User:Cpt. Riley

About Me

I love MW2. I play it sometimes. I have a PSN Account (Playstaion). My name on PSN is iam4aFight. If you want to add me, send me a message. I might add you.

My Story

Time - December, 1999

Age - 19

Under Orders Of - Captain Patterson

Team - SAS Sniper Team 11

Place - Valigrad, Russia

'I was under the order of Captain Patterson. I was a new sniper. I was on my first real mission. My job was to assassinate Imran Zakhaev. All I knew he barely survived a sniper bullet 4 years back. We had been searching for him for 4 years. We had a location and the goverment didn't hesitate to send our asses in the cold city to kill him. I had a job to do, and I was not going to let them down.'

Patterson - Riley, it's time. See that abanded factory, any second he will be coming out. Don'y worry about the gaurds. Just kill him.We'll worry about those gaurds second.

'Moments later Imran stepped out with two juggernauts next to him, holding AK-47s and RPGs. I aimed at his head, steadied the shot and fired.'

BOOM

'Immediately the guards grabbed him and through him on the ground. A SUV came and they through him in. The SUV drove away. Multiple Juggernauts ran out of the building. Another SUV came and a black haired man and his young son ran in it.'

Patterson - GET THE FUCK DOWN, WERE SPOTTED!

'Immediately an RPG warhead blasted through the gap in the wall, blowing up. The shrapnel hit Patterson and he went down I pulled him up and helped him towards the roof. Then a Little Bird helicopter landed and we landed and we got in. We flew away and I watched as RPGs flew at us. I looked at Patterson and he was bleeding pretty bad. We were going really fast but not fast enough in my view. '

17 Years Later 

Captain Price - I WANT SNIPER SUPPORT ON MAKAROV'S SAFEHOUSE. DIN'T LET ANYONE IN OR ROACH AND SCARECROW ARE DEAD. WE NEED YOU.

'I was then approached by an American Soldier, he aimed an M4A1 at me and said "Sorry my Friend, I must do what Shepherd commands me". I said "what?" and he unloaded his clip on me. He then started shooting other TF141 snipers, and all I could do was watch. Then in my dying breath I radioed Captain Price and told him Shepherd had betrayed us, but it was too late, we were all dead.'