Just a modern warfare fanfic (Trilogy collection)

Contingency

Soap: Uplink nearly complete

(Soap types on a computer)

Soap: General Shepherd, you're online with Captain Price

Shepherd: Back from the brink, captain

Price: "Out of the frying pan" is more like it. This world looks more like hell than the one I just left

Shepherd: We thought we'd recovered the ACS before the Russians could crack it. We were wrong. Then Makarov turned the US into his scapegoat. Next thing you know there's flames everywhere

(Price sends Shepherd some schematics of a Russian submarine)

Shepherd: What's this image you're sending me?

Price: You wanna put out an oil fire, sir? You set off a bigger explosion right next to it. Sucks out the oxygen, snuffs the flame

Shepherd: Price, you've been locked away for too long. Better get your mind right, son

Price: Shepherd, are you willing to do what's necessary to win?

Shepherd: Always

Price: We've got ourselves a pretty big fire. Gonna need a huge bang

Shepherd: You've been in the gulag for too long, Price. Focus on taking out Makarov

Price: There's no time, sir. We need to end this war today

Shepherd: I'm not asking you, Price! This is an order! You are to-

(Price presses the connection button)

Price: Aw, looks like we lost our connection

(Soon)

(Player, Price, Ghost, Roach, and a squad of randoms jump out of a plane and parachute to the ground)

Soap: Price, I can barely see Roach's chute on my satellite feed. Too much interference. Do you see him, over?

(Price finds Roach by his chute unharmed)

Price: Roger that, Soap. I've found Roach. He appears to be intact. We're gonna head north to the sub base, over

Soap: Copy that. The rest of the team landed near Ghost, pretty far to the east

Price: Tell them to proceed with the mission, we'll regroup if possible. Roach, follow me and stay out of sight

(Roach and Price load their silenced M14s)

Price: Contact. Enemy patrol 30 meters to our front. Five men, automatic rifles, frag grenades, one german shepherd

Soap: Dogs? I hate dogs

Price: These Russian dogs are like pussycats compared to the ones in Pripyat

Soap: It's good to have you back, old man

Price: Heh. Roger that

(The patrol walks by Roach and Price)

Price: Convoy incoming, get outta sight

(Roach shoots the tire of a jeep, making it stop. When the soldiers get out to investigate, Roach takes them all out with his silenced M14)

(Roach cooks a grenade, throws it at the other jeep, and blows it up along with the rest of the patrol)

(Price takes out two enemies who have stopped for a smoke)

(A dog tackles Roach, but he snaps the dog's neck)