Takedown

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The satellite tracked Private First Class Joseph Allen, labeled KIA in Moscow, Russia after Vladimir Makarov inflicted a terrorist attack on Zakhaev International Airport.

Ghost: The Russians ain't going to let this massacre go unanswered. It's going to get bloody.

Soap: Too right, mate. Now, in the eyes of the world, they're the victims. No one's going to say a word when the Russians club every American they can reach.

The casualty list was uploaded, tagging Allen's profile, and the crime scene was analyzed. Near Allen's body is the empty shells of the ammunition used in the assault being traced and analyzed.

Shepherd: Makarov was one step ahead. Now he's left thousands of bodies at the feet of an American.

Soap: We're the only ones who knew that it was Makarov's op. Our credibility died with Allen. We needed proof.

[MATCH FOUND - PLACE OF ORIGIN: BRAZIL.]

Shepherd: Follow the shell.

The satellite traced the ammunition's origin to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, and tracked Alejandro Rojas along with his assistant. Their profiles are shown.

Shepherd: Alejandro Rojas

Soap: Never heard of him, Sir.

Shepherd: You knew him as Alex the Red. He supplied the assault.

The satellite tracked Sgt. "Viper" MacTavish in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

Soap: One bullet to unleash the fury of a whole nation. Which means...

Shepherd: He was our ticket to Makarov.


[Day 4 - 15:08:18]

[(Y/n) "Viper" MacTavish]

[Task Force 141]

[Rio de Janeiro, Brazil]


Me, Soap, and the driver are inside a car, tailing a white van, somewhere in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

Soap: Ghost, the plates are a match.

Ghost: Copy. Any sign of Rojas' right-hand man?

Soap: Negative. They stopped twice already - no sign of him.

The van stopped in front of a building.

Soap: Wait, they stopped again. Standby.

Two men got out of the white van and approached Rojas' assistant with their guns. The assistant walked up to them with his hands up.

Soap: Got a positive ID! Whoever these guys are, they are not happy to see him...

Rojas' assistant catches them off guard and pulls a Desert Eagle out and fires on the two men. Another man came from behind the van and Rojas' assistant shot him.

Soap: Ghost, we have a situation here!

Rojas' assistant turned and fired upon the car that me and Soap are in.

Soap: Get down! Get down!

Soap and I took cover, but the bullets hit the driver whose dead body was pressed against the car horn.

Soap: He's getting away! Viper, let's go! Let's go!

(Y/n): No need to tell me twice!

I jumped out of the car and chased Rojas' assistant. We sprinted to pursue Rojas' assistant.

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