My personal ghost - Simon 'Ghost' Riley

. 22

If i made a second Ghost story who'd read it lmk

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"Let's fight fire with fire."

"There's more vaqueros in the cells upstairs." Rodolfo motioned upwards.

"Time to get 'em out." Soap followed Rodolfo and Alejandro out of the cell.

The six of us went up another flight of stairs, planning on clearing out the floor and getting back Alejandro's men.

"Have you seen Graves here?" I heard Soap ask Alejandro from behind me.

"No, but i plan to pay the cabrón a special visit."

We got up to the third floor, waiting just behind the hallway before going in.

"They have guards on all the floors, be ready." Alejandro warned us before we pushed down the hallway.

He was right, there were guards camped out in-front of us. I let off some shots as Soap managed to throw a molotov towards the guards, hitting them directly and lighting them up in tall flames.

"Jesus christ Soap." I muttered.

We moved around the flames, stepping over now burning pieces of the Shadows body, it seemed awfully morbid.

"Los vaqueros are locked in these cells." Alejandro and Rodolfo went over to locked cells that spanned down the hallway wall.

They spoke to them in spanish, letting them out of their cells and arming them with various guns. I waited until Alejandro took towards outside, following behind him with his men and the others next to me. We reached the courtyard, the Shadows knew we were coming.

I ducked under a random container, letting off fire as the Shadows engaged with us. It took us a long minute to take them all out, there were at least a dozen waiting outside for us.

"Regroup on the door!" Alejandro yelled out.

I crossed the courtyard towards the door, it was our way out of here. Ghost breached the door, breaking inside while we followed him in.

"Weapons hot hermanos." Alejandro said. "Stairwell leads down and out. We'll link up with others and exfil the fuck out of here."

Alejandro ran down the stairs he mentioned, keeping his gun aimed in defense.

"Exfil vehicles are set. Y/N and Ghost planted charges to help us get out." Rodolfo explained to Alejandro.

"With Johnnys help." Ghost mentioned.

"Ah. I cant call Soap  "Johnny"." Alejandro said

"Me neither." I joked. I knew Soap as Soap, no clue who this Johnny guy is.

"Don't. Only Ghost can pull it off." Soap said.

We made it outside to the front of the prison. There a lot of Shadows pulling up now, all armed and already shooting. We'd have to cross the yard to make sure everyone got out, couldn't take any shortcuts, had too many men with us. Our fight in the front took longer than the one in the back, there were too many firing. I took out the snipers on the prison roof, even throwing a grenade or two. I had forgotten had badass it felt to do that.

We let off the detonators me and Ghost had planted in a few cars, taking out groups of Shadows with each explosion.

It was starting to clear up from the Shadows, but more kept coming. Nothing of what we had was going to get us through this unscathed.

The field was still hot with bullets when i heard a familiar gushing of wind. I looked up above me, spotting a helicopter flying above us. Was this Graves giving us a visit?

"All stations this is Bravo-6. Get down!" I heard a voice speak from the helicopter speaker. It was Price.

"You're goddamn joking." I laughed.

"It's Price!" Ghost shouted, looking up at the heli circling us.

"Perfect fucking timing!" I shouted back.

"Hell fucking yeah!" Soap joined in on our excitement.

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bad chapter i know shut up