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January 16th,2016

 

2130 GMT

 

Room 195

Hyatt Regency Hotel,Moscow,Russia

 

Captain Mustapha Abbas

MI-6

 

Ever since the old man’s disappearance in Ukraine 4 years earlier,everyone assume that he’s already.In my opinion,not so much.I know lies deep in my heart,there’s still hope he might possibly alive.If I do have some spare time,I use that opportunity to find him,using my contacts in the underworld and the world of espionage.Unfortunately,no one is talking.It seems like they feared if they leaked this information either to me or Kamarov,they might find themselves in a very sticky situation.Makarov may be ousted from Vorshevsky’s administration but it seems he’s more powerful on this level.

 

‘Ring..!!!

Suddenly,my phone is ringing,shooting my thoughts over the old man..’I’m coming…!’As I reach it and read the caller’s name,I know something is up at the moment.’привет,my friend.You have anything solid,mate?’At the other end,Kamarov can only laughed.He knows,with that kind of phrase,I’m not in the mood to entertain any petty matters.’Yes,I have something for you.A warning to your government and to our allies.But I cannot speak here.’From his tone,I know it’s really important.’Usual place,I presumed?’I asked…However,Kamarov disagreed,’No.I don’t think we should meet there.Meet me at Moscow Cafe in fifteen minutes.Just be there.’

 

2145 GMT

 

Moscow Cafe,Moscow,Russia

 

As promised,here I am.However,much to my dismay,Kamarov is not present.After several minutes,he finally arrived.However,his body language suggest otherwise.From his looks and gestures,I know he’s being followed by several people.’Hope I do not make you wait,Captain.’He quietly apologize for being late.’No..you’re not.I’m only being here for several minutes.’I shrugged off his concern.Then I asked,’I assume your lateness is to elude people who follow you?’He nodded and replied,’Your assumption is correct,Captain.I believed I’ve being followed by Makarov’s men.’I make a guess,’Is this something to do with your intel?’He nodded again.Then,we see a couple entering the cafe.Their behavior seems normal but Kamarov warns me,’Don’t be fooled by their appearance.That couple is working for Inner Circle.I heard they mention Makarov’s name while making a call ten minutes ago.’

 

We decided to leave,testing whether Kamarov’s theory is correct or not.But as we hit the street,the same couple followed us once again.’Let’s split up….I’m gonna intercept them in that alley.Just get ready.’I explained my plan to him.With situation is not in our favor,Kamarov agreed to become a bait to lure them towards the trap.As we pass the Red Square,I leave Kamarov and use a shortcut to intercept the couple before Kamarov.And as expected,they continued to follow him with the woman hiding her supressed pistol behind her purse.’Abbas,now.’He tells me to act,which I did.She tried to shoot me but I immediately incapasitate her with ease.As for Kamarov,he doesn’t face any problem as well.’Called the police…I’m sure they want this.’He tells me to call the authorities.As I called them,I realized how valuable this information is.If not,why Makarov will go to such length to prevent it from being intercepted either by the Loyalists or Western intelligences.

 

‘Now,we’re in the clear.Tell me what you’ve got.’Noticing my impatience,he spills it.’Alright then.I received intel from my men in Makarov’s camp.It’s about his latest op.According to my sources,Makarov’s planning big.He said his operation will change everything that we know.Enough to force global powers into war.’When Kamarov mentioned its aftermath,I knew this is much bigger than the assasination of Grigori Markhov itself.I pressed him,’Did your source give any details about his op?’However,much to my disappointment,he said no.To be honest,his intel is too general.How I gonna supposed to issue a warning to MI-6 by providing such little intel like that in my report?Surely,my superiors in London will shrugged off such report and put it aside immediately.Still,after considering the mishaps that occurred to us this evening,I might have to give a shot on that.As we separate both ways,I said to him,’I cannot promised anything.I will relay your intel to the Circus as soon as possible.’I knew my response is a bit disappointing but with that kind of intel,there’s nothing more I could offered to him.He said,’I’m sorry but this is what I could grasp from my men.I hope you understand,Captain Abbas.’I persuaded him by saying,’Hei,I understand your situation,Leftenant.I really do.One intel is better than nothing.’

 

January 17th,2012

 

0900 GMT

 

Room 195

Hyatt Regency Hotel,Moscow,Russia

 

The next morning,I relay that information to the Circus.And as expected,I’m being ridiculed for relaying such information to them.However,the newly appointed head of SIS,Jason Clarkson has other opinion.’Captain,is this intel solid or is this just another ruse by Vladimir Makarov?’I dismissed his suggestions and replied,’No,sir.If it’s true this is just another ruse,then why Makarov send his men to kill me and Kamarov?I suggest,we should keep a close eye to any high valuable targets around the world especially in Europe.Kamarov wants us to take this matter seriously.If we don’t prevent this from happening,global superpowers might find themselves at war with each other.’Director of MI-5,Gavin Sterling however blasted my assessment,’Your assessment is poor,Captain.With that information,how we supposed to put ourselves ready against this so-called imminent threat?Surely,the government and the Parliament may questioned the need to use those funds.’However,Director Clarkson retorted his suggestion,’I agree with you.But,it’s best to be sorry now rather than later.At least,we’re on guard to deal the threat,created by ‘Kingfish’.’Other directors including my own boss,head of MI-6,Muhammad Bakr supported his stance.

 

After discussing for several minutes,the Circus inform me to conduct full inquiry over Makarov’s latest operation.Personally,it’s a huge victory against these so-called bureaucrats.At least,they take note and acted immediately to eliminate any threat towards us and our allies.However,Kamarov’s words really disturbs me..Is he really serious to drag us into that bloody quagmire once more?!…

Prologue : Kingfish

January 10th,2012

 

1000 GMT

 

21 SAS Credenhill,Great Britain

 

Leftenant ‘Soap’ MacTavish

22nd Regiment,SAS

 

It’s been several months after I returned to Credenhill…Everything is changing.I thought everything will remain the same.But no.It turns out after my departure,Mustapha was also leaving.According to the old man,he’s being assigned to a special mission in Moscow,probably acting as undercover agent,monitoring Ultranationalists movement there.Most specifically,monitoring  the enemy of the Crown,Vladimir Makarov.I’m not surprised at all with his appointment.With his Russian background and his fluency in Russia,there’s no doubt he’s the right man for the assignment.

 

‘You’re ready,son?’Captain Price asked me that day.To be honest,I’m not so sure.But after the last several months,fighting my addiction and depression,I think I’m ready.I replied,’I’m up for it,old man.’Back to work once again and I’m raring to go once more.As I entered Credenhill,the old faces warmly welcome me.Wallcroft,Griffen,Newcastle and of course,my mentor,Colonel MacMillan.He hugs me tightly and said,’Welcome back to the fold.Don’t waste this opportunity.Use it well,son.’I silently agreed with his words.I know I cannot repeat that mistake again.The fact they still giving me a chance shows me that they still believing in me.I promised,I won’t repeat it again…

 

January 15th,2011

 

1230 GMT

 

Everyone is present in the meeting room..Today,we’re just receive intel from Mustapha that Makarov is spotted in the outskirt of Mount Koshka,Ukraine.It is believed that Makarov is hiding there after conducting several terrorist attacks throughout Europe and Middle East.One of these attacks was the assasination of Anatoly Vaschuk,a prominent Russian journalist.No one knows why Makarov assasinating him but many assume some of his enemies hired our ‘friend’ to silent him for good.

