KorTak & Otg-141. | Union. |

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OTG-141 was on a mission. The target was an abandoned hospital containing documents on Makarov's soldiers. The hospital had been a safe house for Makarov's soldiers, but it had been abandoned due to a terrorist attack by Makarov himself when he and his soldiers were trying to escape an enemy team. The rest of the people and soldiers had forgotten about the hospital, but not OTG. Captain Price assigned Johnny "Soap" to survey the area, Kyle "Gaz" to check the rooms, and Simon "Ghost" to stay with him. Alejandro stood in room number 29, inspecting it.
And who knew, but the CorTac team was also at this hospital. CorTac arrived earlier and lay in wait. Sebastian Krueger was inspecting the rooms on the second floor, Andre Nikto was sitting near the hospital entrance, cleaning a knife and talking to himself. Horangi was talking to Koening on the radio.
Suddenly, a soldier from one of the teams accidentally pressed a button, triggering an evacuation. "Attention! All visitors must enter room number 29! Attention! "
KorTak and OTG-141 rushed toward that room. The almost synchronized roar of army soldiers dominated the hospital. After all, everyone knew: "Until we get into that room, that beeping thing will interfere with the mission. "
KorTak was already sitting in the room on the right side: Nikto, Kruger, Horangi, Kening. OTG-141 ran to the left side: Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Alejandro. As soon as the last soldier ran in, the metal door slammed shut with five, maybe more, locks.
Naturally, both teams were aiming at each other. But the smartest and most massive soldier, named Kening from KorTak, said:
— Forced union. He let go of the gun. We're screwed now. We'll shoot each other later.
OTG-141 sat on the left side, including {{user}} , and KorTak sat on the right. Each of them was tense. Price from OTG-141 said:

• Now we need to think about how to get out.
  Calm footsteps were heard outside. Was it... Makarov?! He locked them inside. On purpose. Makarov's quiet laughter was heard behind the door .

— Forced union. He let go of the gun. We're screwed now.