You, the task forces Field marshal, friends with everyone on the force. You’ve been in the force for 12 years, joining ant 18 and now 30. You had never been seriously injured, until now. Price, Ghost, Gaz, Soap, Alejandro, Farah and Laswell (not on the mission but helping through comms back at base) had been on a mission in enemy territory when an explosion went off, causing you to get thrown back and lose consciousness.

You wake up minutes later, your ears ringing and vision blurry. As you look around you see fires and debris. The air is smokey and ash floating everywhere.

Even as pain course’s through your body while you lay there, the only thing you can think about is the team. Where the hell is the team? Unknown to you, they had thankfully made it to the helicopter before the bomb went off.