Soap's Journal

Soap's Journal is a book included in the Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3 ' s Hardened edition. It is written from Soap's point of view and details events from before the start of Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare all the way up to "Blood Brothers" in Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3. Price can be seen taking the journal from Soap's pocket in "Blood Brothers" before Yuri's flashback.

Background
NOTE: The actual book itself does not have numbered pages but rather have a header on most of them, usually a location. The headers will be marked with [ ] along with the imaginary page numbers (starting from the front cover).

NOTE: Any word or words with (sic) beside it is an incorrect spelling or sentence fragment as it is found directly out of the journal.

Page 1
(This page is blank with 23-33-1 marked at the bottom)

Page 2 & 3
(These pages contains a world map showing the locations of his military operations. Every place Soap has been is marked with a red X)

Page 4
(Blank)

Page 5
If found, return to 22nd SAS regiment, Credenhill. U.K

'' "History is written by the victor." - Shepherd '' KILL MAKAROV!

(The words "History is written by the victor" are covered up in Red with KILL MAKAROV )

Page 6 [Credenhill]
CQB path:


 * Ladder up, load up SMG /4 Flashbangs


 * Rope to position L - 3 targets. (Switch to pistol immediately)


 * Storm down stairs to position 2 (12 M) L targets.


 * Turn corner to position 3 - Flashbang


 * Position 4 - 2 targets


 * Position 5 - 2 targets(Switch to pistol 13/w 4+5) - Knife (Knife at 5)


 * Position 6 - Flashbang, L targets - Pistol at six


 * Turn back around, sprint to finish

Trials

 * Trial #1: 52.1


 * Trial #2: 48.9


 * Trial #3: 47.6


 * Trial #4: 39.9


 * Trial #5: 34.2


 * Trial #6: 33.7


 * Trial #7: 27.9


 * Trial #8: 27.3


 * Trial #9: 26.5


 * Trial #10: 22.2

BEAT GAZ

Objective 1: Required < :60 Objective 1a Squadron Rec: 00:19

(A diagram of the course is sketched and the words "Knife at 5" and "Pistol at 6" are shown.)

Page 7 [Credenhill]
It's me, the 'Fucking New Guy'.

Since selection, that's all anyone calls me: FNG this, FNG that. Figured it was time the FNG got himself a fresh FNJ - a Fucking New Journal.

Credenhill's hell. Nothing to do but train, doodle in this FNJ, train some more.

At this point only shaving tenths of seconds off the CQB. Find myself cooking flashbangs to near crispy. Wallcroft's idea to switch to pistol vs. reload - pretty brilliant. Who knew Wallcroft could be good fast at anything?

Price likely to attend, rumors of the 'stache precede him. {C Dreading the moment someone mentions "Soap". At that point, FNG's redefined to friendly natured greeting, and Credenhill becomes a new kind of hell.

(A picture of a watermelon with a knife through it is sketched on the page)

Page 8 [Credenhill]
(Most of the page is taken up by a sketch of Captain Price and a sketch of the UK under the UK sketch is the caption "CREDENHILL, UK" and under Price's sketch is the caption "Don't know how Capt MacMillian never ordered Price's Dick Tickler neutralized...")

Page 9 [Bering Strait]
(This page contains drawing of the Bering Strait with a red "X" in the middle, labeled AR_04241 with a drawing of two MiG fighters coming from the west and a helicopter, labeled Hammer Two_Four)

On the bottom-right of the page (if the book is turned horizontally) is:

ROE- EVERYONE ON BOARD HOSTILE

FREQ- 7832- HAMMER 2-4

5434- BASEPLATE

OBJECTIVE S


 * 1) 1 RECOVER THE PACKAGE


 * 1) 2 SECURE INTEL

BREVITY CODES-

COMPLETION OF OBJ 1- GREEN

COMPLETION OF OBJ 2- WHITE

ABORT- BLUE

(In the bottom middle of the page (if the book is turned horizontally) is a topographical map of the area with objectives marked.)

(In the bottom left corner (if the book is turned horizontally) is a NSEW compass.)

Page 10 [Bering Strait]
(This page contains some translation between the English alphabet and the Cyrillic alphabet.) (A large black smear is at the bottom.)
 * Company: Kreigler Transportation, Inc.
 * Registration number: 52775
 * Container: Iw pwn t2
 * Delivery from: New Russia Commerce, Intz.
 * Delivery to: Tigers of the Revolution.
 * Paid by: Khaled Al-Asad.
 * Port of Entry: Providemya.

Page 11 [Bering Strait]
They don't make life vest for a mission like this.

Between the mags and the flashbangs, must have shed 5 kilos worth of equipment as we pushed down into the cargohold.

If I don't use every one of those frags, if I don't drop my 9mm SMG and Pistol, I don't make that jump. Embarrassed Price helped me up and caught me in one mission, two assist too many.

P.T. and o-course clearly not enough. Need to add more leg work to P.T.


 * -Kettle Bells


 * -Burpees


 * -Plank Work

In meantime, need to pickup a bottle for the old man

WHILE ON LEAVE -OBAN 14 for price

Page 12 [Causcaus MNTNS, W Russia]
(This page shows diagrams of the Loyalist's hideouts. Below the caption it reads, "Good bless shoddy Russian construction. Bullet cut through their concrete like it was nothing.")