 

‘Alright then,gentlemen.As we all fully aware,Vladimir Makarov is reportedly hiding in his safehouse somewhere in Mount Koshka.The government want us to capture him alive.I repeat,they want him alive.It is believe,with his capture,we can start gathering information,enough to topple down the current Ultranationalist government.’Colonel MacMillan briefed us on our intel.One of the officers,Leftenant Simon Riley asked,’Sir,is this our op or there are others will be involved?’The old man answered,’This is a joint operation,Ghost.We’re not alone on this one.The Americans will send their own Delta Force to assist us.’Then,Colonel MacMillan tell us to check the dossier given.’We’ll be the one who lead this operation.Captain John Price will lead this operation.He will be aided by Leftenant John MacTavish,Leftenant Simon Riley and Staff Sergeant Thomas Harris aka ‘Sandman’.Remember,we want this man alive.No exception.Understand?’We simultaneously said,’Yes,sir.’After a few moments,he continued,’Alright then,pack your stuff.You’ll be leaving in 8 hours time.’As we leave,Riley approached me and said,’Looking forward to work alongside you,sir.It’s an honor to be alongside you and Captain Price.’I just smiled and replied,’It’s nothing really.Welcome aboard.Looking forward as well,mate.’

 

January 16th,2012

 

0945 GMT

 

Mount Koshka,Ukraine

 

As planned,we reunited with our fellow Deltas in Mount Koshka,Ukraine.However,there is another person joining us,much to our surprise.’Hope you still remember me.If not,I’m might shed some tears.’The person I referring to is Mustapha Abbas.We thought he still in Moscow.But it turns out,he volunteered to join us here to ensure everything went smoothly.Or as the old man called,’Acting like our babysitter.’Still,everything between us is good.Especially between me and him.’Soap,are we cool?I don’t want any bad blood between us.’He asked me.I just smiled and replied,’Hei,it’s alright.We’re cool.Don’t worry about that.’

 

‘Overlord,this is Delta Six.We spotted sentries around the safehouse.Permission to engage,over.’Sandman radioed Overlord,asking clearance to eliminate hostiles.’Delta Six,you’re cleared to engage.Out’Overlord cleared them to shot,allowing us to execute our operation perfectly.After a few moments,Delta team led by Sandman unleashed several precise shot,killing those sentries on site.’Weapons free.Suppressed weapon only.’Price tell us to engage.Still reeling by that surprise assault,we stormed the compound,leading to a fierce firefight to reach the safehouse.But after several minutes,with assistance from Spectre 6-4,codenamed Zeus,we cleared the area with ease.

 

As we breached the safehouse,more hostile appeared,tried to ambush us…But all resistance are futile.No one stand between us and ‘Kingfish’,Makarov’s codename.However,much to our disappointment,Vladimir Makarov is not present.I teased Mustapha,’Bad intel,mate?’He can only shake his head,pretty disappointed with the outcome.Still,the old man tell us,’Cheer up.He may not present.But there’s plenty of intel here.It should be useful for future operation.’We inspect room by room,seeking anything that could tie him back to his crimes.Plenty of pictures,probably a target for future attack,names,mostly his associates and personal items only.Then,as we check the last room,we’re stunned.’Sir,come down here.You have to see this.’Mustapha radioed him.As we regroup in that room,we find pictures of Bravo Six and other operatives who involved in our previous operation several months ago.Most of it have been crossed,probably being killed.We shake our heads in disbelief with Mustapha vented his anger,’How he managed to do this?Bloody bugger!’Then,we heard a ticking sound inside the room.As we leave the safehouse,a huge explosion destroyed it in no time.

 

Knowing this is just a ruse,I radioed Delta team,’Delta Siz,this is Bravo Five.Get your asses outta here!It’s a trap!’As we fleeing the scene,Ultranationalist forces relentlessly pursued us.Fortunately,Zeus covered our escape until those fools,using several Stingers,bring it down to earth,much to our horror.As we reached the exfil point,a sudden explosion briefly knocked me out.I did not know what happen but from their reaction,I know,I’m in bad way.’Sir,Soap’s badly wounded.Ghost,with me!We need to get him outta here!’As we finally inside the Sea Knight,I realized the old man is not there.I tried to scream but nothing happen.I can hear Riley screaming,’Sir,come on.We need to leave now!’But the old man shoved away his request,’Go!Get out of here now!’I tried to leave but the others prevented me from doing so.Mustapha and Sandman tried to reason with the pilot to stay for several moments to retrieve him but he denied their request,’It’s too late.If we stay,we all died!’As we leave Koshka,the mood is sombre.Mustapha punched the wall several times,venting his anger….If only we stay behind,maybe there’s a slim opportunity for him to join us….

 

January 30th,2012

 

0630 GMT

 

Somewhere in Petropavlovsk,Russia

 

Captain John Price

22nd Regiment,SAS

 

I thought I was dead back then.Being shot several times,at my arm,my shoulder and my knee.But to see me here in this facility,I know I’m being captured.But,one damning question appeared in my head,who exactly betrayed us that led to our ambush and my incarceration here.Then,a familiar figure entering my room.The man the entire country despise for what he have done,Vladimir Makarov.

 

I tried to punch him but then I realized,I’m shackled around my bed.’It’s been awhile,Leftenant.Or should I called you Captain?’H e started the conversation with a wry smile.’What do you want from me,Makarov?’I asked him back.Then,he started laughing to see me in that condition and replied,’Revenge,Price.You and your men murdered my General.One of the most honorable man in Russia.’I immediately spit on him and said,’Imran Zakhaev is a terrorist,not a leader that the Russians admired!’Enraged with my insult,he punched me.So hard that I feel I might lose some of my tooth.’Watched your tongue,Price.’He warns me.Despite the pain,I still asked,’How do you managed to track them down?Those operatives?How do you that?’He laugh once more and replied,’I have men out there,Captain Price.Men that are willing to do my bidding.’Angered with his statement,I angrily replied,’No one will served you,Makarov!’But he ignored my objection and calmly replied,’In this new world,as long as you have money,you can do anything.Me?They’re become my pawns,Price.They don’t care why I’m doing this as long as they’ve been paid!’After that,he leaves me,’Enjoy your new home,Captain.Hope you’re comfortable there.’Then,he started laughing again,mocking my fate while his,remain as a free man.Laugh all you want,Makarov.Next time,I might be the one who had the last laugh…

For the last decade,the whole world is shocked with the abuse,committed by these so-called honorable soldiers against prisoners or enemy combatants,as they called.They intimidate the prisoners with dogs,they called them names,such words like that,there’s no way I will describe it inside my post.They pee on the Koran,they sexually assaulted these men and women.Now,they pee on deceased enemy combatants.I have to say,if I’m the leader or die Fuhrer for that nation,knowing that such action existed,I’ll be absolutely ashamed and outraged by their actions.These so-called men and women,they do not deserved to be in the army.It seems like they failed to uphold other people’s right,even after they meet their demise.They say they have that code of honor but to be honest,I don’t see that particular code applied apart in TV shows or mainstream movies.That seemingly code of honor is neglected and forgotten.Next,are these soldiers are fools while committing these acts?True,these prisoners of war may not utter a single word about their misery but not their colleagues,their superiors and the public itself.This is the age of globalization,the age of technology.There is no boundary now.Even the most guarded secret on the planet can be uncovered compared to these disgusting image.The people will vented their frustration and anger towards these fools,disgracing their honorable uniform and image as soldiers for their beloved country.The people will perceived that if these attitude and behavior continue,their country will lose more allies and establish new hostility with other nations,further tarnishing their good name and reputation as one of the most powerful nation in the world.I would like to quote what Vladimir Makarov said in Call of Duty : Modern Warfare 3 launch trailer,’It doesn’t take the powerful nation on Earth to create the next global conflict.Just the will of a single men.’And right now,that kind of will,full with hatred and grudge,is now starting to haunt that nation itself.Wonder if their leader could get some sleep at all….

