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"WATCHER-1 TO Bravo-6 Actual. The perimeter is secure. We have a possible hit on the missile container. We're moving in now."
"Solid copy," Price replies to Laswell. "All Bravo, move to set. We're on."
Ellie sits in the pilot seat of the helicopter, Soap, and Price with her as they fly to the building where Hassan is hiding out with some of his AQ soldiers. Gaz is running support with marines, Ghost is posted in the adjacent building where they're about to land the helo.
He's taking overwatch.
"Floor 56 is our primary objective," Price explains. Soap is going in by himself, it seems. "It's not well fortified with limited access. Hassan may be holed up there."
"Copy," Soap replies. "Let's nail him once and for all, sir."
Ellie steers them closer to the building, announcing they're getting ready to land on top. "LZ is clear, Captain. Setting her down now." The helo lands with a firm thud, Price, and Soap jumping off.
"Good landing, Miller."
Ghost's voice is soft through the earpiece. She almost forgot he's got eyes on them.
"Copy that, Lieutenant," she replies. "Finally good for something, huh?"
"Miller, with us," Price states, Ellie grabbing her weapon and going with them. A few marines stand watch around the two helicopters they landed.
She tightens the strap on her helmet as she catches up with Price and Soap who has hooked to the side of the building and is about to rappel down to the 56th floor. Ellie peers over the side and swallows the vomit that fought its way up her throat. Heights are not so bad inside the confines of an aircraft.
But parachuting or rappelling... it's a no-go for her. Thankfully, Graves never made her do anything like that. Sure, she's rappelled down small walls. But a skyscraper? Not a chance.
Soap rests on the edge of the building. Ghost flashes his sniper light to show us where he's at, scanning the building from that vantage point.
"Civilians."
"Hostages," Price adds
"Hassan's buying time," Ellie says with a tight voice.
Captain Price nods as he orders. "You guys clear all threats. Bravo-3 secured the hostages."
Soap goes over the side without hesitation and gunfire starts up. Bravo-3 has already begun engaging.
"Go on, Miller," Price says, waving his hand to the side.
She freezes. "What do you mean?"
"Follow Soap's lead. He'll need help. Ghost can only do so much and the others are focused inward."
Ellie double-takes the edge of the building. "You want me to rappel down the side of this skyscraper with Soap?"
"Miller," Price warns, sounding impatient. "Time is ticking. Let's move."
