The Sole Survivor

Operation: Fallen Angel

***DISCLAIMER*** I do not own the image above: 
Ghost Recon Future Soldier Official Art - Credits: Ubisoft 

I also do not own any of the characters, they are owned by Infinity Ward - the maker of the Call of Duty Modern Warfare series. 

The protagonist and main story plot are owned by me; so please do not repost unless you ask me. 

Anyways, this is The Sole Survivor Take 2. (Let's hope it's better than the original).

So, I hope you enjoy. 

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"SAM launch! SAM launch!"

The back of the Chinook filled with smoke as the team of four operators braced for impact. 

"Rise and shine fucker." My eyes snapped open as I sat up straight after receiving a smack to the back of my head. 

'Ouch...' 

My vision was met with the blurry figure of my captain. I sat across from him, chained to a chair with a table between us. One of our SAT phones had been previously placed on the table before us, as it rang non-stop. 

Command was probably getting desperate to establish communications after our sudden radio silence. I continued to watch as the phone rang until it went silent.

My eyes trailed from the device and up at my captain, who was already looking at me. 

"We've got to stop meeting like this..." His words issued a muffled scoff from the back of my throat, as we silently laughed at his lame joke. 

After our small intermission, the phone began to go off once more just as the door opened to reveal a man. 

'Great.' I mentally scolded myself. 

How we managed to get ourselves in this situation was beyond me. 

One moment, my team and I were supposed to be doing a simple scouting mission, then the next we were captured with half our team dead. 

My mind flashed back to the mission briefing leading up to our current predicament. 

Operation: Fallen Angel was supposed to be a simple get-in and get-out mission. AFO Ghost Recon; my team consisting of four operators. 

Nomad, our captain and intelligence officer. Overwatch, our squad's designated marksman. Hades, our assault specialist and combat medic. Then, there was myself, Reaper, the squad's assassin and cyber operations/information technology specialist. 

We were being dropped off ten clicks East of our target location at exactly 1900 hours, to utilize stealth; march five clicks to a clearing which provided a vista of possible enemy movements and wait for nightfall. 

Then, at 2300 hours, equipped with night vision and suppressors, we would move to the West until we hit our objective point. We were to locate and scout out the main base of a new terrorist group who were calling themselves, the Federation. 

From there, we were to silently gather intel regarding an estimate of their numbers, their equipment and gain an understanding of the layout of their base. Then, we were to be exfiltrated at an extraction point, another twenty clicks North. 

Seemed simple enough.

So, where did we go wrong? 

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I apologize for the short chapter, but this is just an introduction chapter of what is to come.

The chapters to come will be longer and be action filled. :) 

Also, decided to change my name yet again.
So, it is still me; Scout1209 is now Dewdrop1209.