Phase 1 : Revelation

19th April 2011

 

Sergeant Soap MacTavish

22nd Regiment,SAS

 

0500 GMT

 

As we wait for our extraction,Captain Price revealed a connection between him and Zakhaev.’It all started 15 years ago.I was just a “Leftenant” back then…doing some wetwork. Chernobyl. Christmas for the bad guys. Even a decade later, lot of them still used it to get their hands on nuclear material. A lot of ’em…including one,Imran Zakhaev. Of course we couldn’t just let that happen. Cash for spent fuel rods? That’s one hell of a recipe for destruction. It was the first time our government had authorized an assassination order since the Second World War…I was under the command of Captain MacMillan…’Abbas intervene,with his curiosity filling the air,’What do you mean this is the second time our government authorize that order,sir?’He replied,’Well,in the past,the British Empire was worried with Hitler and the Third Reich.You know at that period,Germany secured a large teritory thorughout Europe,waiting in our doorstep,an opportunity to hit us hard.So Neville Chamberlain and later Chuchill preparing a contigency plan to strike Germany hard by assasinating their Fuhrer.Churchill ordered our intelligence to eliminate him,however we’ve been beaten to the punch by other factions,notably German Resistance.Do you know Colonel von Stauffenberg?’Harkov answered his question,’One of the plotters who attempted to assasinate Hitler on July 20th,1944.’The old man continued,’The government do not fully aware about their plan until the last minute.When they do and realized Hitler survived,they immediately canceled it,focussing instead on destroying German armies.’Then,it’s Gaz turn to intervene,’How do you know about all this,sir?’When he heard his question,a proud grin appear on his face.’Because one of the agents being assigned for that is actually my grandfather,Captain John Price.’

 

As we take a glimpse of al-Assad’s corpse,prepared by Abbas and other soldiers,the old man continued his story,’15 years ago,we sneak through Pripyat,Ukraine in order to reach one of the vantage point there.Our assignment,eliminating Imran Zakhaev.After we reach the hotel and waited for several days,our target is finally appeared.I’m the one who shoot Zakhaev with MacMillan confirming the kill.That bullet should finished him off 15 years ago.’When we heard that tone,we know he is very disappointed.It’s very frustrating to know that our intended target is still alive and well.Still,failure is all part of life.There is a time that we win some and lose some.Maybe,if opportunity presents itself,he will pounce it and eliminate Zakhaev with his bare hands.

 

After half an hour,our ride is here where we are welcomed by Staff Sergeant Harold Griggs.’Welcome aboard,gentlemen.’After a few minutes,Captain Price asked,’We thought every psychos in Zakhaev’s pocket will appear on our position to reclaim al-Assad,Sergeant.’Griggs concurred with his point and continued,’Yes,so do we sir.But there’s a surprise for them back in the capital.Let’s just say the local resistance,aided by the Loyalists managed to secured their position there.I believe,they’re might be so busy that they forgotten to reclaim his remains from you,sir.’Then,he switched his view towards Harkov,’Are you sure you do not want to join us,Sergeant?You know those bastards far too well.’Harkov can only smiled and replied,’Sir,I can assure you,we should be fine.Besides,I’m expecting another regiment to join us and assist them in our fight against those fools.Even if we’re captured,we have other clothes to blend ourselves with them.’He then showed us those clothes,similar to their opponent’s uniform.I have to say,Harkov is very intelligent and well prepared against them.Satisfied with his answer,we leave Azerbaijan,heading to US military base in Bagram,Afghanistan,carrying al-Assad corpse with us.

 

Because our trip will take several hours,some members decided to take a nap,a much needed rest we seek for several days.However,others like the old man,Gaz,Griggs and Abbas remain awake.As I prepare to sleep,I can hear Abbas slowly recite prayers like Sura Fatihah and Sura Yasin towards al-Assad’s corpse.I do not understand why he will pray for the man responsible for the death of 30,000 Marines?I approached him and asked with a firm tone,’Mustapha,why you recited those readings to a man responsible for many deaths in Middle East?You know what he did.’At first,he quite surprised with my question,but then,he replied with a calm tone,’Soap,about his deeds.That’s between him and Allah.Let Him decide about that.Me,I’m just a Muslim carrying my responsibility towards others.He may died,but I still have my responsibility towards him.’The old man,overheard our conversation and silently agreed with his view.

 

0745 GMT

 

Bagram Air Base,Afghanistan

 

We arrived and immediately delivered al-Assad remains to US soldiers.Before we land,Abbas seek permission from the old man to accompany his corpse to ensure it will be dealt according to Islamic tradition.Although Griggs assures him that his corpse will be dealt accordingly,but he rejected his assurance,’I appreciate your assurance.But I want to ensure his corpse will be dealt carefully according to Islamic tradition.In the past,your country’s deeds cause other Muslims no longer able to believe you.We learn our lesson and tried our best not to cause anymore harm to our cause.’Eventually,the old man step in to prevent this row from intensified and permitted Abbas to overlook the proceedings.

 

As we look al-Assad’s corpse,accompanied by Abbas and other soldiers leaving our ride,probably Muslim Marines,we wonder what will happen to that.’Sergeant,let’s hope your country do not do anything stupid regarding al-Assad’s remains.Yes,he is a dictator and yet he’s a Muslim.You know their reaction far too well.’Griggs responded with a slight anxious tone,’I’m not so sure about that,sir.President Taylor’s administration want to seek revenge for our fallen Marines.You know well about revenge.Revenge can make people do the unthinkable.’The old man sigh with frustration,’Let’s hope they don’t do it.I feel more guilty if they do that on his remains.Yes,he’s responsible for the death for your Marines but he also deserve to have his rights,even after his demised.’

 

That evening,Abbas return and telling us that the proceedings are complete.’Khaled al-Assad is buried in unmarked grave somewhere in the desert.Only a handful of locals,mostly are tribe leaders who are aware about his identity.’Gaz asked,’What about the possiblity of his tomb might become a shrine to his followers?’He replied,’There will not be a shrine on his grave.Trust me,these locals promised to keep their mouth shut.Besides,they’re key allies to Americans.The last thing they need is to cross their allies,putting their position in jeopardy.’After a few moments,he continued,’Besides,even if they managed to track him down,I don’t think identification would be possible.’Then I asked the old man,’What now,sir?’Captain Price replied,’Now,we targeted Zakhaev.’

Phase 1 : The Chase

18th April 2011

 

2000 GMT

 

Graham Taylor

President of United States

 

Everyone is taken aback.Everyone is shocked to see the horrors of this event.No one predicts al-Assad will go to that extreme length in the first place.Not even me.I thought with our superior numbers,we should beat them with ease but it turns out al-Assad outwit me in this battle.He doesn’t mind losing his nation as long as he can leave behind a huge scar on our face.Ruining our ego and further tarnished our pride as a nation itself…….

 

‘Mr.Secreatary,any news about our forces?’I asked Secretary of Defence,William Cullen about any latest development over our forces.Cullen can only shake his head and informs me,’There are no survivors,Mr.President.At least half of our forces were decimated.30,000 Marines killed in Kuwait City,sir.’I’m astounded with that report,I never expect to see that figure.’How about civilians and hostile forces there?’I asked again.With sombre tone,he replied,’100,000 people killed as well,sir.’

 

‘Mr.Secretary,he’s gone too far.Any news about our ‘friend’?’I asked him about al-Assad’s whereabouts.’Sir,there are reports suggested that al-Assad might perished in the explosion.However,according to our intelligence and the British,they say it’s unlikely al-Assad might stay in Kuwait.’Cullen later shows me a transcript between Loyalist informant with MI-6.’It is believed al-Assad might seek refuge in Azerbaijan and receive protection from Ultranationalist Party.’Despite the fact that I’m still reeling from that incident,it doesn’t stop me to fulfil my role as the head of the nation.’Mr.Secretary,it seems the British might heading there to take him down.I want you to use every resource available to assist them.I want al-Assad at any cost,dead or alive!’

 

 

19th April 2011

 

0030 GMT

 

Sergeant ‘Soap’ MacTavish

22nd Regiment,SAS

 

It’s midnight in Azerbaijan,in this location what possibly be Khaled al-Assad’s safehouse.Although,technically we’re still tired after fulfilling our assignment,but after receiving news about that explosion,we know we have to find al-Assad and bring him to justice.However,we know this will not be easy.’According to Nikolai’s intel,before his rise to prominence,this location used to be his safehouse.Furthermore,for the last several days,Azerbaijan is now controlled by Ultranationalist’s sympathizers.You have your work cut out,Captain.’Director Muhammad Bakr briefed us on that situation.After a few moments,he continued,’I know I’m sending you to a meat grinder…Still,we need to have al-Assad in custody.’The old man then asked,’Once we secure him in custody,what shall we do,sir?’Director Bakr replied,’Extract any valuable information from him.Anything that could tie him back not only to the coup but for that bloody incident as well.’

