Everything is Easy - S.Johannson x Y/N reader

Chapter 20: Baking Bad.

*WARNING*: violence.

Song: Where's My Love by SYML

March 2023, Bagram Air Base:

Ethan's POV (Riggs):

I received intel about a village about 15 mile North of the base. A garrison, that is stationed near the location, confirms that they're malnourished women and pregnant women in this location. So they ordered Sea Wolves to go in with friendly intentions. Sea Wolves is Rodriguez's squad. Sergeant First Class Logan Elias, Staff Sergeant Ana Rangel, Sergeant Bryan Wells, and Sergeant Ariel O'Hara. "Rodriguez, briefing in 15." I ask as they finished their report. "Roger that." They replied as they got up to get the others.

"I just got told by Special forces that they have a garrison that needs Medics. They can't get their own there, so Brigadier General Brewer directed you guys to fill in. In this radius, they've seen malnourished women and pregnant women. Friendly interaction. They haven't seen any men intervening for about 2 weeks now. You leave at 1400, a RG will be ready at that time as well." I brief them while showing them where they're heading on the map. "Dismissed" I ordered.

Normal POV:

After the briefing, we started to get our cargo ready and finished around 1345. "Let's get these on the RG," I say as I put my Ak around my shoulder. After loading the RG, I see Riggs approach us with Sergeant Walker. "All right, SSG Walker will drop you guys at the location. The squad up north already has some RG-33. Coms will be provided there too." "Y'all better come back in one place." He says as we get in the RG. When we get there and finished unloading our supplies, we get greeted by the Baking Bad squad. "Captain Rodriquez" They stood in formation. As a medic in the U.S. Army, the ranking isn't Captain, it's Master Sergeant. But since I changed my paths, I had the option of keeping my rank as Captain or changing it. I chose to keep my rank to avoid the paperwork behind it. "At ease." I say as I approach. "Captain, I'm SSG Dallas. These are SSG Levine, Cash, Wilson, Dawson, Lopez, and Nicks." Dallas says, going down the line. (a/n: fuck the names. I'm too tired right now, it's 3:20 am. I might name some not all though.) " Behind me, I have Sergeant First Class Logan Elias, he has the mullet, Staff Sergeant Ana Rangel, who has the attitude, Sergeant Bryan Wells, he's with the weird southern accent, and lastly Sergeant Ariel O'Hara, who's the joker of the group." After getting comfortable, SSG Dallas plans to go in at 2000 hour, after the sun sets. So we can avoid getting spotted if the men from this village decide to arrive. So in the meantime, we get our dinner ready, MRIs.

When we finished eating, it was around 1600. 3 hours to go through the plans. The village was about a 30-minute walk. We have an emergency RG near the village, no need for attention. The main plan is to clear the perimeter, slowly. When we reach the malnourished women, who were confirmed that they were in a single location, getting them on some IVs for vitamins to strengthen their immune systems before providing them food. While we run IVs, we'll examine the pregnant women. If there's an outbreak, the plan is to attack and protect the women while retreating from the area. Coms will be on the whole time. Coms are automatically connected to a blackbox, usually for aircraft but the special forces uses them daily. After briefing the plans, we get an hour to get every medical supply to ammo in check. Once we get everything settled, we started heading to the site.

2034 is the current time. "Clear" I say, clearing out another home. "I have eyes on the location" I hear O'Hara through coms. "10-4" "Roger that" I hear different voices. We're positioned in a diamond form, facing northwest. I'm behind Wilson and Levine, and next to O'Hara. Wells, Lopez, and Rangel are behind us meanwhile Nicks, Cash, and Dawson are covering us being on snipe duty. "We're getting closer, Falcons." "10-4, you're clear." I hear Cash reply. As we finish clearing the last home, I hear Levine "Positions wide, going in." Ordering O'Hara and I to join them while the rest spread out a bit. As O'Hara and I move, I see movement causing me to stop. "Breach, right." Alerting everyone, someone out here. "FLASHBANG, TAKE COVER"

Third-Person POV:

While the ground team reacted to Y/N's alert, the snipe team are flooded with adrenaline. "Retreat. It's a trap" "FLASHBANG..." "Cash, call for backup. Dawson, keep trying to reach the team." Nicks orders. "Levine, do you hear me?" "Wilson, you copy?" "Captain?" "Rangel?" Meanwhile, on ground, Lopez is the one to reply to Dawson. "Everyone down, giving them a second. I have a clear view of Wells, Rangel, Levine, and Wilson. Missing O'Hara and Rodriguez. I need coverage, Falcons." "Copy that." Nicks replies. "Backup is 7 minutes out." Cash says. "Retreating." They hear Lopez.

Normal POV:

While my ears continue to ring, I can slightly see O'Hara. She's talking to me while she kneed next to me. Fuck. "I can't hear." I signed. I see something behind O'hara, earning me to react. I drag her down and tried to crawl out of sight, while they fired. "Retreating." I finally hear Lopez say through Coms. "They're retreating," I informed O'Hara. " STAY DOWN" I feel a gun on my shoulder, seeing O'hara's eyes widen.

Third-person POV:

Lopez and the rest of the ground team are firing back while trying to reach O'hara and Rodriguez. When they hear high-pitched screams, "NO. NO. GET OFF OF ME." O'Hara screams. Gun fired, twice. "GET THAT ONE" They hear through coms. "Backup is here, retreat now." They hear Nicks say while they see O'Hara run out of the building. She's bloody. Elias runs to her "Cover me." "THEY- They took.." O'hara stutters. "Retreat now, that's an order." "We have no visual on Rodriguez." Lopez explains while they ran out. "Don't worry, Dauntless is already searching."

"They have Rodriguez." O'hara confirms.

A/N:

SHEESH. This took so long to finish. Currently writing the next chapter, get your glasses ready because it's tense.