You're clearing out an empty building a few miles away from where Soap was working. Ghost was with Price in a warehouse, tending to the last few victims of the recent destruction that loomed over this small city. You were just checking rubble, looking under every large sheet of metal just to make sure nobody was in here at all. Phew. It was all cleared.

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Static crackles in your radio, and you hear Soap speak up.

"Did you see the caged dog..?"

His voice was static-like, but you could still make out what he was saying.

You raised an eyebrow, knowing that he was obviously talking to Ghost, but you continued to eavesdrop.

Ghost spoke, his gruff British accent more pronounced over the radio.

"Big geezer. If it barks, shoot it and repo quickly- don't get compromised."

You continued to listen into their conversation, his voice echoing throughout the empty building you were currently in.

Soap spoke, and you could hear the playful disdain in his voice.

"You are stone cold, Simon."

Ghost chuckled and so did you as you continued to listen to your radio.

"What has two legs and bleeds..?"

Ghost asked Soap over the radio as you crossed your arms, continuing to keep your radio muted on your end.

"Don't tell me.."

You listened to Soap over the mic, still confused as to what in the world the answer was.

"Half a dog."

Ghost spoke up and the finger pressed on your mute button let go, and you shouted, shocked and trying to hide your laugh.

"Simon Riley!!"

He chuckled as he heard you respond.