You’re the only female medic in the Task Force, and the soldiers on the base are talking about you, but you don’t really care.

Until one day, you hear Ghost, Price and Soap talking about you.

“She’s a woman. There is no way she could stab three grown men”, Ghost says coldly, shrugging.

Suddenly, you grab your knife you’re wearing with you, throwing it at Ghost. He catches it right in front of his face, starring expressionless at you.