All Ghilled Up
I don't own CoD
"I was just a 'Leftenant' back then. Chernobyl, Christmas for the bad guys.I was doing some wetwork there. People still got their nuke's from that place. Even a decade later, including one, Imran Zahkaev. Of course, we couldn't let that happen. Cash for screwed up fuel rods? Hell of a recipe for an apocalypse. It was the first time the Government gave the green light since World War 2. I was under the command of Captain MacMillian..."
15 years ago
"All Ghillied Up"
1996
Pripyat, Ukraine
Lt. Price
22 SAS Regiment
"There's too much radiation... We'll have to go around." MacMillian, the Captain of the two-man team popped out of the dead grass and looked around. "Careful... Pockets of radiation are everywhere. You absorb too much, you're a dead man." Price cringed but did not show any expression because he was covered with a face mask. (Seirously, how do you breathe in that for so long.) A steel shack was in front of them and there were two guards in front of them. "Enemy patrol, dead ahead. Stay low and move slowly... they can't see us in this." His thick Scottish accent amused Price. (Nek Minit, they see them in Ghillie Suits) The two man were chattering in Russian that Price was familiar with. "Why do we patrol this piece of shit, screwed up desert terrain?" The one on the left sweared loudly. "Just shut up. Zahkaev is paying us good shit, and if you know what's good for you, stop complaining and start looking." "We'll take them out in three, two, one." MacMillian said and both fired their M21's in sync. The two approached another shack and MacMillian decided that going around was a better way. Creeping silently in the grass, four Ultranationalist was inside the house playing a game of cards. "Four tangos inside, DON'T think about it." He warned. "Wait there, take out the guard or let him pass." Price just sniped the guy and left him dead. MacMillian ran towards the car and checked if the guys in the house were noticing the dead. "Ok-go!" He bolted towards a covering and Price followed behind. "There's a guard in the church tower, do you see him?" Price scoped the gun but the guard was moving out of sight. "We'll move up for a better view." Price moved up just as the guard was approaching into his line of fire and killed him. "Target approaching from the North, Let him pass." Price left the guy and the guard found dead bodies but help was not found. "He can call for help all he wants but he won't find one." Both men ran towards the church and escaped through the back door. A helicopter was passing overhead on patrol also. "Stay in the shadows." Price stayed in the shade but the helicopter saw him and fired on him. "Quickly, grab the Stinger in the church!" Price went and got the Stinger and shot the first rocket at the helicopter. It popped up flares so that the tracking system would not lock-on. Price fired another missile at it and burned it. "Show off. Quickly before they others find out those shots." Price and MacMillian ran out of the cemetery and made their way into the field. A large convoy of 20 troops and 5 T-72's approached the two but failed to notice. "Get down. Now!" MacMillian said and went prone. Price did too. They took cover behind a broken workloader and hid behind it. "This is hard work!" "OF course, we should have listened to Zahkaev's proposal." "Look's like their erasing evidence. They couldn't buy those guys out." MacMillian explained. "There's two walking, two by the containers and you know where the other two is. Sneaking past them isn't easy, neither is taking them all out." Price aimed at the container guards and killed the two with one bullet. "Don't fire by the lorry, we'll take them out at once." MacMillian moved to get a better view and shot them at once. The duo moved deeper into the junkyard. "Oi, Suzy." MacMillian whispered and slit the throat. They moved up and saw two smoking. MacMillian decided to leave them and opened the container doors. He ran and crawled under the vehicle. Price was not far behind. "Damn, its a bloody convention out there. We'll have to stay low." There was 30 pairs of feet walking at the side of the convoy. The stealth team almost ran out of cover when just by luck, another truck stopped in front of them and added more cover. "Ready? Go." Both ran straight towards the container and left. "Sniper. Take him out or he'll reveal our position." Price sniped the guard without the others seeing. They moved through the apartment building and out of the back door. A wild dog was feeding on a human. It looked up and growled at the them. "Careful, pooch doesn't look too friendly." MacMillian did not want to attract any attention to them. The dog barked at them as they walked around it. They moved through a business building and could hear ghostly children playing. The cafeteria had food in the trays but were bad. Radiation and mould had contaminated the food and if one ate it, instant death. "Look at this place... fifty thousand people used to live here. Now, just a ghost town for dipshits to use." MacMillian was pissed at the Russians carelessness of monitoring the power plant. "There's the hotel, we'll see the exchange from there." MacMillian pointed to the top and Price scoped in on the top most level of the building itself. The building was at least 30 storeys tall and bare trees were hung around it making it look like a haunted one. The two rushed towards the building but needed to catch a breather first.