 

Before we leave,Director Bakr held Captain Price back.At first,we thought there is something wrong but eventually we leave Hamburg,heading to our designated location.’Mustapha asked him,’What exactly the Director want from you,sir?’He replied,’Well,he wants my assurance that we should not do anything stupid especially towards al-Assad.’We know that request is a huge ask to us.Still,we need to put aside our emotion to ensure everything went smoothly as planned.

 

0330 GMT

 

We arrived on site and immediately regroup at a gas station.After a few minutes,several Loyalist members appeared,giving signal about their presence.One of them,happens to be an old friend.’It’s been quite awhile,Soap.’The man who greet me is Sergeant Sergey Harkov,one of the Loyalist who receive training in Credenhill before the start of this conflict.Although his training stint is short,we still maintain contact since.’It’s been awhile,Sergey.’However,we have to cut short our reunion when Harkov briefed us,’ Al-Asad is in the village.The Ultranationalists are protecting him.’After confirming our HVI’s location,the old man tell us to move out.

 

As we head up the hill,we heard plenty of screams and gunshot from a distance.’What the bloody hell’s going on up there?’Gaz immediately asked Harkov.He replied with sombre tone,’Ever since they assume control over the governemnt,minorities become victims of their atrocities.’Gaz shake his head in disbelief and say defiantly,’Yeah well,not for long they’re not.’Soon,we engage the hostile forces and a fierce firefight ensues.’Soap! Call in air support on that building.’Captain Price ordered me to call air support to clear any resistance.After a few moments,a MI-24 Hind appear and attack the hostile forces.Surely,we secured the first building and search for any sign for al-Assad.However,it’s very disappointing.

 

Soon,we engage more Ultranationalist forces while clearing every building to find al-Assad.Fortunately,the Hind continue providing assistance to ensure we achieve our cause.Finally,we reach topsite and see there’s a barn at the end of the village.We know,this is it.If he’s not here as well,then Nikolai’s intel is utterly rubbish.’Hopefully,Nikolai’s intel is correct,otherwise this is worthless.’I voiced my frustration towards the old man.’Not yet,let’s check the barn first.But from my past experience,Nikolai’s intel usually correct.’He assures me that al-Assad is indeed here as Nikolai stated.And I have to admit,the old man has a point.As we stealthily closing in to that barn,we can hear al-Assad’s voice,conversing in Arabic with someone else.Knowing we’re closer to nab him in custody,he quietly remind us,’Remember, we want Al-Asad alive. He’s no good to us dead. Let’s go.’The old man immediately tossed a flashbang,surprising the occupants.He immediately killed al-Assad’s guards and secure him single-handedly.

 

After preparing al-Assad for interrogation,the old man tell Mustapha and Gaz to examine his belongings while the rest of us monitoring the area.Despite repeatedly being punched by the Captain,it seems he refused to divulge any information at all.At times,Mustapha intervene in Arabic,pleading to al-Assad to provide any information to end his ordeal.Then,we have a breakthrough.’Sir,check his e-mails.You’re not going to believe this.’Mustapha shows his discovery to him.Then,out of nowhere,al-Assad’s mobile is ringing.Gaz immediately tossed the mobile towards him.As the old man answered the call,his face suddenly change.We know,something is horribly wrong.Then,he pulls out his M1911 and execute al-Assad in cold blood.We’re absolutely surprised and baffled with his action.It must be something to do with that phone call.’Who was that, sir?’Gaz asked him over that phone call.As he utter the caller’s name,we’re surprised.We thought he’s dead 15 years ago.But somehow,he survive until now.The old man’s answer is Imran Zakhaev…..

Phase 1 : Fallen

19th April 2011

Sergeant Paul Jackson

Force Recon,Marine Corp

A new day and a new challenge awaits us.According to our superiors today,it should provide us a great opportunity to press forward and put an end to Khaled al-Assad’s reign of terror over Kuwait.Reinforcement should be here in matter of hours,in the mean time,with everything we have left,we need to deal the continuous presence of al-Assad’s militias.Fortunately,by that time,engineers managed to revive War Pig,allowing us to secure our defense and crush every last opponents.

‘Bravo Six we’re clear of the bog, thanks for the assist. We’ll hold down the left flank and provide supporting fire, out.’War Pig crew inform us over its condition.And it comes at the right time.More militias appear,rappelling down from their chopper,to increase the pressure.’Jackson,take out those choppers.’Lieutenant Perez ordered me to take out those choppers.Several Marines and I immediately take position and destroy those choppers using rocket-propelled grenade (RPG).With that gone,we crushed every last opponents and press forward.

As we move forward,we know these firefight will take us to a new level.In this urban environment,since we’re in the open,I know we’ll be easily targeted by them.That’s why our CO remind us,’Watch for silhouettes on the rooftops!’And it did.As we carve even deeper,more hostiles appear,attacking us mercilessly and relentlessly.Still,having that M1-Abrams on our side,allowing us to crush every last opponents.’Marines stand clear. We’re gonna get some rounds into those buildings!’War Pig crew warned us before firing towards possibly,full with hostile forces.’Suppressing fire,eliminate any possible resistance!’At times,Staff Sergeant Griggs shouted to us,to tread our move very carefully.We know well,inside these abandoned buildings,militias will use every opportunity to ambush us without fear at all.Still,everything went smoothly and we manage to pass through with ease.

As we thought our day is over,there is an element of surprise in form of a T-72 tank appear on the street with al-Assad loyalists not far behind.’Damn it.Sir,T-72 appear from 1 o’clock.’I immediately reported this predicament to Lieutenant Perez.With urgency,he radioed War Pig,’War Pig, Bravo Six! T-72 behind the building at your 10 o’ clock! Can you engage, over?!’After a moments,they replied,’Roger that Bravo Six, I got him on thermal, switching to manual.’As the tanks approaching,Griggs warned us,’Hold it.Wait until War Pig give an all clear signal.’Both tanks appear on the approximate range,with hostile tank is aiming its target towards us.But,War Pig proved to be much quicker,destroying the tank with accurate precision.The remaining al-Assad forces are immediately overpowered and we knocked them down with ease.

As we move towards the capital,the evidence of al-Assad’s tyranny is overwhelming.’Sir,this is horrific.Why they doing this to their own kind?’I asked that question to Griggs.Seemingly disturbed with the view,he replied silently,’Paul,he did this to consolidate his position.He doesn’t care who his victims.’Among the horrors of this war,there are survivors.But,I believe they’re absolutely traumatized with the tragedy that they could not utter single words regarding it.We all sympathize with their fate.We want to lend a hand to help them go through this traumatic experience but it’s best to leave them to relevant experts.They know the symptoms,they know what is best for these victims of this atrocity.’Sir,we need to bring him down.This atrocity must be stopped at once.’I voiced my disappointment towards our CO.Seemingly understand my tone,he replied,’Patient,Paul.When the time comes,we shall bring this regime down.After that,we will lend our strength to help them recover and rebuild their country once again.’

 

1800 GMT

Strait of Hormuz

Lieutenant General Shepherd

Supreme Commander for Operation Twilight

It’s been two days now and Kuwait City is now in our reach.Nothing could stop us,not even al-Assad himself.With the border is secured and most of the American forces control Kuwait,it’s just a matter of time before al-Assad is finally captured and presented to International Criminal Court for his crimes against humanity.Everything is according to our plan and if this operation is a success,that should boost my career as well.

