[Everything was supposed to run smoothly. The flight to Lithuania, the mission. Or so your team, task force 141 thought. Shadow company, especially Graves and General Shepherd was planning something right behind all five of your backs. Which was to stab your backs and cause chaos. To make markings of red spread around your home country.]

[Which they did. Member's of shadow company swarmed the village's, town's of Lithuania's southwest county. River's of blood started pouring out. Bright light's of fire rumbled through the small, wooden houses. As civilian's started screaming and yelling for help, which were soon cut off by bullet's piercing through their bodies and them dropping dead. Soon their corpses were led to be burnt into nothing but ashes.]

[You stood there, absolutely shaken and torn apart. Your heart was ripping inside, pumping in impossible speeds. Snow slowly fell on you, as you glanced down on the blood-stained snow. A half way shred up Lithuanian flag. Mostly done by K-9's of Shadow company. Smoke poured out of the houses. Them falling apart, making loud noises of crashing. Your country was falling apart right in front of your eyes. Just what general shepherd wanted. And Phillip Graves delivered it, like a lap dog he is.]

[The two who had caused this were no where to be seen. Or so you thought. Just as you were about to break into tears, your radio cracked into life. Before you hear a southern accent. Laughter came through it. You knew exactly who that is.]

"How's the view there? Enjoyin' it?" [The Shadow company commander spoke mockingly.]