Chapter Six
Well I've got a week left before college, I can try to juggle the other story besides this one. Here we go.
Makarov and his men including PFC Allen, otherwise known as Alexi Borodon continue their way towards the end of the stairs. Alexi or Allen, looks down at the dead civilians as some survived the onslaught of machine gun fire. He continues to walk deep in thought.
"You don't want to know what it's already cost to put you next to him. It will cost you a piece of yourself. It will cost nothing, compare to what you'll save."
He knew what General Sheppard had meant now. He continues to walk until one of Makarov's lackey spotted the FSB coming towards them.
"I've waited a long time for this." Viktor said.
"Haven't we all?" Makarov replied.
The 5 of them continued their way left towards a room with a bunch of pipes sticking out.
"For Zakhaev" Makarov said before he kicked the door open and was greeted with FSB members in riot shield aiming their MP5Ks at them.
They all take cover behind parts of airplanes or cars. They continue to battle the FSB pushing them back and back until they reached a second door near the underground path. The other two men were killed during the battle with the FSB.
"30 seconds Go." Makarov said he opened the door and continue walking down the path.
The three of them ran towards what appeared to be a garage with the back of an ambulance waiting for them. Just then the ambulance door opens and a man who appears to be in his mid late 20s early 30s appear.
"Hold your fire" Makarov said
The man walked towards the end of the ambulance as Viktor was running towards it and helps Viktor up.
"We sent a strong message with this attack Makarov" The man said.
"That was no message.." Makarov said just moments before he betrays Allen.
He helps him up right as he said that and aims the desert eagle to Allen's chest. The last thing Allen heard was the sound of the gun going off right at his chest as Makarov kills him and leaves him to die. Allen grabs his chest and he pants while watching the ambulance drive off. Luckily his radio was still on and he knew that he had been figured out. With his dying moments he watched as FSB reinforcements appear and two of them ran to him and checked his pulse. The last thing he heard was.
"The American thought he deceives us. When they find that body...all of Russia will cry for war."
With that he closed his eyes and he let out his last breath.
Roach and the rest of the Task Force landed back on their compound. They got out and was greeted with the rest of the company and the President himself. He had a worried look on his face and MacTavish knew that something had happened. However, the rest of them were simply chattering or wondering how the mission went and so on. Roach and MacTavish had gotten out of their winter coats and clothing.
"Alright! We'll talk about it later, right now. Presidents got something to say" Ghost yelled.
This got everyone turning towards the President and they sat down on the bleachers and watched the President debrief them.
"Alright...we got a major issue. We had a CIA deep cover working for Makarov to prove that he was responsible for everything. Unfortunately he found out that this man-"
The T.V screen once again showed 141 Systems and a picture of PFC Allen. It showed his record as a Ranger and many things.
"Was working for the CIA. He betrayed him and left him to die. Now the Russians believe that we were behind this attack."
"So, we're the only one who knows it was Makarov's Op. Our credibility died with Allen. We need Proof." MacTavish said.
Then the 141 System showed a bullet. It was scanned and had dots all around it to reconstruct it. Then it was being matched with a long list of bullets until it found the correct bullet sequence.
"Follow the shell MacTavish." President said as the bullet casing matched and showed that the point of origin was Brazil.
The box then moved from Russia to Rio de Janerio, Brazil. A picture of a young white man shows up with a picture of an African American to his left.
"Alejandro Rojas." President said.
"Never heard of him sir." MacTavish replied.
"You know him as Alex the Red, he supplied the assault."
The two pictures are side by side, as security footage of the Russian Airport Massacre plays out. Then the box zooms into Brazil and continues to track them down until it reaches a small village.
"One bullet to unleash the fury of a whole nation. Which means" MacTavish said.
"Hes our ticket to Makarov" President replied.
Once the briefing was over the President looked over head.
"You have to find this man. Without him the U.S will be in much trouble. Already the Russians believe that we supplied the assault. Makarov was smart...he used NATO issued weapons to make it look like we gave them the weapons."
"Then we're going to have to find him fast before the Russians take action." Ghost said.
