In a deep, dark, and Vast Forest. Four operators can be seen with their rifles raised, looking around the place.

They we're Rainbow Six, a Highly Skilled Taskforce of Law Enforcement and Military to fight terrorist forces.

These Operators we're IQ, Fuze, Caveira, and Thatcher.

They had their rifles raised, looking around the place with uneasy in their eyes.

They heard a muffled Yelp behind them as IQ, Caveira, and Thatcher turned Around to see Fuze Gone, his rifle on the ground with him nowhere to be seen.

"Did anyone have Visual?"

Thatcher Asks until he steps on a wire, a giant Net engulfing him and hanging him on a tree.

"Ah! Bloody Hell!"

Thatcher Yells as Caveira Looks around as she barely saw a figure move with fast speed.

"Drop."

Rounds Flew To Caveira and IQ, Making them fall to the ground as Four Figures Rise from the Folliage. One of the figures crouches down by IQ, Holding his rifle on his lap.

"How does it feel to be dead?"

The figure Asks IQ, her laying on the ground.

"...Cold, Quiet...And I'm Hungry."

All of a sudden, giant Lights turn on as it was revealed the Forest was a Simulation Room. The figures are now visible.

One of these Operators Was (Y/N) Hunter.

"Come On Monika, Get up."

(Y/N) Helps Monika Up with one of the Figures cutting down the Net, Thatcher hitting the ground.

"Bloody! Fuck!"

He says as (Y/N) chuckles at his Friend, Eagle's, Action. Monika Kisses (Y/N)'s Gas Mask Jokingly.

"Come on babe, let's get out of this place. I want to try that place you say."

It was a few months since the Events of the UN Operation. Since then, the Special Dark Operations Division, another Counter-Terrorist Task Force was working with Rainbow Six to Reestablish Relationships.

(Y/N) and IQ can be now seen Inside a Black Ford Mustang, exiting a seemingly normal Office Building Garage.

"...Wait for what happened to Fuze?"

(Y/N) quickly turns quiet.

"...Shit."

Back in the Simulation room, Fuze can be seen tied up and gagged.

"CYKA! HELP ME! I'm STILL HERE!"

"...I'm Sure He's Fine."

(Y/N) Says as he drives around the New Jersey Streets with Monika beside him, her looking out the window.

"Wow...It's been a while since I went to America..."

She says, Her German Accent now was a Mix of American. Monika forgave (Y/N) and they made up, But (Y/N) still has to handle the other Operators. They stop at a Redlight on the Snowy Night.

Monika Gives (Y/N) a quick peck on the Lips, (Y/N) smiling at her as the light turns green, them continuing to drive.

"So, how are you liking your new Home at Fort MacArthur."

(Y/N) asks, referring to the SDOD Base Fort MacArthur in New Jersey since Hereford was still under construction.

"It's good, Good."

She says as (Y/N)'s Phone Ring, he presses the Answer Button on the Phone which was in the Phone Holder.

"(Y/N) Hunter, who is this?"

He asks as he continues to drive.

"Verification."

A male voice says as Monika's happy mood quickly turns into worried and realization.

"Fuck...Lima, Five, Six, Actual."

(Y/N) says as the voice continues.

"Operation: Smoking Amber has been Approved. You are to Immediately report to Rendezvous Point at New Jersey International Airport, Gate B, Two Days, 1200."

(Y/N) listens carefully while keeping his eyes on the road.

"Team Description?"

(Y/N) asks.

"Rainbow Six-Special Dark Operations and [REDACTED] Will be Deploying."

Monika and (Y/N) look at each other with confusion.

"Redacted?"

Meanwhile...

In the Country, United Urzikstan Alliance. President Farah Karim can be seen Loading her AK-47, behind her was a man.

"Farah, you don't need to come. This Op is dangerous and you're a President."

The Man was in SAS Attire, a Boonie hat with a Beard. Captain Price.

"No, I am part of Task Force 141 and will always remain."

She says, turning to Price.

"Besides, I don't like Politics."

She says as Price Chuckles.

"Okay...See you in France."