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A/N: As well, some writing may be different so bear with me.

*insert USTO opening

USAF Base, Guam

Third Person POV:

All of 141, Team Metal, and Tombstone had arrived on the base.

Sandman: *pats Frost on the shoulder* How you doing Frost?

An/Frost: Fine.

Price: *looks at Viper* How about you lad?

McPearson/Viper: Fine sir.

Recker: So chemical weapons and a breach of Geneva Convention rules huh? Sounds like what we've been fighting.

An: Well with the Ultranationalists and Chang yeah.

Price: How about those young ladies over there? *waves to Miho and Maho*

An: Uhh.....

McPearson: Those are our used to be enemies sir.

Price: Japanese High School girls?

McPearson: Yes sir.

Price: Very well. *cocks his M4* Let's go hunt these bastards and get our guy back.

141, Metal, and Tombstone: Yes sir.

Price: Lads, head to the helicopters.

As all of 141, Team Metal, and Tombstone headed for the US Army Black Hawks, Miho and Maho stopped An and McPearson.

Miho: Are you going to be alright.....dear?

An: I promise I will. I'm not that tough to be killed easily.

Maho: William?

McPearson: I know dear. *kisses Maho* I'll be back.

Maho: *blushing*

Anderson and Erika then came up.

Anderson: Good luck sir.

Erika: *smiling*

An and McPearson: We will.

An: And make sure that everything is in good order when I come back Anderson.

Anderson: I will sir as always.

An: Good. *to McPearson* Let's go, Viper.

McPearson: Right.

An/Frost and McPearson/Viper slung their rifles to their side and put on their Ops-Core FAST helmets.

Timeskip, on Team Metal's UH-60 Black Hawk

Sandman: -Alright, let's start the briefing.

Everyone on Team Metal nods.

Sandman: 141 will storm the JSDF base in the north. We will take the south, which means a lot of guards on the way in. Tombstone will take the west. Inserting via air assault, so try to be quiet as much as possible. Suppressed weapons only, we don't want any attention, or mission fails. Once inside, our objective is take Thompson out of the prison cell and get him out. The others will find the chemical weapons and blow it up. Roger?

Team Metal: Roger.

Sandman: Simple, huh? Well, better get ready. Also, it's nighttime so NVGs on.

Everyone puts their GPNVG-18 goggles on.

A/N: Four eyes. Lol.

UH-60 Pilot: Thirty seconds!

The Metal members do last minute checks on their suppressed M4s.

UH-60 Pilot: Ten seconds!

Sandman: Here we go.

The UH-60 Pilot opens the door.

UH-60 Pilot: We're here. Go.

Sandman: Let's move!

All the Metal members got their rappels and rappelled down the mountain range, near the JSDF base just in front of them. Sandman then put his hand up to halt the team.

Sandman (radio): Four tangos ahead. Frost, your go.

A/N: An will be referred to as Frost and McPearson will be referred to as Viper.

Frost (radio): Got it.

Sandman (radio): Grinch, Truck, pick your targets.

Once all of them picked their targets, Sandman gave the order to fire.

Sandman (radio): Ready. Frost, on your mark.

Frost waited for three seconds before he made his move.

Frost (radio): Fire.

All four operators fired their M4s, dropping four Federation Infantrywomen.

Sandman (radio): Good kills, good kills.

The four operators neared the gate of the Federation base, with about 20 guards.

Sandman (radio): Don't take them all on, we're going to sneak our way in. Cloak.

The operators put on their optical camos (cloak) and went invisible.

Sandman (radio): Let's go.

They snuck their way past the guards and were nearing a motorpool, when they saw the rest of 141 and Tombstone.

Price (radio): Sandman, you know what to do?

Sandman (radio): Yes Price. We do.

Price (radio): I've have the lads blow up the chemical weapons to give you a distraction.

Sandman (radio): Good. *motions to the rest of Team Metal* Move.

With Tombstone and 141

Price (radio): -Viper, your honors.

Viper (radio): Roger. Hannah?

Hannah (radio): Hm?

Viper (radio): You got the C4s right?

Hannah (radio): Yes I do.

Viper (radio): Give some to me.

Hannah (radio): Alright. *gives him some C4*

Viper (radio): Thanks.