"Alright, Everyone gear up! You have 3 hours to get ready." MacTavish yelled. Everyone got up and head towards the weapons section and they picked out their weapons. Once they were ready they all boarded V22 Ospreys and lifted off to Rio De Janerio, Brazil. The 141 is going to capture this man, one way or another.
However, in the U.S, plans were already unfolding. A man walks to one of his office and the two body guards stand by the door as he closes and locks the door. His office windows faces outside the White House of the U.S. The floor has the seal of the president on it. He closes the blinds as it is daytime and he opens his laptop. He takes out a cigar, lights it and smokes. He opens the laptop as it opens and requires a ID and Password to access it.
ID: Hotel Bravo
PW: ***************
….Access Revoked...
He grunts and he pulls out a USB and he plugs it into the laptop.
\...Firewall Detected../
**Attempting Bypass**
...Bypass Fail...
**Brute Attack Used**
\...Brute Attack Successful../
Access Granted
He smiles as he opens a chat box. The person he wishes to talk to could not make it but left him a message.
"I did as you had suggested...now Russia prepares for war..You better finish your end of the deal."
He types in.
"I already have, Europe will fall...just as you have intended."
With that he closes the chat box and opens up a Imaging Data system and tracker. He tracks down where the 141 has gone and he sees that nearly every 141 member has been mobilized to Brazil. All 300 members have gone to track down Rojas. He grins and he closes the laptop and gets up and opens the blinds as he stares at the White House.
"Good, they have taken the bait. Soon..the world will know of the power of the U.S military.."
However, nearly 50 V22 Ospreys are seen flying over the Atlantic Ocean to reach Brazil. All 141 members are inside preparing to drop and land in Brazil. Everyone is chattering with each other. Roach was Strike Team one with Meat, Royce, Ghost, MacTavish and Driver. Every other Strike Team was to provide cover for Strike Team One and or to help take out any enemies. Given that Rojas was pretty influential in Brazil, he most likely has his own Para-military to help protect him and his assistant. Then a ding is heard as the pilots tell them they they are clear to land.
"Alright, here's the plan." MacTavish radioed to everyone. "My team is going to go in first, to get Rojas, Strike Team Two, you will land east of my position and help search. Everyone else, stay here and wait for my go."
They all replied with "Yes Sir" and their hatch opens. They got off the V22 Osprey and made their way into the village. They hijacked a couple of cars with Driver as the driver, Roach in the passenger spot and MacTavish behind. Ghost was with Meat and Royce. Team two consisting of Ozone, Scarecrow, Chemo, Rocket, Exxon and Gator landed several kilometers away and they scouted the area before heading off into the village. MacTavish's team drove around for a couple of hours until they found what appears to be three local gunman getting into a white van and driving off.
"Ghost I've spotted the van and the plates match, We'll tail them." MacTavish radioed.
"Copy that out." Ghost replied.
They continue to follow it until it pulled up in front of a store. Two of them got out of the side doors and confronted him, while the third one got off from the back. Rojas's assistant appeared out with his hands up as they point their guns at him.
"Ghost, got a positive ID, whoever they are, they are not happy to see him." said MacTavish.
Just then he manages to pull the gun out of the first gunman and shot him down.
"Ghost, we have a situation here!"
He kills the other one and right as the third gunman rounds the corner he kills them. Then he points his gun at Roach's car and pulls the triger.
"GET DOWN GET DOWN!" MacTavish yelled as Roach hunkered down.
However, Driver was unlucky and was killed by a shot to the head.
"DRIVER IS DOWN I REPEAT DRIVER IS DOWN!" Roach yelled as he MacTavish reached up and pulled out Driver's dog tag.
"Ghost, Driver is down. Roach, we'll leg it from here lets go!" MacTavish ordered as they both got out of the car and ran towards the streets. The streets were in chaos as cars were burning and people were running amok.
"Ghost, meet us as Hotel Rio, try to cut him off if you can!" MacTavish yelled as they continue to run towards his direction.
Then Ghost, Meat and Royce are seen running straight for the assistant as he head into the alley way. Roach ran in front and manage to get a clear shot at him.
