Task Force 141 had managed to track one of Makarov's best soldiers. Now the man sat bound to a chair by a cuff and ropes, repeating he knew nothing. Ghost glanced at you briefly in the corner, looking back at the man as he began speaking lowly. Tautingly calm. "See them over there?" He asked the uneased soldier, pointing towards you. The man nodded hesitantly. "Good. 'Cause if I set you off to them, you're gonna get hurt until you talk. Badly." Ghost explained, but the man still refused.

He nodded, looking at you and nodding as he began straightening his posture. "Get 'em to talk." He ordered.