(Y/n): Your name

(L/n): Last name

Italic word: Used for communications

Bold+Italic word: In thoughts

Bold: Flashback

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3rd POV:

"Play ops, Play ops, Pedro 64 climbing to gain altitude.

"Pedro 64, copy. Update MIST. 5 wounded. 2 CAT ALPHA. Injuries caused by VB-IED. 2 of them amputee and losing lots of blood plus severe burns. The rest suffers heavy injuries but no amputations. How copy?"

"Copy, Play ops."

(Y/n): "Yang, prep the IV line!" Without hesitation, Yang nodded and began to prep the line.

Pedro 64 were inbound to rescue 5 wounded soldiers. They were caught by IED blast during patrol in a city outside of Vale.

John: "Pedro 6-2, we are 20 mikes from the destination. Prepare for the worst." He radioed the trail helicopter pilot.

Terry: "Copy, 6-1."

John: "Hey, are you guys familiar with the governor's palace?" He asked the PJ's at the back. (Y/n) then looked at Yang and Brett. Yang nodded while Brett just shrugged.

(Y/n): "Yeah... Me and Yang familiar with that place except Brett."

John: "Right. That's where we will land." Suddenly, the comms from trail helicopter went on.

Terry: "6-1, be advised. PJ has spotted multiple unknown personnel at the mountain on our right. Possibly White Fang."

Without wasting the time, Brett, Yang and (Y/n) move to the right side and aimed their guns. Chris, the right door gunner was cocking the 50.cal when suddenly, the bullets won't fit in the feeder. He then removed the bullets and tried it again but failed. (Y/n) noticed this and decided to ask.

(Y/n): "Chris, what's wrong?"

Chris: "The feeder is jammed. 50.cal is offline!"

(Y/n): "Crap..... Well then, we have to make a change of plan. Pilot, you heard that?"

John: "Loud and clear."

(Y/n): "Alright. Here's what we're going to do. First, lead helicopter will pickup the CAT ALPHA. Trail helicopter will fly in circle above us to give some protection. Then they will go in to pickup the rest. How's that sound?"

John: "Sounds good to me. I'll notified the trail helicopter while you notified the TOC."

(Y/n): "Copy." He then switched the channel. "Play ops, Play ops. Pedro 64. Right gun is jammed and we're switching to SAW. Lead helicopter will go in first then the trail helicopter will go in."

TOC: "Pedro 64, Play ops. Solid copy."

Brett: "Hey, I got eyes on multiple unknown personnel over the ridge, 3'o clock!"

Chris: "Yeah, I see them. Yang, bring me the SAW!" Yang then reached out for the SAW hanging next to their medical equipment and handed it to Chris.

TOC: "Pedro 64, update. Several reports on gunfight happening in the city."

As the information came in, the team reached the city and saw several smokes.

John: "Copy, Play ops. We see several smokes coming up. Looks like the city is under attack."

TOC: "The ground force are currently engaging with the White Fang."o

John: "Copy, Play ops."

(Y/n): "Looks bad..."

John: "Yeah... We're going in low now."

With that, the helicopter goes in low fly towards the landing zone. The team constantly scanned for any hidden threats.

John: "Keep your eyes up guys."

After 2 minutes of low flying, the landing zone was now in their sight.

Micheal: "Got eyes on the landing zone. 30 seconds up." Said the Co-pilot.

John: "Trail helicopter, keep scanning the areas."

The chopper then approached the landing zone. John began to decrease the engine power as the helicopter slowly descend.

John: "Landing in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1." The tail wheel touched down followed by the main wheel. "All wheels down. Force on 2'o clock."

The PJ's then exited the chopper and fast walked towards the soldiers.

(Y/n): "Where's the patient?" He asked one of the soldiers

Soldier: "5 minutes! They're gonna bring them out and put them in the chopper. They're not on the stretchers yet."

(Y/n): "Allright, we're going to pick two first. The critical wound. The rest will be put in the second helicopter."

Soldier: "Roger. I'll go and notify them." He then ran away. Yang then walked back towards the helicopter. She then nudged Chris and gave him 5 minutes gesture.

Yang: "Hey, John. We need 5 minutes because the wounded are not on stretchers yet."

John: "5 minutes, 5 minutes."

In the trail helicopter, they were on high alert and keep scanning for any hidden threats.

Terry: "I got another explosives on my 2."

Lee: "Yeah, I see it."

John: "6-2, where are the explosives from my current position?" He radioed the pilot. Terry took a moment to look at John's position before radioed him.

Terry: "Ummm... About 500-600 meters."

John: "..... That's convincing."

Lee: "I got another explosives on same position!"

On the ground, the PJ's and the pilots in 6-1 could heard the explosion. Soon enough, the wounded arrived with the stretchers. They make a final preparation to load the wounded into the chopper.

(Y/n): "Let's go! Feet first!" With the help of other soldiers the carried the wounded and loaded them into the chopper. The trio then hopped into the chopper and Yang closed the door. John, without wasting the time, began to increase the engine power and the helicopter lifted off. They have to gain some altitudes before the trail helicopter could land and took the rest of the wounded. As the team prepping the wounded for surgery and the helicopter fly low, the alarm went on.

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

John: "Danger, danger, danger! Performing evasive maneuver!" John then control the helicopter and flew it in zig zag formation. Chris and the left door gunner readied their guns.

TOC: "6-1, what is going on?"

John: "Master alarm went on. Taking fire from north, sir!"

John then launched the flare to avoid any heat seeking missiles.

John: "Pedro's in a climb!" John pulled the control stick, making the helicopter climb to gain altitudes. After reaching the right altitudes, the master alarm went off.

John: "Are we good?" He asked as he looked at his co-pilot.

Michael: "All good."

John: "You guys good at the back?" He asked to the PJ's as he looked over his shoulder. He saw Yang gave a thumb up. "6-2, you can go pick them now."

Terry: "Copy, 6-1. Going in hot."

The trail helicopter then went in to picked the rest. They managed to get out from the battle zone without getting shot by the enemy. Both of the chopper then flew to Role 3 where it was 10 minutes of flight, still in golden hour.

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The team were back at Beacon's air base after they sent the wounded to Role 3. Both of the helicopters landed on its respective helipad and the pilots shut down the engines. The PJ's soon hopped out from the helicopters and began to clean the bloods and packed their medical equipment. All of them were chatting for a while before went back on doing their own stuffs. The city was still under attacked and the team was in standby for any missions.

(Y/n)'s POV:

I switched my rifle in safe mode and laid it next to my plate carrier. The others went to do their own stuffs, leaving me on my own. So, I've decided to go to the town to get something to eat since I haven't eat anything. After making final packing on my own stuffs, I leave it there, put on my cap and walked away.

The sounds of the fighter jets filled the air. The squadron that was stationed here has been on constant sorties. Multiple chinooks, apaches and blackhawks passed by. Looking at the skies for a while before looking forward back, I kept on my walking until I saw Blake with Sun walkimg while holding their hands together. I steps began to slow until I finally stopped. It was a sad view knowing that it's not me who's walking side by side. Both of them noticed me. Sun looked at me and smirked while Blake only waved her hand. I just gave them a nodded. They kept walking until they vanished from my sight. I sighed and adjusted my cap before started to walk.

"Well, it looks like I made a right choice.... Seems like she's happy with him..." I muttered.

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A/n: hey guys! Hope that you enjoyed this chapter. Got any questions? Leave it in the comment section or message me! Stay safe whenever you are. Stay sharp!

Mako out.