Chapter 2

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Price: The maps you guys have, do they have any markings?

He asked as the chopper got up in the air.

Farah: Yes, the enemies bases and their recently made camps are on there.

Price: Okay. Knowing them, they went to the camps to do some work.

Farah: Here, have a look.

She suggested as she gave him a map.

Price: Mhm, okay.

He went over to the pilot and told him to fly to one of the camps.

Price: Let's see if they're there.

Pilot: Understood sir.

Farah: Does this happen often? Your guys doing their own thing I mean.

Price: Sometimes.

Farah: It's dangerous for a squad to do this on their own. Our enemy is well prepared and they don't take prisoners.

Price: I know, but these guys would rather die than being taken prisoners.

Farah: Nobody is afraid of death until they face it.

Price: Poetic, but I know my boys.

Soap: Your boys should be locked up.

Price: Soap, not now.

Soap: They're slowing us down.

Price: Not if they managed to take the camp out.

Soap: They're probably just scouting the place. They barely have equipment, so no taking on camps for them.

Price: You underestimate them.

Soap: I think I know them pretty well.

Pilot: We're here, sir.

He informed them as he hovered above the camp.

Price and Farah looked down, seeing all the dead bodies.

Price: They got them. Pilot, get us to the second camp.

Pilot: Understood, sir.

Farah: Five men took out twelve like they were nothing and just moved on? That was clean work.

Price: And they barely have equipment on them.

Soap: Nothing special about that. We're elite, we're supposed to do these kind of things.

Farah: If that's true then I'm truly relieved, but I doubt that will work every time. It will only get harder the deeper we get into the captured territory.

Price: That's true, they have a shitload of equipment. Ranging from artillery to planes.

Soap: I'd take quality over quantity any day of the week.

Price: There are limits.

Soap: Not for us.

Pilot: We reached the second camp, sir.

Once again they all looked out of the chopper to see seven bodies and a downed chopper.

Farah: They got a helicopter?

Price: Looks like they did.

Soap: That's not too bad, I admit that.

Price: But no sign of them down there, that means...oh fuck no.

Farah: They advanced to the base?

Price: Yes, that's what they most likely did.

Farah: Let's get there and help them before it's too late.

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