#Callsign-Walcroft

[resistantlist75]

Hello everyone!

It's been a while but I have been working on a small project for my own case of entertainment for three years now. Otherwise known as...

T̴͕̭̫̩̪͚̂̾̒̃̈͊̆͐̕H̸̰̠̙͒́̆̒̋͜Ę̸̣̺͂͑̾̈́ͅͅ ̶̗͍̙̖̙̘̑͌̏̑̌͂̈́̋͘D̸̨̧̧̻̞͔̼̬͓͑͊̐͌́̚̚͘ͅE̶̮͘Ṽ̴̺̠̓͒́͌Ĩ̶̧͎̥͍̗̱͛̀͛͝ͅL̴͚̫̈́̏̈́̌̓ͅŞ̵̛̹̞̿̓͋̓́͝͠͝ ̵̻̺̪̲̉̈́́͛̃̃́͝C̸͍̤̰̭̺̉̿͆Ǎ̶̧̫̝̲͕͙̳̲͓̐̑͝Ŕ̸̤̘͒̽͋̚Ť̸͓͍͚͚̖̻̔Ë̶͖́̐̉͑̊̐̚̚̕Ĺ̵̮̹̳͈̪̰̯̘̟͖̈́̋̀́̋͘

D̷̬̱̭͌̌̍͝Ï̶͈̤̝̐̈́̚A̴̟͗̈́͘̕͜ͅB̸͔̟̞̗̫̫͜͠ͅL̶͖̟̗̼͙̰̒͗̽̓Ọ̷̢̨̢̭̻̺̟̱͂͗̂'̸̘̖̯̫̈̀Ş̶̹̤̮͔̺̼̥͗̂́͊̏̈́̃͋̓̕͜ ̴͕͙͕̼̂̓̽̉Ś̸̫̝͕̻͓̈Ḁ̶͓̿͌̽͊̄͒͝Ỉ̷̬̓̇̅͒̕N̷̯̬̫͖̎͝Ṭ̵̢̟͚̝͇̖͂͌͋̎̂́̅̐ ̶̢̯͇̫͙̤̳͖͕̘͐͐̇̓͝&̵̦͍̖͉̇̿̚̕͠ ̴̤̙͇̩̬͇̟̗̱̺̓̽̉̐S̸͔̥͂I̸̠̬̤̘̣̽͘͝N̵̠̜̮͈̝̫̖̖͕̟̍̅̓͘͠͝͝͝Ņ̴̡̟͔͉̭̘̫̇ͅE̸͔͙̗͛̈́͑̄̚͜Ŗ̷̡̮͓̳̰͔͗̋

It has been a true interest to see everyone else have ocs of sorts that connect to a story line of some sort of game. This book is sorta based off of Army of Two The Devils cartel. But more into the future after the aftermath of the game. And with that, I introduce Chapter one:

𝕭𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕬𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖘

The wind howling, the sound of motor engines rumbling, tires crunching against gravel and dirt, the constant chatter between men in the vehicles. Four Humvees moving through the dirt and gravel, moving into the city of Kabul. The Convoy was carrying precious cargo along with two of the greatest armored operators who were sent by Trans-World Operations. Private contractors that helped Coalition, NATO Forces. 

“You guys good?” The Marine had asked the two male Operators

“Yeah, we’re set and ready to rumble.” One of the operators said. The male who answered went by the name of Kyle Kane. Kane was a young male who had joined the Marine CORP at 17 but soon was hired by Private military contractors. In uniform standing at six foot four, Kane is seen in heavy yet lightweight gear. Kane is wearing a ballistic mask with flame designs on the sides. With the gear considerably being bulletproof and lightweight, it provided great agility and Kyle enjoyed this very much.

The other operator who kept silent is known by the name Lance, a past left unknown, so mysterious that people fear him. Lance is Kyle’s best friend, for Lance is older than Kyle and is a huge mentor to the youngster. No one really knew why Lance took on the offer. In uniform, standing at six foot six, Lance is wearing a black ballistic mask with white stripes and is seen right-handed just like Kyle. The armor that is chosen for Lance is seen differently as Kyle’s, only that he is seen with more armor pieces.

