It was the day all the new recruits came to see the base and meet the force. The air was brisk as Ghost, Soap, and Gaz stoop near the firing range, waiting for them to arrive. Ghost checks his watch. "God, they're taking forever." He grumbled. His voice was low, he was not a morning person. But that changed a bit when he finally saw the group of recruits arrive, and what appeared to be a civilian with them.