‘Sir,tanks moving in fast to Kuwait City.However,al-Assad’s ground forces continue to cause problems for us.Should we use aerial bombing to decimate them?’One of the officers,Colonel James Reagan briefed me on the situation and provide me several alternatives.One of them happens to be an aerial bombing.’You know our government stance on this.Though I want to see those fools to be eradicated as soon as possible,allowing such move will further tarnished our reputation and created more problem in Washington D.C.Stick with the choppers until there’s a development on our situation.’I replied back with a stern tone towards him.In today’s world,allowing such idea to exist is suicidal…

Minutes after our forces entering Kuwait City,NEST Team Four make an astonishing discovery,’Overlord,this is Team Four.We’ve found our package in al-Assad’s palace.’When I heard the word package is mentioned,I know we have to disarm it fast.’Team Four,how much time you need to disarm it?’After a few moments,they replied,’Sir,we cannot give you any timeline.However,we advised that every single personnel to leave the area immediately and be in safe distance,over.’I then ordered every soldiers to leave the capital immediately.However,it turns out to be more difficult than I’ve ever anticipate.’Overlord,this is Bravo Six.A Cobra is down on our sector.We see some fire down there.Request to bring back the pilot over.’A startling report from Bravo Team forced me at first to deny their request,’Negative,Bravo Six.If you do that,you might failed to reach safe distance over.’However,their team leader insists,’Sir,we’re not leaving anyone behind.I assured you,we can reach it before you know it.’Eventually, I relented,’Bravo Six,I can only give you 90 seconds.After that,get your asses out of here,over.’After a few moments,he replied,’Solid copy,Overlord.’

The extraction is a success and the team along with the rest of the forces retreated to a safe distance.Moments later however,everything change.A sudden event that shocked everyone to its core,change my perspective towards this world forever…

 

1830 GMT

Vladimir Makarov

6th Division,Ultranationalists

 

Americans are fools.They fail to realize that someone is more powerful behind al-Assad’s rise.They even send their troops to this area to eliminate him.Unknown to them,they’re actually fall to our trap.For all these years,their egos never been tarnished.Today,everything change.We shall see whether they still dare to show that again….

‘Today,Yuri.We shall show the world our true strength.Perhaps it will give you some as well.’For all these years,Yuri has been a coward.In some ways,he’s much different than any of my comrades.He’s still somehow restricted to that code of honor,a code that I still despised until today.’Why you say that,Vladimir?What do you mean showing our true strength?’He questioned what exactly the meaning of my phrase.Instead of answering his question,I answered my call,’ Is everything ready? Do it.’Moments later,a massive explosion engulfed Kuwait City,killing every American soldiers and the remaining occupants.’Yuri,that’s your answer.’I can see horror appear in his expression.He thought we just gonna bluffed the Americans,not using it.

”You have to understand Yuri.This is only just the beginning.’I tell him what exactly we did today is just a baby step for our cause.Enraged with my words,he punched me,saying,’You’re a mad man,Vladimir.We may achieve glory over them,but I can assure you,they will hit us very hard.You’re actually stirring a hornet’s nest.’I shrugged off his words,assures him that the West will never know our role behind al-Assad’s rise.However,days later,I might regret my decision and blame myself for what happen in years to come.Perhaps,I should listen to Yuri for once…..

 

Phase 1 : Blackout

17th April 2011

 

1030 GMT

 

Vladimir Makarov

6th Division,Ultranationalist Party

 

After we leave Kuwait,Zakhaev instructed his main lieutenants including me to start rounding up soldiers or officers,suspected for assisting either Loyalists or Western forces that led to the demise of our freighter in Bering Sea.I do not believe we have traitors among our ranks.However,recent intel provided by Alex forcing me to reconsider my opinion.’Sir,I think we find something.’Alex,my second-in-command inform me on the latest situation.’What do we have,Alex?’He whispered to me slowly,fearful that someone may caught our conversation,’We’ve find a radio hidden in the bushes.We believe that rat may use it to relay those information to Western intelligence.’Satisfied with that,I then asked,’Do we know who?’He shake his head and said,’No,so far we find nothing.It seems our betrayer is good hiding his tracks,sir.I’m afraid we have to wait until midnight to find that out.’Realizing we’re closer than ever to pursue the culprit,I ordered him and several men to set a trap to lure our rat out from his hiding spot.

 

As planned,Alex and I along with other militia commanders discussing our next move to overrun Loyalists movement in Caucasus.I tell them to speak loudly to increase our chances to capture that dreadful rat.As our discussion become even more serious,suddenly,one of our men,tasking to monitor our meeting,radioed Alex.’Sir,we spotted a figure outside your tent.After several minutes,that figure is moving towards the radio we discovered earlier.’Alex then whispered to me,’Sir,we have him!’Satisfied with the outcome,I immediately head out along with several commanders to identify that traitor.As we slowly closer to that communication site,I can hear clearly their conversation.’Circus,this is Nikolai.I have new information regarding Ultranationalists movement.’I look to my commanders and asked quietly,’Who is this Nikolai?’One of them,Commander Vasili Kievsky regretfully informed me,’Sir,he’s one of my men.I believe he’s responsible transporting our cargo to that freighter.’My blood started to boil hearing this information.’Do you know anything about this?!’Kievsky replied slowly,’No,sir.I do not know anything about this!I apologize if I failed you!’Looking at his expression,I know he’s telling the truth.I later ordered my men to converge and arrest Nikolai immediately.

 

‘Nikolai,put that radio down.Turn around and put your hand on your head!’One of the soldiers shouted to him.Realizing he’s being compromised,he tried to reach his gun but my men managed to capture him.’You traitor.You brought shame to me and our cause.’After a few moments,I continued,’Who is the Circus?’Nikolai said nothing at all.Enraged with his stance,I ordered my men to torture him to find out who exactly ordering him to do such dreaded thing against his own comrades.I later called Zakhaev,telling him about our capture.’Sir,we just captured our betrayer.’Zakhaev,delighted to hear the news,asked me,’Did he divulge any information regarding the West or Loyalists?’With a frustrating tone,’I replied,’No,sir.But I tell my men to force him to talk.If there’s any new development,I shall informed you.’Seemingly satisfied with my job,he later ordered me to return to Kuwait because he wants me to do something on al-Assad’s behalf.

 

Muhammad Bakr

Director of MI6

 

1500 GMT

 

The world is still reeling after hearing Yasir al-Fulani’s demise at the hands of al-Assad.I myself could not believe it.But it is the truth.

‘President Yasir al-Fulani is murdered on national television by military general,Khaled al-Assad.It is believed the reason behind al-Fulani’s murder to show the world that corrupt figures like al-Fulani should be killed for collaborating with the West.However,experts believe al-Assad’s motive is to terrorize al-Fulani supporters and strengthen his grip on Kuwait.World leaders denounced al-Assad’s action and called him to be put on trial for crimes against humanity.’

 

‘Meanwhile,in Washington,President of United States,James Wilcox will seek consent from United Nation Security Council to declare military action against al-Assad’s regime.’

 

I switch off the telly,no longer able to process those information in my mind.I thought this is worse,but then,another bad weather appear.’Sir,we might face some predicament.’Intel Officer Michael Turner appear in my office.From his body language and facial expression,I can tell,something fishy is going on.’What is it,Mr.Turner?’Slowly,but surely,he break the news,’Sir,our informant have been compromised.The Loyalists failed to make contact with him for the last several hours.It seems like Ultranationalists may have him in custody.’I’m absolutely surprised with that revelation.’As far as I know,our operation have gone smoothly as being planned.There is no way they’ve caught the wind unless..’Turner continued my last sentence,’We have a traitor among us,sir.’I punched the table loudly in frustration.First,al-Fulani’s murder.Now,this.’Mr.Turner,make contact with Hereford.We need to get him ASAP.Tell them,failure is not an option.One way or another,we need to extract him immediately!’

 

18th April 2011

 

0030 GMT

 

Captain John Price

22nd Regiment,SAS

 

‘Captain Price,al-Assad just executed President al-Fulani on national television.’Gaz discussed about al-Assad while we’re heading to Caucasus Mountain to extract our HVI.I can only shake my head in disbelief after watching his execution.Still,there’s work to be done.’Americans have plans for al-Assad and it’s too late to do anything for al-Fulani.But in less than three hours,Nikolai will be executed in Russia.’Abbas asked me,’Why this man is so important,sir?’I replied,’Well,Mustapha,he’s our informant in the Ultranationalist camp.He’s the one who provide the intel on the cargoship operation.’Soap interrupted,’Looks like we need to do it fast.I’m not sure we can pull this out.’I tell him,’Looks like it.Still,we need to walk him out.Besides,we have friends down there.’