"Roach, non-lethal take downs only, we need him alive. Go for his leg!" Ghost yelled.
Roach aimed down his ACOG scope and pulled a trigger. The bullet left the barrel and into his right calf muscle. He dropped down hard, gripping his leg. They caught up to him and Roach punches him one in the face. No one stopped him until Ghost puts his hand on his shoulder.
"Alright, get him up on the chair, we'll need to find out where Rojas is." Meat said as Royce pulled him up.
Luckily they were near a garage so they opened the door and tied him to a metal chair. Ghost pulled out some jumper cables and a car battery as he started to hook them up. He sparks them and turns towards Rojas's assistant. MacTavish holds the garage door open and turns towards Roach.
"Roach, go with Meat and Royce and check the favela, for any signs of Rojas-that's where this guy was headed."
He pulls down the garage door. Royce was taking point by the stairs to ensure no one would come and ambush them. Royce turns towards Roach.
"Lets go"
The three of them left before they could hear the screams of Rojas being electrocuted. Royce also comments on their situation.
"Roach, remember, there are civilians in the Favela so watch your fire out there."
"Got it."
They came up to a ridge that was suppose to be blocked off by a fence but there was a big hole near the left side.
"Meat, get these civvis of here"
"Roger"
The three of them jumped down as Meat jumps down and sprays his MP5K into the air shouting something in Portuguese.
"ESTA LUGAR NAO ES SEGURO! (This place isn't safe!)" Meat yelled.
Just then Rojas's militia started to come out of hiding from nearly everywhere. The roofs, buildings and streets were filled with militia and civilians. Meat, Roach and Royce all took cover from the broken cars, every once in awhile popping up to take out targets. They could hear the bullets whizzing nearby and bullets hitting the metal of the cars making a loud high pitch noise.
"WATCH OUT RPG!" Meat yelled as they dropped down and the RPG hits the ground nearby.
MacTavish then radioed Royce for his status.
"Royce, gimme a sitrep over!"
"Lots of militia but no sign of Rojas over here. Over!"
"Copy that! Keep searching. Let me know if you found him. Over."
With that Royce returned fire and reloaded his weapon. He looked around and saw that there was no way they were going to make it out if they don't move.
"We're getting pinned down hard! We need to move now!" Roach yelled as was crouching behind the car and aiming down his ACOG attached to his ACR.
Royce attempts to contact Team Two to help lower the amount of militia closing in on them.
"Strike Team One to Team Two, we're being pinned down hard in the favela, we need help now!" Royce yelled.
In the village, Team Two were ambushed as well by Rojas's militia coupled with some Local Gunman that he bought off
"We can't! We're under fire from the militia and Locals, you're on your own for now. Chemo out!" Chemo said as he returned fire towards the roof tops.
While MacTavish's group were chasing the assistant, Team Two was looking around the village. They found a lot of poor people and mainly broken down houses. They were surprised when one of the closed windows suddenly break open and a RPG came flying towards them. Luckily the RPG strafed upward and hit another building. Just then, militias popped out of nearly every corner and returned fire. Ozone and Rocket took shelter behind a car, Chemo and Exxon were forced to hug the walls and return fire from the corner. Scarecrow and Gator ran inside a building and took cover from the windows and also to help take out enemies from the rooftops.
"Dammit, Team Two is under fire." Royce said as he threw a grenade.
"Then lets go!" Meat yelled as he got up and continued to advance towards the alley.
Roach and Royce followed and threw flash bangs to blind their enemies and take them out. They continue towards the end of the alley and Meat stuck his head out as they hugged the wall.
"I got your 6" Royce said as he aimed down his M4A1.
Meat then aimed his weapon down the alley and rounded the corner. Just then a flash bang fell down from the roofs and Roach yelled.
