February 2nd, 2052 - 11:00:02, Camp Pendleton, California, United States of America, after uncovering the locations of The Spectre and The Ghost, who are in their respective PMCs' headquarters specifically, Sentinel Team, which consists of just Cormack, Knox, Jackson, Mitchell and Preacher now that the Second Vietnam War is over, gathers SCAR Team and Task Force Mako for a highly secured briefing. A meeting for an already calculated and simulated plan to destroy Global Risk and Black List and disrupt the United Nations' fabricated war on terror and false flag operations for years.
[holographic computer turns on]
Preacher: So, are you gonna do the briefing, Cormack?
Cormack: We thought about it and... we believe you should do it, Will. You freed these people. You know them, they know you. This is between The Ghosts' Brainwashed American Slaves, The Governmentally Betrayed Outcasts... *puts right hand on Preacher's left shoulder* and their savior.
Preacher: *nods* You're right.
[door opens]
Preacher: SCAR Team, Task Force Mako, thank you all for coming.
Arlington: Always, mate. You know that.
Cavanaugh: Anything for our noble savior.
Nightfall: So, what's the word, kiddo?
Preacher: Ever since the war ended, my team and I have been working around the clock for a way to get back at Global Risk and Black List for making you do all the heinous shit in the past. And now, we have one. We got actionable intel on the locations of The Spectre and The Ghost.
Fox: Holy fucking shit.
Preacher: Holy fucking shit indeed. We know that most of you and every other Terrorist and Counter-Terrorist believe that they are invisible, untouchable, and unkillable. 18:00 tomorrow, we can change that.
SCAR Team: *chattering*
Task Force Mako: *chattering*
Evelyn: Where are they exactly, Preacher dear?
Preacher: The Ghost is in Black List's HQ in the Gobi Desert subtly supervising the training of the new recruits. The Spectre is in Global Risk's headquarters in Beijing, giving several rah-rah speeches for dozens of men and women who are signing up as we speak. Since they have a lot of work to do in compensating for the losses they took in Vietnam, both generals are not going anywhere for a while. Which makes tomorrow our best opportunity to kill them, steal whatever intel the companies have, and demolish their HQs. Now, you should know that this is completely optional. If you're in, you're in. If you're out for whatever reason, the Marine Raiders will handle it. There'll be no disgrace. But you must choose now.
With no fear, trauma or PTSD lingering around the room, the former Terrorists and Counter-Terrorists agree to go with their savior to get some revenge. As well as to support him in any way because of their everlasting sense of loyalty.
Arlington: I believe I speak for everyone in saying that this has been a long time coming for us. And we would never miss this for the world. I'm in. *smiles*
Lukas: You gave me something greater to serve and believe in when Russia abandoned me. Of course I'm in. *smiles*
Fox: You saved me, saved Alan, and made us into newer and better people. And now you want to do more for us? I, and I believe Alan as well, will follow you anytime, anywhere. *smiles*
Blade: Catherine and I are in your debt. It's the least we can do. Besides, we gotta look out for each other, right? *smiles*
Axel: You saved my team. You saved me. And you pointed the way back home. Why wouldn't I join you? You know I love operating through Hell on Earth and back. Besides, I owe you one. I'm in all the way, Preacher. *smiles*
Cavanaugh: Axel's right. After saving the only family I have left from something worse than death, why wouldn't I help you in whatever way you need? Always in, Preacher. *smiles*
Hall: Ever since Evelyn and I got brainwashed and lost our son and daughter to Global Risk just so they can make us work non-stop, we thought it was over for our family.
Evelyn: But you came along and gave us hope. Fin and I promised that we would never waste this second chance. *wipes tear* I'm in, always. *smiles*
Hall: We'll forever be in your debt, Preacher. I'm in. *smiles*
Morález: My family and I worked so hard to be true Americans ever since I was born. I couldn't have imagined all that hard work being ripped away from me by someone like the Ghosts. But you brought it back. You brought me back. I can't thank you enough. So I'm in, holmes. *smiles*
Abrams: Before you came, I would look at this *points to his 10th Mountain Division Patch* patch and remember my past life. Remember Diana, my late wife who served in the 10th Mountain. And then I would think that she would be ashamed of me for allowing the Ghosts to brainwash me. When you came and assured me that it wasn't me carrying out the U.N.'s dirty work, I felt... relieved. And I haven't felt that in a long time, let alone believed that I deserve to feel it. Like the others, I can't thank you enough. But I'm in, all in. *smiles*
Without even uttering a single word, the Staff Sergeant's reaction can be summed up to shock and warmth.