Page 13 [Caucaus MNTNS]
Two new Russian's in my life. Nikolai, who we came for - and Kamarov, who we couldn't wait to get away from.

As we left LZ1, Price mentioned something to Gaz about Kamarov. Probably related to what happened in Beirut. Couldn't hear, or maybe wasn't supposed to.

Nikolai extraction successful. Extra time at the range definitely worth it. Calcs suggest shots were out of range. Lucky Russian concrete's so brittle.

Wish we'd put claymores on those track-mounted MLR's left civilians at risk.


 * - Check repel gear for wear
 * - Clean lens and grab 2 AA's MNVD

(A sketch of Nikolai takes up a quarter of the bottom right of the page, with a smaller sketch of a simple room captioned, "Nikolai's Accomadations")

Page 14 [Causcaus MNTNS]
Gunship JMEM danger close range (A bullseye like diagram shows numerous ranges in meters along with different guns of an AC-130. Near the center of the bullseye, a very small drawing of a mustache and a bar of soap are in the circle labled, "Idiots who disregarded JMEM and live to tell about it.")

Rule of thumb: A condom using IR tape larger than 1" x 1" will white-out the monitor up in the gunship. (A sketch of a black box and a side-view of (Price?) accompanies above text.)

Page 15 [Causcaus MNTNS]
(The reader must flip the book horizontally if they want to read this page. There is a sketch of a man with a launcher attempting to take out a helicopter in front of a mountain. To the left of the helicopter are the words "SAM specs" and "altitude 180 m - 3800 m". Below the launcher's blast lines it reads "Range: 4,800 m".)

Stung: the moment I breathe easy SAM takes us down. Should've known it would be Price helping me up, but never could've known we'd find the same manpad that got us. Felt damn good taking them down with their own SAMS.

But missing the first shot? Inexcusable. Especially considering SAMS shoot themselves.

Super Sonic, fire and forget - school boy stuff. Won't happen again.

Page 16 [N. Azerbaijan]
(There are sketches of 4 dogs above the entry.)

Consider me a cat man now.

We overcame Ultranationalists, chopper crashes, danger close with gunships but a goddamn dog is what'll get me into an infirmiry? Rabies, ridiculous. What a waste of time. Obviously can't tell Price or Gaz. Nikolai seems capable of keeping a secret. Probably keeps vials of vaccine vaulted with manifest intel, secretive bastard.

Page 17 [N. Azerbaijan]
Nikolai left me a clipping from the local paper. Highlighted portion, translated:

"...The unknown force..."

Page 18 [N. Azerbaijan]
(There is a sketch of Al-Asad in the interrogation chair. He has an arrow pointing to him with the words "Al-Asad in "custody"" above it.)

Men like Al-Asad don't talk unless men like Price beat the words out of them.

The interrogation was what it was. Not proud of it - not ashamed, either. But the moment the phone rang, the interrogation became something else. That name - Zakhaev - changed everything, cost Al-Asad his life.

Regret not taking him in. We left intel slumped on a chair.

Then again, it was time to move. Already had Ultranationalist platoons on approach.

Page 19 [N. Azerbaijan]
(The page is titled "Anti-Tank Flight Missile Profiles". It shows sketches of a man testing the attack profiles of the Javelin against a tank and a high building.)

Page 20 [N. Azerbaijan]
(The page shows the dangerous areas of an anti-tank missile blast radius. It is noted that this sketch is not completely accurate with a real blast.)

Haven't shot an anti-tank missile since the range. IR makes it a cinch at 23 kilos, worst part's picking the damn thing up. That and back blast. If not for the missile's soft-launch, might have singed Price's precious whiskers...

Page 21 [N. Azerbaijan]
Mac's KIA.

Heard over the radio he got hit, then he never made it to the LZ. Feel responsible. If I'd sprinted between the detonators faster, hit the charges faster, maybe he's not forced to cover us as long. Had 4 minutes, took all 4 minutes, just not acceptable.

Safe to say, FNG's KIA too.

Think at this point, It's just Soap now - No more FNG.

Page 22 [N. Azerbaijan]
(This page shows the plans for the operation to capture Victor Zakhaev. It was a 3 step plan. "1. Disable lead and rear Vic. 2.Kill Zone. 3.HVI." Below the picture is text that says "Ambush plan flawed . Friendly units in line of sight. Watch for crossfire." Beside that says "Kamarov's men danger close for shrapnel." Beside that says "Push to rear of convoy." On the rooftops there are men labeled "LMG", "Overwatch" and "RPG strike".)

Page 23 [N. Azerbaijan]
He was wearing a track jacket and gym shorts so I shouldn't be surprised.

But still, how the hell did a scrawny Russian on a vodka/borscht diet outrun me? Victor Zakhaev might have been 39 but he sprinted like he was 22 - the 3rd horseman had the endurance of a colt.

Died just as fast, never good when an HVI shoots himself, let alone one of this caliber. Not only did the PRICK take the easy way out, he up'd the ante. Papa Imran won't be pleased.

Would've shot him ourselves had we known.

Refuse to blame losing him on the tower fall. Adding more circuit work when I get back. Won't always have the Yanks on a chopper guiding me along.