 

We’re slowly entered the hostile teritory,cautious with our movement.To ensure our movement is smooth and quiet,I ordered them to use suppressed weapons only.The last thing we need is to attract a lot of attention.’The Loyalists expecting us half a click to the north.Move out.’While moving,Gaz asked me who exactly these Loyalists.I replied,’These men will not shoot you on sight,if that’s what you’re asking.’Seemingly relief with my answer,he then said,’Well,that’s good enough for me,sir.’As we approached the first guard post,Abbas whispered to me,’Sir,four tangos upfront.’I signalled them to take them out swiftly.Quietly,they went down without alerting the rest of the guard.As we make further ground,Soap commented on their situation,’Looks like they relax a bit.Guess they’re not expecting us.’Realizing this is a great opportunity,I tell Soap to plant some claymores while me and the rest of the team hiding,waited for them to appear.’Make some noise,mate.’Soap then scream,waking them from their snooze.And then,a loud sound breaking the silence.’Good night.Let’s go.’We left the dead and went to our meeting point as promised.

 

‘Sir,you smell that?’As we getting closer to our meeting point,we could smell a very distinctive scent.’Ya.It’s Kamarov.’I then tell Abbas to make signals to inform them about our present.Barely a few minutes,he appeared with his AK-47 held in the air.’Welcome to the new Russia,Captain Price.’Kamarov welcome us as other Loyalist forces appear from the grass.Before we leave Hereford,Baseplate inform us that Loyalists want some assistance while rescuing our HVI.I assume this is it.’What’s the target Kamarov?We got an informant to recover.’Kamarov briefed us on that,’The Ultranationalists have BM21’s on the other side of the hill. Their rockets have killed hundreds of civilians in the valley below.’He later ordered his men to take postion for the assault.I pull him to one side,reminded him,’Not so fast,mate.I still hope you remember Beirut.You’re with us.’Kamarov smiled on that and replied,’Hmm,I guess I owe you one.’Annoyed with his answer,Gaz interrupted,’Bloody right you do.’

 

Both forces headed towards the hill with the Loyalists,slowly,quietly descending the hill taking position,waiting for Kamarov’s signal.’This way.There’s a good place for your sniper to cover my men.’He later pointed to a fence gap over the ridge,a perfect place to eliminate any hostile.’Soap,Abbas take your position.’Both of them slowly approaching the fence,pointing their sniper rifle towards the valley.Abbas give a signal,telling that they’re ready.Acknowledging their status,I informed,’Sniper team in position.Gaz,covered the left flank.’He acknowledged his position,’Roger,cover the left flank.’We immediately snipe sentries upfront,allowing the Loyalists to storm the village.’Sir,machine gunners in the window!’Soap informed me about their presence.Swiftly,we eliminate the gunners and provide covering fire for Loyalists forces to make further ground.I then realized both Abbas and Soap eliminate hostiles with such precision and excellent timing,prompted a quick praise from me,’Nice shot,boys.MacMillan would be impressed.’

 

However,that good feeling is quickly disappear when Kamarov swearing,’Damn!Enemy helicopters!’Annoyed with their presence,my blood started to boil,’You didn’t say there would be any helicopters, Kamarov.’Kamarov replied,’I didn’t say there wouldn’t be any either. We need to protect my men from those helicopter troops. This way!’As we move through a burn house,I reminded him about our priorities,’Make it quick Kamarov. I want that informant.’He assured me that once we destroyed that BM21,we would carve straight to our path.Gaz,a bit upset with Kamarov’s continuous diversion suggested,’We should just beat it out of him,sir.’Abbas added,’I agree.He’s dragging our progress,sir.’However,I tell them to resist that temptation for a while and focus on assisting the Loyalists.As we getting nearer to the power station,Ultranationalist forces drop their troops,forcing us to engage in a fierce firefight with them.Despite the odds against us,we managed to stave off their attack and nulify it in no time.I thought we would rappel down and extract Nikolai in matter of minutes.However,Kamarov’s request starting to increase my boiling temperature.’Captain Price, my men have run into heavy resistance. Help me support them from the cliffs.’Irritated with his request,I present my case,’What about our informant? He’s running out of time!’Realizing my tone is different,Kamarov pleaded to us to assist their operation.Eventually,I relented and tell the rest of the team to eliminate hostiles down below.However,at the same time,I tell Gaz and Abbas to get ready if Kamarov continues his diversion.Satisfied with his men progress,he said,’Good! Now we are making progress. Follow me to the power station.’

 

Once we reach the power station,he asked us for one last favor.No longer able to contain their anger,I signalled Gaz and Abbas to push him and holds him of the ledge.’Where is the informant,Kamarov?’Gaz angrily questioned him about our HVI’s whereabouts.’What you’re doing?Are you crazy?’Kamarov frantically trying to save his own skin.’ Посмотрите, Kamarov.Just дать нам location.If Николая я тебя, я сделаю это прямо сейчас!’Abbas tells him not to stall.When Gaz pressed him once again,he finally relented,’ The house… the house at the northeast end of village!’Satisfied with his answer,both Gaz and Abbas finally put him down.’I told you.That wasn’t hard.Stop dragging us next time.’Gaz voiced his frustration and tells Kamarov not to repeat the same conduct again.With the battle ensues down below,I tell them,’Alright,boys.We’ve got to reach that house before anything happens to the informant. Let’s go!’

 

We rappel down from the power station,leaving Kamarov behind.I feel guilty doing that to our own ally and yet,such conduct like that could jeopardize our original mission,rescuing Nikolai from his ordeal.Hopefully,he learn his lesson.’Sir,more tangos inside those houses.’Soap briefed me on that.Knowing with Loyalists behind us to mop up this resistance,I decided to split up the team with Soap and I assault the first house while Gaz and Abbas take on the second.Finally,their resistance is finally put to bed,allowing us to reach Nikolai’s location.’Gaz and Abbas,cut down the power.Soap,get ready.’A few moments later,Gaz informed us,’Alright.I’ve cut the power.Go.’We killed every last guards inside swiftly without alerting Nikolai’s guard.’Throwing a flash bang!’Abbas throw a flash bang inside the room,causing his guard incapasitate,allowing us to secure Nikolai safely.Once everything is secure,I radioed our extraction team to get us out of here.’ Big Bird this is Bravo Six. We have the package. Meet us at LZ one. Over.’Big Bird responded,’Bravo Six this is Big Bird. We’re on our way. Out.’A few minutes after making contact,our ride is here.While the team tried to make themselves comfortbale,Nikolai asked me,’Have the Americans already attacked Al-Asad?’I answered,’No, their invasion begins in a few hours! Why you’re asking?’Nikolai later tells me that America’s decision to invade Kuwait is a mistake.Somehow,I wonder if that execution is actually a distraction to lure us away from our current battle against the Ultranationalists.

17th April 2011

Vladimir Makarov
6th Division,Ultranationalist Party

‘What do you mean we’ve being compromised?’My tone changed when my second-in-command,Alex inform the presence of SAS assault team on that freighter.’Well,sir.It looks like someone may have leaked our shipment to the West.If not,how they managed to locate that freighter without any assistance except there’s a traitor among us.’He explain calmly,still I can feel his nervousness,fearful he might be executed for being sloppy and ignorant.’Tell me,they find anything that could tie us back?’I asked him again,to confirm my suspicion,allowing me to report back to Zakhaev immediately and plotting our next move.Alex then replied,’We manage to intercept several transmission between our foes and the West.It seems they fully aware about our ties with al-Assad.’He then continued,’But I can assure you,sir.I send several MIGs to sink that freighter,preventing any loose ends that could tie us back.’Curious with their fate,I asked,’What about the assault team?’He replied,’Sir,I believe they may have escape before the ship is sinking.’When I heard that,I knew this mean trouble.