“Good, Keep an eye out. They could be anywhere.” The Marine said over comms sounding agitated, it was obvious he was spooked by the surroundings.

Kyle gave a look of annoyance. “Rog’.” He said over comms hearing the Marine’s orders. “Hell As if this day couldn’t get any worse. They wouldn’t even tell us what the hell the cargo is! That’s bullshit!” He complained and gave a huge sigh.

Nodding knowing Kyle was Annoyed, Lance was upset about it too. “Well if it’s that precious that they won’t even tell us… Then it’s gotta be something big.” Lance said not really have common sense on the idea of what Big could be.

Being irritated, Kyle used a little common sense. “Lance, if it was big we would need a truck. It ought to be something else. Wait… remember that one time we f-” he was cut off by an explosion, he saw the smoke trail of the RPG and soon saw that the Humvee that was a few feet in front of them exploded. “Shit!”

Lance immediately put their humvee in reverse but being under pressure got the best of him and he wrecked against the other vehicle. Men could be heard yelling, the sound of explosions surrounding Kyle and Lance. Before the two men could escape the vehicle, their vehicle was struck by a powerful blow, knocking both of them unconscious.

4 hours later, night had fallen. The world had fallen silent from the aftermath of the strike. The silence was soon broken by the sound of Kyle’s groan.

“Bloody hell… Lance?” Legs trembling from pain, Kyle barely had the strength to get up. He crawled to Lance and a loud slap was the next thing that was heard. “Stop slackin’. We got a job to do.”

Completely awakened and startled, Lance sat up and held the side of his face. “Do that again, and that girl you got an eye for will know that you are sleeping on the job!” Lance growled at Kyle even though knowing he was joking around. The door was jammed so he took his foot and kicked the door open. What he saw next was enough to strike fear into his ruthless soul. He crawled out of the destroyed Humvee, stood up and looked at the decapitated body of a Marine.

“Jesus christ… what the fu-” Kyle crawled out as well. The sound of the remaining fiery flame agitated him. “Whatever we had, must’ve meant a lot to the enemy.”

“So Russian forces are our enemies?” Lance had found a Russian flag patch off of one of the dead bodies. He checked his comms only to hear static which was physically impossible due to the comms being a private connection. “We need to get off the streets. You think that guy we ran into the other day is still here?”

“Yeah, but this is a foreign country and if we run into Taliban’s, mate… First off, Russian forces weren’t supposed to be involved in the-”

Lance noticed that Kyle cut off mid sentence, “You got something?” Lance asked.

“They were involved because this is Russian forces shit.” Kyle examined their surroundings. “Whatever they wanted belonged to Russia, and they think we might have stolen it…”

Curiosity built up between the two, Lance took an AK-47 off of a dead body. “So what you’re telling me is that we took precious cargo that belonged to Putin?” Lance asked as he then took some magazines off the body.

“What I'm saying is that we weren’t supposed to be involved and that our actions may have just caused a conflict between us… and Russia.” Kyle said with a bit of hesitation. He looked back into the humvee and grabbed his M4A1 rifle.

“Someone framed us… and now we’re taking on responsibility?” Lance looked at Kyle with a huge amount of concern.

“Yes, it happened to my father. And I believe we could be put up as fugitives.” Kyle said, racking his M4 chamber.

Lance took advantage of their surroundings, having put his thoughts together before speaking, “Then we better get moving. We need to blend in, I bet Police are looking to find us on this site.” He said.

“Yeah, we need to figure out what the hell is going on… and I think I can get us some help. Let’s just hope that he’ll still pick up the damn phone..."

Not my best work obviously. But there are some more details before the start of chapter One that I will release for something different based on the Characters Kyle and Lance.

Not my best work obviously. But there are some more details before the start of chapter One that I will release for something different based on the Characters Kyle and Lance.