The moon hung high by the window, casting the night in a painterly hue.
Soap and Yuri, having infiltrated the hotel's upper floors, gazed down upon the entire Prague Square.
Soap: "He's in which car."
Yuri: "The enemy patrols ceaselessly, we don't even know when he'll go out."
Soap: "You seem to know Makarov quite well."
As the two conversed, Price's voice crackled over the radio: "Alpha One, check your comms."
Soap: "Bravo One, roger, we're moving in as ordered."
Price: "Good, Kamarov's eyes and ears are still in the hotel. Once he gives the signal, we'll take care of it."
"What do you see?"
Soap: "Nothing, mate, looks like Makarov's going to be late for his own funeral."
Price: "Stay quiet until we clear the enemy, then you can do as you please."
Soap: "Alright."
[Brothers in Arms
October 11th - 07:01:09
Yuri
Task Force 141 - Unacknowledged
Prague, Czech Republic]
"Brothers in Arms..."
Liu Peijia quietly murmured after watching the new chapter's cutscene, pondering the chapter title for any clues.
However, with such a vague name, he had no ideas, so he greeted his viewers: "Hello, viewers, good morning. After briefly reviewing the previous storyline, we'll now enter the latest content."
"Enough talk, let's get to it!"
On screen, Yuri was loading bullets into a magazine.
The first-person view of the loading action instantly pulled Liu Peijia, who had just been watching the cutscene as an outsider, into the game.
Looking up, Soap was intently staring at the hotel below. Sensing Yuri's gaze, Soap turned his head and said, "The meeting will be on the second floor."
After speaking, Soap raised his rifle, aiming at the hotel where Makarov was scheduled to meet.
*Click, click!*
Chambering a round, Yuri, controlled by Liu Peijia, followed Soap's action and cast his gaze upon the hotel below.
Through the eight-times scope, a convoy led by tanks slowly approached on the street several hundred meters away.
"Attention, Makarov's convoy is arriving."
Soap warned, "I see it, four armored vehicles, and Makarov, whom we haven't spotted yet."
"The big boss Makarov's convoy is here."
Liu Peijia's body began to heat up, his eyes growing more focused on the scope.
Price: "Do you see him?"
"Ah, that bastard, he's in the third car," Soap's voice held a hint of nervousness. As he saw the vehicles stop and then start again, he grew impatient, "Damn it, he wouldn't have spotted us, would he?"
Price immediately reassured him, "Don't get agitated, just stay put."
"They've gone into the garage."
As Soap provided real-time updates, Price began to act: "Alright, Kamarov, you're up."
Silence...
After a moment, Price inquired, "Kamarov, do you copy?"
"He probably forgot to turn on his comms."
Off-screen, Liu Peijia habitually explained, "Price is calling Kamarov, but there's no response. I don't think this assassination will go smoothly."
Price: "It doesn't matter, Makarov is here, we proceed according to plan."
"Oh dear, Old Price, you're being foolish!"
Liu Peijia was getting a bit anxious. For such an important event, with an informant going silent, how could he not have his comms on? It was obvious something was amiss.
However,
He could understand Price's current mood and offered an explanation for Old Price:
"After all, Makarov himself is indeed here, so the plan has a chance of success. They are at their wits' end, and even a sliver of hope is worth pursuing."
"Understandable, but not recommended. Still too hasty."
Many viewers expressed agreement, perhaps this was a case of being too close to see clearly.
'Kamarov's silence is definitely foreshadowing.'
'Indeed, a bit too hasty.'
'It feels like Price made the wrong decision here. If there's no response, they should have retreated. I hope I'm not overthinking it.'
'And Price should have been more vigilant without Kamarov's reply.'
'Captain Price was too eager here, rushing to eliminate Makarov and overlooking Kamarov's anomaly.'
'Hope no one gets hurt. I'm already covered in wounds from being stabbed.'
......
"A pity, a pity. I hope nothing really happens."
Seeing the viewers' unified speculations, Liu Peijia felt a chill, and that sense of unease grew stronger.
Unlike other games, the *Call of Duty* series, as a military-themed game, was very rigorous in its details. It was understandable for some viewers to question Price's decision just now.
But with such a consistent viewpoint, it wasn't a good sign.
In the game, Price's voice came through again: "I'm in position, are you ready?"
Soap: "Yuri, find Price within your field of vision."
Upon hearing this, Liu Peijia immediately turned the camera. Behind the statue standing on the hotel's rooftop, Price, wearing a cap, slightly poked his head out.
"He's on the hotel's top floor."
Soap said into the radio, "I see you."
Then,
Price in the scene secured his grappling hook and began to rappel down. In the hazy night, the dark silhouette on the wall moved as nimbly as a monkey.
Through the hotel windows, several armed guards could be seen patrolling back and forth at the entrance of the meeting room.
Soap stated calmly, "Let's take them out together, Yuri, it's up to you."
At the same moment Price initiated the signal to 'break down the door,' Liu Peijia pulled the trigger.
*Bang, bang, bang!!*
Sudden gunshots shattered the night's silence, sounding particularly deafening in the empty square.
After three shots, three guards a hundred meters away had blood blossoms erupting from their heads.
One shot, one kill!
The "Qie-style" sniping was terrifyingly precise!
Immediately after, Liu Peijia saw Price's figure break through the window in the scene, then he raised his gun and started spraying bullets wildly at the people in the meeting room.
Everything went so smoothly, it felt like a dream.
Did Makarov die?
The answer was no. After Liu Peijia and Soap teamed up to cover Price in clearing out the minor enemies in the meeting room,
A securely bound figure was pushed out from the end of the corridor. Due to the dimness of the screen, Liu Peijia didn't get a clear look at the person's face, only Price, who was closest, knew who it was.
Then, Soap's shocked voice came through the headset: "What the hell? Price, who is that?"
Price's voice was filled with deep unwillingness: "Kamarov."
Kamarov weakly said, "I'm sorry, Price!"
It's worth noting that Kamarov's ID at this moment was blood-red below the screen, "Captain Price, hell awaits you!"
After speaking, the corridor's background wall suddenly flashed with crimson lights, like searchlights before the entrance to hell.
That was...
The next moment, Soap reacted first: "Price! Run!"