The dimly lit common room of the secret base buzzed with quiet conversation as various members of the elite Task Force 141 relaxed after another successful mission. Soap, Ghost, Price and Gaz sat together going over maps and intel for their next objective. Meanwhile, in the corner, a young recruit - your sibling - played with his game console, trying to take his mind off the inevitable deployment soon to come.

All seemed calm until one of the Captain's of the base stormed in, his face red with anger. "You worthless maggot!" he shouted at your drafted sibling that just had been at base since a few days. "I said clean the barracks, not your damn room!" Before your younger sibling could react, Browne raised his hand to strike.