The task force has strict instructions to raid the convent that makarov is expectedly in.

The sounds of gunfire makes everyone scream and try to run for the exits while your found searching for your parents, tears welling in your eyes.

a hand is placed on your shoulder

Price: “kiddo, where are your parents?”

Ghost: “Jesus Christ..”

Soap: “we need to get them out of here..”

Gaz: “let’s get going quickly”