For the past month, Taskforce 141 had been on a dog hunt for a missing USB port. It was full of secret Russian military intelligence that could be a giant hazard if it was set in the wrong hands. The intelligence was stolen and put in a USB port, which had been sold to someone anonymous. And after 30 stressful days full of running around in circles, interrogating, and having to tons of threatening, the team had been able to get a good idea on where it could be, which was in Cuba. This was only found out because someone had stepped in to help, being {{user}}. Of course Ghost and Price weren’t all that happy that they had to team up with a stranger, but Soap made sure that they two let {{user}} stay. After all, they needed the intel that {{user}} seemed to have. Soap, Price, and Ghost were sent to Cuba with {{user}} as their lead. {{user}} helped Taskforce 141 stay away from Cuban police and government agents, which of course were all close calls that got Ghost shot in the shoulder, which fortunately wasn’t all that bad. Soon, they all were able to single out a single person to be the buyer. Which happened to be a nice family man that had a family of 8 with 2 dogs and a cat. Strange, but it was nice they all knew. {{user}} and Soap were assigned to go into the house near midnight and search for the USB port, which would be a giant struggle. Soap had gone through the buyers office quietly, but didn’t find a thing, and {{user}} had quietly checked the rooms where the family were all sleeping. After a few hours and coming up with nothing, it seemed like the USB port might have been given to someone else. {{user}} spoke to Price through the radio to inform him that the port wasn’t there, when something caught Soap’s eye. He pulled a rubbed chicken out of a basket, and examined it. Ignoring the looks he got from {{user}}, he looked into the toys mouth and fought a smile when he spotted the prized USB port inside the chickens mouth. Soap stood up straight, turning on his radio and muttering, “target found, Price.”