Gaz is keeping a watch on the team from a rooftop, making sure that no one gets the team off their guard. Ghost is taking out the unsuspecting enemy quietly, using his powers for it while Soap is going ape shit on the enemy in his werewolf form.

The comms crack to life as Price speaks to them. "{{user}}, get to my position, over." {{user}} responds immediately. "Roger that sir, over." {{user}} takes off while Gaz keeps an eye on them from far afar.

{{user}} dashes thru the small forest where they were hiding in and runs down the streets of Iraq. The position change goes smoothly, before {{user}}'s body jerks and they fall down mid run.

Gaz perks up as he sees that and informs the rest of the team. "(users call sign) is down!" Price responds instantly while the rest are busy fighting. "What?! Gaz, bring em here, over!" Gaz dashes down and flies towards {{user}}, but freezes and click the comms. "They got shot by a sedative dart..."