Cod Black Ops Cold War - Tumblr Posts
I'm trying so hard to rp in my other account ( @braziliansas BTW shameles plug-) but I extremely anxious about talking to random people and I think Zykov has zero rizz (the image above)
Cmon fellas... He's just a blorbo that got trapped in the Dark Aerther for 40 centuries and wants to kill all the human race! He's just silly :3
He's... A male version of Beelzebub from helltaker... Practically... Believe me it's true 100%-
They don't understand you like I do Kazimir Zykov... It's just that...
CAPTAIN PRICE 1984 | COD: BLACK OPS COLD WAR
While I was working on something, I got hooked on cod black ops cold war and uh got distracted for a bit. enjoy some bells for now
CW sketches 1/2
old edit from a few months ago but
A shot in the head doesn't make it un-break.
Fuck around and find out, Bell
Bell on the Inside
alt versions under cut :-]
It's the first time I posted something I actually translated...It's my friend's work, and he asked me to post it to Tumblr👉👈 I'm not sure if there are any romantic contents... English is not my mother language, if you guys have any idea about the fic please comment below, thanks~
The War of the Forsaken—Chapter 1
London, 1985.
Agent Helen Park took a sip of her warm coffee and then stretched out after finishing today's business.
In 1981, Perseus's plan to detonate all the nuclear bombs in Western Europe was completely smashed by Russell Adler's team, and Perseus seemed to dropped off the face of the earth.
No one have sign of the activities of Perseus now, not the CIA, MI6 or even the KGB. The authorities believed that Perseus has been killed in the melee of Solovetsky. But since the body was not found, the task of tracking Perseus must continue.
However, four years of aimless search has obviously made the authorities of the United States and Britain impatient. The power of the Soviet Union is fading， and the War in Afghanistan has made the Union worse. The KGB's overseas intelligence network has also been damaged bit by bit. The authorities begin to think that Perseus is no longer an important target.
Park's tracking team was forced to disband, and the original team members were assigned to needed positions.
Although she is seriously understaffed, she somehow managed to get some scattered clues through her own relationship.
And she's been sorting out these clues for weeks.
Most of them are useless and repetitive information, and there is very little valuable information. What she can learn now is that CIA agents stationed in Afghanistan are being systematically arrested and tortured recently.
Most of the agents were hit in the head by blunt instruments after being tortured, and they were in a coma. When they woke up, they lost part of the memory of the interrogation to some extent. There was only water on the ground and a few rags left at the scene of the interrogation.
This is unlike what Perseus would do, most of the agents have little to do with the War in Afghanistan. Some of the agents only have the task of monitoring a senior official in Afghanistan. If Perseus wants to help the Soviet Union win the military action in Afghanistan, it will not do any good for him to torture these agents. On the contrary, it will make it easier to reveal his whereabouts.
When the information was sent to Park's e-mail, it was marked "delete after reading".
Of course, Park will do it, but she will extract all the information first, and then delete the email.
She hasn't had time to read today's email. She wants to copy down the content before she gets off work and analyze it slowly after she gets home.
Park opens her email and clicks in the latest one.
However, the moment she saw the content of the email, her heart acetated and she got goose bumps.
"There was an agent who remembered what happened. He claimed that the interrogator was a 30-year-old woman, blonde hair, calling herself"Bell ", has a London accent and can speak fluent Russian."
Bell, the memory that she dares not touch like an exposed nerve, has been conceal for four years.
In Solovetsky, she saw the girl in a pool of blood, and Adler, who asked Park to help carry the body.
1981, West Berlin hideout.
"Where's Woods?And Mason? And Adler? " Bell just got out of a battle, she took a bath, pushed open the door of the bathroom, but found that three of them disappeared.
"They went to meet Hudson. I'm glad you're back safe and sound." Park said as she wrote at her desk.
"Maybe that's the British luck." Bell recalled the situation when she was hunting down by the Soviet infantry chariots.
"It's not just luck that made you stay in the MI6, is it?" Park put down her pen, turned to the Bell and said, "The team say that you are the a cryptography master in the whole Ministry."
"I taught myself when I was in the university, when my brother was just killed in a terrorist attack……May him rest in peace. " Bell picked up the 63 rifle leaning against the wall, unloaded the mag, and then pulled the bolt to withdraw the gun. She skillfully unloaded the gun for routine maintenance.
There was a subtle change in Park's expression, but her professionalism immediately calmed her down.
"I heard you graduated from Oxford, too?" Asked Bell.
"Yes."
"Do you know Professor McFarlane? I might not have choose this job without him."
"I think you should have a rest. Chatting too long is not good for the next mission." Park diverted the topic.
"I must clean the dirt inside the gun before I go to bed... I do know I really need a rest. My thoughts are a little messy these days." Bell replied.
London, 1985.
"You know it's against the rules of MI6. Even allies can't contact each other's intelligence personnel without permission."
The speaker is a tall, thin man with a bushy beard. He lean against the railings of the Thames River to enjoy the scenery of late autumn. On the other side of the river is the retired cruiser Belfast.
"I heard that you are going to sent a team to an observation mission in Afghanistan. Maybe there would be a place for me?" Park asks.
"The CIA didn't invite MI6 to the mission. I'm not sure I can convince Hudson to let you in." The tall man replys, "your boss won't agree either."
"I'll take care of the bureaucracy of MI6. Just squeeze me in. Don't worry, my action is also for the benefit of the free world. "
"I've always believed in you, Park, but I also want to remind you not to mess around." The man left with his hands in his pockets.
Park can understand his worry, since he has taken this job, he will have many kinds of worst assumptions in his subconscious.
On the battlefield of Afghanistan, the Soviet army is still deadlocked with the Afghan soldiers. The observation team organized by the CIA nominally represents the United Nations, but they provides military training and weapons for the Afghan soldiers in the dark.
Even when the Soviet Union is on the wane, NATO never dared to despise the "Red Giant".