Interrogator: The TET offensive was the beginning of the end. When America really started losing the war. Inside the MAC-V compound in Hue City, you established contact with the Russian defector
Mason: NO!
Interrogator: We know you did. He turned himself in at MAC-V. You were there, Mason. He had intel on Dragovich, everything. But it was a lost cause
Mason: Shut the fuck up!
Interrogator: The NVA had surrounded the city. MAC-V had all but burned to the ground. The defector was surely dead
Mason: He wasn't dead!
Interrogator: It was a lost cause and you still went in - why?!
Mason: His protection team had gone dark. I couldn't accept that he was dead. I needed that fucking dossier!
(Huế, South Vietnam, 1968)
Interrogator (voiceover): Hue City. That's when things really started to unravel for you, Mason
Mason (voiceover): The Defector
(A bunch of helicopters fly over the chaotic scene in Hue City as bullets, explosives, and missiles fly everywhere)
(Hotel Six flies above the MAC-V compound in a helicopter and hovers over it)
(Mason, Woods, and Player arm up and hook their rappel lines to the helicopter)
Pilot: MAC-V compound in sight. You are jumping into some deep shit, Woods
Mason: We're here to yank the defector, with vital intel on Soviet involvement in 'Nam. We lost contact with his security team. They may be holed up in the MACV's safe room.
Woods: If he's alive, we'll find him!
(The team's helicopter flies throughout the city. Many things can be seen. A squadron of Hueys can be seen flying below, A lone Huey can be seen taking out a ZSU, and an F4-Phantom can be seen initiating a bombing run. The Huey arrives at the MACV-SOG compound)
Pilot: SOG X-Ray team, hook up
(Everyone gets their lines ready and jumps out of the helicopter, but it gets hit by a mobile ZSU mid-jump)
Pilot: Quad 50! We're hit! We're hit!
(The helicopter swings wildly out of control)
Player: They're losing control!
Woods: LOOK OUT!!!
(Player, Mason, and Woods luckily manage to swing from their ropes into a room of the compound. Hotel Six goes down)
Pilot: Lima Niner, we are going down!
Pilot: Hotel Six, come back. Hotel Six, do you Roger?
Pilot: Lima Nine, Hotel Six is gone.
(An NVA soldier enters the room where Player, Woods, and Mason are in to investigate the noise of the windows shattering when they crashed in)
(Woods ambushes him and snaps his neck, and attempts to pull the SPAS-12 shotgun from the soldier's corpse. While he is doing this, he shoots 2 more NVA soldiers passing the room and noticing the commotion. He breaks the gun away, and throws it to Mason)
Woods: Here, SPAS-12, it'll hold your incendiaries. Where we headed, Mason?
(Mason catches the SPAS-12 and loads it with incendiary shells)
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Just a Black Ops fanfic
FanfictionThis is a reader insert of the classic Black Ops And this is a spin-off of my Modern Warfare reader insert