Chapter 2 – Mount Up

“Three months ago Vladimir Kruschev purchased a party mix of AK-47’s, RPG’s and body armor from Imran Zakhaev. We estimate his forces to number close to 500. Though he is still considered a small fish, we are seeing very little concern from the Russian government. Washington is worried, and aren’t willing to send the CIA after the cluster-fuck that just went down in Columbia, so we’re on Uncle Sam’s dime for this one.” JimmyJay raises his hand as if in an elementary math class and asks, “So you’re saying I’m going to have to pay taxes on this check?” Captain Price takes a moment to send a glare at JimmyJay’s direction but ignores his question. Vike jr sitting directly behind him takes one of his Peanut M&M’s and tosses it towards the back of JimmyJay’s head. Without turning, Raven, sitting to the left of Jimmy, stretches out his right arm turns his hand and pull’s the yellow M&M out of mid-air. He quickly brings his hand back and fires it towards the back right corner of the room where it hits the inner cylinder of the trash can. Steers, sitting behind and to the right of both of them, looks over to MrNicola and says, “I want to know how he does that shit.”

“Kruschev meeting with Zakhaev so soon after their recent meeting is why we’re going in. We think Kruschev may be interested in acquiring some higher grade weapons. Add in the fact that it is Vic and not Imran meeting with Kruschev and you’ve got some nervous suits in Washington.” Nicola sits up as if finding a lost thought, “What about his general they just picked up… Dmitri….” Snapping his fingers to help spur his memory, Price jumps in. “Dmitri Danilov. Washington has had him in a maximum security holding facility for the last two months, but haven’t been able to extract anything of value from him.”

“As you should all know, he was one of Kruschev’s Generals. Regarded as the most cold-blooded and intelligent of his men, he was picked up by chance in Moscow. Believe it or not, he and a few of his soldiers were drugged by some prostitutes they picked up, and were left naked in a barn. A barn which just happened to belong to a Russian Police Chief.” “Merry Fucking Christmas Mr Police Chief” Blood says to himself. MrNicola reaches out and taps JimmyJay on the shoulder and says, “Didn’t something like that happen to you a couple of years ago? But she ended up being a cross-dresser named Mario” JimmyJay slaps Nicola’s hand away and can’t help himself, “Oh, come on, that was my bachelor party, you asshole’s paid her to do that. And by the way it wasn’t a barn, it was a suite at the Palms, and it wasn’t a prostitute, it was your mom, bitch!”

Captain Price, not looking amused, continues, ” At 0300 you head out. The meeting is supposed to take place about 25 miles Southeast of Moscow in Bykovo. There are large abandoned apartment buildings in an area known as the Bloc near a rarely used airport.  There is a statue at the center of the buildings that we believe is the most likely location for their pow wow. Alpha team, JDFC, Nicola, Vike jr, and Blood will split into two’s and observe the center from opposite buildings. Vike jr, you will need to be prepared to Eavesdrop with the Boom gun.”

“Bravo will be positioned near an abandoned gym nearby which is the next most likely meeting place. Raven, I want you translating cross com live, so we know what we’re dealing with. Your orders are to observe and gather intel. I want photo’s and face’s not bodies and dental records. You are not authorized to use force. Understood? Understood?!” Seeing that Captain Price wanted confirmation of his directions, the team collectively responds, “Yes sir.!”

“God speed gentlemen. Dismissed.”