Chapter 2 – Broken Up.

"Holy shit!" I screamed as I felt someone throw me behind a wall. Gunshots filled the air as I rummaged around my body looking for my pistol. I opened my eyes and saw a man grab my arm and stared dragging me away from the fight.

"WOMBAT!" Yelled Reaver, who was on the other side of the the market.

All I heard was the man dragging me, speak in Portuguese. Then another came and helped him pick me up. I was to weak after the collision with the wall to fight back. The last I saw was Bull running up to us, as one of my captures shot him in his left shoulder, then his left leg. I felt a sharp pain in my head and that's when I blanked out.

Several minutes later, I woke up in a daze. I was sitting down against a wall with chained hand-cuffs around wrists. Looking up, I found that I wasn't alone. Three other men had their guns pointed at my face. I recognised two of them, Rojas and his right hand man. The other picked me up onto my feet.

"Who do you work for?!" Screamed Rojas.

I said nothing. His gun pressed into my forehead.

"Do you speak Portuguese?!" He asked.

I whipped the spit from my face with my shoulder and remained silent. Rojas smiled at me, and put his gun away.

"We going to do this the fun way are we?" He snorted.

I looked up to see Rojas raise his fist and force it down into my face, braking my nose. Blood pored down into my mouth.

"Will you talk now?" Asked Rojas.

I turned my head and spat the bloody sliver on his feet. He laughed, looking at the others. Soon after the others joined in the short laugh until someone knocked on the door. The door was opened by Rojas' right hand man to see a militia with a balaclava.

"There is more of these scum, I only saw three in a car." He said, whilst panting.

He stared at Rojas, waiting for him to say something.

"Go down to the city, stall them as much as you can." Ordered Rojas as he picked up a black duffel bag.

He nodded and ran out the building, jumped a fence and Disappeared in the distance. Rojas looked nervous, pacing the room until he strapped the duffel bag around his body and opened the door.

"Kill him" Rojas said faintly before he ran down the hill, next to the fence.

The militia walked over to the door and closed it. I quickly ran over to him and threw the chain around his neck but he was screaming for help, I needed to shut him up. The corner of the brick wall next to me would do. I pulled his head towards the corner and pushed his face into it as hard as i could. Blood sprayed the wall as I pulled him back, his face was crushed from the impact, no vitals either. I scanned his body to find the keys. All I found was a Ranger stuffed in his belt.

"That will do I guess." I mumbled to myself.

I aimed the gun at the chain and pulled the trigger. After the loud bang, I was free to move my hands further apart, but the cuffs were still attached and were bloody annoying. I finally found the keys on the table in the back room. After I unlocked my cuffs and ran outside, I heard gunshots and people screaming from the city.

'It's got to be MacTavish and his men' I thought to my self as I picked up a M1911. 45 I found on a barrel, replacing my ranger. I then continued down an alley way to find myself in the market. Blood and bullet holes covered the walls of the buildings. I saw some militia laying on the ground dead, but none of my squad. I checked under tables to see if Bull was K.I.A or not, but he was no where to be seen, and I hope that's a good thing. More gunfire was heard until movement in a window startled me. I raised my pistol.

"Icepick!" I shouted.

"Phoenix, where the hell is your radio, Wombat?" It was Crow. He moved into eyesight and lowered his SCAR.

"I was stripped of all my equipment by Rojas and his men, I hear that MacTavish has arrived?" I asked, lowering my pistol.

"Yeah, they should be heading for the Favela to seek out Rojas." He answered. "Where were you after that ambush this morning?"

"I was captured and taken to Rojas, his right hand man is heading down to MacTavish." I replied.

"They already found him. They are sending three more 141 soldiers out here."

"What happened to our squad when I was captured?"

"We got out in time, Bull got hit twice, but he is alright."

"Ok, good, so where to now?"

"Follow me." Ordered Crow as he turned and sprinted up a set of stairs.

I raced after him until we found ourselves in a alley way. I stopped when I saw Crow motion for me to hold position. We waited there for awhile. A pot plant fell from a roof, breaking when it hit the ground.

Crow suppressed fire on the roof, while I went to seek out cover.

"Here, take this." Crow said as he handed me a radio.

When I put it on, I heard what was going on with MacTavish's men.

"Meat is down, I repeat, Meat is down!"

"Royce, on me!"

"I'm pinned"

'Who's Royce, Meat and the other guy?' I thought to myself as I pulled up from cover and shot a militia in the neck before he came crashing to the ground.

"Roach, I need covering fire!."

"I'm on it!"

'Roach?' I thought. 'I've heard that name before.' I thought it over and then remember that he was the one who was chosen to go with MacTavish to the Tian shan range in Kazakhstan.

"Wombat, on my six." yelled Crow over the gunfire. As I followed him, I continued to listen in on Royce and Roach.

"Royce, watch that sniper!" A bang was heard short after.

"Royce!"

"Roach, this is Ghost, Rojas is in your part of the Favela."

"I need backup."

"Negative, we can't send you any more, move up with precaution."

"Roger that sir."

Crow looked at me, tapping his ear. I presumed that he was asking if I heard that. I nodded and Crow pressed onwards. I heard a noise and looked to my right. Just a hedge. I stared at it for a bit until someone jumped over it and went through another alleyway to my left.

"Crow, I think I saw Roach, requesting permission to follow, he might lead us to Rojas." I asked through the radio.

"Affirmative, I'm pressing onwards to follow MacTavish. Meet at the square, out."

"Out." I said, as I got up and chased after Roach.

He was pretty fast, I lost him a few times but I managed to catch up to him when he engaged the militia, But when I did catch up, he killed them all and pressed onwards.

"Roach, he's getting away, you've gotta hurry."

"I'm on it, Ghost, just be ready if I don't catch up to him."

"Roger that."

I nearly caught up to him, but an arm flew out in front of me and took my off my feet. I saw a militia with a knife advance towards me. He leaped on top of me, but suddenly someone kicked him off and wrestled him to the ground. It was Chimera.

"Go Wombat, go!." He screamed before the militia managed to slip the knife in Chimera's chest.

He screamed, staggered and fell on to his back. The militia pulled the knife out of him and lunged at his neck before Chimera picked up an open tin can from the ground and force it into the militias face.

"I'm sorry." Chimera said at his dying words.

"No, fuck!" I yelled as I lifted his head.

His eyes flickered, then he stopped breathing. I took Chimera's helmet and put it on. More gunshots were heard.

"He's going to get away!"

"No he isn't!" Was the last thing heard before a crash and a bang.

I ran up to a small clearing where I saw MacTavish flat on Rojas, on a car. Roach standing next to Ghost.

"Who's this?" Ghost asked.

'I'm in the wrong location, I should be with my squad, maybe I'll get demoted for disobeying Reaver, well, Crow did give me permission, but I better use another name, just in case.' I thought.

"I'm Rocket." I lied.

"Well, you're with us now, come on." Said MacTavish.

Just then, someone came running down the stairs, it was Crow.

"Chemo, what's the situation?" I said. Crow looked confused.

"Follow my lead, I'm Rocket." I whispered to him as I ran up beside him.

"Twenty plus foot mobiles up there." He informed.

"We got to get out of here, Pave Low picking is up, on me!" Ordered MacTavish.