**Author:** Sabre 2-6 --- Ana Vincente Demon Squad - Black Storm Regiment April 25th, 2042 Manila, Philippines A female stateless soldier in her early 20s is taking cover behind one of the bookshelves in the library. Two squads of elite soldiers wearing green “FALT” insignias are on a search for her. They have been in pursuit from her all over Taft Avenue until they have arrived at an abandoned college… What remains of it of course. “She’s not here… Keep searching…” an operator said while searching. Her flashlight beam has almost touched the soldier which made her hold her bullpup assault rifle tight. “Wolff will kill us if we don’t find that fucking data drive. Whatever’s inside that drive means something to the CIA as a whole.” “That No-Pat should be somewhere around the library… If not, let’s continue searching through the offices and classrooms.” The female soldier, who appears to have a data drive hanging around her battle belt, appears that she may have become the CIA’s high value target. Noah Wolff is a Special Operations Officer working for the United States Non-Patriated Counter Terrorism Unit. He works directly with the director of the CIA and he is known for his ruthless ways of operating. This explains why he was given a blank check in every operation he has commanded, that includes exploitation of No-Pat operators from the FALT group. “Come on now, No-Pat! You can’t hide here forever!” a female operator taunts her. The female stateless soldier has been changing cover to cover until she reaches the exit door… Until she accidentally makes a book fall to the ground. “Shit…”  She rushes towards the door as fast as she can. The moment the FALT operators have spotted her, their green lasers from their weapons have lined up against her and opened fire. In a nick of time, she was able to make it out of the library and she began to dash her way to the second floor on foot. “This is Reaper Actual to Wolff. We have engaged the HVT but she escaped the library.” “This is Wolff to Reaper Actual. Make sure the target does not make it out alive.” “Yes sir.” The stateless soldier runs inside one of the classrooms on the 3rd floor. The classroom reminds her of her past. Her youth.  “Well hello there CSB… It’s been for a while…” She whispered to herself. It was until she began to receive transmission from her commander. “This is Tsar to the remaining members of the Demon Squad. Do you copy over? Is anyone still alive?” “This is Demon 2-2 to Commander Tarkov.  I’m the only one left over.” “Glad to hear your voice, Corporal Vincente. What’s the SITREP?” “I’m in DLS-CSB at Taft Avenue and I am being pursued by multiple squads from the FALT Group.” “The CIA?” “Yup. The CIA.” “Blyat… Alright, there’s an abandoned humanitarian aid zone in the Rizal Memorial Sports Complex stadium behind DLSU. I can send in a Hind there and a rescue party to assist you. Can you make your way there, Vincente?” “Now you want me to fight my way through against the CIA?” “What other choice do you have? You want to earn Russian citizenship, right? Then finish your job.” “Punyeta… Yes sir… Out.” Her transmission with Commander Tarkov ends in a sour tone. She has no choice but to fight her way out of the DLS-CSB campus against multiple squads of Wolff’s ruthless kill squad.  If only the rest of her squad is still alive, this escape mission would’ve been easier. She begins to hear footsteps of soldiers walking on the stairs. She checks her chest plate as she needs to check how much ammunition she has. It turns out, she only has two magazines left. Those magazines contain 6.8 Polymer rounds which is rare. “C’mon Ana… Just fight your way out and get that citizenship…” She whispered to herself. She makes a small peek through the door as she waits for the FALT operators to appear at the stairs. She is holding a fragmentation grenade on her right hand. She is ready to throw if she spots an operator wearing a green FALT insignia. After seconds of waiting, she spots a 4-eyed night vision goggles attached on a helmet and she throws the grenade and runs. “GRENADE! WATCH OUT!” The operator shouted until a loud “BOOM!” erupts in the staircase. Ana flees the classroom as she reaches the corridor where the computer laboratories are located. The moment she is about to reach the other side, she is met with another squad of FALT operators. They spotted her right away and she was met with heavy fire. She dashes to one of the computer laboratories as she uses the desk rows as cover. The squad of FALT operators storms the room and they were met with resistance from Ana. Ana fires her bullpup rifle from cover to cover. She was able to kill 2 of the FALT operators. When she shifts to the other cover, her bullpup assault rifle jams in the middle of the gunfight. “PUTANGINA!” she swore to herself. She has no choice but to pick-up another gun but how?  