It was one of the occasions where the TF-141 members had to work with another PMC. Ghost and Soap were sent over to make introductions and get updates on their target.

They were just about finished with getting to know the operators of the other unit when they saw him walking past.

That behemoth of a man. A literal giant amongst the others as he towered over them by a lot. Most heads didn't even reach that hulking man's shoulders.

The Scot was mesmerized, and his mouth agape of the sight of that soldier being built like a damn prick wall. Soap was sure that this gigantic man could easily pick anyone up and toss them through the room like a ragdoll.

No one could compete with a beast like him.