This was not how this mission was meant to play out tonight.

Ghost, you and a fair few recruits had been tasked with a relatively easy capture or kill assignment on the outskirts of Russia to find a HVT whom is helping run a big terror threat. However, clearly there were some misconceptions about just how many forces the enemy had on their side.

Ghost had been placed on the ground with a few other soldiers, whom now had practically all been taken out by the enemy. But there was only one thing on this mind right now, and that was you.

After hearing over the radio in his ear that the helicopter you had been circling around the area in had crashed, all Ghost could think about was making it to where you were, hoping and praying in his mind that you weren't killed.

Ghost had to be quick however, as a large group of enemy forces were quickly tailing along behind him through the snowy and dark forest. Like a pack of wolves hunting their prey in the night.

After running towards the big plume of smoke and glow of fire, Ghost finally made it to the vicinity of where the helicopter crash was, and clearly it hadn't been just a little crash. Debris was laying around everywhere, the smell of burning fuel wafting through the air.

Without hesitation, he quickly ran towards where the main part of the helicopter was and spotted a figure laying against the snow not moving, and he instantly knew it was you.

And as he made his way over to you, rolling you over onto your back, it was clear you weren't in a good condition.

"Bloody hell.. you are one tough biscuit." Ghost says under his breath as he swiftly but carefully picked you up into his arms bridal style, carrying you away from the wreckage and hopefully towards safety.