Cormack: It seems you're the man calling the shots, Preacher. And I've seen something like this only once. Rank is now irrelevant.
Hightower: Looks like you got yourself a cohesive team, Staff Sergeant.
Nightfall: With Delta Force, DEVGRU, SEAL Team 4, SEAL Team 2 and the Marine Raider Regiment in your hands, I recommended organizing a task force. *nods*
Preacher: *smiles* *nods* Alright, for one night only, I activate... Task Force Sentinel. Operation Freedom's Vengeance is a go.
Task Force Sentinel: OO-RAH! HOOAH! HOOYAH!
Team Composition:
Task Force Sentinel
Operators:
Sentinel Actual: SSgt. Will 'Preacher' Irons
Sentinel 1: 1SG. Everest Arlington
Sentinel 2: MSG. Lukas Arlington
Sentinel 3: SFC. Catherine Fox
Sentinel 4: LTJG. Axel Blackburn
Sentinel 5: LTJG. John Abrams
Sentinel 6: CDR. Robert Cavanaugh
Sentinel 7: LCDR. Finlay Hall
Sentinel 8: MCPO. Rafael Morález
Sentinel 9: SCPO. Alan Blade
Logistics:
Lighthouse: LT. Evelyn Hall
Task Force Sentinel
Preacher
February 3rd, 2052 - 18:01:11, Gobi Desert, China, Task Force Sentinel ("Sentinel Task Force" in the original) enters Mongolian and Chinese airspaces in a McDonnell Douglas/Boeing C-17 Globemaster III with stealth tech. Escorting them is a Lockheed Martin/Boeing AC-130J Ghostrider, two Northrop Grumman XF-33 White Widows, and two McDonnel Douglas/Boeing F/A-38 Lightning Strikes.
With the U.S. Air Force around to destroy Black List Operations HQ once The Ghost is dead, the 24th Special Tactics Squadron is also present, riding along with Task Force Sentinel, to collect the on-site intel the moment the firefight settles down.
Darkstar 4-1: Lighthouse, this is Darkstar 4-1. We're five Mikes out from the DZ. No hostile contact. How copy, over?
[C-17 flies by]
[AC-130J flies by]
Evelyn: Good copy, Darkstar 4-1. The picture's clean. Proceed to objective. We'll keep an eye on you, over.
[XF-33s fly by]
[F/A-38s fly by]
[red light flashes]
Darkstar 4-1 Jumpmaster: Task Force Sentinel, get ready to charge. One minute.
With those signals, Arlington, Lukas, Fox, Axel, Abrams, Cavanaugh, Hall, Morález and Blade get ready to HALO.
[yellow light flashes]
[door opens]
Darkstar 4-1 Jumpmaster: (hand signal) Five. Four. Three. Two. One.
[green light flashes]
Darkstar 4-1 Jumpmaster: (hand signal) Jump.
As it turns out, Preacher is already on the ground and close to his sniper's nest a mile west from the AO, specifically on top of a sand hill overlooking 50 percent of Black List Operations HQ. Upon seeing his teammates move to their breach spot, he takes out his Desert Ghillie Blanket, goes prone, covers himself up, and finds The Ghost, who is watching the trainees practice in a shoot house called "Black Widow" (Crossfire's carbon copy of Counter-Strike's Dust 2, by the way) from a roofless, windowless observation balcony.
Listening to the song that plays in the trailer of one of his most favorite sniper based video games on his headset while at it.
--
Freedom's Vengeance
February 3rd, 2052 - 18:09:32
SSgt. Will 'Preacher' Irons
Task Force Sentinel
Gobi Desert, China
--
[Yazmin Hendrix's Cold Stare plays]
Yazmin Hendrix: As I take this road of emptiness. As I turn around, I see a cloud of breath.
He sees Task Force Sentinel in position and ready to make a hole in the West Wall and lines up the Terrorist General nice and clean.