‘Sir,we may face some problem.’As I briefed him on the incident,I knew he’s furious losing that precious shipment.After a few moments,Zakhaev asked me,a damning question that I feel reluctant to answer,’Tell me,who exactly inform the West about the freighter and that cargo?As far as I know,apart from al-Assad’s loyalists,only we knew its nature.’Noticing my discomfort to answer his question confim his worst fear.Fearful our operation will be known in a short time,he later tells me to sort it out and find that elusive traitor.Still,even after this incident,I still wonder if we can pull this out.’Sir,if they knew about our shipment,then I’ll bet they know our roles behind this coup.’Noticing my nervousness,he then assured me,’Vladimir,there’s nothing to worry about.Even if they managed to realize our roles,it will be too late and by then,we’re already ahead to secure our Motherland.’Zakhaev then ordered me and his son,Viktor to secure Yasir al-Fulani and bring him to Khaled al-Assad.

Yasir al-Fulani
President of Kuwait Republic

I never thought I’ll be betrayed by my own countrymen.But then again,when it comes to power,one will do whatever means necessary to gain it.Even crossing that line.’Look what you have done to our country.’One of my captors punched me and called me a traitor.’Because of you,Kuwait is no longer embodied the spirit of revolution.You and you’re Western allies are the ones who responsible for that.’Despite my condition,restrain and weak due to my imprisonment here,I delivered a simple rebuke,’What about you?Collaborating with that Russian?All of you are traitors to the republic!’All my captors immediately went silent,realizing my point.Then I continued,’Several minutes ago,all of you sound very arrogant.Now,you’re quiet.I guess you’re cowards after all!’Angered with my insult,they beat me mercilessly until one of them receive a phone call.After a few moments,he tells them,’That’s enough.al-Assad wants him alive.Take him out.The ride is here.’

As I being carried outside,I see soldiers persecute and execute civilians who dare defying al-Assad’s reign over them.Then I heard his speech,saying this is the age of revolution in Kuwait,mark a new beginning for our country.It’s a lie.While other nations in Middle East rise against their oppressors to stake their freedom and justice,he did this to mask his collaboration with those fools.When I see the car,I knew al-Assad want to face me in person to strengthen his propaganda war,ending any hope for resistance here.As I being forced to enter the car,I tried to resist but one soldier beat me with an AK-47 rifle,forcing me back into the car.As I regain my consciousness,I then realized the men in the car are Zakhaev’s associates,his own son,Viktor and one of the most wanted terrorist in the world,Vladimir Makarov.Viktor brandished his Mini-Utzi in front of me,an attempt to scare me if I do anything stupid.’You see that,Mr.President.If I’m you,sit tight and be quiet.’Makarov warned me.He later drive us to the presidential palace as instructed by his superiors.

As we headed to our destination,suddenly Viktor receives a phone call,I assume from his father.’Viktor,where are you?The crowds are waiting for his arrival.’Viktor replied,’Father,we’re on our way to the presidential palace.We should be there in 5 minutes.’As he hang up,Makarov asked him,’What your father want from us?’Viktor then replied,’He wants to know when we’ll arrive.I tell him we’ll be there in five.’Then he look towards me,’I’m sorry,Mr.President.Nothing personal.It’s just business as far as I know.I sympathize with your fate.But we need this to secure our foothole back in our homeland.’I dismissed his sympathetic gesture,’You called yourself a Muslim,but you,your father and al-Assad ordered those brutal murders towards civilians.I don’t need your sympathy.Using us as a sacrificial lamb to further strengthen your cause.You’re nothing like those fools.’Makarov,furious with my tone,interrupted,’Watch your words,Mr.President.You’re lucky al-Assad wants to keep you alive,at least for now.If I were him,I should killed you on site.’He then continued,’I’m sorry for your situation.I can understand your frustration and anger.But we’re just following orders from Zakhaev.We’re currently waging our war against our foes back in our homeland.This distraction will allowed us to gain an upper hand in our war.Those who perished,I called it,a collateral damage.Their deaths will be the foundation for our revolution,Mr.President.’

We’re finally arrived in the presidential palace.As I being pulled out from the car,I can feel the anger and hatred filled the atmosphere.One particular soldier,stamp on me,making me unconscious.Moments later,as I regain my consciousness,I’ve being dragged to the courtyard with the crowd chanting al-Assad’s name.Then,Zakhaev tell the soldiers to stop,allowing him to see me in person.’I’m sorry,Yasir.But I have to do what is necessary to win the war.’He whispered,voicing his regret over his action towards me.The soldiers later put me behind a wooden post,still filled with blood from the past killings.al-Assad asked me,’Is there anything you say before you die,Mr.President?’Slowly,but surely I gather my composure,I tell them all,’There is no God except Allah.And Prophet Muhammad pbuh is His Messenger.All of you are traitors to this country and your fellow countrymen.I pray to Allah that all of you will suffer terribly.May justice will be served,Khaled!’Zakhaev then provide him with a pistol.At first,he’s hesitate to give it to al-Assad but he eventually give that pistol.I knew,at some point,he knows al-Assad will betray him.I can feel his hesitation……

Yuri Raslov
6th Division,Ultranationalist Party

Everyone went silent when al-Assad execute al-Fulani in front of national television.At first,they celebrate his death by dancing and shooting to the air,marking their so-called victory.But then,it comes with a realization,with al-Fulani’s death,Western powers like America will invade their country,using al-Fulani’s death as an excuse to enter Kuwait.But,it seems Zakhaev is not bothered with this prospect.’It seem you do not concern about this,General.’With a huge grin,he replied,’Yuri,with Americans appear here,their hands will be tied,preventing them to assist the Loyalists.That way,they will lose all hope to fight,allowing us to gain an upper hand in our war.’Despite those words,I started to wonder whether this is the right path for me and Russia.It seems joining the party is a mistake after all.

Fans love to see their beloved stories adapted to the silver screen.Stories such as Spiderman and Batman become a huge seller in the market,reviving people’s passion towards these characters and their struggle.Others however such as Mortal Combat,D.O.A or Street Fighter failed to deliver spectacularly.This happen due to ways filmmakers tried to interpret stories that can fit nicely with our reality,which at times incur the full wrath from the fans.Fans claimed these attempts are ruining its originality,thus downgraded its commercial and esthetic values.Despite these setbacks,some still dreaming to see them live on silver screen.That includes me.I love watching movies but in times like this,I’m a bit selective.These days,some filmmakers are more interested generate more profit in expense of poor quality stories.As a result,fans like me lambasted these filmmakers and such stories like that do not deserve any place in cinemas worldwide.Still,I hold a huge desire to see my favorite story to be filmed and screened worldwide.The story I’m talking about is Modern Warfare series,a Call of Duty game,set in a future where Cold War return to our realm,setting events in motion that led to World War Three,changing the world that we know now.

If I’m a producer and just beginning to start producing big-budget films,this will be the perfect start.As a start,I would like to see Christopher Nolan on director’s chair and collaborate with writers Paul Haggis and David S.Goyer to polish the story and raise the emotion stake even higher.I’m impressed with Nolan’s work in Inception,Batman Begins and The Dark Knight and only one word could describe it,epic.As far as I know,Nolan do not produce or directed war genre movies but who knows this could be a good attempt to escape from his comfort zone.Some may skpetical,why I choose Haggis and Goyer to write the storyline but I decided to stick with my decision.For Call of Duty fans,those who watched Modern Warfare 3 ending credits may realize Haggis is the one who write the conclusion of the conflict.As for Goyer,he knows how to spin things out,making everything look even more interesting.

Musical score,I rather hand it to Hans Zimmer,Nolan’s usual collaborator.To be honest,I like scores made by Stephen Barton(Call of Duty 4),Zimmer(Modern Warfare 2) and Brian Tyler(Call of Duty Modern Warfare 3).But according to most fans,they more preffered Zimmer’s score because they felt his music fits perfectly to the atmosphere surrounding the game itself.I agreed with their opinion because such music like that could live up scenes in the movie,such as raiding Ultranationalists safe houses to secure Nikolai.