Page 24 & 25 [Altai MNTNS, S. Russia]
(There is a map of Ultimatum that stretches across the 2 pages. Visible are the drop zone, Griggs's drop zone, Griggs's interrogation house, the electric towers that the player must blow up, the village defended by Ultranationalists and the silos.)

 Assembly Plan Coordinates
 * Reestablish C2
 * Assemble Strike Team
 * Secure objectives

DZ: EG 34502

Charlie: EG 34607

Bravo: EG 34505

Electrical Tower: EG 34508

Silos: EG 34500

Page 26 [Altai MNTNS]
(The page is mostly filled with a sketch of the map from "All In". There is an upside down and backwards compass rose drawn in the bottom right of the page.)

Above ground:

Objective 1: Breach ICBM silo facility

Objective 2 - Secure above around facility

Below ground:

Objective 3 - Secure control room

Page 27 [Altai MNTNS]
(There is a sketch of a map of "No fighting in the War Room" below the text. There is an arrow pointing at the corridors located before the door that Gaz opens for the team. Above the arrow says " Longest 2 mins of my life minutes (sic)".)

Half a Klick. Grigg's jump - and more than seven (unclear) team. It redirected us. Now we were forced to execute a rescue. A few things go wrong and we don't get the abort codes written in time. Even if just one of those nukes touch American soil, it would've been on us - on me. Wish we'd reviewed the DZ better. Without that half klick, we're into the base faster. Maybe Griggs and Gaz wack off that bridge on their own.

No point - Dim thinking

All that counts: Got Zakhaev

Page 28 [Altai MNTNS]
(There is a sketch of a computer keyboard. The english characters are on the keys in black text, while the Russian characters are on the keys in red text. The whole sketch is drawn horizontally.)

Page 29 [Altai MNTNS]
(This page has a sketch of the East coast of America. Drawn red is the planned flight path of Zakhaev's rockets. It shows the rockets hitting 13 major U.S. cities)

Abort Codes

сзйтрззьпнервгяыя

няцггьпыанмшьсдк

шщуомялфвейкяаыщ

аышовллряадцнойр

шгщдацоыамкгыгнн

дщишкдецраиыаниш

фвпцщитйчичпууям

овынчаршуйвзцттщ

Page 30 [Altai MNTNS]
(Sketched below the text is a picture of the bridge that is destroyed in "Game Over".)

Didn't give a shit about Cyrillic back at Credenhill and now finally paying paid the price.

Nukes converging on 41 million Yanks and there I was staring at distorted п symbols.

Sitrep: 6 abort codes at 15 characters each. A language as foreign as martian. Zero time zero room for error.

Sitrep in a word: Absurd.

Even if it was because he didn't want to use the Ruskie keyboard, suppose I should be satisfied Price gave me the order to enter the abort codes. Another good sign FNG is dead.

The funny thing? I just saved more lives using a Russian keyboard than I can ever hope to with my rifles.

Drawing out the Cyrillic keyboard so I don't take so long next time.

Page 31 [Birmingham]
Danger close with Gunships.

Danger close with rabid pups.

The sunk cargoships, the downed choppers - surviving paved the way to a FUCKING HORSEMAN.

Popping Zakhaev makes it all ok worthwhile

Doesn't erase what happened in the Middle East. And nothing can erase losing '''Griggs, Gaz, Mac. And of course  Price. '''

Helps, though.

The one image I can't shake is Zakhaev's body laying there next to Gaz's

As Kamarov snapped me in for extraction, saw their blood begin to pool. The two reds blending, wish like hell I could've dragged Zakhaev by his one arm. Off of Gaz. Over the bridge.

Out of my mind.

Page 32
(There is a sketch of a nurse sitting down with a thought bubble of her thinking "Don't drop the Soap". To the left of her is a sketch of a Loyalist, possibly Kamarov. To the right of her is a sketch of Price. Below Price is a sketch of a radish. On the bottom of the page is a sketch of a vodka bottle and cabbage dipped in red water. Surrounding the page are various games of Tic Tac Toe.)

Toughest part of healing in Russia?

Russia

Otherwise

Otherwise, 3 way tie:

1. Crap chow

2. Reading about Glasgow FC vs. watching on TV

3. Speed of recovery

Page 33 [Birmingham]
(There are 2 games of Tic Tac Toes and 2 solved mazes below the text)

A few ask. Most don't.

They see I'm 22nd and no one prods. I lay around and listen - let them talk: About their injuries. About the headlines. Apparently world thinks Russian warheads were a Russian test. They think the cargoship was "lost at sea."

Gaz's family d eserves to know.

So I focus on getting better. On my PT. At one point, chopper pilot was reading my kill number. exfil'd as urgent surgical. Now adding another set of pushups everyday. Plan is pretty simple: get stronger than before.

I do what I can & push out the distractions. Nikolai doesn't help. Always bringing by friends. Lady friends. Guess Russian women love doting on us wounded, and can't say the men mind one but mix in a little vodka, too much free time, oxycodone... Hard for most to get back into shape.

So I carry Price's pistol. Focus on disassembling it, cleaning it. I obsess over every scratch.

