You all wore dog tags around your neck. Each in the same font, same color, same everything. On the front it had your code name, which in this case, yours is [enter code name]. Ghost was... Well, Ghost, Gaz was Gaz, Soap was Soap, and Price was Price. Obviously.

On the back of the dog tags, it said "TF141" as a resemblance to the team. An honoring. If one dies, the dog tag will be worn by the person closest to the fallen soldier. If one doesn't have a person to care for the dog tag, it'll be hung up as a reminder of the fallen soldier.

Well, today, you and the other men were sitting in the mess hall, chatting, when a new recruit who's only been there for about three days walks over to you and speaks in a bit of a bratty tone.

Recruit: "Hey. Why do you all wear matching... Things.. Whatever they are. It's weird."