"FLASH BANG!" As he covered his eyes
Unfortunately it was too late and it went off as Royce and Roach dropped down and rubbed their eyes. Meat on the other hand was safe but was taking heavy fire. He started to run back towards Roach but RPG fire manage to get him from the side of the wall. He was hit and the explosion killed him. Once the flash bang ended, they rounded the corner and returned fire, by that time the RPG team already ran. Royce went over to Meat and he closed his eyes as Roach pulled out Meat's dog tag. Meat opened his radio and said.
"Meat is down."
Roach looked back at him and saw Royce getting up. Roach then aimed down his ACOG and took shots at some of the militia still hiding around.
"Royce..we gotta get out of here.."
Meat stood there before he turned towards Roach's position and returned fire as well. They continue their way there until they had to cross another small path. Royce took point and continued to return fire. Roach followed and watched their backs before turning towards Royce. They both had their backs turned towards the stairs and returned fire. Lucky for them, the militia couldn't aim for shit and missed nearly every round they had. Just as the militia were retreating, a lone gunman with a Dragonuv sprayed wildly at them. While Roach was lucky, Royce was not. He was hit in the chest fatally wounding him. Roach manage to kill him before he do any more damage. He dragged Royce away and towards a small hut. He had him leaned towards the wall while he looked at the wound. The bullet had pierced his vest and exited out, there was nothing he could do.
"I'm sorry.." With that, Royce's life had ended and he closed his eyes. Roach stared for a bit longer and closed his eyes to stop any tears. He reopened them and laid him down.
"Me too." Roach replied and pulled out his dog tag.
"Royce is down..." Roach said silently.
With that Roach sniffled a bit and reloaded his ACR. He silently vowed to kill every single militia that he encountered.
"Roach - we've got Rojas' location! He's heading west along the upper levels of the favela. We'll keep him from doubling back on our side - keep going and cut him off at the top! There's no time for backup. You're gonna have to do this on your own. Good luck. Out." MacTavish said. Roach could hear gunfire from the background noise.
"Roger that"
Roach continued his way towards the favela and was still being hounded by militia. Then he heard a couple of dogs and he turned to his left and was jumped by a black dog. He raised his arms up and right as the dog was about to kill him. He grabbed the head and twisted the neck killing it. He continue his way towards a stair and as he looked up, he saw Rojas running.
"Sir! I've got a clear shot!" Roach yelled as he saw militia standing up with AKs and RPG aiming it down at him.
"Don't shoot him! We need him alive!" MacTavish yelled back as he returned fire which Roach could hear.
Roach quickly dispatched the militia and continue up the stairs. Right as he heads towards the streets more militia popped out and started spraying their weapons. Roach runs into what appears to be a basement. Then MacTavish radios back.
"Roach - this is their territory and they know it well! Keep an eye open for ambush positions and check your corners!"
He looked behind him and saw two militia about to enter from where he came. He took out his G18 and killed them before they could even pull the trigger. MacTavish continues to give him updates and pointers.
"Roach, watch the rooftops! We've had a few close calls with RPGs and machine guns positioned up high!"
Roach pops his head out and his weapon and kills a sniper nearby. He then looks up at the sky and sees three militia standing on a flimsy plank. He shoots the plank causing them to fall down and shoot each other instead as they were flaying their arms around. He continues up towards the summit and kill more militia.
"Roach, we're taking heavy fire from militia here but I'm still tracking Rojas! He's gone into a building! Ghost, you see him?"
"Roger that, he's climbing onto a roof carrying a black duffel bag!" Ghost replied.
"Well that ought to slow him down! Roach, we're keeping him from doubling back! Keep moving to intercept! Go! Go!"
Roach continues his way towards the Favela, He still holds his promise as he mercilessly kills the militia, without so much as giving them a chance to get up. One of the militia jumps down and engages him one on one. He grabs his arm and twists as he swipes his foot to bring him down. He takes out his knife and cuts the militias throat, leaving him to die as he drowns on his own blood. He continues further into the Favela, still being hounded by militia.
"I've lost sight of him again! Ghost, talk to me!"
"I'm onto him! He's trying to double back through the alleys below!"
"Roger that! Stay on him!"
Roach continues his path upward once again and he sees Rojas up on the roof tops. He comes across an abandoned construction site on the roofs. Snipers were coming out of the windows pinning him down.
