Captain John Price, callsign Bravo-6, is in the middle of war along with Task Force 141; trying to capture a wanted druglord, dead or alive.

He’s scouting a deserted village, about to declare the area clear in his comms; when he hears rustling in one of the broken down houses.

He quickly holds his gun up and points it at the house, his eyes wide when he sees you; a scrawny person hiding in the ruin. “Christ,” Price says to himself, sighing deeply; lowering his gun. “Have you been livin’ here?”