A.N.: Hey guys what's up? So I decided that I was going to save Sgt. Paul Jackson and Lt. Vasquez because I felt like they were just cast aside and not used to their full potential. I'll be using them in later missions, but I'm still not sure if I'm going to carry them over into the events of Modern Warfare 2. Granted, that's still pretty far away, I'm thinking about what I'm gonna do with them now. But now we're back to Soap and his team. So, please R+R, PM, and enjoy. Until next time, OPKILLERFROST, out.

Tracking… Found

Sgt. John "Soap" MacTavish

22nd SAS Regiment

Northern Azerbaijan

We had just arrived at the village with Al-Asad. This was one of the last places for him to go. If he wasn't here, then he was off the grid forever. We approached the gas station and crouched low in the bushes. Looking across the station, I saw a flash of light, letting us know where Kamarov's man was. We moved forward and crouched near him.

"Al-Asad is in the village. The Ultranationalists are protecting him." The Loyalist said

"Perfect. Move out." Price said

We left the station and began to move up a hill towards the village. As we got closer, the screams and gunshots coming from the village grew louder.

"What the bloody hell's going on up there?" Gaz asked

"It's the Ultranationalists. They're killing the villagers." The Loyalist said

"Yeah well, not for long they're not."

We continued up the hill and as soon as we appeared, bullets were flying our way. I guess they had seen us coming and had set up and ambush position. I quickly ducked behind a tree and waited for the bullets to stop tearing the bark from the wood before I went into the open and opened fire myself.

"Soap! Call in air support on that building!" Price yelled

I pulled up my radio and began to call in the coordinates of the house the Ultranationalists were taking cover in.

"Mosin Two-Five here. We're on the way. Standby for air support."

A Russian Havoc flew nearby and lit up the house. The walls were torn apart, killing anybody behind them. With the Ultranationalists outside dead, we moved into the house, and killed everyone else left alive in the building.

"Building clear. No sign of Al-Asad. Move on." Gaz said

We continued to move through the village, killing everybody that shot at us. If they were in the way, they were killed. I moved through a church and a cemetery to the next house. There was a MG nest outside, but they were killed quickly by a grenade. We moved up into the house, killing everybody on the bottom floor. Apparently two of them who were manning two .50 caliber machine guns didn't know we were coming in behind them, so they were killed before they even knew we were there. We moved upstairs and cleared the three bedrooms and bathroom. Al-Asad wasn't here either. With this house empty, we continued on to the next house and cleared it with ease. We moved uphill and the rest of the team began to move towards another house, but I saw something that told me where Al-Asad was.

"Captain Price!"

"What is it, Soap?"

"Al-Asad is a coward, right? Wouldn't he go to the building that's farthest from where the fighting is?" I asked pointing at a barn that was the farthest building from where we started fighting the Ultranationalists for Al-Asad.

"Squad, move towards the barn." Price said

We all followed him towards the barn and stacked up at the only door.

"Remember, we want Al-Asad alive. He's no good to us dead. Let's go. Price said

He opened the door, tossing a flashbang in. We heard yelling, then the explosion of the grenade. Price pulled out his M1911 and shot two guards, then hit Al-Asad himself in the face with the gun. Price then began punching the terrorist, before he was finally knocked out. With Al-Asad unconscious, we grabbed a chair and tied him up to it. Now we just had to wait for him to wake up. He finally did about half an hour later. Price immediately went to work, punching and asking him about the bomb that killed the Americans. After fifteen minutes of this, a ringing sound filled the barn. Gaz looked around and found a cell phone on the ground.

"Sir, it's his cellphone."

Gaz tossed it to Price, who answered the call. After listening to whoever was on the other end, I saw Price's face grow from agitation, to pure hate. After hanging up, Price pulled out his pistol and shot Al-Asad in the face.

"Who was that, sir?" Gaz asked

"Zakhaev. Imran Zakhaev." Price said

Seven and a Half Hous after Al-Asad's Death

Now that we knew who the hell we were dealing with, it was easier on what to expect. Price had told us all about his mission to kill Zakhaev back in '96. We were all waiting in the barn wondering what our next move was. Gaz came back in from outside, where he was talking to Command.

"E.T.A. on the chopper's at least a half hour, Captain Price." He said

"No good. We'll be corpses for ten minutes by then. Every Ultranationalist psycho in Zakhaev's pocket is about to show up on our doorstep, coming to claim Al-Asad." Price said

"Or what's left of him."

"Right. We'll set charges along phase line Alpha on the southern hill… and more along phase line Bravo. We'll delay them all the way back to the top, and hold our ground at the extraction point in the fields around the farm. Any questions?"

"Let's do this."

For the next half hour, we set about making sure the charges were all in place, going from house to house and bringing all weapons and ammo were brought to the barn. If we were going to make our final stand there, we'd be needing a lot of ammo. Once all the charges were set, we took position at the top of the hill by the church. At least right here, we'd be able to see them coming, and we could take them out quickly. Something flopped onto the ground next to me and I saw King sitting there.

"You ready?" She asked

"I don't think I'll ever be ready to go into a firefight. I just shut up and deal with it." I said

"Fair enough. You remember what to do, right?"

"Yeah. When Price gives the word, you guys fall back while I hold them off on the minigun."

Something that we hadn't seen last night when it was dark was a crashed helicopter. It had a fully functional minigun, and we were going to use it to our advantage.

"Good. Now all we can do is pray and hope that we live through today."

"Soap, King, get up to the barn." Price called on the radio

We got up and started to run towards the farm. Once there, Price started telling us what the final plan was for when the Ultranationalists showed up.

