Ghost: A Call of Duty Fan Fiction

Chapter 3

When Ghost woke up the next morning, he felt better.
Still weak, but much better than yesterday. The only thing he noticed was that Farid wasn't present. Amina brought him some kind of flatbread for breakfast, which he ate quickly.
"Where's Farid?"
"He went to the village. We grow most of our vegetables, but buy the rice and other food."
Ghost nodded, knowing the cultural norms of women not being allowed outside their homes.
"Farid jokes that when he's old enough, we can go into the village together. He doesn't remember when women could go alone."

Amina handed Ghost a folded paper. It was a map of Afghanistan and a few surrounding countries. It was in English; left over from her time in school. It showed many different roads.
"We have a radio; I've been listening where the different armies are. The black dots are the Taliban held areas. British camps are across the mountains. There are a few people that leave the village regularly to go to the other regions. Those roads are relatively safe and under travelled. You should be able to take one to one of the British camps."
"How soon can I get there?"
"There's a few men in the village who worked with both the American and British during the occupation. They can get you there."
Ghost nodded his thanks. He would need to be careful crossing the mountains. They were steep and jagged. He was certain that once he crossed those passes he wouldn't be able to cross the border again.

"You can lay low here until we can get you out." Amina said.

"I'm putting you and Farid in danger just being here."
She shook her head.
"We're safe. As long as no one comes out here. The Talibs only come out here to look for food and weapons. They haven't been here in a few months. "
"That could change."
Amina gave him a sharp look.
"You don't have much time to figure out how to get to England."
"I'll think of something."
"Well, you have weapons at least." Amina answered, nodding to the gun leaning against the wall. Ghost also had his side arm in a holster and combat knife. He just had to wait; wait until he was healed enough to leave.