"Roach! Don't get pinned down for too long! Use your Flash Bangs!" MacTavish radioed.
Roach pulls out two and throws them. He heard the sounds of a small explosion and militia screaming and clutching their eyes or ears. He pops up and quickly ends their life.
"I've got a got a visual on Rojas! He's cutting through the market!" Ghost yelled as Roach heads upward once more.
"Roger that! I'll head for the rooftops and try to cut him off on the right! He's gonna have no choice but to head west!"
"I'm taking a lot of fire from the militia, I don't think I can track him through the market! I'm gonna have to find another way around!" Ghost replied.
The Favela was like a war zone, MacTavish, Ghost and Roach were fighting to no only save their lives but to capture a man who manage to supply hundreds of men to stop them. Roach was already out of ammo for his ACR and he had to pick up a AK from a dead militia. He was also out of grenades and flash bangs. Ghost and MacTavish continues to regularly update their status on Rojas's chase.
"Be advised, I'm about half a click east of the market, I can see Rojas running across the rooftops on my right side!" said Ghost.
"Roger that! Roach! We're still corralling him closer to your side of the hill! Keep an eye open for Rojas! He's making his way across the rooftops!"
Roach continues to battle towards the summit of the favela.
"Sir, I've got Rojas in my sights! We can go for a clean leg shot! We can end it here!"
"Negative! We can't risk it! Do not engage!"
"Bollocks! Roger that!"
"Roach! Keep moving uphill! I've cut him off! He's got nowhere to go but west over the rooftops in your area! Roach, he knows the area well but we can trap him here! Don't stop! Go! Go!"
Roach finally makes it towards the end of the favela but was still heavily occupied by militia.
"Ghost he's going for that motorcycle! We've got eyes on Rojas - wait! Shite! he's headed back towards you!"
Roach looks up and sees Rojas, he fires his AK and forces Rojas to go another direction.
"Nice! He's breaking to the right again! Roach, if you see him, do not shoot him! I need him unharmed! Roach, keep pushing him uphill! Don't let him double back! Roach! He's on the move and headed your way"
Roach continues to push more and more into the Favela, it felt like he was fighting off an entire city.
"Got a visual! He's over there, sliding down the tin rooftops!"
"I've got another clear leg shot!"
"Negative! Not unless you wanna carry him back out with all this militia breathing down your neck! I need him unharmed!"
Roach finally makes it to the end and he climbs up the stairs and sees a small three story high building with a car nearby. He looks around and he hears Ghost and MacTavish talking.
"I'm going far right!"
"Roger that! He's gonna get away!"
"No he's not."
Just then, he sees Captain MacTavish tacking Rojas down from the building and into the car. Roach aims his AK at him as MacTavish aims his G18 at him. Ghost catches up and crouches down as he aims a M4A1 at him. Then, Team Two is seen coming from the alleyway as well. They all survived, though they are all tired and covered in dirt and debris. They take point and cover any entry point for the militia to come. Just then a V22 Osprey appears but the issue was they can only care 4 people as the 141 were recalled for another pressing issue.
"Whats going on!" Ozone screamed over the sound of the V22.
"Presidents called us back, I don't know why he seemed to be anxious!" Gator replied.
"Alright, Chemo and Rocket you stay, the rest of you guys return we'll call for a evac." MacTavish yelled.
Ozone, Scarecrow, Gator and Exxon boarded and left. The rest of the team watched them leave. MacTavish the radioed command.
"Frontrunner, this is Bravo Six. We've got the package. I repeat we have got the package."
Ghost walked around and pressed a green button on his headset.
"Command, ready for dustoff. Send the chopper. Coordinates to fol- Bollocks! The skies are clear! Send the chopper now! Command's got their head up their arse. We're on our own."
Done, damn took me like two days to finish this. Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter. I needed a way to explain how Chemo and Rocket met up with Ghost and MacTavish later in the chapter since in the campaign, "Hornets Nest" Chemo and Rocket are seen but not explained how or when they met up with the team. I figured this was a better way.