Yazmin Hendrix: How long shall I stare? I long for you again.
Preacher: (on comms) All Sentinel callsigns, I have you and The Ghost. (off comms) Magical Vibranium still has limits, fuckball.
Yazmin Hendrix: And now...
[MORS fire]
Lukas: Breaching West Wall.
Ghost: *painfully grunts*
[C4 Explosive Charge detonation]
[MDRX fire]
[G28 fire]
[CDX-50 Tremor fire]
[alarm blares]
[M4V9 fire]
[LVOA-C fire]
[Barrett M82A3 fire]
[M4 ISR fire]
[M60E6 fire]
[Hellion fire]
[MORS fire]
Preacher: Covering, go.
He shoots The Ghost's left arm off and gives him a GSW (gunshot wound) to the left hip. As his security escort rushes him to the infirmary, Arlington, Lukas, Fox, Axel, Abrams, Cavanaugh, Hall, Morález and Blade breach Black List Operations HQ and kill quick to intercept.
Then the Ghostrider's GAU-12/U Equalizer 25mm 5-barreled Rotary Cannon, 40mm L/60 Bofors Cannon and 105mm M102 Howitzer start obliterating all Terrorist masses, BTR-90s, MH-X Silent Hawks, Ka-50 Black Sharks, A-10C Thunderbolt IIs and Qaher-313Bs. Amid the friendly bombardment, the Staff Sergeant clears Task Force Sentinel's way, kills off the two-man security detail, picks off a rapidly approaching medical team requested by the dead escorts, and shoots both of the Terrorist General's legs off with one shot.
[L/60 fire]
[M102 fire]
[GAU-12/U fire]
[explosions]
[MORS fire]
Ghost: *screaming in pain* *hyperventilates*
Preacher: Sentinel 1, 2, 3, he's all yours.
Cavanaugh: Agreed.
Yazmin Hendrix: How long shall I stare? I long for you again. And now...
Fox: Retinal and blood scans complete, it's General Luis Torres.
Ghost: I'm not Torres, you—
[M249 Para fire]
[M60E6 fire]
[MDRX fire]
Arlington: For Logan.
Lukas: For Nicholas.
Fox: (off comms) For Cora. (on comms) Confirmed, target: Ghost, KIA.
Preacher: Lighthouse, Final Spark 1, this is Sentinel Actual. Terrorist Factory is secure. Move to SSE, over.
Evelyn: Confirmed, Sentinel Actual. Deploying the Final Spark Teams now, over.
Lennox: Final Spark 1 copies, Sentinel Actual. We'll take it from here, over.
With General Luis 'The Ghost' Torres shot out, Preacher, Arlington, Lukas, Fox, Axel, Abrams, Cavanaugh, Hall, Morález and Blade exfiltrate as Final Spark Team 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 HALO in and empty all of Black List Operations HQ's databases and archives. After that, they authorize Warhammer to go weapons loose as they exfil themselves.
Lennox: Final Spark 1 to Warhammer, SSE complete. We're Oscar Mike, and you're cleared to level the AO, over.
Warhammer: Roger, Final Spark 1. Sit back and enjoy the fireworks, over.
[L/60 fire]
[M102 fire]
[GAU-12/U fire]
[explosions]
[XF-33s fly by]
[F/A-38s fly by]
[explosions]
While en route to the New Global Risk Operations HQ, Preacher changes into his MARPAT Woodland Uniform Set and tasks the Navy SEALs to lead this time. 19:55:11, Beijing, China, with two Sikorsky MH-X Silent Hawk gunship/transport helicopters this time, Task Force Sentinel comes in hot on a Global Risk train that will go straight to the Counter-Terrorist base.
The Sentinels zip-line onto the roof and cut an entry point open with a special breaching foam and a flare. Once the three Flashbangs detonate, Axel enthusiastically leads the way with Abrams and the Staff Sergeant supporting him.
Preacher: Careful heading down!
[Flashbang detonation]
Axel: I WILL FUCK YOU UP!
[M1014 fire]
Global Risk Counter-Terrorists: *painfully grunting*
[XM250 fire]
[MK14 Mod 0 fire]
Preacher: Clear, come on in.
