Barett looks himself over as he sits in the SUV at the bottom of the hill. The large house on the top smells of money and excess, an exotic design of Korean and domestic woods, it lays on a tactically superior position. Having took more damage than he first thought, he wraps his multiple wounds, and plans his approach to the house. Sneaking in the undergrowth, he can see through the large windows a Beautiful women with a sword walking around. Even at 2 am. there is still some activity in the house. Swinging around to the side he jumps the high wall and sneaks around to the back. The house is a series of connected buildings, interlaced with bridges and paths from one to the next. He can faintly make out conversation on the far side of the complex. Tripping an alarm he dives under one of the bridges for cover, shooting at the guard that comes looking for him. The return fire of a shotgun catches his leg, stinging the flesh, leaving the guard in his hiding spot around the corner of the building wounded. Barett busts into the back room attempting to make his way towards the front door and out, only to be intercepted by two guards with swords, striking one with the butt of his gun as he runs by. The other slices him across the shoulder with his sword. Deciding that this doesn't look so good for him, Barett makes a quick dash for the front, shooting out the large glass window and diving through. Running off into the dark forest, dodging and weaving. Scrambling into the SUV he heads into town, licking his wounds and rethinking his options, realizing that the farmhouse that was being shown on the screens in the operation room was his, he heads to his backup safehouse, a storage unit in town, loaded with ammo and guns, medical equipment and a motorbike.
After a few days of rest and some Stiching, he scouts out a small island for an meeting/ ambush. Sending a note to the Rat on the hill to meet him there in a few hours, Barett sets the trap. On the beach he plans a funnel trap, a series of booby trapped positions leading back into the forest with a truck at the back for a quick escape if needed, with a boat on the far side of the island. Just as he is setting the final traps up, a helicopter sweeps the island. Pulling out his .50 cal sniper rifle he shoots out the motor with several well placed shots just above the cockpit. The copter shudders, then smoke pours from the back, it limps down just north of him and bounces down on another small island. Heading back to the truck with a small boat in tow, Barett plans to head over to the copter, when he sees a navy troop boat speeding right at his position. Slapping some armour piercing rounds into the .50 cal, he places several rounds right into the pilots windshield. Taking cover behind the large dodge truck, he shoots at the attackers on the boat, as it crashes into the beach. The front opens and a dozen heavily armed black ops guys jump out. Looking for the one giving signals, and dodging behind the truck, Barett places two called shots to the leader, dropping him. Then picks off the closest guy to him, in the next volley of gun play.
Looking for the second in command, Barett focuses his fire on him and drops him, as he dodges behind the truck for cover. The return fire swiss cheeses the truck, leaving it useless for cover. Laying a volley of surpressing fire down, he heads back into the forest, hoping to lead them into his trap. It looks like a full team of sixteen was sent after him, only twelve remain on the beach now, one having escaped over to the right, trying for a ambush. Falling back to his first postion in the trees behind a log, he knocks down two more before needing to reload. Ditching the empty .50 cal, he brings up the .308 H&K, loading in more armor rnds spots out of the corner of his eye the large guy on the left moving in for a ambush. Dropping several rounds his direction, thinking he may have winged him with one, he goes back to concentrating on the now ten guys moving towards him. Bullets bite into the log and buzz all around him, but none manage to hit. Looking for the next guy giving directions he starts snapping off shots his directions, hoping to draw them closer to him, into the first claymores, just ten feet into the forest undergrowth. The black ops guys are good, but were caught off guard by the bad landing and death of thier leader, scrambling to regroup and form a good line, they concentrate fire at his position and move forward. Several shoots nick him as they blast his superior cover away. Diving back and sneaking through the forest he scans for the guy on his left, trying to backdoor him. Catching sight of him he fires repeatedly at him, after a small firefight the would be ambusher goes down. Sneaking over to his second line, Barett sets up his fire lane and picks off the point guy making his way into the trees, then ducks back down.
Letting them make the final few feet in, while he ducks for cover behind a large tree. Not expecting him to have laid a ambush of this level they walk right into it. When the smoke and dirt clear only five guys remain alive. Using his best trust and intimidate voice Barett yells at them. " Look, my beef is not with you, leave now and I'll spare your lives, other wise me and my men will ' lay you waste' Now go."
Having decided this mission was suicide, they make a quick tactical retreat and drive thier boat off the beach. Barett quickly makes his way to his boat on the far side and heads to the helicopter.
Beaching on the far side he sneaks over to the copter, engaging in a fire fight with a deadly operative, taking a few shots himself he backs him down into a thick jungle. Hearing him move and sensing a trap Barett throws a well placed frag grenade right at him. Killing a worthy opponent. Searching the island and not finding the Rich Rat, Barett makes his way back to the safe house, contemplating his next move.
Sitting in the storage unit, reviewing the stolen files and having just got back from the hospital and finding Mel and Tom in good shape and recovering, Barett thinks its time to end this game. When there is a knock on the door, approaching with gun drawn Barett she the snow leopard woman from the house, she tells him that her boss wants to end this and has called off the troops. Barett agrees to not kill him so that he can get back to his life.
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