Can't choose~ konig x ghost x y/n

A Shit Show

Chapter 5~ A Shit Show

Warning~ gore, violence

I woke up early to prepare for the mission. The only other person awake was price. I could hear him walking around outside the tents.

I looked over to see konig was thankfully still asleep, meaning he must've not woken up scared again because of the storm, he still had my earplugs in his ears. I checked on my phone and saw that the music was still playing. I let it play a little longer while I got ready. I got up and rolled up my sleeping bag. I put back on my uniform jacket before anyone else saw my scars. I made sure my vest was nice and tight. I strapped a thigh strap onto my thigh and filled it with knives for easy access if necessary. I attached a pistol to my hip and filled my pockets with ammunition, more knives and anything else I might need. I fixed up my rifle last night so it was already ready for battle. It didn't take long to get ready.

I left the tent and saw price reading the blueprints again.

"good morning." he greeted me without lifting his head.

"morning." I sat down on a log and sharpened my knives while we waited for the others to awake.

Everyone was awake and we had went through the plans once more. We were all geared up and ready, our rifles raised as we navigated through the woods. The enemies base was pretty open and well thought out, they had eyes in every corner and enemies running around the open fields, training, so the best we could do was go guns blazing. The plan was to kill every enemy on the base, didn't matter if they had families, didn't matter if they were young, we were ordered to kill every enemie, get the important documents containing the missiles whereabouts, get their boss and get the fuck out before they call for reinforcements.

On the count of three we all ran out from the woods that were keeping us hidden. We started shooting everyone we could see that weren't our own. We killed as many men as we could while they were still caught off guard. My aiming was precise and I was quick to kill. The blood splatter and the sound of their lifeless bodies hitting the floor didn't phase me even the slitest. More and more enemies came with guns. We all found cover and shot from there. I took cover to reload and catch my breath before running into the open fire to kill more enemies. The rest of the team had the same strategy.
Soap and Roach got shot. Roach in the shoulder and a bullet grazed soap's arm. They both hid behind cover and shot from there while they tried to push through their injuries. I got shot many times, one in the knee, one in the side of my stomach, one in my shoulder and a few grazings. When I got shot, I didn't stop, I didn't let out a small cry, I didn't even acknowledge it, I just kepting moving forward and shooting, I didn't show any sign of being shot, even if I was shot in the knee I didn't limp. I was out in the open fire. My rifle fired at the enemies, until it didn't. Shit! I'm out of ammunition. I kept dodging bullets while I tried to fish out bullets out of pants. Ghost was next to me, a worried look on his face.

"fuck it." I dropped my rifle on the ground and pulled out two knives, one in each hand. I dodged bullets as I ran up to the enemies, there were over a dozen enemies, each with loaded guns and more and more enemies kept coming. Some would say it would be suicidal to run up to them like that, especially without a gun. The whole team just gave me a 'what the fuck!?' look.

I ran up to two guys, shoving a knife in each man's neck. I slit their throats, deep enough that you could see their spinal cords. The amount of blood that splattered on my face and uniform was unbelievable. The blood and gruesome deaths also didn't phase me and I kept moving. I moved onto another man, I shoved both knives in his stomach and ripped it open. A man came and grabbed me from behind, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist while another man came running up to me. I shoved the knives in the man Infronts ears on either side of head and kicked him away. My knives sliced into his head, from his ears to eyes. I stabbed the guy from behind, a knife on either side of his hips. I made slices from his hips all the way up to his armpits. I ran up to another man and aggressively ripped off his jaw, tossing it onto the floor and running up to another man. I kept killing man after man. What was once green grass was now drenched in a thick layer of dark red blood. Guts fell onto the floor as I gutted the men aggressively. My moves were aggressive and dangerous, showing no sign of guilt or regret. I got shot, I got stabbed, but I kept moving and gutted them in return. Gaz, Roach and soap stared at me, they were shocked, confused, disgusted, amazed. Ghost and konig stared for a short while, they tried to keep their guns raised and keep fighting but their eyes kept wondering to the gruesome mess I made. Price never took his eyes off me, disgust written all over his face, he looked like he wanted to puke. I stood there, covered head to toe in blood. My once black hair, was now a dark red. My uniform was red too, some areas had a thick layer of blood over it. My mask was drenched in a thick layer of blood. Their guts clinged to me, my uniform, my boots, my hair, my mask, everything. I was a red statue. A statue covered in blood.

Every enemie visible dropped dead. I stood there, my arms raised, ready to gut the next man that walked through those doors. That was the last of them, all the enemies were dead now. I lowered my arms, still panting from my killing spree. I turned around to see everyone still staring at me. I ignored them and went to fetch my gun.

Me and ghost creeped through the building in search for the office. We had our guns raised in case we came across any enemies.

"you go in and get the files, I'll watch the door." I nodded in response. I headed in to the office. I searched the the main desk until I found a file called 'missile 01' I skimmed through it just to make sure it was the right file and left. We joined with the rest of the team. Soap and konig were already there with the boss. I handed price the file and he gave it a quick look through and nodded.

"this is it. This is the file we need to find that missile."

The heli soon arrived to pick us up and take us back to base. We all got on the heli and it took off. Price handed me a cloth.

"you're covered in guts and blood. You best get cleaned up before everyone at base sees you like this." he gave me a warm smile to reassure that I did nothing wrong. That he wasn't scared or disgusted anymore.

"is any of that blood yours?" price was concerned

"no." I lied to him. I was hurt. I was shot 4 times and stabbed once, but I wasn't about to show it. When I get back to base I'll go to my room and stitch myself up, like I always do. Ghost and konig stared at me when I said no. I almost forgot that they know. They know that I don't accept treatment, they know that I treat myself.

I took the cloth and cleaned myself to the best of my ability. I was still covered in blood. Every inch of me was stained red.

"why you don't you take your jacket off. It's covered in blood anyway." price said

"no!" I interrupted him. I already made a mistake when I let konig and ghost see my scars, I wasn't about to make the same mistake again. He nodded and went to take his seat again. The heli headed off to base, everything went well, we got the files, we got the boss, and the whole enemy base is dead.

Now it's up to price to decide if I'm worthy of joining task force 141.

Authors note~ next chapter's pretty important, we'll finally get to see if she joins the task force or gets rejected. I do accept suggestions if you have any ideas you'd like me to include in the story🌸

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