"King, you're going to wait at the top of the hill and tell us when they're right on top of the charges. Gaz, Soap, you're going to be with me, making sure that there is nowhere else for them to enter this village. Mac, you're going to go to the store and take make a sniper's nest on the second floor. Let's try to leave this village in one piece, people."

After checking that the perimeter was secure, we started to make our way to King. We could already hear the Russians talking on the loudspeakers. They were going to be here any moment.

"Surrender at once and your lives will be spared! I am sure you will make the right choice given the circumstances! Drop your weapons and surrender at once! You will not be harmed if you surrender!"

"Ignore that load of bollocks. Their counterattack is imminent. Spread out and cover the southern approach."

"Sir, they're slowly coming up the hill. Just say when." King said, finer on the detonator

"We know you are hiding in the village! You are surrounded! There is nowhere to run! Surrender nad make it easy on yourselves!"

We all got set up at the top of the hill and took aim at the hostile soldiers. Once they were far enough up the hill, Price gave the order to blow the charges. We started to shoot the various hostiles, but I was starting to worry. There was a lot of them, and I wasn't sure that we would hold out for long against them.

"Squad, hold your ground. They think we're a larger force than we really are."

Well that gave me some comfort. If they thought we were a larger force, then maybe they might stay away from us. We continued to shoot into their ranks, but then they started to throw up smoke screens. We weren't able to see, so Price gave the order to fall back. I ran and climbed into the wreckage to the minigun. I spooled it up and got ready to tear through them.

"And for my next trick, I will saw a man in half." I muttered to myself, smiling

I heard a chuckle and looked behind me. I saw King sitting inside the wreckage, aiming her gun at the hill.

"What are you doing here?" I asked

"Making sure your arse doesn't die. It'd be highly unfortunate."

"Yeah, it would."

We didn't have much more time for talk, however, because hostiles began to appear from around the church. I let the minigun loose and started to tear through them like they were made of paper.

"We've got a problem here… heads up!" King yelled

"Bloody hell, that's a lot of helis, innit?" Gaz said

I looked up at the birds flying in. They were transport choppers, and they were full to the brim with fresh troops. I wasn't about to let those boots touch the ground. I took aim and started to pull the trigger…

Ultranationalist Soldier's POV

We were about to fast rope down and kill those SAS scum. What right did they have, coming here and killing our men? I was getting up to grab the rope when bullets tore through the side of the helicopter, tearing through our flesh. I looked down and saw that I no longer had a left leg, along with a hole in my lower left abdomen. They must have anti-air. I laid tried looking around, but it hurt too much. I was forced to lie there in pain, right up until the moment when the helicopter began spinning uncontrollably towards the dirt below.

Soap's POV

I continued to shoot through the helicopters, taking them down one by one. I wasn't paying attention, but I hope that none of them actually made it onto land. The last thing we needed was more soldiers to shoot. I kept shooting into the hostiles, until Price told us to fall back.

"Soap, fall back to the tavern and man the detonators. The rest of us will keep them busy from the next defensive line. Everyone move." Price said

I got off the minigun and tugged on the back of King's plate carrier. She understood and got up to follow me out of the wreckage. We began to high tail it to the tavern where the detonators were sitting.

"Soap! We're falling back to the next phase line. Let's go! Let's go! You're gonna get left behind! Soap! Use the detonators! There's four of them in the tavern! Move!" Gaz yelled

I went into the tavern, and grabbed the first detonator I saw. I waited until the hostiles were running right on top of the charges to make the hill explode in a fireball. I ran to the next detonator, and repeated the process with the rest of them. Once the second phase line had been blown up, we fell back to the barn. There were definitely more of them than there were of us, and if we weren't careful, we were going to die in these mountains. Once back at the barn, we took up defensive positions.

"Use the Javelin in the barn!" Price yelled

I grabbed the anti-armor gun and looked around for the tanks. Once they were all locked on, I pulled the trigger, destroying each tank in turn. With the tanks gone, I pulled my machine gun back out and started to shoot at the hostiles.

"Bravo-Six, this is Gryphon Two-Seven. We've just crossed Azerbaijani airspace. E.T.A. is for minutes. Be ready for pickup."

We continued to defend the position around the farm, killing any Ultranationalist that got too close. After a minute of shooting, we got news that nobody wanted to hear.

"Bravo Six, the LZis too hot! We cannot land at the farm! I repeat, we cannot land at the farm! We're picking up SAM sites all over these mountains!" Gryphon Two-Seven's pilot said

"Oh, that's just great! Now where are they gonna land now?" Gaz yelled

"Bravo-Six, we're getting a lot of enemy radar signatures, we'll try to land closer to the bottom of the hill to avoid a lock-on."

"Oh, he's gotta be takin' a piss! We just busted our arses to get to this LZ and now they want us to go all the way back down?!"

"Forget it, Gaz! We've got to get to the new LZ at the bottom of the hill! Now! Soap! Take point! GO!" Price yelled

This is one situation where I really didn't want to take point, but I had no choice. I walked out first, moving back towards the road so that I could get away from the farm. I was killing any Ultranationalist that I saw, but there were a lot of them. I couldn't shoot everyone, and that was apparent when I was hit in the back of the head. I fell to the ground, and I was about to die when King came in and saved my ass.

"Come on! We have to get the hell out of here!"

She helped me up, and then we ran to the bottom of the hill, right back to the gas station where this whole fight started last night. We all took up defensive positions and waited for the Sea Knight to land. When it finally did, four Americans got off and started shooting.

"Heard you guys need a ride outta here. Get on board! Move! Move! Let's go! Let's go!" a black Marine said

"Alright, we're all aboard! Go! Go!"

The rest of the marines loaded into the helicopter and we took off, leaving that destroyed village behind us forever.