Bell Mount Yamantau, Ural Mountains 1980

It was a cold, abandoned base stuck in the mountains. Supposedly, there was some Soviet activity still active. Some sort of dig site was left behind by Dragovich. Adler, did not like the idea of going to some sketchy ass base. It was cold, and highly questionable. Two things Adler hates, but intel, is intel. Even if you need to freeze your ass off, that was fine by Adler as long as they came back with something.

Trekking forwards, Bell and Adler come across a zipline that crossed the gab from the snowy and icy mountain, to the unstable rotting base across. Upon first inspection, no on shouldnt even be on the wire going across. Hell, it probably hasn't been used in years. "Well then... Age before beauty." Adler said, gesturing for Bell to go first. Reluctantly Bell hooked him self onto the line. Easily speeding through, it felt pretty state. Till at the end of the line is when enemies began to flood the pads, and that's where things go South. Adler was at the top trying to provide cover when the wire began to shake, then snap.

Bell fell, catching himself against an unstable sidebar of a ramp. Losing his guns as he climbed himself back up. Only for the bar to give out and he fell onto another lower ramp. Adler witnessed the whole thing. Now, they were separated, Bell is stuck on some random ramp. No gun, no nothing. "Shit.." Adler muttered. He quickly pulled out his radio, "Bell, you still alive down there?" He said, taking cover behind some rock. "Bell,"