As for the cast,this is my choice:

  • John Price – Liam Neeson/Robert Pattison
  • Soap MacTavish – Kevin McKidd
  • Vladimir Makarov – Roman Varshavsky
  • Imran Zakhaev – Gary Oldman
  • Khaled al-Assad – Alexander Siddig
  • Viktor Zakhaev – Gene Farber
  • General Shepherd – Will Patton/Harrison Ford
  • Gaz – Simon Pegg
  • Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley – Craig Fairbrass
  • Yuri Raslov – Eric Bana/Cilian Murphy
  • Captain MacMillan/Baseplate – David Tennant
  • Nikolai – Hugh Laurie
  •  Staff Sergeant Griggs – Will Smith
  • Lieutenant Perez – Denzel Washington
  • Sergeant Paul Jackson – Joseph Gordon-Levitt
  • Sergeant Foley – Hakeem Kae-Kazim
  • Dunn – Barry Pepper
  • James Ramirez – Alex Pettyfer
  • Joseph Allen – Channing Tatum
  • Sandman – Kiefer Sutherland
  • Grinch – Timothy Olyphant
  • Truck – Isaiah Washington
  • Frost – Sam Worthington
  • Wallcroft – Damien Lewis
  • Griffen – Christian Coulson
  • Burns – Daniel Radclife
  • Overlord – Bruce Greenwood
  • Boris Vorshevsky – Nick Jameson
  • Alena Vorshevsky – Olivia Wilde
  • Kamarov – Liev Schreiber
  • President of United States – Donald Sutherland
  • Vice-President of United States – Gregory Itzin
  • SIS Chief – Colin Firth
  • MI6 Director – Kate Winslet
  • Volk – Andrew Divoff
  • Waraabe – Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje
  • Alejandro Rojas – Javier Bardem

Seems a bit awkward for the cast.But this is the best I could name.If anyone have complains about this,please put it inside comment section.

Before I finished writing this,let me remind you.What I write here is just my imagination.These days,I don’t think people will take necessary risk producing this film.Moreover,it’s hard to satisfy everyone’s request.Even if this film did produce,I do not want this film to be lambasted and labeled it as a flop.Cheers,mate!

16th April 2011

 

John ‘Soap’ MacTavish

22nd Regiment,SAS

 

This was my first day in Credenhill,Hereford.After passing through a very tough Selection,this is it.It’s now or never.Otherwise I’ll be the whipping boy for this team.I never been so nervous this day.The atmosphere was quite intense,it’s quite different from Scottish battalion.As I still trying to adjust myself with this new surrounding,I overheard a conversation occur between my commanding officers,Leftenant Gareth ‘Gaz’ Roberts and Captain John Price.’Good news first,sir.The world is in great shape.We got a civil war in Russia.Government loyalists against Ultranationalists rebels with 15000 nukes at stakes ‘Captain Price replied,’Just another day in the office,I presumed.What else we got?’Gaz continued,’Khaled al-Asad.Currently the second most powerful man in Middle East.Word on the street he’s got the minerals to be top dog down there.Intel’s keep an eye on him.’Then the old man ask the bad news.With a wry smile,Gaz replied,’We have a new guy joining us today fresh out of selection.His name is Soap.’When he heard my name,I can see him smiling,probably tried to contain his laughter.Then,he become serious once more and heading to the Killhouse,training other members of the regiment.

 

When Gaz sees me,he asked,’Ready for the test,mate?’I shook my head and replied,’Ready when you are,sir.’We then head to the armory.’Soap,I think you know the drill.Get to station one and  aim your rifle downrange.’Then he tutored me how to use my G36C,allowing me to shoot with ease.Satisfied with my shooting,he told me to grab a sidearm from the armory.’Switch to your pistol.’After switching to my sidearm,he continued,’Switched back to your rifle.Remember switching your pistol is faster than reloading.’Then Gaz told me to use my knife and continued,’Alright,mate.Using your knife is even faster than switching your pistol.Knife that watermelon.’I slashed that watermelon quickly,prompting a praise from him,’Nice!Your fruit killing skills are remarkable!All good here,Soap.Now,report to Sergeant Newcastle.’

 

As I head to demolition station,I now realized how vast this area was.There were so many activity around here.’Glad to see you here,mate.Time to have some fun with some explosives.’He said with a joyous tone.I can only smile to see how enthusiastic he was that day.’Pick up some frags and go to safety pit.’After safely in the safety pit,he then told me to throw it into window two,three and four.I executed his orders with ease.Satisfied with my throwings,’Come back here and pick up a launcher grenade.’I switched my G36C with a M4A1 Grenadier and head back to the safety pit.’Alright,mate.Equip your grenadier and fire it to wall number one.’I fire the grenade towards the wall and a bit shocked to see the wall remain solid.’I thought that wall will collapse with that explosion.’Newcastle replied,’Not exactly,Soap.All grenade launchers have a minimum safe arming distance.Besides,those explosions will only hit hostiles only,not something solid like this.’He then told me to hit window five,six and seven.Seeing that huge grin on his face,I knew he was absolutely pleased with my performance.’Come here and grab some C4.’He then instructed me to place some C4s on that car.’It seems my ex-wife is kind enough to donate her car to further your education,mate.’A burst of laughter emerged after I listened to his comment.It’s good to relief some stress with that laughter.Still,time to get serious.’Get a safe distance.’Once I distancing myself from the car,he then shouts,’Fire in the hole!’I detonate those C4s resulting a huge explosion,destroying the car in a matter of seconds.Satisfied with my weapons evaluation,he said,’Nice work.You’ve passed weapons evaluation.Now,report to Mac on the obstacle course.I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to see you.’

 

Hearing those words makes me nervous.According to my mates who once served in this regiment,Mac loves to swear towards new recruits.Today,I will suffer the same experience just like them.When he sees me,I know he’ll be enjoying himself,watching me and other recruits suffering in the obstacle course.’Well…it seems Miss Soap was kind enough to join us! Line up ladies! Go! This isn’t a bloody charity walk – get your arses into gear!’We run through our courses.Then he told us to jump over those obstacles.As we crawl under the barbed wire,he continuously insulting us,’You crawl like old people screw! I’ve seen Sandhurst Commandos run faster than you lot! Move move move! What’s the matter with you? You all want to be R. T. U’d?’Eventually,I managed to finish the obstacle course ahead from the others.He then told me to piss off and head to Hangar One to meet Captain Price.The others however were not so lucky.’The rest of you bloody ponces are going to run it again until I’m no longer embarrassed to look at you!’

 

As I reached Hangar One,the door was slowly opened,showing Captain Price was discussing with other regiment members.I assume they must be discussing about the Killhouse.’It’s the F.N.G,sir.Go easy on him sir.This is his first day of the regiment.’The man who said that was my old friend,Sergeant Mustapha Abbas.The old man sees me with a smile,probably still remembering his conversation with Gaz.Then,he become serious once more.’Right. What the hell kind of name is Soap, eh? How’d a muppet like you pass selection? Soap, it’s your turn for the C.Q.B. test. Everyone else head to observation. For this test you’ll have to run the cargoship solo in less than 60 seconds. Gaz holds the squadron record at 19 seconds. Good luck. Climb the ladder over there.’Mustapha then whispered,’Good luck,Soap.’Once I reached the top of the course,the captain told me to equip myself with a MP5 and four flashbangs.After that,he then giving his instruction about the course,’On my go, I want you to rope down to the deck and rush to position 1. After that, you will storm down the stairs to position 2. Then hit position 3 and 4, following my precise instructions at each position. Grab the rope when you’re ready.’Once I give a go-ahead,time starts now.I rappeled down the course and start hitting my targets.At times,in some doors,the old man told me to throw flashbang before taking down any target.As I finished the course,he shook his head,admitting my worth in the regiment.’Pretty good Soap. But I seen better. Climb up the ladder if you want an other go. Otherwise come over to the monitors for debrief.’I ran back to the monitors for debrief.’Gentleman, the cargoship mission is a go. Get yourselves sorted out. Wheels up at 0200 hundred (2:00 AM). Dismissed.’It’s been a hard day but nevertheless,being accepted in the regiment was priceless.