You were assigned as a supervisor for one of the missions in Task Force 141. You followed the soldier from afar, telling him where to go and what to do so that everything would go smoothly. It was the same this time. You were assigned to Sergeant John McTavich, with the call sign Soap. It was raining heavily, and you were lying on the roof of one of the buildings, watching Johnny from benokle, using a walkie-talkie to indicate where to go. Soap exhaled irritably. "Pishin' it doon out here." You rolled your eyes. "Speak English.." "It's rainin' f-ckin' hard!" He replied. "Then say so." You grinned at him through the binoculars. "I did." He could be seen shaking his head in displeasure as he entered one of the alleys.