[Fez]

ah, turns out it is finished, heres my part. It follows the story of a British soldier, Corporal Anderson. He is currently in the center of Moscow, in the year 2034. The world has been at war for 23 years.

Gunfire cracked through the empty streets. The blood soaked snow covered most of Moscow, and it was currently snowing still. Anderson was taking cover behind the remains of a car. He fired from his SA-80A3 at some NUSSR troops in a building. Mac was on the radieo "I repeat! this is Echo two two zero, were are pinned down, sustaining heavy fire." Mac fired his rifle at a NUSSR soldier running around behind them. "We need medevac immedietally! we have 5 wounded!" he shouted down the comm. "Negeative Echo two two zero, all medivacs are in use, send your cordinates and well send backup whenever possible" said the calm voice over the radio. "****! they just dont care!" shouted Mac. Next to them on the other side of the street was the rest of the team, the five wounded soldiers were put inside a van they had found. "I'm going to see the wounded, gimme some covering fire!" shouted Mac.

"Right" said Anderson, he turned to Ollie, who was under the most fire. "When this bastard stops to reload, we give Mac some covering fire to get to the van, got it!" he shouted. A NUSSR soldier was firing a 12.7 mounted machine gun at them. The rounds never seemed to stop coming out of it. The car they were behind wouldnt last much longer. "Mac, we all gotta move, this car cant take much more." Anderson said. Suddenly the machine gun fire stopped. "Go, covering fire!" shouted anderson. Him and Ollie stood up and fire a few rounds at the machine gun man and a few of the other soldiers. Mac ran back towards the van. Anderson ducked down. "Ollie we--" Ollie was lying on the ground, two bullets had hit him in the dead centre of his chest. Blood began to soak the snow. Two round bursts coming from AN-22's began tearing through the car. Anderson shouted to his two other man across from him, "GIVE ME SOME COVERING FIRE!". The two soldiers nodded, but were under to much fire themselves. Anderson spoke into his team comm to Mac. "Mac, try and get some medevac. We aint gonna last more then a few more minutes like this." he said as he watched another one of his team get hit in the shoulder. The AN-22 was a very powerful 7.62 russian weapon. It fired in two round bursts or full auto. But when its in 2RB mode, the bullets travel at much higher speeds. "Mac, we have another wounded. Ollies dead too" he said. "Shit!" replied Mac. The other guy across from him shouted out. "Frag out!" and threw a grenade over the car he was covering behind. It exploded, killing a good amount of NUSSR soldiers. Anderson checked, only about 5 solders left. He gave the thumbs up to the guy who threw the grenade, and they both ran to the van while the troops were disorientated. The hopped into the back of the van.

The other soldier carrying the wounded over his shoulder. He placed him down next to the others. Rick had set it up as a medroom, he had set up various blood and morphine packs. Mac was still shouting into the radieo. Anderson walked over to the soldier. His name was Johnson. "Me and Johnson are gonna go back out and keep em off for abit longer. Gimme your ammo" he said to Rick and Mac. They spilt some ammo between them. Anderson ran to another burned out car and began laying down some covering fire for Johnson. He hit three NUSSR troops. Johnson hit the ground behind him. Suddenly they heard something, like a rumbling. Anderson stuck the camera on his gun over the top of the car, he saw a tank...