Cavanaugh: Copy.
Arlington: Copy. Got six more.
[M249 Para fire]
[LVOA-C fire]
[AK-105 fire]
[M4 ISR fire]
[MDRX fire]
[Hellion fire]
[M60E6 fire]
Evelyn: Sentinel Actual, this is Lighthouse. Give me a SITREP, over.
Preacher: IP (insertion point) is clear. All Sentinels are in. Making our way to the front car now, over.
Evelyn: Good work. Now, take control of the train and invite yourselves in, over.
Preacher: Our pleasure, Lighthouse, over.
Three and a half minutes and 35 dead Counter-Terrorists later, Task Force Sentinel reaches the control car just before the conductor can decouple it and cut them off. Once at the New Global Risk Operations HQ's Underground Railway Station, they ambush and assault 20 more unsuspecting Global Risk personnel before getting to two elevators that will take them to the Server Room, The Spectre's current location.
Preacher: Sentinel Actual to Lighthouse, Underground Railway Station is clear. We're taking the elevators, over.
Evelyn: Understood, Actual. We're seeing you through the elevators' screens. Gonna stream the Server Room's cam footage to you now, standby.
Hall: Okay, we see it.
Lukas: We do as well.
Blade: There's Maddox, the motherfucker.
Abrams: Should've kept his Exo Suit on.
But then the elevators shut down and the Sentinels have to get off on the Meeting Floor, which is one level beneath the Server Room and two below the Rooftop Terrace and Helipad.
Morález: Aw, shit. They cut the power.
Evelyn: They're on high alert now. Okay, you're currently on the Conference Floor. Just one flight of stairs away from the Server Room. Pry the doors open.
Preacher: Roger, we're on it.
Morález: I got the doors. Be ready to shoot any Counter-Terrorist on the other side.
Hall: Let me help you with that.
Fox: Clear for now. We're in.
Cavanaugh: Likewise.
Evelyn: Welcome to the New Global Risk Operations HQ. Don't forget to stop by the gift shop.
Axel: Never.
[M1014 fire]
Axel: Oh, look. The welcoming committee.
[Revolution DI Rifle fire]
[Hellion fire]
Preacher: All clear. Take a C4 from me and blow the left double doors. I got the right ones.
Morález: Got one, buddy. C4's set.
Preacher: C6 ready. Breach when set.
[C6 Breaching Charge detonation]
[C4 Explosive Charge detonation]
[Revolution DI Rifle fire]
[M1014 fire]
[MDRX fire]
[AK-105 fire]
[M249 Para fire]
[M60E6 fire]
[Hellion fire]
[LVOA-C fire]
[M4 ISR fire]
[MK14 Mod 0 fire]
20 confirmed kills through the Meeting Floor later, Task Force Sentinel reaches the Server Room and finds the Counter-Terrorist General. But the whole place and the working station he is in are secured with reinforced steel walls and sliding double doors.
[M1014 fire]
[bullets ricocheting]
Axel: This is some Chinese construction horseshit.
Fox: Hacking the door, standby.
Morález: Walls are made of reinforced steel, guys. And I don't have my engineer hat on.
Blade: Cat...
Fox: Nearly there. Got it!
[door opens]
Cavanaugh: Too late, we're in pursuit.
Fox: Fuck.
[door opens]
Preacher: Don't worry, he only delayed us. Come on, through the elevator doors. *strains*
Fox: Okay.
Preacher: Special Tactics Squadron will handle the Server Room if Global Risk doesn't collapse this place.
Evelyn: All Sentinel units, this is Lighthouse. Global Risk reinforcements are fast roping on the Rooftop Terrace with three Comanches for CAS. And The Spectre is holding his ground at the Helipad as we speak. You need to double-time it to kill him, over.
Preacher: (on comms) Understood, Lighthouse. Thanks for the tip, out. (off comms) Morález, you still got your M32?
Morález: Never leave home without it, dude.
Preacher: Thought so. Three hostile gunships and possible support gunners all over the Rooftop Terrace. Your wheelhouse.
Morález: Target rich environment? Leave it to me.
Preacher: Abrams, Arlington, Lukas, Fox, with Morález and I. Axel, Hall, Cavanaugh, Blade, assault formation.