Page 34 [Credenhill]
Back in Credenhill and training harder than ever. I run with selection candidates, hit the o-course and range, lift... Basically put myself through day long curcuits.

Thing is, I'm enjoying it. For awhile there, lived in a daze. Between the morphine auto-injector on-site, the morphine IV drip at the field hospital, and all the oxycodone during rehab, it was hard to get my bearings, let alone get fit.

Suppose I should be happy with no nerve damage. But won't be happy until I'm 100% fit.

Circuit: 2 min/station; 1 min rest b/w; 2 loops *Pull ups             *Planks *Tire/Sledgehammer    *Kettle Lifts

Page 35 [Hereford]
(There is a sketch of a horse running around a racetrack and jumping over stables)

Visited Hereford racecourse on leave: Price loved the chase course. Geldings can race 44 years - It's possible I watched some of the horses the Capt. used to.

Funny thing watching civilians scream during the race. Curse God and then thank Him... So much emotion for so little payoff. Saw one man greet.

Wish I could say it was fun. Got my mind off things. That my heart skipped a beat. But no matter how many pints, how many visits to the pub, I barely rooted for my horse - MacGregor - and even had he won, had he jumped the fence, done a 360 and kicked the Queen in the face, I can't say I would've flinched.

On the way back to Credenhill, saw an old tobacco shop. Picked up a box of Price's favorites - Villa Clara's.

If horses didn't work, maybe smoking will.

" MacGregor" to show 34:1 - £ 10

 "Cubov" on the nose 24:1 £13

 "Saint Mere", "Vironin" 7:1 perfecta - £ 6

 £73.00

Page 36 [Credenhill]
They're smooth.

Price has taste.

Page 37 [Credenhill]
(Beside the scoreboard is the logo for the Glasgow Football Club.)

Watched Fatherwell dash our title hopes tonight. Watching Anderson miss from 30 yards out made me miss the days of Blake.

The man was a sniper - master of distance, trajectory... Wouldn't surprise me if he took coriolis into consideration. Season's nearly lost. Tough to catch Northridge United now.

Page 38 [Credenhill]
(There is a sketch of Shepherd with an arrow pointing at him. Above the arrow reads "Another commanding officer with a caterpillar? Destiny .)

Finally some progress on my TF.

Shepherd's aboard. Could do worse than the commander of U.S. forces in the ME. After losing 30K troops man's been chomping at the bit for 5 years. Like that about him.

Now it's onto recruitment. These TF's are always elite, but looking for another level altogether.

Page 39 [Credenhill]
(At the top of the page is a sketch of the Task Force 141 symbol.)

It's official. Task Force 141.

We're after  Makarov.

Evaluating recruits now. Typical lot Rangers, SAS, CSOR. Like Sanderson. He's a Sgt., but reminds me of what I must've looked like coming out of selection: raw, skilled, loyal to a fault.

Another keeper: Ghost. Can't get over the name though. What the hell kind of name is Ghost?

Page 40 [Credenhill]
(Beside the word "Orientation", there is a red arrow pointing at the map on the next page)

Rather than British GSMEAC, souns like Shepherd prefers OSMEAC for 141. Some new acronyms to think about. Might as well start now before we join the Mile High Club.

I. Orientation

II. Situation

Enemy Composition/Disposition/Strength - SALUTE

Size - ~ is 1st level; 2nd level 12

Activity - High Value Individual in transport

Location - double decker commuter plane

Unit - Ulta Ultranationalists

Time - Flugruger 0937

Equipment - Semi-auto pistol and shotguns; SMG; assault rifles

Enemy capabilities/limitations: DRAW - defend

Defend

Reinforce

Attack

Withdraw/Delay

Enemies most probable cause of action (EMPCOA) - enemy group is made of extremists and are willing to die if need be to protect the HVI.

Breach, extract HVI, halo jump in 1:00 to 3:00 minutes. No frags rely on flashbangs and small caliber arms to prevent hull breach. All concealment can be penetrated. Intel expects RCIED on flight.

Page 41
(There is a sketch of a topographical map of the inside of the plane in "Mile High Club". The green line going through the map is the path that One-One Team takes, and the red circles with x's in them are the Ultranationalists.)

Page 42 [Tian Shian MNTNS, Kazakhstan]
(There is a sketch of a topographical map of "Cliffhanger".)

Unknown Hostile Strength

No adjacent friendly unit consideration

ROE

Do not fire unless fired upon

FNEQ:

Kilo Six-One - 5446

Assembly Plan
 * Clandestine infil
 * Secure ACS
 * Exfil

Ice depth - Passable

Extraction point Bravo

NW AO - R8183

Jump - Passable

Thermal Scope
 * Suppressed ACR w/ heartbeat sensor
 * Semi-Auto pistol
 * Tactical knife
 * Rope
 * Ice axes
 * Snow camo
 * C4 *
 * Cigar *

Page 43 [Tian Shian MNTNS]
Maybe it's the Villa Clara's? Five years ago, my first mission with the 22nd began with one. Yesterday, Roach and I follow suit. Then, like clockwork, fresh meat gets caught falling to certain death.

Me: Off a helicopter over the Bering Strait. Roach: An ice cliff in Kazakhstan.

Me: On recovery of a warhead's manifest. Roach: on recovery of a downed sat's ACS.

