A new day, as boring at it was it was a deserved distraction. I was currently in the garage cleaning trucks and military vehicles, I had cleaned two by now. I mainly focused on the exterior, I also changed flat wheels or changed the oil. I was basically a mechanic with what I was doing but it was necessary
Wiping grass from my brow I stood up and popped my back, it was starting to get sore from cleaning. I rolled my shoulders then went back to work on the current vehicle I was doing.
Footsteps approached from behind me, I could tell who it was by how they walked. Soap
I glanced back at him "what is it?" I asked as I worked
Soap looked like he was ready to go on a mission "come with me lad" soap said a bit firmly, looks like he's in Sargent mode and not friendly mode
Standing up I wiped my hands "okay" I muttered
And so I followed him, he lead me to what looked like an armory. He had me gear up quickly and grab weapons, then he lead me out to a helicopter. The hell was going on? I stayed silent though, getting in the helicopter I sat on the uncomfortable seat
"Your main objective is clearing out a building and saving hostages" soap said debriefing me on what was expected of me
"Question, is this real or just training?" Because if this was a real situation I was screwed since I'm not that well trained yet.
Soap gave me a look, a serious look. Shit
"I'll look out for you from a distance, but this is mainly you. Keep in mind all your training and make yourself useful" soap finished off
"Why is it only me and nobody else?" I asked my voice getting a bit shaky
"Because every other rookie has already completed this, or well most" soap didn't need to finish to let me know that some soldiers failed
I nodded and composed myself, when the helicopter landed I was basically shoved out. Soap told me the directions and I followed them, I kept running over every training session I've had in my head.
I finally approached a building, looked abandoned but there were guards. I noted every position and looked for an opening, since there wasn't one I snuck up on a lonely guard and took him out. I almost passed out from the act of slitting his throat.
Moving on I slowly approached two more guards, but one snuck up behind me and I quickly got put in a chokehold. Fuck fuck fuck
Trying my hardest to compose myself I quickly stomped on the guys foot and elbowed him in the gut, shoving him off I grabbed his own gun and shot him. Spinning around I threw a knife at the other guard, it wasn't enough to kill but I slowed him.
Quickly closing the distance I elbowed him in the face then gut to get him hunched over, grabbing another knife I stabbed it in his chest and shoved it down, spilling his guts. I had a moment where I vomited
Quickly finishing I (again) composed myself, entering the building I looked around. Taking in exists and more guards, taking them out wasn't easy
I was mid-fight with three men when one of them dropped dead, I assumed it was soap looking out for me. I bashed the two last men's heads together before slicing their throat to make sure they don't get back up. I winced and glanced at my arm where a cut was, one of the bastards must've got me when I was distracted.
Sighing I moved on, clearing out all the guards (getting hit and wounded in the process) I managed to evacuate any and all hostages, once I finally left that god forsaken building I panted heavily
Soap approached me and pat me on my shoulder
"You did good rookie, but you have a few things to work on" he had a slight sympathetic tone in his voice. Screw his sympathy
Straightening up I glanced down at myself, bloodied and dirty. Then I looked at soap "I'm well aware of what I need to work on"
And I knew I was going to train more. I was going to train until my arms and legs felt dead
