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That's right, the story's continuing. Please forgive me for abandoning this :)
Normally I would have enjoyed the ride, through the forest at night with my mates but chuck in our clothing (as much of light armour it was) and the purpose of our ride, made for an uneasy atmosphere that had that all too familiar we-could-die-at-any-moment feeling.
Soap breaks the silence.
"Guess who I saw having a moment this morning, lads."
I pipe up, "I don't know, you go ahead, tell us." I have a smirk on my face.
"You and Simon eh?" He turns around in the saddle and looks at me. I blush bright red and hesitate before answering, "And just how would you know?"
"I stumbled into your room to hurry you up and saw, that."
"Uh huh." I look over at Roach to see how he was holding up and he looked just fine. I quicken my horses pace and ride alongside of Scarecrow, he doesn't judge much and I like his company.
"What do you think of your horse, bro?"
He looks at me, "I think she's nice. I especially like her markings."
"Me too"
He smiles at me and I smile back. It was great to be on a mission with him and the other guys.
"Hey, Scarecrow" I say after a few moments silence
"Yes Eagle?"
"How come, there aren't any other girls in the 141?"
"You know why. And even you're not meant to be here."
"Yeah, well. The government don't know about me. They don't need to know about others."
He halts his horse. "Eagle, you know we can't do that, and you know why the government can't know about you, right?"
I sighed. Yes, I knew.
Roach looked up at the sky. The blood red sunrise was just visible. They had been riding for two hours now and they were near the base.
"Are we going to make it?" He asks
"Before the patrol change? I hope so." Soap replies
"We gotta take out the other horsemen though, but not their horses?" He queries
"You got that right, lass. Easier to move a man than a horse."
More silence followed until they rode up to a ridge.
Eagle whistled and Ghost just stared at the base below. It was a hive of activity.
Soap spoke up, "Right team, switch to your coms and Eagle, if anyone speaks Russian I want you to answer. You know it most fluently."
She just nodded and Roach couldn't help but think how she knew Russian fluently. She never took classes back at their base. Even Scarecrow looked somewhat surprised at the order.
She noticed the guys staring at her and she shrugged, "What?" she asked.
Roach caught her eye and she suddenly looked away.
Ghost watched Roach and Eagle catch each other's eye. He shifted uneasily in the saddle. Things could get awkward really quickly.
"So, are we going now?" He decided breaking the silence would be a good starting point.
"Aye, roger to that, we are!" Soap kicked his horse behind the girth and she took off at a canter. The rest of the team took off but he hung back with Eagle.
"How are you feeling?"
"Alright, I guess."
"Kayla."
"Yeah?"
He looks at her sternly "Well?"
"Just something that-"
"Roach said?"
"No. You just cut me off Simon."
"Sorry, continue."
"Something that my bro said."
"Right." They continued to follow the others and slowed to a trot as they approached the main gates.
"Positions." Murmured Soap. Everyone arranged in pairs of two as they entered the gate. The guards on duty nodded their heads and didn't say a word.
I turn to Ghost "Mate, aren't we forgetting something?"
"Shit! The other guards!"
"Act non-suspicious, ok?"
Before we got too far into the gates the other patrol returned and there was shouting, gunfire and utter chaos.
I grabbed my AK and took off at a canter around the outskirts of the gate area shooting. I managed to run down one dude, I looked back and my horse had put a foot through his neck. No chance of him getting back up.
I tried to do the whole 'dramatic-cantering-horse-reload' thing but I guess it's not as easy as it looks in the movies. I ended up falling off and landing right in front of three waiting Ultranationalists. One grabbed me and another held a gun to my head then all of a sudden the third one fell over, his blood pooling on the ground.
Ghost trotted over to me and swung me up behind him. We pushed forward through the fight and eventually had cleared the area.
We met at the power generators.
"Someone give me a sit-rep."
Scarecrow piped up, "Sir, we're down one horse. No casualties and we've plenty of ammo remaining. The area's clear and we're ready to advance with stage 2."
Soap nodded, "Right then. Let's go. I don't want to spend another minute longer here then we have to."
I hopped off of the back of Ghosts horse and moved towards the building. It was like an outpost but it held some vital information as to where Makarov will strike next.
Ghost watched Eagle get ready by the rear of the building. He then turned his horse away and followed the others towards their objective.
Almost 900 words for you lot until I have the next part ready. I'll hopefully have it up before the end of the weekend.
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