Of course, nobody makes the first jump...

Have been looking forward to breaking Roach in. Beyond the mission similarities, He reminds me after myself after selection. Feel even more comfortable with him than Price must have with me. Handled the C4 detonation perfectly, even as I looked at dozen smuzzles. Not half-bad on a snowmobile either. A future in snowcross racing?

Afterwards, saw the Sgt. writing in a journal. Wonder if he's thinking about PT like I was.

If he's wondering what Villa Clara's taste like.

Page 44 [Rio De Janeiro, Brazil]
(There is a sketch of Makarov beside his profile. There is an arrow pointing to him with the words  Bloody Showman  above it. Beside Rojas's profile is a sketch of Rojas.)

Vladimir R. Makarov discharged
 * Ultranationalist
 * 184 lbs.
 * 5'11"
 * DOB 10/04/70
 * Paratrooper; Spetznaz, 2 tours in Chechnya
 * Blood type: A - Positive

Alexander Rojas

"Alex the Red" Freelance arms dealer since '97
 * DOB: 11/06/72

- connected to KGB, Ultranationalists,

Brazilian Militia

Page 45 [Rio]
(Beside "Meat: KL8102" is a thumbprint created from ink. Below the entry is a sketch of the Favela. Visible is the statue "El Cristo Redentor" in the mountains.)

Rio De Janeiro, Brazil

 Meat: KL8102  Rojas' Assistants' shooting spree changed everything.

Cost us Meat.

Can't help thinking his Portugese slowed him down - Heard him over the net warning civilians to clear the area.

Need to trust Roach's instincts better. He made Sgt. for a reason. No need to dictate checking every corner.

Doesn't mean he's fast enough. Nearly missed the pave low. The good Sgt.'s on circuits and cross fit when we get back.

Page 46 & 47 [Rio]
(There is a topographical map of the favela stretching across the 2 pages. Visible are the place Rojas's was captured, The original planned LZ and Roach's new LZ.)

Page 46:

Freq: Nikolai - 600 below

Unknown hostile strength

Check crossfire - Civilians

ROE: Do not fire unless fired upon.

Assembly Plan
 * Covert infil
 * Secure and question Rojas
 * Exfil with HVT

Militia controls Favela - Watch for local nationals

Page 47:

Bingo or not, would've crashed before leaving Roach on those rooftops.

My fault, it was so close. Could have told Roach to shed more gear before the jump.

Page 48 [Rio]
Find myself flipping back to entries in Azerbaijan. Echos (sic) of Al-Asad here in Rio.

Back then, wrote that men like Al-Asad don't talk unless men like Price beat it out of them. Five years later, I'm that man.

Ghost's idea to spark Rojas' assistant, man knows something about interrogation.

Team didn't bat an eye.

Nor did I when it came to Rojas, that window, the car he kissed so intimately.

Wasn't going to let another HVI pop himself. Victor was first and last.

Page 49 [Vikhorevka 36, Oil Platform, E. Russia]
(There is a sketch of where the oil platform is located in the world, a breaching charge with the words HL 35135 on it and a red picture of the oil rig.)

First wet mission since hanging off a bird over the Bering Strait. Leading this squad the way I imagine Price would. Surgically.

Won't allow Rio a Redux - Planning this one meticulously.

Gear for mission
 * Dry suit (under BDU)
 * Breaches
 * Assault rifle - red dot sight
 * Battle rifle - thermal sight in case of smoke
 * Flashbangs/ Frags
 * MNVDPl
 * Plan B- Have Roach carry C4, a la Kazakhstan

Page 50 & 51 [Vikhorevka 36, Oil Platform, E. Russia]
(There is a horizontal sketch stretching across both pages of the oil platform in "The Only Easy Day... Was Yesterday". It is filled with arrows pointing to places and instructions for each place beside the arrows. Below the sketch are green sketches of submarines, 2 of which are codenamed "SDV Alpha" and "SDV Bravo".)

 SAM site - 6 local nationals  20mm rotary cannons: SAMS <p style="text-align: center">Team 2 extract all local nationals to LZ Bravo

(There is a 6 step plan starting on page 51 and going left to page 50.) Plan B - Charge dead targets

- Detonate remotely


 * 1: Infil


 * 2: Deck 01

Breach and secure hostages


 * 3: Deck 02

Breach and secure hostages


 * 4: Deck 03

Secure weapons stash


 * 5: Deck 04

Secure hostages and SAMs

Use thermal in case of smoke


 * 6: Extraction

Secure Derrick

Page 52 & 53 [Petropavlovsk]
(On each page is a horizontal sketch of the gulag. Page 52 shows the coastline beside the gulag, and page 53 shows an inside view past the walls of the gulag.)

Page 54 [Petropavlovsk]
(Beneath " UNACCEPTABLE " and above "Funny thing..." is a sketch of an M1911.)

With Price back, the gulag will have been my last mission as field commander.

Where as we knew every inch of the oil rig, the gulag was something else. All I can think about is what went wrong - Who we lost and how.

From the start we knew we were in close quarters, bloody Yanks flying jets up our ass, RPG's coming in hot, after that, the mission was a slog. Inefficient as hell.

