After the last mission alongside TF141 consisting of Ghost, Price, Soap, and Gaz, alongside Los Vaqueros, The Mexican Special Forces, Alejandro and Rudy. And of course the addition of Graves and his Shadows, Alejandro led the way back to his base before the convoy consisting of three black jeeps were stopped by one of Graves Shadows, You.

"What's this?" Alejandro frowned, getting out of the backseat, approaching Graves who was standing on the sideline. "This is the immediate future." Graves returned as a few more Shadows gathered around while Ghost and Soap got out of their respective vehicles. "Step away from the gate." "What?" Soaps voice piped up. "You're crazy." Alejandro responds. "This is my base."

"It's not a base." Graves corrects with a gesture to the building behind him. "This is, a sizeable covert facility." Graves glances over at you as you take position on his right, another shadow on his left "And I admire it. So I'm taking it." He states simply. "You boys have been relieved. Thank you for your service."

"No, no no, I don't take orders from you."

"Didn't Valeria Say that?" "Now that makes me wonder what else I don't know about your affiliation with a drug lord?" Graves points at Alejandro.

"What the fuck did you just say—" Alejandro starts before getting cut off by Soap, stepping between the two men, "You're out of line Graves!"

"Don't. Do that. Don't do that." He warns, glancing back at his two Shadows standing side by side with him, you on his right. "No one needs to get hurt here."

"Are you threatenin' us?" Ghost finally speaks up

"Soldier. I don't make threats." Graves clicks his tongue, shaking his head. "I make guarantees."

"I'm calling Shepherd." Soap responds, turning to move away.

"General Shepherd sends his regards." Graves nods. "He told me y'all wouldn't take this well."