hid behind the door, which for some reason hasn't yet failed him.
The guard seemed to just walk on, so Snake ran in. In it he found quite a bit of damage inducing material. An entire box of grenades, boxes and boxes of clips, which Snake hoarded,suppressors, and a whole SVD, just sitting there. He thought he had found everything he needed, until... a ...a. BOX!
Snake instantly jumped under it and felt a wave of sudden relief rush over him. He could of fallen asleep. After all, it was only about 4:30 in the morning. He resisted the urge and packed everything up. He had to disassemble the SVD to fit it in the bag. He pocketed the supressors and clips, and latched only a few grenades. He didn't feel safe with too many on him.
Carefully opening the door, he darted out and secured a silencer to his pistol. Now he had to figure out a way to the next building. In fact, he had no idea which building he was supposed to head for. He called Sigint again.
"Hey, Snake"
"Sigint, I just realized I have no idea where to go."
"Oh, that's right. I'm surprised you didn't call earlier"
"You know you can call me"
"Yeah, but we don't want to bother you"
"Anyway, your objective is in the building after the next. The floorplan consists of an open area, building, open area, etc. You seem to have done ok with the open, but inside you'll have to get some new tricks, There won't be as much space or places to hide. But in the second building there is a hall. Go down that hall and enter the first door on the left. Call me when you get there."
Sigint hung up.
Snake peeked over the crate he was hiding behind. He saw the door was guarded by three men, pacing around it.
Snake was tired of sneaking around. He wanted to do something. He pulled out his silenced pistol and aimed carefully. Three shots, and three kills. He landed three headshots and as soon as he found they were dead, he ran to the door. He had to slow down so he wouldn't make noise. He carfully opened and closed the door. The room was a cream color, and filled with sentries. He jumped behind a corner. He knew he had to get to the other side of the building, but he had to do it stealthily. Then it hit him. He pulled the box out and got in it. This was the best idea ever! "Fuck Einstien, I got a box."
He walked in the box, and ducked when a guard showed up, and in no time he was out. He lifted off the box and noticed..well, a problem. He called Sigint again.
"You there already, Snake?"
No, but remember how you said it was open area, building, open area?
"Yeah"
"Well, there's a huge fucking cliff right in front of me!"
'Well Snake, you are in a desert, not Russia, so they must have had to adapt. Look for a bridge or some-"
Sigint's word was cut off as Snake was launched back.
There was a huge pain in his chest. He looked down and found a bullet embedded in his radio, which was giving off sparks. He was saved. He ran for cover behind a box. More shots went off, barely missing him. Snake loaded his M14 and started to fire at the invisible target.
He noticed the shots seemed to be strafing, but across the canyon! Ther had to be a bridge. Still firing, he headed towards the gunshots. He reloaded and noticed the shots had stopped. He crept toward where they came from, pointing his rifle. He was then knocked aside by a man. He knocked Snake to the ground and started choking him. With every second it became hard to breathe. Desperate, he flailed around, and saw the man had grenades latched to his suit. Without missing a beat, he yanked the pin on one, and when the man recoiled and looked down at the grenead, Snake kicked him back and dove away, the explosion nearly hitting him.
He got up and slung his rifle.
"And that is why I don't keep too many grenades."
A/N
Vaporeaon-Chan- I'd be happy to co write something. Lay some Ideas on me.