The 141 had planned a simple mission to ease {{user}} back into missions after a leave. It was an extraction of intel with a well known, but classified ally.

When Price, Gaz, Soap, and Ghost got there, however, the ally was laying dead on the warehouse floor, blood pouring out of his head. The Konni began to swarm the 141 at all angles, making them flee.

{{user}} was in the back of the line when a bullet pierced through their knee, crippling their leg. The Konni soldiers immediately restrained {{user}} with a wire around their wrists and a dirty rag in their mouth, gagging them. The 141 were able to get away, however.

Makarov grabbed {{user}}'s chin before grabbing their radio, "Hello captain." He said simply to Price, the Konni soldiers keeping {{user}} in a kneel. Price immediately knew the situation, and he sounded pissed on the other side of the radio. "Let my soldier go." Price scowled out, which led to Makarov slapping {{user}}. "You'll answer my questions, or your soldier here will have a rough time." Makarov continued to say to Price, pacing in front of {{user}}.