She can tell that there’s a FALT operator at both sides. The squad wants to surround her but she won’t let that happen.  She brings out her combat knife from the back of her battle belt as she approaches the edge of her cover.  The moment the FALT soldier approaches her at the right, she stabs the FALT soldier by his right thigh. She disarms the soldier right away and her senses was able to detect the other soldier that was aiming at her right away. She uses the injured FALT soldier as body shield quickly as .227 Fury rounds struck the body of the operator. She pulls out the dead soldier’s 9mm handgun as she finishes the soldier in front of her with a headshot. When she dropped the dead corpse on the ground, she replaced all of her 6.8 polymer round magazine with .227 Fury rounds by looting from the corpses. She then picks-up a M5A3 assault rifle and she keeps the handgun she took from the FALT operative. She leaves the laboratory right away as she goes down to the second floor, only until she meets another squad of FALT operators at the school’s courtyard. She has to leave the campus of DLS-CSB but what keeps her from doing is the waves of FALT operators storming the school.  She has no choice but to retreat to the cafeteria. She dashes her way through the cafeteria, which has two floors, and runs to the first floor.  The cafeteria at the first floor is flooded by knee level. But that doesn’t stop her because she is used to this condition after all. The FALT soldiers entered the cafeteria but they were met with a salvo of bullets from Ana’s .227 Fury-loaded M5A3 assault rifle.  She was able to eliminate another two operators and incapacitate one operator.  She leaves the cafeteria quickly and she turns left. She is near the back exit of the campus. The moment she arrives at the exit. It turns out that the exit was blocked by ruins. “You have nowhere to run, kid… Just give up already…” the squad leader of a FALT squads points his AC9 sub-machine gun towards her. Following him are three more operators that arrived at the scene. “Looks like my time has come huh…?” she drops her M5A3 assault rifle and 9mm handgun on the ground. She raises both of her hands as she turns around facing them. “Two options. Handover the data drive and we’ll spare you, or get executed on the spot and we’ll take the drive. Since you’re from Russia’s finest special forces units, I doubt that you’ll submit to us easily.” Ana chuckled as she spits on the ground. This shows that she won’t just give the data drive to the enemy right away.  “Looks like your life ends here then. Alright boys, you know what to-” A huge concussion erupts in the entire room. Ana was concussed by the concussion grenade but she begins to see operators in Russian digital woodland camo uniforms. When she was finally able to recover from that concussion, the person she is looking at is a soldier in a balaclava. “You must be Corporal Ana Vincente of Demon Squad, da?” The Russian team leader asked her in broken English. “Y-Yeah… That’s right.” The Russian team leader nods and he turns around. He contacts his superior through his comms in Russia. She begins to notice that something is off. The Russian soldiers that saved her life does not wear the same uniform a Spetsnaz GRU would wear, nor a Black Storm Regiment. Her eyes then spot a Russian soldier which displays a red patch showing the infamous three spears. Her eyes widened and the Russian team leader quickly pulled out his Lebedev handgun. He turns around and he pulls the trigger, killing her in cold blood. When her body thuds on the ground and blood begins to flow the floor, the Russian team leader takes her data drive. He then asks his right hand man a question through his comms in Russian. “Morozov, what’s your status in the sports complex?” “We were able to take down the Hind and wipe out the rescue party.” “Good… We already got what we need. The Council of the Dark Market will pay us full time now.” He ends the transmission and he looks at the data drive. “Whatever you’re hiding, CIA, the Dark Market will continue to damage your operations.”