Just a Black Ops fanfic

Old Wounds

(1986. Khost province, Afghanistan)

(Mason looks up at a semi-collapsed structure in the desert)

Player: I hate sand. Gets everywhere

Woods: It's showtime, Mason

(Player, Mason, and Woods all gather in the desert)

Mason: What'd you see, Woods?

Woods: Sand, sand, and more fucking sand. Hudson's contact's on his way

Mason: You reckon we can trust the Chinese?

Woods: We can here. They've been supporting the Mujahideen, same as us

(They all kneel by a rock fence)

Woods: They know if Russia wins in Afghanistan, they'll be looking at China next

Mason: No one likes the Russians, huh?

Woods: You know me... I don't like anyone

Player: You might wanna get your head down

(A group of Chinese soldiers on horseback approaches them. The soldiers jump over the fence, and quickly aim their guns at Player, Mason, and Woods)

(All three of them aim back at the Chinese)

Woods: Take it easy, Zhao! We delivered the weapons

(Zhao signals his men to lower their weapons)

Player: Now, what about your end of the deal?

Zhao: I will take you to the leader of the Mujahideen. He can help you find Raul Menendez. We have fresh horses. You will follow

Woods: No shit... Let's do it

Hudson: Mason, it's Hudson. Did you make contact with Zhao?

Mason: We're on our way to the Mujahideen camp now

(Mason finds a shriveled corpse and takes a sword out of it's chest)

Woods: What the hell are you gonna do with that?

Mason: You never know...

(Everyone mounts on their horses and follow Zhao and his men)

Hudson: I'm sure I don't need to remind you that our presence here must remain 100% deniable. There will be serious consequences if the Russians learn of our involvement in Afghanistan

Woods: The only way they'll find out is if they take us down. You know that ain't gonna happen

(Player, Mason, Woods and Zhao continue to ride across the desert)

Zhao: We must hurry. We believe the Soviets are about to launch an attack on our camp

Woods: Kick it up a gear!

Mason: Hya!

(Mason spurs his horse, speeding up as the trio approaches the Mujahideen base, then slowly enters. They get off their horses, and walk toward a cave)

Zhao: This way

(Player, Mason, Woods, and Zhao walk into the cave. Hudson's voice is heard echoing while talking to Mullah Rahmaan)

Hudson: If a Russian attack is indeed imminent, you're gonna need all the help you can get. I've arranged for a couple of specialists to act in an advisory capacity. Here they are now

(Player, Mason, and Woods approach Hudson and Mullah Rahmaan)

Hudson: Rahmaan, this is Woods, Mason, and Player. My three best troops