Morález and Hall: Contact!
[M32A1 MSGL fire]
[M4 ISR fire]
[explosions]
[RAH-66s crashing]
[distant explosions]
Cavanaugh: Axel, Blade, form up on Hall!
Axel: I'm here!
Blade: On you, Hall!
Hall: Let's do this!
As Axel, Cavanaugh, Hall and Blade move to wipe the floor with the 35-man Global Risk backup, Morález shoots down the Counter-Terrorists' RAH-66 Comanches and blows the machine gun teams to kingdom come. While Preacher, Arlington, Lukas, Fox and Abrams watch his back and lay down precise cover fire for the assault team.
[M32A1 MSGL fire]
[explosions]
[Barrett M82A3 fire]
[CDX-50 Tremor fire]
[MORS fire]
[G28 fire]
[MDRX fire]
Morález: 20 bucks says most of the people and countries under the U.N. don't live with this kind of luxury!
Abrams: You kidding?! They probably haven't even seen luxury before!
Hall: Rooftop Terrace is secure. We're at the Helipad's door, guys.
Preacher: Roger, Sentinel 7. Comin' to you.
Fox: You SEALs should take it from here. This is between you and General Maddox.
Preacher: You're right.
Cavanaugh: Copy, 3. Makos, form up and...
[door opens]
Cavanaugh: ...GO!
The Spectre has his back turned on the Navy SEALs of Task Force Sentinel and kicks it off with a Flashbang. But the Makos see that move coming from a mile away, cover their eyes before the grenade explodes, and dodge the Counter-Terrorist General's attacks for a bit.
Hall: Try to jump and we'll fucking kneecap you, "sir"!
[Flashbang detonation]
[swing]
Hall: *dodges* Woah! Careful with your guns—
[swing]
Blade: *side kicks Hall aside* Get outta there, sir! *cartwheels*
[left hook]
Spectre: Oof!
[swing]
Spectre: *chuckles* Savior Team 1. So glad to see my...
[swing]
Cavanaugh: *dodges* Shit!
Spectre: ...ACES again!
[side kick]
Spectre: Argh!
Axel: We're not your aces anymore, General, fuckface.
Spectre: I always knew you were trouble like Captain Liu, Second Lieutenant BLACKBURN!
[swing]
Axel: *back dashes*
[right elbow strike]
Abrams: What's next, you're gonna say my wife's name too?! Asshole!
Spectre: *smirks* Beautiful, badass, sexy bitch, Diana was. *angry snarl*
Morález: *catches The Spectre's right arm*
[left cross]
[crack]
Spectre: *screaming in pain*
[knife clatters]
Morález: *kicks Boogieman Knife away* What? Didn't see someone like me coming?
Spectre: I'LL KILL YOU ALL IF I MUST—
[Hellion fire]
Spectre: *screaming in pain*
[M249 Para fire]
Spectre: *painfully grunts*
[MK14 Mod 0 fire]
Spectre: *painfully grunts*
[M4 ISR fire]
Spectre: *painfully grunts*
[LVOA-C fire]
Spectre: *painfully grunts* *looks at Axel*
[M1014 fire]
Axel: (off comms) For Sonja. (on comms) Confirmed, target: Spectre, KIA.
Hall and Evelyn: This is for you Danny, Lily.
Cavanaugh and Evelyn: *looking at 177th Fighter Wing Jersey Devils Patch* For you, Dad, Grandpa.
Abrams: *looks at 10th Mountain Division Patch* This one's for you, Diana, honey.
Preacher: Sentinel Actual to Lighthouse and all Final Spark units, The Spectre is KIA. Vengeance. Vengeance.
Lennox: Outstanding, Task Force Sentinel. We're en route to finish the job.
Evelyn: Vengeance confirmed. Time to be gone, Task Force Sentinel.
Preacher: We already are. Preacher, out.
As The Spectre strikes as quickly and wildly as he could and monologues while doing so, the Navy SEALs manage to get some solid hits in without getting cut by the Boogieman Knife. Until Morález catches the Counter-Terrorist General's arm, punches it broken, and disarms him.
