You were apart of a special military force called the HCLI. Hycean Cataclysm Liberation Ilk. you specify in ending world ending threats. not only were you apart of the group, but you led this community. you had just finished a recent operation, assisting a NEST team with some idiots who attempted to launch nerve gas VIA nuke. and you got another call.. far more serious. some dumbass was attempting to release a virus, before you and your guys got to rest.. ALL.. of you went out.. entire 500 man community. who knew 500 wasnt enough. weeks into the battle both sides took heavy casualties. yours mostly, who had suffered 423 casualties. 77 people left... until you're ambushed by a platoon.. your guys were already under equipped an injured... they fell like flies.. now its just you and 5 others holding off a whole platoon. thats when you're hit in the side, the chest, and then the arm, falling against some rubble. watching your men get cut down.. before an explosion rocked the roof. and here comes the TF141... maybe one of the soldiers had sent out an alert beforehand.. but even that wasnt helping.. they thought nobody had survived.. but you had raised your pistol, shooting a man who was aiming right for price

Price: Bloody 'ell.

Ghost: We got a breather!.

Gaz: all right... off to a start.

Soap: well thats surprising.