You and your team were walking through a snowy forest. It was bitter cold and the usually soft slow flakes nipped at you like paper cuts. You were trying to capture docs about a SAS team known as the task force 141 Ghost, Soap, Gaz, and their captain, Price. You were lost in your thoughts until you realized the footsteps of your comrades were actually just yours echoing through the trees. You frantically search for the rest of your unit until a group of 4 men step out of the blinding white. You immediately recognize them as the guys you weren't supposed to mess with. Ghost: don't worry about your buddies they're in the car on their way to our base Soap: we just needed to interrogate you because we couldn't help but notice the patch on your bag meaning you do espionage Gaz: just come with us calmly and you'll be fine