Despite having his main arm snapped and his only weapon lost, The Spectre tries to vow to kill the Makos. But Blade cuts his penis and testicles off mid sentence with his Hellion, Morález and Abrams kneecap him, Hall and Cavanaugh shoot through his plate carrier, and Axel ends him by blowing his brains out.
Now that General Colt 'The Spectre' Maddox is finally dead, the Staff Sergeant assembles Task Force Sentinel and leaves the scene with them in the Silent Hawks safe and sound. And the Final Spark Teams conduct their air assault shortly after to steal everything in the New Global Risk Operations HQ's servers.
Lennox: Final Spark 1 to Lighthouse, all servers and databases are cleaned out. Final Spark Teams are ready for exfil. Copy that, over?
Evelyn: Copy, Final Spark 1. Plant charges on the hardware and exfiltrate. We're done here.
Lennox: Heading home now, Lighthouse. Final Spark, signing off.
[MH-Xs flying by]
[distant explosions]
As the 30-man 24th Special Tactics Squadron IRF leaves with some fireworks of their own, Secretary-General Ashley Johnstone-Bridger (voiced and played by Michelle Fairley) turns out to have been angrily but eagerly watching the entirety of Operation Freedom's Vengeance with Sir Alex Roid and Dame Véronique Fontaine. Whether from her personal Bombardier Challenger 3500 jet or the rooftop terrace of the United Nations Headquarters, which is the tallest building in Beijing and the world.
Johnstone-Bridger: *shakes head* That's it. I knew it. I've had with these proud, arrogant, battle hungry North, Central and South Americans.
Roid: It seems us Western Europeans are the only ones who can understand and value loyalty.
Fontaine: But there are a couple of exceptions to that rule.
Johnstone-Bridger: Worthless outliers. Master Sergeant Arlington and Special Agent Windsor are not the majority. Nor do they represent it. Besides, we have more pressing matters to move on to.
Roid: It seems the Yanks have helped Vietnam uncover their level of usefulness to us.
Fontaine: "President" Ivanka Trump. One day, I will send her to be endlessly bred by savages from America's past and present enemies. Russia, China, Central America, South America, The Middle East, Vietnam—
Johnstone-Bridger: North Korea. What's the status of our Superpower Package for the North Koreans?
Roid: 40 percent complete, Madame Secretary-General. Although, what is interesting is the fact that we didn't particularly lose much when America iced Vietnam.
Fontaine: And since half of Vietnam's Superpower Package was never used, we can relocate it to North Korea's.
Johnstone-Bridger: Then you have my authorisation to combine them. I want a Second Korean War happening in two years. Get on it.
Roid and Fontaine: *saluting*
February 4th, 2052 - 20:44:02, Arlington, Virginia, United States of America, Preacher spends his first day on vacation seeing Cristy in her favorite sports bar. Just as she watches an NFL (National Football League) game in a loud and aggressively competitive way.
Sports Bar Patrons: *chattering*
Cristy: How about passing the ball to your actually competent quarterback, dumbass?! Huh?! Who in the flying fuck is the star player again?! Not you?! Then pass the ball and fuck off! Whew! I need another shot.
Preacher: *laughs* Damn, Chess Queen. When you said you're unladylike in sports bars, you didn't say you are cute when pissed off as well. *smiles*
Cristy: *smiles* Will! *jumps onto and hugs Preacher*
Preacher: *catches, carries and hugs Cristy* Aww, I missed you too, Cristy. Hey, Maynard.
Drelick: *raises glass* Hey, Will. *smiles*
With that romantic scene, Drelick, who is also in this drinking establishment, plays the female Second Lieutenant's favorite song on the speakers.
[Ellie Goulding's Love Me Like You Do plays]
Cristy: *gasps* Are you fucking serious, Maynard?
Drelick: Hey, it's about time you two got together. *laughs*
Preacher: Well, I'm glad my date is you.
Cristy: I'm glad you're mine, too. Wanna dance? I love this song.
Preacher: Lead the way.
As the song ends, three photographs appear. The first one is a rare picture of Reaper Team 1 without Vitaly, Lindsey, Steiner or The Ghost, the second one is a snapshot of Task Force Mako with Fallout, Evelyn and Blade, and the third one is a photo of Right Hand Squadron with Cristy, Prophet and Jonathan.
Created by Major Nomad