Viper planted the C4s on the chemical weapons, while the rest of Tombstone and 141 planted some C4 on the Challengers.

Price (radio): Charges set. *tosses the detonator to Viper* Blow it lad.

The rest of Tombstone and 141 nodded at Viper.

Viper (radio): Take cover. *blows it all up*

The chemical weapons exploded in the night sky in a huge roar, along with some of the Challengers, providing a distraction for the Federation infantry and tank crewmembers away from the prison.

Federation Alarm (IJ): Attention! There has been a set of explosions in the motorpool. Please come immediately!

Viper (radio): Guess it's time to disappear.

Tombstone and 141 cloak themselves and go to the evac point, waiting for Team Metal.

Back to Team Metal

Frost (radio): -They blew up the chemical weapons.

Sandman (radio): Sure thing they did. Anyways, the guards are rushing from the prisons, let's go.

As the Federation infantry around them were in chaos, the four man team sneaked into the prisons......and were horrified at what they saw.

Prisons

Frost: -This looks like Siberia all over again.

Sandman: *disgusted* These prisons look and smell like sh*t....

Truck: Yep. And my body starts to want to die.

Grinch: Jeez and if we thought Iraq was bad? Oh boy.

Sandman: Anyways our guys should be *looks at the wristtablet and points* There.

Sandman pointed to a prison cell about 3 meters from where they were all standing.

Thompson: *weakly* W-who's there?

Frost came up to the prison cell.

Frost: It's me.

Thompson: C-Commander si-

Frost: No need for salutes. We need to get you and your men outta here.

Thompson: I'm not sure sir....my men have been sleep deprived, and are malnourished.

Frost: I know. The Federation did sh*t, and we'll get them back later, but right now we got to move.

Thompson and his M1 crew weakly stand up as Truck drills open the door.

Frost: *motions them up* Okay, one of us gets one of the crew members.

The other three operators do as Frost said.

Sandman: Now the hard part: getting these guys to the extraction point.

Frost: Should we give them our sidearms sir?

Sandman: Yes.

The others nodded and Frost gave Thompson his M45A1 and a cloaking device.

Frost: Remember, stick behind us if you want to get out alive. Got it?

Thompson and his crew nodded back at Frost.

Sandman: Right. Let's get Oscar Mike.

The other Delta Force operators and Thompson's crew cloak and sneak their way out of the prison.

With 141 and Tombstone

Task Force 141 and Tombstone, due to the distraction, now alerted all of the Federation forces of their location.

Price: Right lads, time to go loud.

Viper saw one of the Federation infantry rushing towards him and shot her.

Viper: How about the exfil?

UH-60 Pilot (radio): -Your current evac point's too hot 141, sending you coordinates to a second evac point.

Price (radio): Roger.

141 and Tombstone started to run to the gate of the Federation base as behind them, swarms of Federation infantry and vehicles tried to cut off their escape route. Running and gunning their way out of the motorpool, they all managed to reach the gate, only for two Federation vehicles to block their path.

Federation Commander #2: Unknown forces, surrender now and you will be treated well.

Recker (radio): Sounds like a lie.

Viper (radio): It is.

Price (radio): There are more infantry behind us. Shoot the bloody commander and we'll be out.

Since the two Federation vehicles' crews exposed themselves, Viper, Recker, Hannah, Irish, and Pac shot them in a sync shot, downing all of the crew easily, including the Federation commander giving those words.

Price (radio): Their price to pay. *looks at his wristtablet* All callsigns, be advised, our evac point has been moved to the forest. Once we reach there, hold it off of any Federation reinforcements till the rest of Team Metal arrive.

141 and Tombstone (radio): Roger.

Back to Team Metal

Sadly for Team Metal though, they didn't have the same luck as the others once they got the crew, peppered by small arms fire from Federation forces since they were still inside the base. And things were about to get worse if they didn't get out soon enough.

Sandman (radio): *shooting two Federation infantrywomen with his M4* We have to get out of the kill zone! *looks at his wristtablet* Evac's been changed to the forest near here! We'll have to leg it! LET'S GO!

Frost: *shooting eight Federation infantrywomen* Sir, there's a lot of their reinforcements coming and they have tanks!

