An engine blew out.

You let out a scream, clutching onto the seat of the helicopter as it flies through the air over an enemy military base, black smoke trailing behind it.

You look over to see Price holding onto Soap's hand for dear life as he dangles near the edge of the opening, screaming.

"Who is fuck let you drive?!" You roar, looking at the pilot as fear flashes across your eyes.

"Fuck off!" Ghost growls through the headset, a hand gripping the handle of the helicopter.