Chapter XVII
The Ghosts
Currently listening to Loca, so I'll let y'all enjoy the song as we go kill Graves. Shakira has the best songs to listen to while murdering assholes.We were all gathered in front of a computer, showing the imagine of the old base the Los Vaqueros had. All of us were wearing our skull masks, listening carefully what Alejandro had to say.
He was standing in the middle, with Ghost next to him, towering all of us.
"My troops know the Fuerzas Especiales facility better than Shadow. So, we'll have the advantage. Be advised, they'll be on high alert because of the prison break. We'll infiltrate the base with two Ghost Teams." he said, pressing a key on the keyboard, the computer image changing into a plan of the base and two teams. It then changed again in an imagine of the first team, consisting of me, Alejandro, a Los Vaquero soldier and Price.
"Team-1 is Captain Price, BB, me, and one pilot."
The imagine of the screen changed again, showing the other team, consisting of Gaz, Ghost, Soap, Rodolfo and the rest of Los Vaqueros.
"Team-2 is Gaz, Ghost, Soap, Rudy, and Los Vaqueros."
Ghost turned to change the photo himself, revealing a tunnel plan situated under the base. Alejandro crossed his arms, before continuing.
"Team-1 will use the tunnels to get to the tarmac and commandeer a helo. My pilot will take the Captain up." His voice was loud, his accent stronger than ever. He was on duty, his whole persona changing. Colonel Alejandro Vargas was a bit different than my Alejandro Vargas.
The imagine changed into a photo of Graves. The sight of his face made my stomach turn, disgusted by the man. And it seemed Alejandro was just as bothered by the image just as much, as his eyebrows pulled together.
"Team-2 will stand by outside until Price fires on the entry gate and lets them in to fight their way to Graves. I suspect he'll be in my HQ defended by his best shooters."
The imagine of the HQ building appeared on the screen, with team 1 moving on a blue route.
"While Gaz and me locate and secure Valeria... Ghost Team-2 will find Graves... And kill him..." he said, a big red X appearing on top of Graves photo.
The tunnels were dark and a weird smell was filling my lungs. I couldn't put my fingers on it, I didn't know it was something rotting, maybe an animal that found its way in and died of starvation, or it was the smell of a closed place. Either way, I wasn't a big fan of it.
"Four Ghosts in the tunnel." Alejandro said.
"Copy- our codes still work." Rodolfo answered through the radio station.
"Affirmative. What's your status?"
"One klick from the gate with Soap and Ghost."
"Copy. Hold tight. Out."
"Good work, Alejandro. BB, take his six, let's move." Price told us, making me nod in aknlowlege.
I rised my gun, walking down the tunnel, ducking some pipes and other inconvenience appeared on my way. I walked first, while Alejandro was right behind me, looking around at every single inch of the tunnel. As we kept walking, a buzzing sound was ringing around, making Alejandro rise his hand.
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amor| an Alejandro Vargas fanfiction
FanfictionTrigger warnings: violence, mention of drugs, blood, suicide and traumatic events that may trigger some, swear words, mature content. This story, unlike the first one, is going to be a first person one 3th in #alejandrovargas 2nd in #cod