Skip the short story/journal if you just want to get to the meat of things. If you do read the story, listen to this while doing it:
*Lieutenant Adam “Xanadu” O’Keefe, formerly 1st Special Forces Operational Detachment, Delta, currently Task Force 141
Operation “Swift Vengenace” - May 15th, 2016
General Shepherd will pay.
I’m leaving this note here, at TF141 rally point Zeta Golf 7-3, as a warning to whoever else it concerns. On a supporting mission in the Caucasus, we held down a secondary position while another squad from the 141 moved ahead to secure Vladimir Makarov. Our job was to cut off one of the roads leading to the estate, slowing the mercenaries’ reinforcements.
We were set up, every last one of us. Just when the air support came in and we thought we were home free, that scumbag Shepherd turned on us. Aeon was the first to call in the news, witnessing both Roach and Ghost’s deaths at the hands of the traitor. Then, before we new it, Aeon was down and we had this so called “Shadow Company” swarming over us like enraged fire ants. It was wholesale slaughter, and the only mitigating factors were Archer and Toad, who carried out a distraction and held off the Shadows. They didn’t make it.
That was nearly a whole month ago. I don’t know what’s happened since then, or if Shepherd hasn’t been killed by someone wise to the plot. Shadow Company troops are everywhere in this theater, combing the area in search patterns looking for us as well as whoever the “others” are. I don’t even know who’s left, apart from me, Xanadu, and my protégé Jack “Ice” Phillips. All I know is that that sleazebag is going down if a trigger pull is the last thing I do on this hellhole rock.
Even as I write this note, codename “Nikolai” is fueling up the chopper to take us to the Shadow Company HQ in Afghanistan. I don’t know if Shepherd is there; maybe we’ll only find death awaiting us. Perhaps we will be able to join the others and collaborate. Intel is scarce these days, and nothing is certain anymore. Except for one thing.
Whoever did this* will pay. Gutting the animal who did this will atone for the ruthlessly spilled blood of my brothers.
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