Rainbow Six - Behind the Mask

Chapter 3 - Operation Rouge Waves

(3rd POV, Location: Somewhere in the North Sea, 20km from England)

Rain mixed with salted ocean seas blanketed the Cargoship 'Lainefilter' (Wave Splitter) in short, random cycles. God only knew how the crews were managing to keep the cargo from flying off into the deep dark water that surrounded them. People running up and down the ship, some crewmen and others White Masks. It was clear that the White Masks we're not welcomed by many Masks and Crews getting into fights, however with the threat of families and their own lives, they decided it was best to let them stay. Y/N was not one of these, only recently being recruited in. The storm was said to pass over in about an hour, with some huge waves still around. Out where Y/N was stationed, the command deck of the ship, two sailors were discussing the typical thing for people: weather.

Crewman 1: "Jesus, why must the gods punish us with Poseidon's rage on this foul night?!" Bellowed the man, "The waves almost knocked out one of sukas cargo into his realm."

Crewman 2: "It's natural, the weatherman on the London radio said it'll leave us around an hour. So subtracting what I learned as a sailor in over five years, till sunrise." He said with a less than reassuring response.

Crewman 1: "Atleast the 'Captain' of the masked men is held up on the deck with Tamperson."

Y/N, just being only about 15 meters away could not really make out what the two were saying. Bored, he moved his way down to the ships inner hull. Embracing the dry air that surrounded him, he was interrupted by the usual waves rocking the ship, slamming him into the wall.

Y/N: "Fuck!" He yelped out. "Curse this ship."

(Y/Ns POV)

My shoulder was in pain from the slam into the steel wall. It didn't hurt as much but didn't feel like nothing either. My stomach growled at me with some ferocity it had. 'Damn, I hadn't eaten since this morning'. Due to this little predictiment, I decided to head for the cafeteria. Making my way to the center of the ship to stop and grab something to eat, you see your bunk mate Sam sitting there. He waved casually at me, so I returned the gesture. Grabbing the slop that was at first stuck to the spoon for a whole god damn two seconds, I made my way to him, sitting across.

Y/N: "You got hungry too?" I said, gesturing to his plate as I took a small bite out of the food.

Rollins: "Yeah, it was better than what John had burnt in our room." He said, "The place now smells like fresh squirrel kill."

Y/N chuckles at this, not knowing what that even smells like. I took another scoop of slop from my plate.

Y/N: "So, I heard that the weat-"

*Drrrnnnggg* Drrrnnnnggg* Drrnnnggg*

An intercom buzzed to life: "There is a breach at sector 3, Main Deck. All White Masks respond and suppress the threat!"

The alarm had gone off, I didn't understand what it meant, but Rollins sure did. Grabbing his rifle, he ran off, trailing other White Masks armed. 'What the fuck is going on?' You thought, grabbing your L85 and running after them.

(??? POV, Location: North Sea, BlackHawk Helicopter)

I looked out the window of the helicopter, through all the rain, sea, and hell that surrounded my objective lied the SSCS 'Lainefilter'. It was an Lithuanian Cargo Carrier that had just left Estonia after receiving White Masks recruits and hundreds of containers containing the mysterious substance that the Masks were so eagerly to use. As the heli closed in, I felt a heavy hand lie on my back right shoulder.

(???): "Don't worry about the Masks, they're all practically new and might give up very easily." He said with a heavy French accent.

(???): "I understand that Montagne, even then you know that these men have some time in the field of combat." I replied. Rook nodded to this.

(Montagne): "Well wait until they see my mighty steel wall coming straight towards them." He said, holding his shield up with pride.

(Pilot): "Hey, we're right ontop of the drop point, get your gear ready!" The pilot screamed over the radio. "We'll be circling the carrier until mission complete, be safe out there!"

Me and Montagne as well as the other three made our way to the doors, preparing to repel down. I had with me Montagne, Fuze, Blitz, and Pulse. Then there was me, Mike Baker, otherwise known to the others here as Thatcher. We were sent out to the middle of the ocean to capture and bring in a White Mask controlled cargo ship that contains large amounts of their chemicals used in the attacks in the past. We were to take any possible prisoners and the ship and eliminate all who fought back. Once we were hovering steadily (or more like a rocking chair type of steady), we started to hook up and repeled down onto the ship. Me, Montagne and Blitz came down easily while Pulse came down with a thud, missing his footing due to the rocking of the ship.

(Pulse): "Ah hell, I think my senor is fucked right now." He said, taking a look at it.

Surely enough, he'd cracked the lens on impact with the wet steel ground. Distraught, he decided to carry on.

With Blitz up front, you all made your way to the objective entrance, taking out Masks along the way without anyone noticing. I knew that I could trust these men to keep the mission quiet. Once at the door, we had Pulse make a quick scan to see if there were any life forms on the other side.

(Pulse): "I see one, however the sensor has just died, the rain is killing it." He said, disgruntled.

(Montagne): "That'll have to do," He responded "Get ready to open and clear. There may be more than one so keep that in mind."

We all took positions at the door, all giving the sign for ready. Then, unexpectedly the door swung open. We all had our weapons drawn onto the individual, who to our relief was a civilian. He looked like he was about to shit himself then and there. Then I spoke up.

(Thatcher): "Sir, we need you to keep calm and find a place to hide." I motioned for a small divot in the hallway.

The man was frantically looking back and forth at something on the wall, then in a fast movement, he smack his hand on the wall and slowly backed away.

(Crewman 2): "I'm sorry, I'm valuing them over you." He responded before running away, the alarms were sounded.

(Thatcher): "God damn it!" I exclaimed, putting my hand to the radio, "Command the alarm was raised by civilian and we might have to ditch the prisoner idea. Send backup as soon as possible. Over."

(A/N Welp, looks like Team Rainbow have found out about the White Masks ship as well as them being found out as well. Hey, sorry this took so long to make and that this one is short, I work weekends and school starts on Wednesday, but not to worry. I will be making more chapters tomorrow and up to Wednesday. I have been getting replies in messages from some of you and gave me a few pointers. Although I did my best going through this several times during and after work, this is what I could give you. Enjoy and stay safe. Trout out.)

(A/N 2: If you want to add something like a character, I'd be glad to with the info backed up to me to read. If you're an author and like something to add to this as well, please let me know (I doubt it though.)