Sandman: Alright, here's the plan- *ducking as Federation bullets whiz past his head* Frost and Truck will cover our 6 while Grinch and I take the front! Thompson! You and your men need to keep with us as fast as possible and shoot every single damn infantry that gets in our way, got it?!

Thompson: Yes sir!

Frost: Yes sir!

Sandman: Grinch! On me!

Truck: Frost, you're with me.

The Delta Force operators go into a makeshift diamond formation to cover Thompson and his crew as Federation infantry swarmed their way forward.

Frost: *as he runs out of ammo in his current mag* Changing mags! Cover me!

Truck: Covering! *shoots another Federation infantrywomen rushing them*

Grinch: We got lots of bad guys and I would sure love some close fire support right about now!

Sandman (radio): Overlord, is there an AC-130 in the area, over?!

Overlord: Sandman, AC-130 is in the area, callsign Eagle 2-6.

Sandman (radio): Roger! *switches frequencies* Eagle 2-6, we need you to light up the playground!

Eagle 2-6 Pilot (radio): Eagle 2-6's moving in. Light 'em up.

The AC-130 then unleashes hell back down on Earth with it's 30mm cannons, while the Delta Force operators ran straight for the gate as Federation infantry and vehicles exploded around them.

Sandman: Keep moving! We have to get into the forests!

Frost (radio): *covering fire* Keep on running!

The group were stopped by 10 Federation infantrywomen with Type 100s, giving suppressive fire, firing in a column.

Sandman: Sh*t take cover!

The Delta Force operators got the Thompson and his crew into cover.

Sandman: Truck, Frost, toss a nine banger!

Frost: *cooks a nine banger* On it!

Frost then throws the nine banger, blinding all 10 of the infantrywomen and giving them an opportunity to fire back with their suppressed M4s.

Sandman: Tangos down! Let's keep moving!

The group then ran again, this time out of the gate and running full speed into the forests to link up with the others.

With 141 and Tombstone

The rest of the strike force were gathered in an area where the UH-60s were supposed to evac them, but the UH-60s pilots themselves were having delays as the Federation base were swarming with MG anti aircraft fire. 

Irish: *looking through his M4 sight* Where the hell is Team Metal?!

Viper: They're running under heavy fire and should have an ETA of about 3 minutes!

Price: Cover the area lads, we don't want any tangos in our evac point.

141 and Tombstone: Roger!

Back to Team Metal

The rest of Team Metal and Thompson's crew were approaching the evac point, with the AC-130 in the air giving them time to run to the evac point while at the same time stalling the Federation forces as they tried to give chase.

Frost: *providing cover fire behind him* There they are! *points to 141 and Tombstone*

Sandman: Leg it! Move!

The four operators and the HSAW M1A2C crew sprinted the rest of the way to the rest of the group, with bullets behind Team Metal.

UH-60 Pilot (radio): Team Metal, 141, Tombstone, standby.

All three UH-60s hover low enough so that the operators could get in. Due to the AC-130 stalling Federation forces, they weren't fast enough to catch up with the UH-60 Black Hawks, and all the operators got out there safe and sound, back to the USAF base.

USAF Base

Thompson's M1A2C crew who were captured were rushed to the medical bay by Price, Irish, Hannah, Recker, and Pac, along with some Corpsmen. Meanwhile, the rest gathered outside and slumped down in exhaustation, with Miho, Maho, Anderson, and Erika coming to check them out.

Miho: *running up to Frost* Are you okay, dear?

Frost: Yeah, I'm fine Miho.

Sandman looked over and grinned.

Sandman: So you got yourself a girlfriend huh Frost?

Frost and Miho then blushed.

Frost: Uhhh....yes sir...

Sandman: Well congrats to you. You're tired from today so I'm not teasing you.

Frost: Thanks....I guess.

Miho then rested her head on Frost's shoulder and intertwined their hands. Maho did the same thing with Viper. In the distance, Erika and Anderson were chuckling as they also intertwined their hands.

But one of the final nails in the coffin would be........a Red October.

*insert USTO ending*

A/N: Final part will come next I promise. I have split my chapters up so my brain doesn't go haywire on me. Anyways I hoped you enjoyed this chapter! See you next time!

Have a nice day!

PS: Sorry for the long hiatus.