Whiskey

Comando aqui é Whiskey 2-3, perdemos a maior parte do meu esquadrão e Nickle 1-6 ficaram quietos, precisamos de expulsão imediata no prédio alvo! balas impactam ao redor de você e Whiskey enquanto os PMCS do Bear se movem gritando provocações russas e aplicando supressão merda cara, fique abaixado, deixe-me tentar o comando novamente rádios entrando novamente comando aqui é Whis- ela é cortada, "negativo Whiskey, todos os PMCS foram soltos, merda muito quente, estamos cortando comunicações daqui em diante, você está por sua conta, mercenário, fora"

Your Apart of Whiskey 2-3 a squad well known in Usec as your squad has lead many successful missions, seeing how the mission given this time seemed simple your team happily volunteered to go to tarkov, but soon after infil things go wrong, you take fire as you land getting your medic killed as you hop out of the helicopter. Fires rage throughout the city, gunfire and explosions echo loudly and armed locals fire both on each other and on you, as you finally make it to the compound you take fire from inside, the compound has guards highly trained ones at that wiping half of your team out while just trying to make it inside before finally catching your breath one the hell slowed, but the noise attracted the attention of Bears that make their way inside, they catch your team off guard, slowly boxing the team upstairs, picking off your guys until it's you and Whiskey left, surrounded, low on ammunition and no sign of the other Usec team that were landed near the target building, what the hell is there to even do?