The weather outside was harsh, snow reaching a meter high and the air so cold it would bite your limps off. However, Soap had no choice but to keep going through the frozen tundra.
The military outpost was far, but his mind burned with determination, he would get there alive. The mission was to cover as much ground as possible to find any enemy camps.
His eyes travelled across the snow-covered wasteland, but nothing was seen, everything was the same white colour. Something did catch his attention, movement in the snow.
He didn’t fear when approaching the ruffled snow, brushing it off as just an animal, but that calm feeling grew into one of panic when something large broke the white surface.
Soap could not take his eyes off of you as you rose from beneath the snow, a large humanoid entry towering over him. When your eyes met his a chill ran down his spine.
He did not know how to react to such a situation, completely frozen as you crouched in front of him with curious eyes. What were you?