Ghost hacked at a snails pace. We all wasted ammo sniping from the unstoppable hornet chopper. Even ran out of breaches and frame charges.

And me? I had one flare. One.

I miss, we never catch the SPIE rig and rot with Price in the gulag.

UNACCEPTABLE.

Funny thing, watching Roach get taken down by Price in the gulag not like the old man rotted in a gulag for 5 years or anything...

Felt good to give the gun back. Price's pistol wasn't just the gun that killed Imran Zakhaev - it was the gun that saved my life.

Good to have the Captain back in command. Best demotion imaginable.

Page 55 [Petropavlovsk]
(This page shows tips for dealing with riot-shield users.)

Offensive considerations: Move low and slow. Defensive maneuvers: Flashbangs extremely effective, frags/claymores most effective behind/beside shield. Use semtex on shield if available. Beware close-quarters combat.

Page 56 [Petropavlovsk]
(At the top of the page shows a dog barking with the word PROBLEM written below it. It points to the the other side showing a dog with a muzzle with the word SOLUTION written below it. Below those two images is another dog with the word MORE DOGS below it. It then points to a picture showing an X-ray of a dog with a broken neck with the word BETTER SOLUTION below it.)

And no, I haven't exactly been on my booster shots. Think Nikolai said every two years but didn't think I'd be in Russia so bloody soon.

So yeah, was happy to follow Price and Roach over the net. Not just because it meant I was far from the mutts, but because I got to listen to the two of them working together, like we once did.

There was that same options: Take out the target or let them HIM pass. Nice to hear Price taking Roach under his wing. Know the effect it can have.

Page 57 [Petropavlovsk]
(Below the entry shows an image of an overhead view of the submarine in the campaign mission "Contingency". There are red circles showing major targets for the AGM to hit.)

For all that coaching, Roach did a shit job with the bodies. Patrolling Ultranationalists found them instantly.

Luckily for us, Sheperd's got the line of some primo AGMs. Made for a whole different kind of clean up.

Most AGMs operate via radio but our UAVs are enabled via tactical laptops. Made targeting a piece of piss, though these missiles are already pretty glorious. More than an ~8k meter range -- these target off-boresight up to 90° on each side. Wish we had them in the 22nd.

Page 58 & 59 [Petropavlovsk]
Soon as Price went dark; right then, knew it was bad. Didn't need Ghost screaming over the net to realize it.

Spoke to Price afterwards. Man knows something about the greater good. Knows one bullet can't stop WIN a war.Then again, thought one missile could stop one.

Drawing it out, who knows how many casualties from the EMP... But who knows how many more without it? Gave the Yanks a fighting chance. It was the right move.

(Page 59 shows the East coast of the US with a blue ring drawn around Washington D.C. which is scaled at 402 SQ KM. Another much larger red ring surrounds the blue ring scaling in at 2,414 SQ KM.) <p style="text-align: center"> D.C.

High altitude detonation

<48.2 KM ALT-.6KM altitude = 25 KM EMP radius

48.2 KM ALT-.6M AL T= ~12.8KM EMP radius

193 KM ALT -.6KM ALT = +~8KM EMP radius

Page 60 [US Vehicle Disposal Yard 457]
(This page features a map of the scrapyard in the campaign mission "The enemy of my enemy with various tactical notes all over it) Assembly plan:
 * Clandestine infil
 * Gather intel on weapons exchange at waypoint echo-xray
 * Exfil NW AO 5051
 * Unknown hostile strength
 * No adjacent friendly unit consideration

FREQ:

Echo-5546

Juliet-8974

ROE:

Do not engage

BREVITY:

Black:Makarov on site

Red:Compromised position

Orange:Echo-xray change positions

Green:Exchange occurred

Page 61 [160 miles SW of Kandahar, Afghanistan]
(This page features Soap's writing being blurred and scratchy compared to the other pages)

TF141 was authorised with one mission. Makarov. So now we have a new mission that mission was a fraud, like it's commander, so now we hav got a new one, SHEPHERD. KILL HIM  No ROE, No stopping us, NO MORE BULLSHIT ORDERS. There is only one good in this fight whether fugitives or not. Back to serving it. '''FOR GHOST. ROACH .'''

Shadow Company is a different breed. No more vodka-drunk Ultranationalists. They're trained like we are. But a surprise is a surprise, no defense. Shepherd knew that now he'll know differently. ''' MOTHERFUCKER HAS NO IDEA WHO'S COMING. '''

Page 62-63
(These pages feature a large blood stain smeared all over. All the text is on page 62.)

Saved again. How many times now, I've lost count. Don't mean I've lost track. The questions are hard. How do I repay his debt? How many times times can a man save your life until it's no longer your own? But the answer's easy. At least to me. LOYALTY doesn't operate on a sliding scale. It's a safety. ON OR OFF.

Page 64
(On the bottom of the page is a blood stain.)

Suppose I should be writing in invisible ink from here on out. Something fit for a fugitive. Healing in Africa now. Site Hotel Bravo just a memory.Of course it was Nikolai rescuing us again. If I owed him a case of Imperia now, owe him a pallet now. Guess we all owe him for Yuri too. The two go way back and Nikolai vouches for him.

Page 65
(On the bottom of the page is a blood stain.)

