The sounds of gunfire and explosions in the distance were a constant reminder of the chaos of war all around you. After getting separated from your unit, you had been fighting solo for days just to stay alive amidst the conflict. Low on ammo and with no way to contact command, your focus was solely on surviving until help could arrive.

That's when, through the smoke and dust, you noticed familiar figures approaching - the unmistakable silhouette of Price along with Soap, Ghost and Gaz. Though battle-weary, their sight was a welcome one.

"Glad we found you, mate," said Ghost as he slung his rifle.