Call of duty imagines

Alejandro • [for my amor]

"Ghost, Soap take the stairs me and Rudy are in the back."

Alejandro's voice emitted from the ear piece as he ordered the two men to scope the second level of a home, intel to have held Hassan.

"This is Alejandro with Mexican special forces, get me coms to watcher 1." He demanded, static cold ran through the radios for a moment before a small buzzed cut through.

"This is bravo 7-3, watcher 1 on stand by."

The familiar voice of his lover patched him through as a slight smirk creased his lips. "East side of the village cleared, moving out." He spoke before motioning Rodolfo to move along.

"Bravo 7-3 how copy?" Alejandro called out as he scoped an open field that would ultimately expose the men to any threats bound near by.

"Clear, head south then drop below the cliff to the shoulder, I'll meet you there." You cut off your com, making your way off the perch you laid on toward the men who'd wait for you below.

Despite the area being cleared you remained low using the guile suit to disclose your position from any distant onlookers.

"Boys hold up a moment I detect move to from behind."

But there was no reply, for a moment you waited, the stillness of the grass to the subtle breeze that alarmed the instincts of near by animals, put you on edge.

By now the men might've already made it down to the shoulder, possibly hoping that you'd be there by then.

Nonetheless you carried on being as quite but as fast as possible.

Reaching the edge of the cliff you swung your gun over tossing it down first then yourself as you swung across to the shoulder taking ahold of the edge.

By what felt like pure luck Alejandro had noticed your hand as he grabbed it helping you hoist yourself up onto the shoulder.

"Thanks love." You smiled through the guile mask hoping he'd see the sincerity within it.

"If we travel along this for a bit, we'll hit the other side of the hill, from here we will meet up with price at the hut"

The men nodded in agreement as they each began their way around the edge of the mountain.

Backs pressed against the rocky wall they slid along the ragged shoulder trying to avoid the inevitable death that awaited them at the foot of the steep mountain.

"Where do we go from here?" Soap yelled seeing that the edge came to its end.

"Jump across to the flat area, stay low and crawl to John!" You yelled through the howling winds. Soap nodded taking his chances, he pushed his arms off the wall of the shoulder and leaped hoping god would carrying him across.

One by one the men jumped soon you followed behind. "Ale, catch!" You screamed as you leaped from the edge flying toward Alejandro who was caught off guard when your sudden weight toppled onto him.

He cursed feeling his back slam against the graveled floor, the air being knocked from him. "Amor, you need to warn me." He grunted, Rudy snickered as he helped you stand, the guile suit created this additional weight that aided in almost killing Alejandro.

"Stay low, we move when I say." You ordered, across a exposed field sat Price and Gaz who trialed each step the group took. "This is Bravo 7-3 to Bravo 6 how copy?"

"W-e —— ar-e com-pr-"

The coms cut short as rapid sounds of fun fire echoed through out the field. "Get to price now!" You demanded rushing toward the left away from the men. "Where are you going?" Alejandro grabbed your arm stopping your tracks. "Ale, get to price I'll cover from above." You watched his eyes wanders yours for a moment.