Think I prefer getting shot. Knife wound healing too slowly for taste. Keep ripping sutures. Internal bleeding a concern. Nikolai's providing antibiotics and pain meds. Providing inspiration? MAKAROV. The need to clear our names.

Finally after all the percocet and the feeding tube, I'm beginning to get it all back: my normal diet, my usual range of motion and strength. Before long I'll be better. Strong as before. After that we're on the move.

Page 66 [Parrot's Beak, Guinea]
(There is a sketch of a street in Parrot's Beak, most likely where the mission described on the page is at. There are warehouses owned by Makarov and a 50. cal gun in an alley.)

Finding Makarov will take resources. And while Nikolai's resourceful, his rockets aren't bottomless. Mercenary ops add a wrinkle to typical mission planning. On top of EMPCOA or GSMEAC, there's now an R for revenue. A P for profit.

A few of these missions and we'll have the resources we need to get back on Makarov's tail.

OPD 1: Recon

SALW trafficking routes

Recon for suspected depots;

Assault rifles, craft guns, RPG's, LMG's

Team roles:

Yuri: Recon Team Alpha

Price: Recon Team Alpha

Nikolai: Motor - T Operator

Soap: Recon Team Bravo

ROE: Do not engage tangos (sic)

Objectives:

1) Map trafficking routes

2) Depots

Brevity Codes:

Red: Compromised ID

Blue: Depot/Warehouse

Black: Dealer/Shop

White: Abort

Gold: Exfil at LZ 1

Gear:

Assault Rifles - $30 x 4 = $120

Rounds (.762) - 190 x 4 = 360 x $.15 = $54

Comm - Walkie Talkie - $16 x 4 = $64

Duece (sic) gear - $10 x 4 = $40

Mag Pouches - $5 x 12 = $60

GPS (J) = $80

_________________

Total cost: $418

Page 67 [Parrot's Beak, Guinea]
This page features an overhead map of the compound mentioned in the previous page. Liberia, Sierra Leone, and Guinea are mentioned.

Page 68 [Accra, Ghana - Int'l Airport]
Secure and hold position around 600KG gold as it's transferred to couriers. Client: Chamber of mines and precious metal processing. Weapons: Assault rifles; Sniper rifle

Team Roles

Yuri: Overwatch - Sniper

Price: Overwatch - Sniper, Security/RPG

Nikolai: Perimeter Security

Soap: Perimeter Security

Objectives:

1. Secure LZ

2. Offload gold from transport

3. Protect and transport to individual courier planes

4. Accompany load onto plane

5. Secure for transport

6. Withdraw from LZ

Gear:

Assault rifles - $30 x 4 = $120

RPG = $50

Cheap sniper rifle = $50

Body Armor = $300 x 4 = $1,200

Rounds (.762) - 720 x $.15 = $108

RPG rounds $15 x 3 = $45

Walkies - $16 x 4 = $64

Duece (sic) gear - $10 x 4 = $40

Mag pouches - $5 x 12 = $60

_________________

Total: $1,737

Brevity Codes:

Red: Contact tango

Blue: Courier arrives

Black: Courier departs

White: Plane loaded

Yellow: Escort on the move

Purple: Move to secondary location

Escape + Evasion Plan:

Suppresive fire and secure PKG. Bound back to Romeo. Regroup and exfil to Hwy 36A.

To Do: (Written in red ink)

Create aliases for team.

Page 69 [Int'l Airport]
(There is a sketch of a topographical map of the international airport located in Accra, Ghana. In red ink is the team's limit of advance, or the only place that the team is allowed to go.)

Hotel 1: Incoming delivery

Whiskey 2: Load planes

Foxtrot 3: Outgoing shipment

Romeo: Gold storage

Page 70 [Africa]
(There is what appears to be dried blood or dirt surrounding the page)

Suddenly miss Credenhill's charms.

Here in Africa we've gone from high speed gear to discards from the cold war. Most locals carry shit weapons Kamarov's grandfather wouldn't use. Every cent we earn goes to upgrading. Buying the best we can find.

Worse than the weapons? The heat. Starting to miss Russia's frost. The heat here is unlike anywhere else - We foray through the mud and I get why pros do it. Except pigs don't foray through mud before engaging the enemy. Don't see pigs executing S-P-O-R-T-S. 'Cause sludge gets in the chamber of their weapon.

Topping it off, a new threat: malaria. The mosquitos are everywhere and nope, no body armor for them. Yo u end up fearing the bloodsuckers even more than the skinnies.

But nothing more than the pigs butt.

Page 71 [Africa]
(There is what appears to be dried blood or dirt surrounding the page)

Hard to believe how far we've come from the Ultranationalists - The old "UN". Might as well have been "UN" for peacekeepers when compared to what the rebels are like. Easy to underestimate them. Their craft guns. But wooden handles still grip iron barrels. And at £5 a pop, the whole continent's packing. The farmer in Russia had it easy, at least he was interrogated, ASKED . Here they throw a tire around you. Light a match.

Page 72-73 [HSB - Helicopter Fuel Range]
(There is a sketch of the Middle East stretching across both pages. Most of the Middle East is inside of a giant red circle. Of note is Site Hotel Bravo, located in southeastern Afghanistan, and Whiskey Mike, located in northwestern Afghanistan near Kabul. There is a legend in the bottom right of page 73 that states that smooth grey areas are urban areas, spotted grey areas are rural areas and green areas are poppy/agriculture. All text is on page 73.)

