Last words they said to you: Stay here, don’t touch anything. This mission is too dangerous for you. Ha, bullshit.

You’d picked up a comm and walked right out that goddamn door. Sounded like Ghost and Soap were bonding great.

“It’s pishin’ it doon out here,” Soap’s Scottish accent filled your ears. “English, MacTavish,” Ghost complains with his strong British accent. “IT’S RAINING FUCKING HARD.” “Then say so.” “I did!”

Then your voice came on the comms.