═══𝗥𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝘆 ;
𝐀𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞
𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 💚
𝗖𝗢𝗗: MW2 2022
Oc female x Simon Riley!
Started: 1st November 2022
Completed: 27th January 2023
Edited: 5th October, 2025
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╭──────────╮ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 ╰──────────╯
Once being assertively briefed by General Shepherd that the coordinates they got from Valeria confirmed an insalubrious oil rig offshore in the Gulf of Mexico, the soldiers were geared up thoroughly before heading off into enemy territory.
The rig was inactive and no longer occupied by hard-working drillers, mechanics and electricians. The oil platform was inhabited by armed cartel members and AQ soldiers determined in keeping the ballistic missile safe.
A cargo ship that had been anchored five hundred meters northwest of the oil rig had seen personnel move a sizeable blue container from the ship to the rig. The container they suspected housed the missile they were searching for was situated on the very top of the platform.
Dargie, Ghost, Soap, Vargas and Shadow Company were split into three proficient teams on three boats. Lieutenant Riley would be leading the ship assault team with Sergeant Dargie while Commander Graves, Soap and Alejandro would advance and engage the oil rig to disarm the ballistic missile.
Their orders by the General were to eliminate all hostile threats on both the oil rig and the cargo ship to successfully stop the missile from launching into the air.
To partially blend in with the surrounding domain they were entering, Poppy changed her outfit into a dark navy blue sleeved top and matching camouflage trousers with her boots.
She wore her kevlar vest on her upper body, which currently held magazines of ammunition while her utility pouch was strapped to her right thigh. Her emergency pistol was sitting in her thigh holster on her left leg as she clutched her semi-automatic rifle in her hands.
Walking optimistically towards the exit of the barracks building, she took the rough textured strap that was attached to her firearm and slipped it over her head. It sat flat on her clad shoulder blade as she pushed the door open with the palm of her free hand.
Descending the concrete steps gracefully, the sergeant began sauntering across smooth concrete and tar. The sky was getting darker and the weather had changed drastically. It was no longer a peaceful breeze flowing by or warmth embracing the area. It was drizzling cold rain to the earth and creating shallow puddles on the top of the ground.
Leisurely striding towards the three black jeeps that were parked behind one another at the base entrance and exit, Poppy came to a stop beside Ghost. He turned his head to regard her, immediately noticing her outfit change and her readiness for the classified mission ahead.