At last confirmation: Makarov's men seen exiting choppers. Entered vehicles that drove north toward an old airfield 60 km away.

Have to assume they jumped on another flight.

Page 74 [Whiskey Mike]
(There is a sketch of the Fregeta symbol (an eagle with the word Fregata above it.). The text starts in red ink, but everything after "Manifest redirected name & territory only" is in blue ink.)

Air cargo manifest

Operator: Fregata

Flight: FR553(unknown symbol)

Port of landing: TIP

Port of unlanding: STN

Airway bill type: House

Airway bill no.: 30092


 * 1) of pieces: 6

Weight 275.0 kg

Shipper name and address

Fregata Holdings

Suite # 705

111 3rd Ring Road

Tripoli, Libya

Cosigned name and address

Waraabe - Somalia <-- Manifest redirected name & territory only.

Secure the airstrip to find dozens of crates stacked beside the hangar, all labeled with the image of a bird, the word Fregata - an old shipping company front for Rojas' (sic) black market dealings.

Checked out one of the manifests. Clearly someone new has been running Rojas' business for months now. Shipping here from as far east as Cairo, Damascus, Tripoli. Majority of crates forwarded to Algiers.

Could be dummy shipments but it's the only lead we've got.

Name of recipient: WARAABE.

Page 75 [Somalia]
(There is a sketch of 2 hyenas. The whole page is flipped horizontally.)

Russian dogs were bad enough.

Now I'm hearing "Waraabe" is Somali for hyena.

Nikolai tells me hyenas don't mess around - they could kill those Russian pups with a single bite.

Two kinds, though.

Striped hyenas feign death. Spotted will defend ''' TO THE DEATH. '''

Look forward to seeing who Waraabe takes after.

Page 76 [Somalia]
(There is a sketch of a gun turret. Underneath it says "Chin mounted turret -Camera controlled. Beneath that shows 3 sketches of the turret optics, the actual weapon and the targeting systems.)

<p style="margin-left: 40px">Freq: 5580

Alt freq: 8710

1470- 12.7 mm 4 barrel turret

Practical range: 1,500 m

RPM: up to 5,000

Don't know how Nikolai did it. Duct tape? Somehow gutted the cockpit so our chopper's chin-mounted turret operates via remote camera.

A new name and city - That's all we got. Volk. Paris. At least we've got Sandman to pass the intel to.

Page 77 [Somalia]
(There is a sketch of a topographical map of the mission "Return to Sender". Visible are the gates that the truck breaks through at the start, Waraabe's office and location and the original planned exfil location. Soap's team's (Team A) route is a green line, while the Loyalist team's (Team B) route is a blue line.)

Page 79 [Somalia]
London's Gone, my own mates lost at POE 

Thought Africa was Hell but what's going on out there has finally caught up.

So we'll catch up too. No more wading mud. Here on out, we're for just one thing: ''' Redemption. '''

Finally. Back in the fucking fight.

Page 80 [Prague]
(There is a sketch of the building Makarov enters in the mission "Blood Brothers", as well as surrounding buildings. All enemy targets and routes are coloured in red, while allied locations are in blue. The whole sketch is done horizontally.)

Wind: Gusting N to S 03 - 10 MPH

Thurs: 16:45 - 17:00 Hrs

Upper Lvl. NE Corner

Page 80
(On page 80 there is a horizontal sketch of a topographical map of the mission "Blood Brothers". The 5 main characters of the mission are represented as a circle with the first letter of their name inside of the circle. Yuri and Soap can be seen in the building across from the Hotel Lustig, Price can be seen on the left side of the Hotel Lustig preparing to rappel, Kamarov can be seen on the left side of the Hotel Lustig in the bar and Makarov is in red outside of the Hotel Lustig. On page 81 there is a sketch of the sewers underneath Prague.)

Objectives:

1) Covert Infil

2) Kill Makarov

3) Covert Exfil

Brevity Codes:

Red: Makarov on site

Blue: Price rappel

Black: Makarov escaped

White: Exfil

Gold: Makarov dead

Team Roles

Yuri: Overwatch - LMG

Price: Rappel & take down Makarov

Soap: Overwatch/Snipe

Kamarov: Hotel Lustig Recon

ROE: Any armed force considered hostile

Page 81
Hostiles control street level

Infil/Exfil through sewers

Watch grates for hostile activities

Page 82
(The handwriting on this page is distinctly different from Soap's. It is likely that this page was written by Price.)

"We are the pilgrims, master: we shall go.

Always a little further: it may be

Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow,

Across that angry or that glimmering sea,"

Page 83
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Page 84
(In horizontal writing.)

Made in China © 2011 Activision Publishing, Inc.

Page 85
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Trivia

 * The poem on page 82 is an excerpt from the poem "The Golden Journey to Samarkand" by James Elroy Flecker. This same excerpt is inscribed in the clocktower in the SAS's 22nd Regiment's barracks in Hereford, where Soap's name is inscribed along with other dead SAS soldiers.. Price was likely the one who wrote this in the journal.