A.N.: Hey guys what's up? I figured I'd put a note in here since I haven't in a little while. So the events of Modern Warfare are drawing to a close, with just three missions left. With the game about to get to get to the climax, it would be awesome if you guys would leave a review or PM me what you think should happen at the end. But for now, we're gonna get to see what happens in "All In". Also, just to let you guys know, I'm not starting another story just because the first Modern Warfare is ending. This one is going to continue on through to the end of Modern Warfare 3. So, please, R+R, PM, and enjoy. Until next time, OPKILLERFROST, out.
Tracking… Found
Sgt. John "Soap" MacTavish
22nd SAS Regiment
Altay Mountains, Russia
"Bravo Six, we're still working with the Russians to get the launch codes. We should have them shortly. Keep moving, out." Baseplate said
The tension was at an all-time high. If we couldn't get the launch codes from the Russians in time, then the United States wouldn't be the same this time tomorrow. The entire eastern seaboard will look like the Middle East right now.
"Bravo Six, Sniper Team Two is now in position. We'll give ya sniper cover and recon from where we ware, over."
"Copy! Keep us posted! Out!" Price yelled
We moved through a fence into what appeared to be a storage area. There were shipping crates everywhere. It kind of reminded me of the cargo ship in the Bering Strait.
"This is Sniper Team Two. You've got hostiles and light armor coming from the north. Suggest you get some C4 out there or find some heavy weapons, over."
I looked towards the road ahead and saw a mass of hostiles moving in on our position. And to make matters worse, there was a BMP. That was just great. Bloody fantastic.
"We gotta advance! Pop smoke!" Vasquez yelled
I took out a smoke grenade and got ready to throw it. I pulled the pin, and threw it right at the BMP. It was instantly covered in the white, smoky substance.
"Soap! Get some C4 on that enemy armor!" Price yelled
I ran forward, pulling out a charge as I sprinted. Once I was close enough, I planted the charge and ran out of there as fast as I could. Once I was in the cover of a storage container, I pulled out the detonator and made the charge explode. I heard the crunch of metal as the metal was torn apart and forced to bend at odd angles. With the armor down, we began to move up along the road, moving closer to the launch facility.
"Bravo Six, this is command, gimme a sit-rep, over."
"We're inside the perimeter, approaching the gates to the silos! Out!" Price said
I could tell that he was getting annoyed with Command for constantly badgering him for information and situation reports while he was being shot at. I was getting annoyed with hearing Baseplate's voice in my ear every five minutes. Up ahead, there were a lot more hostiles, and even though we were a large force, we were being out numbered.
"We're gonna need some more ground support, sir!" Griggs yelled
"Already got it covered Griggs!" Price yelled
There were hostiles covering the entire roof and balcony on a two story building right next to the gate. We did our best to kill them, but they just had too much cover. If it weren't for the help from Sniper Team Two, we would've been there for hours. Once they were dead, we all got behind cover, away from the gate.
"Cover me! I'm gonna blow the gate!" King yelled
Since when did she become a demolitions expert? Last time I checked, that was my job. But I gotta admit, she did look nice running up to that gate. Wait, where the hell did that thought come from? I didn't think of King in that way, did I? I usually only thought of her as a friend. Maybe a closer friend, because of the way we talk when on mission, but a friend nonetheless. I couldn't think like that right now. Too much was hanging in the balance.
"Charges set! Get back, get back!" King yelled
We all ducked behind our cover as the charges exploded, completely incinerating the metal. There was nothing left but a hole in between the two ends of the gate. We moved through the gate's remains, now closer than ever to our goal of getting into the launch facility.
"More BMPs! Take cover!" Griggs yelled
"Soap! Griggs! King! Knock 'em out, GO!" Price ordered
The three of us took off, trying to get close so that we could plant the charges on the tanks. The closest one was rolling its way right towards us. We took cover behind an overturned bus, waiting for it to pass. When it did, the gunner didn't notice us. I just ran right up behind it and set the charge on the back. I quickly ran back to cover, and blew the BMP to hell. With one down, we shifted our fire towards the second one. We started to make our way across the tarmac towards the tank, but there were a lot of hostiles in our way. Just moving ahead three meters was a major achievement. They were outnumbering us at least, five to one. We were just too small of a force to do much good right now. We were having a hell of a time killing them, but once we made it far enough, Griggs, King, and I got ready to take out the BMP.
"Any ideas on how to get close?" King asked
"What if we don't have to." I said
"What do you mean, man?" Griggs said
"I mean, what if we just threw the charge, and once the BMP rolled over it, we blew it? I mean, one charge on its back can blow it up, then why can't one charge underneath it?"
"He's got a point. Let's do it." King said
She grinned wildly and grabbed a charge from my pack. I peeked over our cover to see how far away the BMP was. It was about twenty meters away. Way too far to throw the charge. If we couldn't get it to come closer, then we were going to have to go to it. I looked for a way to do it, then the idea came to me. The fucker wasn't going to want to be in smoke, so if I threw a grenade on the other side of it, then it should come rolling my way. I pulled out the grenade and got ready to throw it. When I did, it launched through the air, and landed right on target. When the smoke came out, the BMP started rolling right towards us. Now it was well within range for King to blow it up.
"King, throw the charge! NOW!" I yelled
She popped up out of cover and threw the charge as far as she could. It landed on the ground right in the BMP's path. I waited to blow it up, and when it was right over the charge, I blew that fucker sky high. The tank didn't blow up, but it stopped moving. I guess the charge was enough to kill the crew through the bottom. The bottom must not be armored enough to save them.
"Bravo Six, this is Strike Team Three inserting from the northwest. Repeat, we're movin' in from the northwest. Check your targets and confirm, over."
"Copy Team Three! We'll meet you at the north end of the tarmac near the vent shafts, out!" Price said
I guess this was the extra ground support Price had mentioned earlier. With them here, our force almost doubled in size. With them now with us, Everybody that had them started to cut through the vents with saws. Once the vent's grate had fallen down the vent, everybody got ready to enter the base.
"Squad, hook up!" Price said
"Bravo Six, two Hinds closing fast on your position. You gotta get outta sight, now!" Sniper Team Two said
"Okay. We're in." Price said
With that being said, we all rappelled down the shaft, making our entry into the launch facility. Now it was just a race against time and the Ultranationalist army to stop those nukes from destroying the United States.