Plan B

Plan B -P6-

"Do you think we lost them," Roach asked looking out on the street.
"Maybe, Soap replied as he checked his gun. "But we can never be too careful."
Again the truck bed went silent and we watched the rolling feilds pass, by midday the sun was at it's peak and we were nearing the barracks. We hopped out of the truck bed and went to return to our bunk halls there I flopped limply on my bed and let out a long sigh. I was glad Soap liked me the same way, and I was releifed to be back in one peice, but something was troubling. I could put my finger on it but some detail bothered me. I knew it wasn't the fact that our target tried to french me, even though that was creepy, but I couldn't place it. So I shrugged it off and sat up.
The bunk hall was deserted, maybe most of the men had picked to do other things. So Scarab got off the bed and stroled outside, she could see Meat being chased around by Roach and Ghost for some reason. Curiously she came close and heard Meat shout, "HAHA! Ghost is you want your sunglasses back then come get them!"
As Meat flanted the sunglasses of Ghost around said man took the advantage of Meat not paying tention and tackled him. They wresled in the dirt for a moment until Roach started trying to pry Ghost off, "Come on Ghost you got you sunglasses back now just let it go!"
Ghost discided Meat wasn't worth his time to try and kill and got off, so he advusted his mask and put the sunglasses back on before walking away. Meat also got up and went in the opposite direction, this was one of the weird moments I would randomly see involving him. He just loved getting in trouble.
So I kept walking around the barracks, seeing as everybody was busy with something. I was stuck roming about like a lost soul, kind of stupid to me but there was nothing better to do. Soon someone called, "Hey Scarab!"
I turned around to see Soap walk my way. He had put his gun away and changed his shirt to a black tee, he stop in front of me and told me, "Looks like we got a mission."
"Really where," I asked as I pushed my bangs out of my eyes.
"Where else would you find a bunch of crazed Russians trying to make the country feared though out the world?" He joked. "We've got some new weapon that their saying they'll use, our job is to get the data and dystory it."
"So is everyone coming," I questioned curiously.
"No it's just you and me on a two man mission," Soap gladly told me. I felt somewhat happy about this. and he signaled for me to follow as he continued, "Come on we have a breifing we need to get to."
I walked next to him, keeping pace with his feet. When we reached the breifing room there of course was Shepard, the bush on his lip that he called a mustashe was on of the first things I notice along with his peircing eyes. Soap seemed no happier to be in his presence as I was. The old man sat down in a chair and looked at us inviting us to take a seat. "I should asume your Captain told you what this about Sgt. Macey?"
My real name seemed so foren to me after being called by my nickname for so long but I nodded quietly, "Yah something about a mystery weapon we need to get the scematics for and dystory it, right?"
"Exactly," Shepard answered emotionlessly. "You're headed to Azerbijain, they have a base there where they made the weapon and are currently keeping it as far as our intel tells us."
"Azerbijain," Soap repeat as he leaned forward in his chair. "I haven't been there in a few years. Not since the six day war in Russia."
"I'm aware of that MacTavish," Shepard told him. "But we need to keep this quiet so that's why I only permited one person to come with you. It will be easier to manuver through the base if you don't have a whole squad with you. So yes it is stealth. With hope this whole thing will last a couple of days, you'll be leaving a few hours so that you land at night fall."
"I hear that place is lovely this time of the year," I remarked out of nowhere.
Soap's eyes lite up of some reason and he sighed. But Shepard comtinued, "Get yourselves sorted out. Dismissed."
We both got up and went to go pack. I packed myself some flash and smoke gernades, a silenced ACR, freeze dried food, a lot of water, a communicator, and a pair o f night vision goggles. By the time I'm done I get change in some camoflage and meet up with Soap who just getting the last of his stuff ready, he must have put more thought into packing then I did. In an hour we were on the helicopter on our way to Azerbijain.

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A/N: Don't state the obvious, I SUCK at spelling. [Picard facepalm]  But this one will get back as it goes. I promise that went they get the Azerbijain it will have some pretty good action. But for now they needed to prepare for the worst. I'm really excited and can't wait for this next chapter to come out, DON'T DYSTORY MY JOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!