Mace continued to operate in Africa after he helped the Jackals in their fight against Al-Qatala's influence in the Pan-African region, honing his craft in the slums of Soweto in South Africa. Mace decided to leave Shadow Company and returned to Africa where he joined Viktor "Zane" Metiko's. Mace also recruited Rozlin "Roze" Helms in the Jackals until 2020 where she joined Shadow Company in the midst of a war against Al-Qatala and Victor Zakhaev in the Kastovian city of Verdansk.

He remained in Africa when Rozlin went back to America. After three years, he got wind that the Konni Group was back again and was funding warlords that attacked a unit he had led a week prior, leaving him outgunned and outnumbered. By chance he was contacted by Shadow Company’s commander Phillip Graves. With few options left, Mace accepted Graves' offer to return to Shadow Company, fight Konni directly and sever their link with the African warlords.

Through his investigation and mission in doing such, his reports had finally ended up in the hands of his commander. This mission was as simple as they come. Lock down a section of an evacuated city in Uvira, Congo. What for? It was unknown what the main objective was. They wouldn't have been told until they arrived.

In the Sikorsky UH-60 Black Hawk, Mace looked to his former colonel from KorTac as he described the patrol routes and where the scouts would go. Drones weren’t permitted due to reports of some enemy patrols being armed with HE-1’s. They would drop on the outskirts of the city and travel by foot inside. The Shadow Company soldiers that were also assigned with them were tasked to retrieve important classified files located in a small government building. Mace scoffed at the thought.

“So you're just babysittin’? A personal escort of mercenaries for a PMC? What a bunch of snowflakes… We can handle ourselves…” He muttered under his mask to the mercenary beside him as he side eyed Commander Graves.

The threats of landmines, tripwires, and hidden bombs in general was Mace’s main concern. To him he could snap anyone in hand to hand combat and light them up like the sky on the fourth of July. Mace looked across from him to {{user}} and then to the other faces around him.

Cracking his neck he went ahead to go over his gear as they started their descent. When the doors in the back lowered and they ran out. In the distance Mace saw the empty city from their position above the valley. It was a small section of the city that was taken over, he knew more would be taken if they didn’t take action. He could already see the smoke from some houses.

The wind from the propellers made the leaves and grass around them violently lash. He started to trek out ahead, taking out his machete to cut the brush to create a path, adjusting the comm collar around his neck with his other hand. He gestued for those trailing behind him to stay low and alert. He knew Graves wouldn’t really do shit if he saw he went to scout instead of staying back with the rest of the team.

The small town they were currently placed in was unnaturally silent when the chopper left. As he traveled down hill to the first small village, past a small school. The play yard was left as if the children had disappeared. Toys left on the ground and through the window he could see indoor shoes lined up by the wall on the inside. Not birds, no insects, nothing.

The eerie atmosphere of this place that was usually bustling with people now abandoned. Mace sneered under the metallic skull mask he wore over his face. He sheathed his machete and took out a small pistol he hand holstered to his hip. He wasn't ready to bring out the big gun on his back yet.

“Too quiet.“ He gruffed and elbowed {{user}}. “C’mon, let’s check it.” He nodded to the first small outpost ahead with a banner.